"Your Excellency, I won't bother!" the eyes of the audience were fixed on Gasman, especially the many official arcanists who were looking at him with strange eyes. With a gloomy face, he put down a sentence, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait, Mr. Garshman is such an elite, I hope you can lead the team to be stationed in the crater of Talon County!" Bahrain's faint voice floated from behind him, and at this moment Gasman was 100% sure that this Bahrain, who had suddenly returned to the sea of blood, had deep malice towards him from his wife's student days.

The vignette of the banquet didn't attract much attention, and in the eyes of the official arcanists, a bloodline knight who could not be more ordinary than the promising young arcanist of Bahrain was no match at all. Whatever Bahrain's interest in the Ranger was, there was no need for anyone to get involved.

This world is the world of the Arcanists after all, and the Arcanists are the absolute ruling class who stand at the top of the pyramid and look down on all beings.

After the banquet, Bahrain and the skinny freckled female accountant go to Alice's funeral. For this tragic girl, Bahrain felt a little guilty in his heart. On the contrary, the two werewolves got along with Alice a lot, and their faces were full of sadness at the moment.

Leaving Alice's funeral, Bahrain bought a lot of ingredients from the grocery store and returned to the hotel with four or five paper bags full of ingredients.

Today Bahrain is going to make a dinner with his own hands, and he is waiting for a guest to arrive.

Gently crack the egg shell and pour the egg into the egg splitter. The egg whites drain through the strainer, leaving only the yolks in a bowl filled with small half flour.

Dada......

Balin quickly whisk the remaining egg whites with a whisk until the clear egg whites are covered with a thin layer of foam, then pour in a little white sugar and continue to stir quickly.

Soon the egg whites are stirred into a thick, white foam.

Put the frothy egg whites, cheese, butter in a flour bowl and pour in some more milk.

Bahrain stood alone in the open kitchen of his hotel suite, concentrating on the stirring. Stir all the processed ingredients thoroughly.

The entire city is in the grip of an energy crisis, and what was once a brightly lit city is now darkened at night. Only a few buildings still have light spills, and in this vast area of darkness, this little light is particularly luxurious.

Tuk, tuk

There was a slight knock on the door behind him.

The hands that were concentrating on stirring suddenly slammed, and a strange smile outlined the corners of Bahrain's mouth.

Gently lower the whisk and the metal bowl filled with the paste-like ingredients. After tidying up his clothes slightly, Balin turned and walked to the door.

The hotel's wooden door opens softly, revealing a gust of cold air blowing into the room.

"Hello Christine, please come in!"

Balin smiled and looked at the slim woman outside the door, as expected.

"No need, I'll just say a few words and leave!" Christine's whole beautiful face at this moment was full of anger. A pair of eyes looked at Bahrain coldly.

"Come on, I'm making cheesecake. You used to like to eat!" Barin stretched out his big hand to take the woman's bag, but he grabbed it. The woman took a half-step back in disgust, dodging Barin's outstretched hand.

"No, I'm here to ask......" The woman frowned, clearly expressing her disgust and resistance to Bahrain.

Without saying anything more, Balin just left the door open, turned around and walked back inside.

Christine stood in the doorway, exhaled a deep breath, and finally reluctantly approached Bahrain's room.

Her family is not poor, but it is definitely not rich. Got into Princeton University with her talent. Originally, she and Bahrain belonged to two very different circles, but her beauty conquered Bahrain, and finally became his girlfriend under Bahrain's fierce pursuit.

Look at the luxurious hotel suites in front of you and feel the bright lights and warm heating. At a time when the entire city is in the midst of an energy crisis, it is even more extravagant.

Christine had never stayed in such a luxurious suite, not even in the hotel where she was married to Gasman.

silently sighed in his heart, and was about to say something. Bahrain's voice came: "Sit down, the cake will be fine in a while!"

"What the hell do you want to do, Balin?" Christine couldn't help but ask, clearly and with some excitement. She didn't listen to Bahrain, just stood in front of the soft sofa and asked coldly.

Pour the paste-like mixture into the oven mold, open the oven with the mold in your hand, and adjust the temperature and time of the oven.

The door to the room was still open, and cold air was constantly invading.

Slippers on the soft carpet and reaching for the door shut.

"No need to close the door!" Christine became more and more excited: "What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry!" Balin spat out two words. It seems that there is no awareness of the woman's anxious emotions at all. Turn around and walk into the bedroom.

Soon, Balin walked back to the living room with a few beautiful women's clothes: "I bought you a few clothes, do you like it?"

"I'm married, I'm married, do you understand?" Christine looked at Balin with a complicated expression and sighed, "Is that okay?

"No!" Bahrain shook his head, "otherwise why do you think I did this today?"

"It's impossible for us, don't you understand?" Christine was in a very irritable mood, and her voice was a little sharp.

"The world beyond the sea of blood is dangerous, you should know it. Otherwise you wouldn't have come to me. You don't want him to be sent out of the blood by me!" Balin sat on the couch and set aside his beautiful women's clothes. Reach out and light a cigar! The rich aroma of cigars wafts through the room.

"Yes, what are you going to do to let us go?" Christine suddenly understood a lot, and a thought gradually became clear in her mind, and she quickly confirmed it. But she didn't want to be led by the nose by Bahrain, she loved her husband, so she had to fight to the death: "You should know that we don't have much money as a couple ......"

Reaching out and slowly stroking the fabric of the woman's dress next to him, as if he was caressing the skin of the woman who was about to put on it. Balin smiled slightly mockingly: "Christine, can you stop pretending, since you are here, can you still not know what I want?"

"But I'm married!" yelled Christine.

"If you don't want to be a widow!" said Balin, half-lying on the couch with a cigar in his hand, smiling at Christine. It's just this smile that makes her creepy.

"I don't have to feel guilty anymore! I made the right decision to be with him in the first place. You're fucking disgusting!" Now that the apportionment has been made, Christine no longer has to suppress her anger.

"In the past two days, I have done a survey. It turns out that your brother is also in the army. What a coincidence......" Barin said slowly, reaching out for two papers from the coffee table drawer in front of him.

One had signed the name of Bahrain for an order to send Gasman to the crater in Talon County, and the other was blank with an order to send Christine's brother to the crater.

"I haven't signed this document yet, the decision is up to you!"

Still smiling at Christine, Barin reached out and pushed the two documents in front of the woman.

"Bang!" the moment the handbag fell to the ground and the two documents appeared in her sight, she felt all her strength be withdrawn.

It's late at night......

Outside the cemetery, a gloomy wind suddenly blew out.

In the dark, there seemed to be a door that opened open. Two illusory figures, one black and one white, floated out of the gate. The tall hat has several square runes carved into it.

If there are creatures in the desolate world, they will definitely be able to recognize these runes here: "Fortune at first sight"

Black and white impermanence!