Prince Palatine is definitely a talent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Originally, he and Ophelia were already chatting uncomfortably, and Lin Qiu didn't expect him to escalate the embarrassment. After Ophelia delivered him the fatal blow, there was silence for about a minute before Paladin muttered, "Oh, I see, haha, I'm thinking too much, I'm thinking too much." ”

His smile was the finishing touch to the awkward atmosphere.

Actually, Ophelia already wanted to slip away, and Prince Palatine also wanted to slip away, but for the sake of the royal family's face, they had to sit face to face with a false smile and carry out this embarrassing feast. Ebel saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, and he could only hope that the craftsmanship of the boss of Empisse would make it back.

Soon, though, he was disappointed.

The two transitioned from not saying a word to:

"Well, this dish tastes good and has a lot of character. ”

"yes, yes. ”

"You haven't tasted the specialties of the Glorious Country, have you?"

"yes, yes. ”

It's better not to speak!

This time it was Ebel's turn to flip the table, and the owner of Empisa had a really good job, but no amount of delicious dishes could save these two embarrassed people. He hadn't found out before, but now that he looked at it, he realized that his sister was actually a powerful topic terminator.

He and Paladin were old friends, so he could see at a glance the meaning of Paladin's face at the moment.

The last time he was stabbed by an enemy assassin, he had this expression.

"Hey, is this the legendary 'battlefield chef'?" Finally, the admiration outside the door broke the suffocating embarrassment, and under the leadership of the waiter, the extremely ostentatiously dressed young man walked into the hall in a loud voice. He wore an orange feather jacket on his upper body, and walked with a pair of looped legs, which was very magical. He had a boastful knife tied to his belt, and I don't know if it was an illusion, Lin Qiu always felt that there were still undried blood marks left on the blade.

Seeing the young man enter the door, Paladin also stopped talking awkwardly, and looked at the comer with obvious disgust.

The young man was not like an ordinary gentleman, and with every step he took, the strong scoring force pressed down on the surroundings, and the diners lowered their heads one after another, not even daring to look at him.

The young man's movements are flamboyant and exaggerated, and his gestures are full of a domineering wind.

Lin Qiu had never seen such a flamboyant person, and the pressure that spread invisibly seemed to remind everyone all the time that this young man who was not young was a Templar.

"Prince Dima, your position is in ......"

"I'm sitting here. When passing by Lin Qiu and the others' table, the young man suddenly stopped, and his gaze at Phoenix crossed a different color: "I believe you have no opinion, right?"

Dima didn't give Lin Qiu and the others any time to refuse, and as he spoke, he pulled out his chair and sat down on his own. Then, without the consent of Lin Qiu and the others, he picked up the fork and feasted on it. Dima's eating appearance is extremely rude, as if she has not eaten for a long time and stuffs the food on the table into her mouth.

"I'm very sorry, I'll find a place for you again......" The waitress who was in charge of picking up Dima was about to cry, how could she have imagined that this prince who did not play cards according to common sense would sit directly in the seat of the already guests, but these two guests were still the guests of the boss of Empisse.

"Wait a minute. Dima's voice was cold, and the knife used to cut the steak was forced, and the delicate porcelain plate cracked countless cracks, but he didn't care about putting the beef mixed with broken porcelain pieces into his mouth and chewing it. Swallowing the beef, Dima finally wiped her mouth satisfied: "Hey—what do you mean by that?"

His fierce gaze stared at the waiter: "I finally met a pleasing diner, didn't your boss teach you that it is rude to disturb others when you eat?"

"I'm just ......"

"No, it's just that. Dima sneered: "There is no need for a servant who can't even entertain guests. ”

As the words fell, the knife in his hand turned abruptly and slashed straight at the waiter's throat.

The faces of the three people at Ophelia's table changed, and Julius, who was closest to Dima, had reached for the saber at his waist, but in the blink of an eye, the sharp tip of the knife was close to the waiter's throat.

Miss!

The man's hand was too fast, and the blow was too sudden, I'm afraid that before he could draw his sword, the knife had already entered the waiter's throat, right?

"Bump—"

The half-moon-shaped arc intercepted in front of Dima's dining knife, and after blocking Dima's surprise attack, Lin Qiu took advantage of the situation to push a waiter who couldn't move. She sat on the ground with her butt on her head, her legs shaking. The confrontation between them made Lin Qiu's right hand holding the knife tremble, although the effect of Susan's anesthetic was just over one aspect, but the speed and strength of the other party showed that he was not a Templar with no nicking power at all, and the fierceness between the knives was definitely honed after countless fights.

What's more, Dima's knife is not a threat, but really wants the waiter's life!

The table knife in Lin Qiu's hand was bounced out, and finally nailed to the round table not far away.

The surrounding diners were terrified, but none of them dared to leave. They were afraid that the mad Prince Dima would kill them.

"Tsk, it looks like you're in good health. Dima glanced at the wheelchair not far from Lin Qiu's stool and said.

Lin Qiu's inner thoughts were much richer.

In this imperial capital, there are really fanatics who dare to kill people indiscriminately in the imperial capital, and they are also the princes of a certain kingdom.

"I've long found you guys interesting, especially this chick on the table......"

Dima showed his fanatic side to the fullest, throwing the dinner knife in his hand and standing up directly from his chair. Both hands had already drawn out the praise knife, and slashed down towards Lin Qiu without reservation: "Thank you for your hospitality, if you have any last words, I will try to help you finish." ”

The blade of the sword was skewed, the white flames splashed, and the sparks burned through the table in an instant, and scorching marks appeared on the delicate carpet in an instant.

"Stop!" Stien saw such a hot scene as soon as she entered the door with her men who had finished their duties. And the young man who fell from Dima was actually the same teenager she had just met!

He listened to his own advice and came to the "Battlefield Chef".

Stian's harmony didn't make Dima pause for even half a second, and the blade he was blocked turned around and fell like a storm on Lin Qiu, who was sitting in the chair, again.

"I'll let you stop!" Stienne was also angry, she couldn't think about why the young man who was still in a wheelchair before could deal with Dima's slashing without changing his face, but the emperor was the territory of the church, and the inquisitor army was the enforcer of the church. But she didn't take a few steps before she stopped.

Because Dima's slash also stopped.

The tip of the sword, burning with exuberant white flames, stopped in front of his neck, and he could feel the terrifying, scorching temperature. Dima had no doubt that with a little force, the long sword would pierce his throat directly.

"Pay attention, friends, this is the imperial capital. ”