For the upcoming fight, Marcos didn't have much to think about. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe only thing he needs to do is hold on to the sword in his hand, and you'd better not show a flaw in front of those magic puppets that won't give you any chance. If you really have irreparable consequences due to some kind of negligence, then it is better to pray that they do not have time to pay attention to you.

The two spent a calm and enjoyable afternoon with the likes of Mirna and Umma, which made them feel good. It's always nice to have some leisure time like this without worrying about anything, because it banishes all frustration and negativity, and it mediates your life and mood.

Maffeo had to admit that the suburbs of the West Coast were indeed a very beautiful place, and everywhere he could see the beauty that could only be seen in books, and there was a natural beauty in this place, just like the proud works of painters.

In the evening, the two were separated from Mirna and Uma at the entrance of the Academy of Magic. The latter had to go back to their own dormitory, perhaps knowing in their hearts that they would not stay in this academy for long, and they had never forgotten what was hidden in their hearts, and that was something they could not escape. As for Maffeo and Marcos, they will at least be able to enjoy a good dinner on the West Coast before tomorrow's battle.

Without inviting anyone and without being invited by anyone, the two came to a restaurant located across the commercial street. The meat is said to have the most delicious taste of any restaurant on the West Coast, and Maffeo doesn't know anything about cooking, but he can still guarantee that he still knows a little bit about the taste of food.

Marcos has to say that every time he browses the menu, he has a sense of joy and sorrow, and it is difficult for him to make the best choice between the wallet and the food, but if he had to say, he, like Maffeo, cannot resist the dishes that are enough to make the mouth of the water to a certain extent. This is perhaps one of the characteristics of the people of Wille, who were at least eight adults in their childhood companions, who were all foodies in the same way, after all, it is always a wonderful feeling to enjoy food.

After much deliberation, the two finally ordered a grilled glazer steak each. Most gourmets once thought that the West Coast Glar beef cattle were far superior to the Rustrousse Fenterke, much to the displeasure of many Delos, but in fact the gourmets were right. Although the Delos still have the capital that they are proud of on this continent, that is, swordsmanship.

Marcos has always wanted to try the West Coast's unique Cloucam cheese sauce, and probably most people have doubts about whether this strange sauce can make the steak taste even better, but there's no doubt that it's the hottest steak sauce on the West Coast, and no one can deny it. From the first day he arrived on the West Coast, Marcos wanted to taste what this peculiar sauce tasted like on top of the steak. It's a pity that for various reasons he failed to fulfill his wishes, but now, the opportunity is at hand.

Maffeo was at the utmost cautious level, not even wanting to give a second glance at the strange sauce, so he chose his favorite ketchup. This provoked Marcos' usual ridicule, who thought that Maffeo was still far behind in terms of food.

The Claucam cheese sauce is served in a silver cup-shaped vessel, which seems to match the color of the sauce in the cup. Under Maffeo's disdainful gaze, Marcos couldn't wait to pour it on his own portion of the Glar steak. As the name suggests, the characteristic aroma of cheese fills Marcos' nostrils in an instant.

Now, it's time for you to enjoy your own "food". Maffeo said disdainfully.

Marcos glanced at him, "If Grar's steak can't stop your beak, maybe I should treat you to cabbage." ”

"I'd never eat that kind of thing, what kind of vegetables are suitable for human consumption? My answer is never. Maffeo replied without a doubt.

"Yes, so sooner or later you're going to get the scurvy that only the sailors of the seafaring will get it. Marcos grimaced, and then didn't want to talk too much anymore, he was about to start enjoying his share of the food.

Without saying a word, Maffeo gently bit the beef in his mouth, watching Marcos eat the Graar steak drizzled with Claucam cheese juice, and the other party did not feel unpalatable, on the contrary, his expression was very satisfied. Maffeo had to admit that he was a curious man, so he couldn't help but ask, "Is it really that good? I mean, this cheese sauce is really good for this steak?"

"If you want to try it, you can certainly pay for one yourself. But I don't think I'll want to share this delicacy with you, it's a shame. Marcos teased.

"Bastard......" Maffeo scolded in a low voice.

Usually, adventurers and travelers, as well as mercenaries, would never choose most expensive places to relax. But since it was the last night before the fierce battle, they naturally had to find all kinds of good places to relax. Because after all, they still don't know what their fate will be, whether they will die or live, it all depends on the decision of the future.

Carl put his hands in his pockets to fend off the night winds that blow slightly on the West Coast, and even in this season, the temperature difference between day and night on the West Coast is very different from that of Hutton Marr and Delos. Maybe you only need to wear a thin single coat during the day, but at night you may need a trench coat to protect against the night wind.

He wanders alone through the commercial streets of the West Coast, and with more or less passers-by, Carl clearly has his own goals. After passing a shop selling various alchemy ingredients, his heavy steps stopped, and then he raised his head to look at the sign of the shop in front of him, the West Coast Casino.

Unlike the Celestial Emperors, most of the human city casinos in Arad are legitimized existences, and a considerable number of them have the support of the local aristocracy. At least the Delos Empire can get countless taxes every year through these casinos, and spending all this money on military expenses can strengthen their army to a great extent, which is why their iron hooves can tread most places. Of course, this is also closely related to their own strength.

"It's been a long time since I've played, so I miss it. Karl stood in the doorway, muttering to himself, known only to himself, his tone full of self-deprecation.