The strong man stared at the round eyes, delighted, looking at the food piled up in front of him, rubbing his hands together, I don't know where to enter, the lyre boy was also surprised, Zhenqiang was also stunned, only Tagore was calm, any food to him was no different from the mushrooms in the labyrinth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Master, please enjoy the food." Plato said.

Zhenqiang stretched out his hand to get the chicken leg, but the chicken leg was suddenly taken away, and at first glance, it was the strong man, and he wanted to get a duck, but the duck was suddenly taken away, and then he saw that it was still the strong man, and he reached out to get the mutton, and the piece of mutton was taken away, and then he saw that it was the strong man, and he went to get the pork leg again, and the big man suddenly shouted: "That's my favorite pork leg meat, don't touch it!" ”

Zhenqiang saw that the big man was biting the mutton in the mouth of the chicken in his left hand and the duck in his right hand, and his eyes were staring at the pig's leg, and the big man suddenly found that Zhenqiang was really staring at himself, and said strangely: "Hey, why don't you eat, eat, what is polite, what is polite to our brothers, come and eat!" Said he took a big bite of the chicken leg in his hand and put it on a really strong plate and said, "Come, eat!" Brother, I take care of you! ”

Zhenqiang looked at the unrecognizable chicken leg that was bitten on his plate, and said to the lyre boy: "Whatever you want to eat, you take it first, otherwise you will have no bones later." ”

The boy smiled and said, "I just need some snacks." ”

Zhenqiang looked at the two heroes of the strong man and Tagore and devoured it and said: "Don't be polite to them, the more polite you are to them, the more cruel you are to yourself." ”

As he spoke, he took a plate of five-spiced cloud chicken, seven-sauce dyed sweetfish, crispy soup duck, crispy mutton shank, pearl danlu jade cake, plus various melons and fruits, and took it to the young man and said: "You hide it quickly, there will be no you one step later, and it is a complete waste for them to eat it." The boy should have watched as he was overwhelmed with food for himself.

Zhenqiang himself also grabbed three plates of delicious food, and when he took a bite, his mouth was immediately full of fragrance, nourishing and strengthening his body, refreshing his mind, and he praised it and said: "Plato, it's so delicious, you used to have several masters who were chefs." “

Plato replied, "There are more than thirty cooks, three of whom are the best gourmets, one is called the Great Immortal of Cuisine, one is called the King of Gourmet Flavors, and one is even more powerful, called ......"

"Gourmet Terminator?" Zhenqiang asked even after eating.

"More powerful than the food terminator, called Doomsday-Beauty-Food-Home." Platonic word word-to-word.

As soon as they heard this name, it was extraordinary, and several people were stunned for a while, and after looking at each other, the elite man only hated himself and couldn't separate his mouth and asked, "Yes...... Be...... Be...... What the...... What the...... Meaning......? ”

"It's that after eating his delicacies, your end will come." Plato's Way.

"Why!" The four of them were so surprised that they all forgot the food in their mouths.

"Because as long as you eat the food he makes, you don't want to eat anything else, and your end is coming." Plato explained. "Therefore, there are not a few people who eat the food he makes and starve to death, people love and fear him, and no one dares to eat wherever he goes, for fear of eating his food by mistake and starving to death."

It's strange to bite a chicken leg.

"It's a pity that I starved to death later." Plato's face was full of sorrow.

"Why?" The four of them stopped at the same time and asked in surprise.

"Because I brought bad luck, a gust of wind blew all kinds of spices into the food, and as a result, he made the best food in the world, so that he didn't want to eat the other food he made after eating, but the ratio of that mix was blown by the wind, and he couldn't mix it, and the result was ......." Plato shrugged his shoulders and said, "He himself starved to death." ”

The four of them looked at each other with chickens, ducks, and fish, and said worriedly: "We won't starve to death in the future, right?" ”

"Oh, master, that ingredient ratio is made by the wind, and I don't know it, so I can't make it." Plato said.

The four of them breathed a sigh of relief and continued to eat.

Zhenqiang asked, "We don't know your name yet, what is your name?" ”

"I am a wandering swordsman named Balon Hamel Zariak." The elite man said.

“……。” It's really strong and dazed.

"My name is Morivenza Teltro." The seven-stringed boy said.

“……。” Zhenqiang was dazed for a while, and said, "Why are your names so long, are they all nobles?" ”

"Bah, what kind of bullshit aristocracy, if you want me to be me, I'd rather be at ease and wander the world." Strong swordsman Baron Hamel. Zariak said.

"Ba ...... What's that called...... you've been to a lot of places? Zhenqiang asked.

"Balon Hammel-Zariak." The strong man said his name again and said: "Yes, I have been to the mountains around here, the countries outside the mountains, where there is a war, I will go, I heard that this city is going to be besieged by orcs, so I came, so I will make money, hehe." ”

"That...... Abba ....... "Zhenqiang couldn't remember his name.

"My name is Balon Hamel Zaryak, not Aba." The strong man said again.

