Chapter Twenty-Three: Do You Know the Gentleman's Cooking?

Simon got the maid's guidance and walked away. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoSo, he didn't notice at all that behind him, the maid's eyes had been following his back reluctantly, wishing that his eyes could follow him around the corner. She chased him in such a foolish manner and disappeared from her sight, until the big basket on her shoulder slipped off her shoulder and shook violently because she had forgotten to hold it for a long time, and then she hurriedly grabbed the big basket on her shoulder as if she had woken up from a dream, and hurried upstairs.

Is that the legendary elf? It's beautiful! I'll have to talk to my girlfriends when I go back today. The maid thought as she couldn't help but touch her cheek, which was still a little hot.

With an amazing memory, even in the labyrinthine Carazin, Simon easily found the kitchen room.

"Uh...... Anyone? ”

Simon glanced back at the small door he walked into, although it was supposed to be the back door, but there was no one in the huge kitchen. Simon casually placed the plate in his hand on the pile of plates in the corner that looked like they had just been removed and had not yet had time to be cleaned. Just as he turned to leave, there was a sound of something falling to the ground somewhere behind him across two rows of shelves.

Not curious, Simon walked over to where the voice came from.

It wasn't until he walked past the wooden frame that he realized that someone was actually picking something up from the ground.

The man looked like a young man in his twenties, wearing a blue shirt with a small brown vest over it, and the peaked hat on his head had been scratched and stained somewhere, and he looked a little crooked, revealing half of his blonde hair. Hearing a voice behind him, the young man also turned his head, just in time to meet Simon's eyes.

To Simon's surprise, the man didn't seem to be annoyed or cowering at all by being broken. Although there was a moment of surprise at first, he quickly smiled generously at Simon.

The young man has a pair of beautiful blue eyes, as clear and bright as the sky after the rain, and with his smile, he is full of affinity, which makes people feel good.

But what does it mean for him to turn his gaze around his chest first!! Simon thought unhappily.

Therefore, when he hears the other person's words, he is even more uncomfortable. Although perhaps the young man had no ill intentions, he seemed to say casually, "Yo, male elf. Rare! ”

His tone made Simon, who didn't intend to be nosy, couldn't help but ask:

"Well, who are you? What to do here? ”

The young man turned to Simon and smiled, "So you still don't understand? He pointed to the pile of things in his arms with his chin.

Baguettes, leafy vegetables, and a dirty piece of leather paper that I don't know what was wrapped in a pack—maybe fresh meat, for the sharp-eyed Simon seemed to see liquid oozing out of the vellum and slowly oozing out. The liquid had stained the young man's blue shirt. However, he didn't seem to notice it at all.

Simon frowned. "You're here to steal food?"

"yes!" The young man leaned forward slightly, and said a little provocatively, "What are you going to do with it?" ”

Simon looked at the contents of his arms again, shook his head after making sure it was food. "I'm not Karazan's man, and I don't have the right to deal with you for my master."

The young man seemed a little surprised by Simon's serious expression, and then smiled even more happily. "Interesting answer."

Simon looked to the front of the kitchen - there was no one there. "Aren't you worried that the cooks and servants will come back and find you?"

The young man smiled brightly, revealing a neat row of white teeth. "Ann, blah, blah, today is the day of distinguished guests, so the steward will call them out for routine instruction. As long as you hurry up, you won't be discovered! ”

Simon only felt the corners of his mouth twitch. "Looks like it's not the first time you've done this. Should I call you a repeat offender? ”

His words made the young man laugh out loud and bent down with laughter. "Repeat offender!? Hey, I say, do elves have as much of a sense of humor as you do? ”

Being repeatedly mentioned as different from the elves made Simon inexplicably weak. And remembering Alice's instructions, he decided not to worry about the matter and prepared to leave.

But the young man, who hadn't found such an interesting thing for a long time, stopped doing it. He looked at Simon's back and blinked, and suddenly kicked his toes, hooking something on the ground, and a black mess flew towards Simon.

Simon heard the wind behind him, subconsciously turned around and stretched out his hand to block it, and a bag of hard things smashed on his arm, which didn't hurt, but the dust on the bag was thrown out violently like this, choking Simon coughing.

"What do you mean?"

"Judging by your skills, it doesn't seem like a ranger." The young man struggled to free a hand, touched his chin and analyzed, "This is Karazan again, so maybe you should be a mage?" ”

At this time, Simon finally stopped coughing. Annoyed, he threw the bag back at the young man. The young man deftly avoided it, but a vegetable in his arms rolled down, and he hurriedly picked it up again.

Simon took advantage of this to pat the ash on his hand and walked directly to the small door.

"Hey, where are you going?" To his surprise, the young man actually caught up. "Karazan is a big labyrinth, do you know the way? Be careful not to go where you shouldn't. A lot of people go missing here every year! ”

His words stopped Simon, who knew that the youth was telling the truth.

"Thank you for the reminder." Although he thanked the youth for his friendly tips, Simon's words still smacked of gnashing of teeth. "But I think I know the way back. I won't bother you to go the same way. I don't know you, and I don't want to be with you. ”

Young people don't care about crooked heads. "And who are you with? The Council of Tirisfa? Or the Kenrito Council? I don't think the Silvermoon Elves who are so arrogant that they don't even want to step out of Quel'Salas will send someone to Karazhan. ”

Hearing this, Simon had to face up to the young man in front of him. He didn't think that an ordinary thief would know these thunderous names so clearly. And the young man in front of him was mentioning these tissues that were enough to make the land tremble, as if they were talking about potatoes and cabbage.

"Looks like I'm misunderstood...... So, who is Your Excellency? ”

"Me? Hey, I wanted to find a chance to introduce myself formally, but ...... It should be okay now. I'm Ryan - Ryan Ureon. Ryan smiled, his eyes narrowed in a line, obscuring his blue eyes. Looking at Simon's bewildered look, he took a step forward curiously and asked, "Uh...... Elves, do you know about the Ureon family? ”