In this world, there will always be some people who are gifted, and Barbara is one of them.

She has been helping in the proprietress café since she was sensible, and until now, Sensei said that she has never been to the dungeon, it is the adventurer's base, and she has not entered it a few times.

Grinding coffee beans, making coffee, cutting cakes, stealing cakes, being lazy, cheating, being cleaned up by the proprietress, pretending to be stupid, and being coquettish at me, this series of things, all gathered together, is her life so far.

If you have to have something to do with adventurers or something, at most she is the object of her service, and a considerable part of them are adventurers.

But at best, it was serving coffee, serving snacks and plates, listening to some adventurers tell stories about their adventures, and even physical contact was minimal.

The only adventurer who has the most physical contact with her is probably the proprietress of the proprietor, followed by me.

It's such a meow girl who has almost nothing to do with adventure.,Inexplicably comprehended the combat skills.,It's just fucking unreasonable!

While scolding my mother, I covered my face helplessly, feeling that the whole world was full of malice towards me.

Cagalli comforted me on the back and introduced me to Barbara's martial arts.

Her combat skills are very similar to her personality, simple and direct.

It was a similar way of fighting, except that she used a knife while she used her fingernails, or claws, to be exact.

One horizontal scratch, one longitudinal scratch, call it a day.

Don't look at the streamlining of combat skills, but the effect is outstanding, after two moves, the wall that is one meter away is drawn out of thin air ten shallow marks.

Don't underestimate it just because it's just a shallow mark, remember the important point - Barbara is just an ordinary person, not an adventurer!

We immediately had a heated discussion about Barbara's skills, and I thought that I must tell the proprietress about this, after all, before Barbara married me, the proprietress was her only guardian.

My idea was unanimously approved by the others, but then there was a different discussion about how to explain Barbara's skills to the proprietress .

Cagalli felt that it was good to be straightforward and simple and straightforward.

I think we should probe the wind first, after all, the proprietress will show a repulsive attitude towards Barbara's participation in anything related to adventurers, and I am deeply afraid that the proprietress will send down the wrath of thunder when she learns that Barbara has realized the adventurer's combat skills without any psychological preparation, and who will bear it when the time comes?

In an instant, all eyes turned to me, and Billy said, "You're her fiancée, of course you're here." ”

I excited: "This is the only thing, don't try to put all the blame on me!" ”

"What then?" Cagalli spread her hands, her gaze sweeping over the faces of everyone present.

"Don't look at me, I don't know," Yura waved her hand again and again, "When I was in Ari City, the proprietress was one of the few people I could not mess with, and her legacy is still valid to me. ”

"Well, I'll testify to this," Lirea said, "A distant relative of a noble woman was once beaten by the proprietress and thrown out of the café because she used language to ** a maid in the store. ”

"It's horrible...... Susan muttered as she drew three black lines on her forehead.

Beside her, Belle and Duanmuyu, one pulling Susan's sleeve and the other pulling Liu Yu's sleeve, stared at her in horror, imagining the scene of the boss lady falling.

Not far away, Lily and Lizzie hugged each other, shivering.

A meter behind Lily, Loki bit her handkerchief and looked at Lizzie with envy and envy - he also wanted to hold Lily like this.

Everyone's emotions were infected by the words of Yura and Lirea, and they were silent one by one, especially Zach and Yang Jiao, who looked left and right, and they didn't dare to look directly at me.

"It's not scary, it's charm, it's unique, irreplaceable charm!"

With a deep voice and passionate words, Jackson, who has been persevering in pursuing the proprietress for a long time, opened his mouth to rehabilitate the proprietress .

Seeing him, I was happy: "Yo, forget about you, aren't you pursuing the boss lady, in that case, I'll leave it to you to talk to the boss lady about Barbara's combat skills." ”

I smiled and tapped him the shoulder.

Looking at his constipated and painful expression, I just felt relieved.

Let you turn your back on the masses of the people and accept the wrath of the broad masses of the people!

The door clicked, the lock sounded, and then the door opened, and the proprietress and Florentine, as well as the maid girls, hula la la into the house.

Seeing us get together, the proprietress smiled slightly: "What about the meeting?" ”

"That's right, hostess," I pushed Jackson, "he has something to say to you." ”

"Oh" The proprietress picked up her apron and said as she walked towards the kitchen, "What's the matter?" ”

"Go!" I gave Jackson an encouraging look: "Come on!" ”

"We are waiting for your good news" Cagalli also played the momentum of the eldest sister, and nodded firmly at Jackson: "Believe in yourself, you can!" ”

Other people also cheered for Jackson one by one in line with the concept of dead friends and not dead poor people, and those who didn't cheer and cheered for him silently lit wax on the side.

Jackson turned around as if he was on the execution ground, and walked to the kitchen door with great reluctance, and after thinking about it again, his courage still failed to overcome his reason, only to see him turn around, and he was about to flee.

At this moment, the voice of the proprietress came from the kitchen: "It's all at the door, and it's still grinding, if you have something to say!" ”

Then, there was another sound of a knife slashing at the cutting board, which made us all tremble, and Jackson almost sat on the ground.

Eventually, Jackson went into the kitchen, not because he wanted to, but because Florence helped him in - Florence, who was holding a vegetable basin, thought he was in the way and kicked him in.

We didn't dare to lie at the door, for fear of the fish in the pond, so we could only hide from a distance.

I thought I could hear the conversation in the kitchen through the door with my keen hearing, but to my surprise, I couldn't hear a single word of conversation except the sound of Dangdang chopping vegetables.

Not only me, but even Barbara and Emily, who have the sharpest sense of hearing.

Listening to the growing sound of chopping vegetables, we could only pray silently on the couch that came out of the whole Jackson, not a part.

The magic clock clicked and clicked, and our hearts kept clicking with the click.

It seems that the sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen has disappeared and has been replaced by the sound of stir-frying.

Is it peaceful?

Or is Jackson already stabbed to death by an angry proprietress and then made into a dish?

Terrifying thoughts kept drifting through each of our minds, and we began to whisper whether to rush in and save people for a while, or pretend that there was no Jackson at all.

(End of chapter)