"Ba ...... Zha ......, your name is too long for me to remember. Zhenqiang said: "Ba ...... You...... Stab...... I'll call you Balzac. ”

"It doesn't matter, as long as you don't call Abba it." Balzac, a strong man, was quite bold, munching heavily, and eating meat rather than talking.

Zhenqiang looked at the reincarnated lyre boy and said, "Your name is Mo Li......." ”

The boy smiled and said, "Morivenza-Teltro. ”

"Mo ...... Stab....... Zhenqiang immediately clapped his hands and shouted: "I thought of a good name, I'll call you Mozart, you play the piano, he also plays the piano, although it is not a kind of piano, but they are all engaged in music careers." ”

The young man looked embarrassed and bowed his head and said nothing.

Plato grinned and flew over and said, "If you don't want to, you can't take this food." ”

"Alright then, you call me Mozart." Looking at the food in front of him, the heavy melancholy in the eyes of the young Mozart seemed to disappear forever.

"Mozart, if you have anything on your mind, tell me about it, and I may be able to help you." Zhenqiang remembered that Nicole's chapter of victory could mobilize the army, and he was the reincarnation of Yuanmo, and Zhenqiang was even more familiar with him.

"Yes, brother, everyone is eating at the same table, who are you going to beat, kill, rob, burn, smash, even if you open your mouth, you won't take a penny." Balzac said, nibbling on a leg of lamb.

Mozart laughed: "I have no enemies. ”

"Then why do you call your face sad and sullen?" Zhenqiang asked.

Mozart bowed his head and remained silent.

It's really strong, and it's hard to ask again if he doesn't say it. After the four of them finished eating, they discussed how to escape.

Mozart was innocent by nature and exclaimed, "What! You don't have any money! He said that he took out the money on his body, a total of several copper plates.

"Who said I don't have any money." As he spoke, Balzac took out the two copper plates that had been deceived and drunk, checked them, and then put them in his pocket.

"No, I can't do this, Sendaphne would be angry if she knew, I can't ask for this food." Mozart was surprised.

When Zhenqiang heard the name, he asked, "Who is Sendaphne?" ”

"This ...... This...... She was...... She was....... "Mozart is at a loss, and it's not easy to ask questions.

The other four were now attentive, engrossed, and listened carefully.

"It's your wife!?" Balzac opened his mouth and said.

"No, no, no, no, no, it's my sister." Mozart said hurriedly, his childish depth and panic.

He is like a god in archery, but he is willing to sit on the ground and play the piano, for the sake of that Sendaphne, Zhenqiang thought vaguely.

"Mozart, I'm older than you, listen to the eldest brother, you actually care, if there is something big brother, I will resist." Balzac said with a pat on the chest.

"How many of you don't have the money to pay the bills?" Here the shopkeeper came and said.

"Yes! Lao Tzu has no money to pay the bills! What do you think! Balzac stood up with a slap on the table, and shouted with his sword.

"Uncle is angry, I'm not here to ask for money, that uncle just taught us a cooking method that the chef has never heard of and never seen, the guests in the store have ordered, and the price of the dishes in the small shop has increased a lot, we are grateful, so this table of meals should be thanked to everyone, and no money will be charged." The boss said.

Hearing that he would not collect money, Balzac was full of confidence, took out two copper plates and slapped them on the table with a "snap" and said: "It's not that we don't have money, it's that you don't collect it." ”

Then put two more copper plates in his pocket.

When Zhenqiang heard that he didn't charge money, his confidence was obviously sufficient, and he wanted to take this opportunity to try the role of Nicole's Victory Chapter, so he took it out and said:

"Boss, look at this."

When the boss saw the seven words on the gold coin, he was immediately shocked, and knelt on the ground with a "flutter" and said: "It turns out that the adult has arrived, and the villain does not know, please forgive the adult, please forgive the adult." ”

Balzac and Mozart were surprised when they saw the scene in front of them, they didn't expect Zhenqiang to have such a big background, and the people around them were also surprised when they saw it, and they stopped eating and looked here, Zhenqiang himself was also surprised, this victory chapter really worked, but he wanted to confirm it carefully and asked:

"Do you know what this is?"

The boss knelt on the ground and said: "My lord, this is the gold medal of King Seon Philip, how can we not know that the person who holds the gold medal, such as the king is new, has the power of the king, and the villain really does not know, please forgive me." ”

The scene in front of them was unexpected, Mozart and Balzac looked at him in shock, this person who eats the overlord's meal has king-like power.

Zhenqiang was frightened when he first heard Yasha talk about the purpose of the Victory Chapter, but now he was in a trance when he saw the scene in front of him, thinking that this Victory Chapter really had a purpose, and asked, "How do you know that this is King Philip's gold medal, if it is a fake." ”

"My lord, the technology of making gold coins is only available to the royal family, and ordinary people can't take out such a large gold medallion, and there are seven words written on it, 'King Seon Philip', how dare the villain disobey it," said the tavern owner.