When Qin Ran walked downstairs, in the lobby of the hotel, Smith and Shaya and other six little girls were already sitting there, and when he saw Qin Ran's figure, Smith stood up very respectfully and saluted.

"Your Excellency D, morning."

The half-blood's voice was still low, but in such a low voice, Qin Ran clearly found a feeling of fanaticism.

Qin Ran didn't pay any more attention to this.

He knew that the other party had misunderstood him, but he couldn't explain it.

Not only does it get more trouble the more he explains, but it's also because he needs his current status as a witcher.

"Your Excellency D, morning."

Shaya's six little girls stood up when Smith stood up, but when Smith greeted, the six little girls followed.

Undoubtedly, after enduring things that they shouldn't have endured, these children became very polite.

"Hmm."

After Qin Ran nodded at the six little girls, he habitually sat in his corner.

This corner has almost become his exclusive place since Qin Ran lived in the 'Grilled Fish in the Fireplace', just like Raglan likes to stand in the bar with his shoulders crossed.

Little Tom has long been accustomed to this.

Of course, what little Tom is most accustomed to is Qin Ran's appetite.

At least three...... No, the amount of food for five people.

Looking at the owner who walked back from the shop with a sack of bread, Tom corrected his estimate and helped Raglan distribute breakfast with his hands and feet.

Being able to be recruited by Raglan as a buddy, little Tom naturally has his own advantages.

He knew what he should do, but he didn't pay attention to some things that he shouldn't ask, such as the black suitcase placed at Qin Ran's feet.

"Your breakfast, sir."

Little Tom brought bread, milk, salad and a pot of barbecue meat on the table in front of Qin Ran, he didn't understand who would eat barbecue in the morning, but just like he wouldn't ask what the black suitcase was, he wouldn't pay attention to the guests who ate barbecue in the morning.

After all, there are more strange people in the world.

What's the difference with one more?

Even if there is a strong smell of blood outside.

Little Tom brought breakfast to Qin Ran, and Raglan brought breakfast to the six little girls and Smith, of course, the latter was just by the way.

Raglan is mainly taking care of six little girls.

However, the innkeeper would not admit it.

"Here's the butter, milkshake and honey I had from last night, for you."

"And these ham sandwiches, which are about to expire, and the convenience store next door gave them to me, and I gave them to you."

The innkeeper put down his food and headed for the bar.

"Thank you."

Shaya and the other six little girls said softly.

"That's it, just by the way."

The innkeeper waved his hand, looking impatient.

But if you stand in front of him, you can see his cracked mouth and his smile.

Shaya and the other six little girls are not stupid, and even, because of the great changes they have experienced, they have become quite sensitive and cautious, they have long been able to distinguish between good and bad, and they remember that they did not eat butter, milkshakes, or honey last night, and there is no convenience store around.

Breakfast was served in a rather nice mood of the innkeeper.

He brought breakfast for himself and Little Tom as well.

His share is similar to Qin Ran's.

Little Tom's is a sandwich.

Little Tom, who was drinking milk and eating a sandwich, was still filled with the rich smell of blood that had not dissipated, and the young man always felt a little uncomfortable when he saw his boss bite into the barbecue and squeeze out the fat.

And when he subconsciously looked at Qin Ran, his face turned pale, and his stomach twitched.

Because, he saw Qin Ran, who was gobbling up.

In the past, when he saw Qin Ran like this, the young man would only feel his appetite open, but now when he saw Qin Ran like this, the young man seemed to see a fierce beast devouring its prey, coupled with the smell of blood on the tip of his nose, the young man's mind involuntarily appeared with corpses.

And then?

A pitch-black beast was crawling on the corpse and feasting.

Maybe it's too realistic, too concrete.

The sandwich in the young man's hand could no longer be eaten, and in order to suppress the convulsions in his stomach, the young man took the milk, and only immediately did he realize that it was a wrong choice.

When the smell of blood mixed with the smell of milk, he became even more disgusted.

And, I can't stand it anymore.

Vomit!

The young man with his mouth covered rushed out of the hotel, and the sound of vomiting was clearly heard, as well as the sound of crashing into the other person and the subsequent apology.

And also......

Louder vomiting sounds.

"Be careful, I just bought the best steak!"

As she spoke, Meyer walked in with a bloody steak, presumably lamb chops, most of the blood and rinse, but there was still some residue.

Mi'er, who was carrying a meat steak in one hand and a large bag of seasonings in the other, saw Qin and then, her eyes lit up.

However, it was clear that this was not the time to disturb Meel, and said straight to Raglen, "Borrow the kitchen." ”

"Whatever you want."

The innkeeper shrugged.

Of course he knew what Meel wanted to do, but he didn't think much of Meel.

How could that guy be bought with a meal of food?

What a naivety!

The innkeeper, who was holding his shoulders, looked at Mi'er who came out with a cauldron with the idea of watching a play.

There is no choice to keep secrets.

Meel just started marinating the steaks in a blatant way.

The seasoning is sprinkled layer by layer according to the proportion.

Then, it's slapping and thrashing.

Without the use of utensils or tools, it is bare hands.

Smack, smack.

With a crisp rhythmic sound, the whole steak was smashed into pieces, and Meel did not stop until the pieces were pureed, then she wiped her hands, turned and returned to the kitchen, brought out the flour, and began to mix the dough, and the egg whites were beaten into the noodles.

Soon, when the flour was formed, Meel began to spin the dough.

After a few breaths, the dough that was lifted above Miel's head turned into a large dough in his hand.

Next, the pureed filling is poured into the dough.

Mix the face again, rotate again.

"It's pie?!"

Raglan was stunned as he looked at the dough that was spinning again.

It's not like he's never eaten a pie, but it's the first time he's seen such a big pie.

In the same way, the way of making the cakes is very special, and instead of using a stove, a bonfire and an iron plate are used.

Supported by four tables, an iron plate the size of a car was erected like this.

The grease is evenly spread on the iron plate, and when the grease becomes more translucent as it warms, the dough cracks and sticks to the iron plate.

Laugh at!

The high temperature of the fat makes the dough crispy instantly.

However, the spin did not stop.

Completely ignoring the heat, Meel began to spin the dough with the iron plate as the center of the circle.

As time passed, the aroma became more and more intense.

The whole hall was intrigued.

Including Qin Ran.

After Mi'er appeared, Qin Ran focused on the other party's body, and of course, everything around him was also in his perception and the fire crow's field of vision.

So, when he saw a convoy of trains, he couldn't help frowning.

When I saw the people who came out of the convoy, there was a touch of disgust in my eyes.

Therefore, he raised his hand and waved.

"Councilor Moore is here......"

The entourage respectfully said to the big man who got out of the car, but before the words were finished, this person's words came to an abrupt end.

Because, as if he had been hit by a truck, the councillor had already flown up.

Fly high.

Fly far.

And then—

Bang!

He fell heavily to the ground, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.