The kitchen of the travel store, in the backyard of the hostel, is not too big, but it is quite clean. Ash spent some money and asked the boss to borrow it.

It was raining, not as hot as usual, the sky was a little overcast, and the air was a little moist. Ash leaned against the door, clutching her bow and arrows, and a few drops of rain slipped down the eaves and hit her cloak.

Turning his face sideways, looking at the kitchen, Anchen was tying his apron to his body. Her hair was tied in a ponytail haphazardly, and her long black hair hung down around her waist. Dressed in a casual outfit, I looked at the ingredients on the table seriously.

Anchen's appearance is something Ash has never seen before. She had the impression that Anchen was always wearing a black cloak, wearing thief leather armor, holding a black dim short knife in his hand, and always standing silently in the shadows in the distance of himself. Quietly, but always felt like she was by his side.

In a trance, Ash remembered Anchen at that time, she was wearing a mask, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but it made people pay more attention to her eyes. There was always a tiredness and a hint of concealment in her eyes. There's always something hidden.

And now, An Chen's eyes are very clear, although she is always expressionless, but her eyes are very pure, far less complicated than before.

Perhaps, this is the life she wants. Ash stood by the door, a grim smile on his face.

At that time, I always wanted to keep her by my side, but I never thought about what she would face standing in that shadow.

"Rustle." The rain beat against the ground with a dense sound, and Ash touched the bow and arrow in his arms, and it was cold. I remember that when Anchen gave her this bow and arrow, the bow was still black.

Turning his face to look at the rainy town of Shurima outside the door, feeling the coldness of the occasional drop of rain splashing on his face, Ash pulled down his hat with a self-deprecating look.

I'm such a bad guy.

"Ash."

Anchen's cry came, and Ash, who was in a daze, was stunned for a moment, and then looked back silently.

Anchen looked at the various ingredients in the kitchen, and seemed to have some difficulty in choosing: "What should be done?" ”

Looking at Anchen for a while, Ashwu smiled lightly. She seemed to figure out something, but didn't say much.

"Ash?" Anchen looked at Ash who was standing in place "smirking", and asked strangely, "What's wrong?" ”

"Huh?" Ash came to his senses, coughed, and pulled the topic back, "Anyway, let's make something that can be eaten." ”

"Something to eat..." Lowering his head and thinking for a while, An Chen picked up an egg in his hand: "Let's cook." ”

Ash seemed to remember something and asked, "Anchen, do you know how to cook?" ”

"A little." Looking at the egg, Anchen nodded seriously. She still has some memories of food making, and it should be about the same.

Thinking about it, she put her other hand behind her back.

The next moment, a black light flashed, and a short black knife deftly slashed through the eggshell of the egg, about one-seventh of the way from top to bottom.

It was unbelievable that the thin eggshell had been cut flat by a black knife that didn't look sharp. As the top of the eggshell flew up, only a precise cut was left on the egg, and there was not the slightest crack that had been broken.

I took a small bowl, and the clear egg liquid wrapped the yolk and slipped into the bowl.

The corners of Ash's eyes twitched, she felt that something was wrong, and opened her mouth: "Anchen, do you use this knife to cook?" ”

"Hmm." Anchen was seriously stirring the egg wash and yolk in the bowl with a black knife, and when he heard Ash's words, he asked suspiciously, "Can't you?" "The swarthy black knife was stained with cloudy slime.

"It's nothing, I just think your knife will cry."

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"Smack." The plates were on the table, steaming hot, but the finished product wasn't as unsightly as Ash had expected.

A golden egg roll wraps the rice that has been stir-fried to a juicy red color, and is dotted with small pieces of fruit and vegetables.

If it just looks like it, it's still a very tempting snack.

"Looks pretty good." Ash had never seen rice made like this before.

Looking at the finished product on the plate, Anchen felt that there was something missing. Finally, he picked up a tomato sauce and put it on top of the egg roll, and carefully drew a "smiley face": "Zelas, will you like it?" ”

“······ I think he'll love it. ”

In Zelas's room, a halo of blue-black runes cast onto the walls, giving the entire room an eerie blue hue.

In front of Zelas, a rune array appeared, and the formation had no carrier, but it appeared out of thin air. In Valoran's history, rune arrays that don't need a medium simply don't exist. And Zelas did just that, but he didn't even have the slightest emotional swing from the way he looked.

If you look closely, you will see that the runes on the rune array are very similar to the rune arrangement of the Ascension Altar, but it is a little different and more obscure.

"Bang bang."

There was a knock on the door, and with a glance of his eyes, Zelas could already sense who was standing outside the door. The blue runes in the room quickly faded and returned to their original form, and then the door was gently opened.

"Come in."

Outside the door, Anchen walked in, Ash didn't follow, and went back to the room first.

"That girl didn't see who you were." Zelas didn't look at Anchen and asked calmly, he didn't want Ash to affect his plans.

An Chen was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "No." ”

"Hmm." Responding indifferently, Zelas said, "In front of her, we are father and daughter, you don't want to show your flaws." ”

"I understand."

"Is there anything else?" Zelas closed the book on the table and asked faintly.

"Me." Anchen slowly put the plate on the table: "I made some food." ”

His brow furrowed slightly, and Zelas looked a little impatient, the vegetable soup he ate in the morning made him uncomfortable until now: "I said, I don't need to eat. ”

“···” An Chen was silent for a moment and lowered his head: "Hmm... I'm sorry. ”

"Alright." Waving his hand in displeasure, Zelas said, "You go back first, and carry what I gave you." ”

"I see." Anchen quietly left the room, and the door was gently shut.

Leaning back in his chair, Zelas sat by the window, the sound of the rain irritating him a little. Ash's presence is a nuisance, but he doesn't like it.

After a while, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the plate on the table. On the plate is a steaming bowl of rice, wrapped in an egg roll with a smiling face drawn in ketchup.

"Bang bang bang." The rain blurred the windows.

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Zelaston paused, silently picked up the spoon on his plate, and put a mouthful of rice into his mouth, chewing slowly.