"Try this apple pie, it's the most popular dish in my hometown."

Using the mage's hand to hand a piece of candied fruit pie mixed with jam filling to the seated maiden god, the "Pale Ghost" behaved like a chef simply waiting for diners to appreciate the food, his smile and language were not mixed with any ridicule or hostility at all, and the sunny friendly feeling was like a ray of the sun reflected in the empty palace

Aztlan was a good faction professional, and even in the face of a potential enemy, he was able to maintain a sincere and friendly smile to entertain the "smile" that made him walk into a banquet.

Although it is widely known that "a tolerant banquet for guests who come for any purpose" is a well-known and basic style at the banquet of the aristocracy, in reality there are very few nobles who can do this.

In contrast, the behavior and actions of the white-robed mage at this time were enough to be called the highest standard of "benevolent nobles", because what he said about "everyone who comes is a guest" is not just a simple talk like an ordinary nobleman, and Aztlan really has no hostility or unfriendliness towards the stalker of "Smile" at this time.

But...... Regardless of whether the caster of the feast on his enemies maintains a friendly attitude, the "smile" as the "feasted" will never let his guard down.

Even though it seems that Aztlan does not have the ability or desire to attack the exposed girl god now, this does not mean that "Smile" has lost his hostility to the "enemy" in front of him.

Facing Aztran, who didn't know what to do, the girl god was ready to fight at any time, and she didn't have the heart to taste the apple pie in front of her now.

So, after taking a look at the sweet delicacy with jam, "Smile" gently reached out and pushed aside the plate of apple pie, then raised his head and cautiously said to the white-robed mage:

"Thank you for your kindness, but the concubine doesn't like to taste the "dessert", maybe a "main course" that is presented as soon as possible is more in line with the concubine's taste"!

Suggestive words rang out between the lips and teeth of the maiden god, and the long dining table, illuminated by the hall lights, fell into a dead silence for a moment.

At this moment, the apprentices who were sitting at the dining table and about to pick up their knives and forks were already too frightened to come out, and a good banquet had suddenly turned into a confrontation between two legendary professionals, and every word of the two "big guys" still hid a huge murderous intent and temptation.

Unconsciously, the increasingly silent atmosphere began to dissipate the warmth brought by the lights, and the galloping zither strings seemed to have sounded the horn of war.

Perhaps, in the next second, a battle that breaks out in an instant will engulf all the seemingly sumptuous and delicious food, and the entire White Rock City will be transformed into a battlefield of legendary powerhouses in an instant............

Fortunately, Aztlan was a sane mage, not a fierce battle maniac, and although the look of "Smile" as if he was looking for a flaw and ready to assault at any time made people feel very uncomfortable, the white-robed mage who never thought of starting the battle did not respond to the nervous "smile" with strong actions.

Looking at the porcelain plate pushed away by the maiden god, Aztron, whose expression was very calm and breezy throughout, just retook an apple pie from the dining cart pushed away by the servant, and then said in a soft tone while cutting the puff pastry stained with jam with a dinner knife:

"There is a person who once said that ambition is the driving force for progress, and desire is the meaning of survival...... It still sounded very emotional, and as a young man, I gravitated towards this idea - I wanted to gain more knowledge, I wanted to become incomparably stronger, and I embarked on a long journey under the pretext of curiosity, but ............"

Putting a small piece of apple pie stained with sparkling apple sauce in his mouth, the white-robed mage squinted his eyes and swallowed slowly.

“...... Now I understand that too much pursuit will only make me miss out on many more wonderful scenery, those touted fame, power, power are not what I want, until I was imprisoned in this huge cage, until I understood the fact that I could not leave, and I had time to calm down and think, I found those landscapes that really met my heart's expectations. ”

Swallowing the sweet food in his mouth, Aztlan looked very sincere at the "smiling" red pupils.

"See this apple pie? When I was a child, I was the first in line to inherit a large aristocratic family, and this apple pie is the famous "food for the poor" in our small plane...... It was very, very tasty, but it was so cheap that it was considered "untouchable" by the aristocracy............ You know, when I was a child, I longed to taste this kind of apple pie that only the low-ranking servants of the family ate deliciously.

However, I quickly forgot about it because I was so busy at the time, and I never found time to try this delicious food...... It wasn't until I was finally locked up in this isolated cage that I, as a legendary mage, put this extremely simple recipe into my mouth."

After a self-deprecating smile, Aztlan's tone became much lighter, perhaps he thought that the girl god would let go of some of the "strong obsessions" when he was now in a cage and faced with mortality, and the white-robed mage seemed to be trying to convey some of his own "hermitage" concepts to "smile".

Although it is more than ninety percent likely that these words were just a prelude to his true purpose, Aztran's tone was very sincere throughout.

Especially when talking about his thoughts on "apple pie", the white-robed mage with a bright smile spread his hands and made a relaxing movement............

It can be seen that all the feelings that the legendary mage said are indeed a summary of his inner concept.

"When I tasted the apple pie I was looking forward to for the first time in my life, I realized a lot of truths that I had overlooked - we always forgot our original intention when we were busy pursuing desires and interests, and we also forgot many subtle and beautiful things that had been missed............ If there is no hope for the future, then why don't we take the "present" seriously............?

In the concubine's body and mind, only climbing to the top of the world is the most interesting thing, and your thoughts are nothing more than cowardly evasions that dare not face reality............ Enough is enough! The concubine body doesn't want to listen to this nonsense, now let's talk about your real purpose, don't tell me that you, a legendary-level spellcaster, will expect the "mouth cannon" to impress the concubine body!

In the face of Aztlan's sincere "brainwashing", the ambitious girl god is completely indifferent.

Clearly, the young god Aztlán, who thought she was imprisoned in a magical lock and unable to return to the kingdom of God, had come to terms with death, and a legendary professional who was "utterly desperate" was likely to agree with his view of "timely pleasure".

But it's a pity that he underestimated the ambition of "Smile", and also underestimated the "plug-in" of punk, and the "Smile" of others is far from falling into the abyss of despair, and the "great truth" carefully prepared by the white-robed mage has not come in handy at all............