"It seems that the owner of this shop is quite familiar with you, he should know your identity as the Pope, right? After all, he is so powerful, and among the strong, there will always be a kind of attraction in the dark. Gloom said.

"He does know. We've known each other for a long time, hundreds of years. He's really strong, almost as strong as I am. Cyril Victor nodded and admitted.

"Such a peerless powerhouse would actually go to such a place and open a small shop that doesn't even have a signboard and customers can count on both hands, and he can't make a lot of money, and he can't even support himself. What the hell do you think he's trying to do?" asked in bewilderment.

"I must tell you unambiguously that any presumptuous conclusion is not right until it has been verified and definite evidence has been obtained. ”

"Oh?" said the Pope, and he was suddenly interested.

"Isn't that right? Could it be that he can earn money back with just a few of your customers?" He didn't believe it, he didn't think that the owner of this shop could make money on the cost and living expenses with just a few customers, if that was the case, how amazing the profit was?

The Pope didn't speak, maybe he didn't want to, or maybe he knew it was useless for him to say.

He has a shortcoming, that is, he is very stubborn, as long as it is what he believes, others usually cannot change the attitude in his heart.

......

The door of the shop opened again, and the cold wind of the Holy City blew in at night, giving people goosebumps, but it was also refreshing.

Staying in a warm room always makes people feel drowsy.

There were four little children, three little boys and a little girl, and I think they were the four guests that the Pope had said were besides them.

"Mr. Boss, Mr. Boss, here we come!" cried out to the four children in unison. They were wearing thick jackets, their little faces were red from the cold, and there was a little boy with a runny nose.

"Oh, all right, little devils, you'd better take off your clothes and hang them on hangers, or you'll get burned out. I'm sure you know where the hangers are. The shopkeeper held out his head, hidden in the hood and black mist, from the kitchen and said, "Slug, don't forget to wipe your snot clean." Also, don't forget to wash your hands. ”

"Yes, Mr. Boss!" replied the runny little boy, stamping his foot, as if he had been trained by a commander for the first time.

"It seems that the owner of this shop likes children very much. Sylvia said. Her eyes gleamed pink. Looking at her like this, I knew that Sylvia probably regarded these four children as small animals similar to little squirrels and rabbits.

Sylvia thought the four little ones were cute, but the Pope didn't think they were any symbol of good luck. In fact, he was afraid to avoid these four goblins.

"Oh my God, why did you call the four little ones over too?" Cyril Victor's face turned bitter melon as he looked at the four little children who were hanging their clothes on the hanger one by one, their size reaching only to his waist.

"Old immortal, did those little ones provoke you?" asked the Pope, puzzled.

"Not really, they didn't provoke me. The Pope shook his head and denied it.

"Can you tell me why your face is so green?" asked Gloom.

The answer to this question will be known when you finish eating. "The Pope doesn't want to say anything more now. He looked at his purse and wept silently.

At this time, the four children hung their coats on the hanger and began to look around the room.

"Look, there's an elf sister!" said the little girl, pointing suddenly at Sylvia.

"Hi little ones. Sylvia smiled and waved her hand to say hello to the children.

"Hello, elf sister!" said the other three little boys.

"There are not only elf sisters here, but also demon brothers. Gloomy poked a head out of Sylvia's side. Since his hood had been pulled down by the shopkeeper, a pair of small pitch-black ones stood on top of his head, making it easy to tell his race at a glance.

"Wow! There are demons!, Mr. Boss, help!" the four children screamed in shock, then hugged each other and formed a big meat ball.

"Giggles...... Sylvia chuckled, "Dark, you're scaring them." ”

His dark eyelids drooped, and he said very dissatisfiedly: "Really, I just know that I look good at the elf sister." Aren't my demon brothers handsome? Why are they so happy when they see you, and scared me half to death when they see me?"

In fact, there was still a sentence in his heart that he didn't say: "You little guys, don't you know that the elf sister is also the demon brother? No matter how beautiful it is, it is not for you to see." ”

If Sylvia had known, she would have laughed and said that he had fallen into the vinegar vat.

The jealous shadow demon will not let even children go.

"Oh, kids, don't worry, he's not malicious, you don't have to. The shopkeeper came out with two baskets in his hand, one containing two pots and the other with one pot. The soup is in the pot, and there are dishes threaded with wooden skewers inside, and it looks like it is full of portions.

"Mom said that demons like to eat human flesh the most. The little girl said fearfully.

"Nonsense, human flesh is not delicious at all!" he defended himself in a categorical manner. He did have the capital to defend himself, because when he first came out of the abyss, he took a bite of the human heart, and found that the thing was really not delicious.

"The devil doesn't just eat human flesh, he's not as cute as the elf sister!" said the little boy called Slug, snorting.

"But you have to know that even the elf sister is the demon brother! no matter how good-looking your elf sister is, it is also for the demon brother!"

"Poof, what are you jealous of with a child? Sylvia smiled and squeezed her dark arm, but her heart was sweet.

"Hmph!" Tsundere twisted her head to the side.

The shopkeeper put the pot in the magic restraint area in front of the three of them, and said, "Okay, little devils, if he dares to mess around, I'll clean him up, he can't beat me." Now, you four sit down in my chair. ”

Three black lines appeared on his forehead, and he said in his heart: "Could it be that I came here to let you clean up?"

Of course, the shopkeeper doesn't care about that. He made a gesture of please and said, "Exquisite skewers of incense, please use it slowly." ”