Still broke up with Miss Aoi in the same place, and in the next part of the journey, Zhuang Mingge raised his vigilance, looked left and right at the surrounding tree-lined paths, and no one rushed out of the surrounding woods to intercept him.

――As I said, if you have suffered a loss for the first time, you probably wouldn't be stupid enough to try a second time.

Zhuang Mingge breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he was really thinking too much.

By the time I returned to the dormitory, dinner time was almost over, and there were very few students eating in the cafeteria, except for a few who were talking about it, most of them had already left and returned to their rooms.

That's fine, at least you don't have to wait in line.

Zhuang Mingge walked to the window and shouted, "Uncle Pauling, bring me dinner!"

The chef, who was busy with his head down, heard the familiar voice and looked up, and saw Zhuang Mingge standing in front of the window, "It's easy, what do you want to eat, uncle has everything here." ”

"Is there any fish-flavored shredded pork?"

"Nope. The chef's face stiffened slightly

"Where's Kung Pao Chicken?"

"No!" the cook's face darkened.

"Then bring me a piece of back pot meat. ”

"Are you here to find fault, Yi. The chef said stupidly: "Today's dinner is Western food, there is no Chinese food you want, if you want to eat, Uncle will cook it for you tomorrow." ”

Zhuang Mingge smiled and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Uncle Pauling, that ...... Just give me one, whatever you want, I'm already hungry. ”

"Okay, Harman, Harman......" The cook called a few times, and Zhuang Mingge saw a young man running out of the back kitchen, "Are you looking for me, Uncle Pauling." ”

"Yi, this is Harman, a half-race like you, and now he's helping out in the kitchen, Harman, this is the senior I told you about who used to help in the kitchen, Yi. ”

"Hello, Harman, nice to meet you. Zhuang Mingge carefully looked at the other party, from the outside, it should be a mixed British and French, Zhuang Mingge would never recognize it before, in his eyes, Westerners should be the same.

But now, it's clear.

"Hello, easy. ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhuang Mingge always felt that the man named Haman had a little fluttering eyes, as if he was avoiding himself.

――Maybe it's shyness.

"Haman. The chef spoke again, "Go, prepare a No. 9 set for Yi, remember, the most luxurious one." ”

"No, ordinary ones are fine!"

As soon as he talked about a luxurious dinner or something, Zhuang Mingge reflexively remembered a dinner that was all meat and no other food could be seen. Although many days have passed, the dinner is all meat, and I still feel a little disgusting, and I blame Uncle Maiya for bringing too much shadow to him at the beginning.

"So it's good to be ordinary, please, Haman-san. ”

"Well, since Yi said so...... the chef seemed a little unwilling?" "Okay, Harman, let's give Yi a portion of the eighth package." ”

Harman replied absentmindedly, turned and walked back into the kitchen.

Barrett, it's actually Barrett.

Harman felt that his heart was about to jump out, his predecessor was actually Barrett, no wonder the name Yi was so familiar, isn't Barrett's full name called Yi Barrett?

Don't blame me, Barrett, it's your own fault, it's your fault that offends the captain.

Harman put his hand in his pocket and clenched the black bottle containing the longan water, his hands covered with fine sweat.

He took a few deep breaths, pretended to be normal, and strode away, and after a while, he saw a blonde chef, "Sister Arlinn, help me prepare a set meal eight." ”

The blonde chef turned his head in surprise, "Oh, it's Harman, why do you suddenly want Set Eight." ”

"Uncle Pauling told me to take it and give it to Mr. Yi Barrett. ”

"I see, it's easy, you wait a minute, I'll prepare it for you right away. ”

As he spoke, he quickly prepared the No. 8 package and handed it to Haman, "By the way, ask the question mark to Yi for me." ”

"I will. ”

"Wait......"

Suddenly stopped, Haman's palms were suddenly covered with sweat, and he was so nervous that his heart was about to jump out.

"Yes...... Is there something wrong. ”

――I guess I won't be discovered, I guess I won't be discovered.

The thought of this made Haman nervous even more.

"Look at the sweaty way you look, I'll wipe it clean for you!" said he took out a towel to help Haman wipe all the sweat off his forehead, "Okay, let's go." ”

Harman let out a long sigh of relief in his heart, and quickly left the kitchen, in an unknown corner, holding a plate in one hand, while reaching out for his pocket, took out the black bottle, opened it with one hand, and dripped out a few drops of transparent liquid.

It's all your fault, Barrett.

With all this in mind, Harman corked the bottle, put it in his pocket, took a few deep breaths, and strode out.

"Your dinner, Barrett-san. ”

"Thank you. Just when Zhuang Mingge had been waiting for a long time, his dinner finally arrived, and the person who delivered the meal happened to be Haman, whom he met tonight.

He took the dinner and asked, "When did Haman-san come to help out in the kitchen?" ”

"Two days after you left, I made a small mistake at that time, and I was in danger of being deducted credits, and I cried in a corner that no one knew. Harman blushed a little as he recalled, "Then Uncle Maia found out, and he asked me if I wanted to help, and I agreed." ”

"Uncle Maia is a good man. Zhuang Mingge himself also received a lot of care from Uncle Maiya, and couldn't help but smile and say.

Harman also nodded in agreement, "Indeed, Uncle Maia didn't look down on me because I was a half-race, and he helped me, not a good person." ”

So, in a place that Mai Ya didn't know, two men were issued good guy cards in a row.

"By the way, Arlinn's sister asked me to say hello to you. Seeing Zhuang Ming Geguang chatting with him and not eating, Haman couldn't help but be a little anxious, and said this dryly.

"Arlinn-sama. Zhuang Mingge was a little moved, Arlinn is the only woman in the kitchen, typical American, pure-blood, but hospitable, except for a little fat, it seems that she has a son, a daughter, a husband who loves her, and her career and family are very happy.

The son has now graduated from the private school of Yves Saint Laurent and has become an honorable solitary magician.

The daughter is still young, only about ten years old, and follows her husband.

"Well, thank you to Arlinn-sama for me. Zhuang Mingge nodded fiercely and said.

"Well, then, I won't bother you, and please enjoy your own dinner, Barrett-san. Harman stood up and said goodbye, turned around and walked away, and when he looked back at the moment he entered the kitchen, he happened to see Zhuang Mingge eating, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a hint of ridicule, but other smiles.

- I'm sorry, Barrett!

......

At the end of dinner, Zhuang Mingge, who had eaten well, patted his belly and went upstairs to his room.

After a simple wash of his face, he began his homework tomorrow night.

The practice of the cross star.

As usual, he stood by the window, and soon entered a meditative state, his breathing tightened and relaxed, and a silver point of light lit up on his eyebrows, abdomen, left shoulder, and right shoulder.

This is the performance of the Doji after the entry.

As he breathed, the magic rolled, and seemed to echo the stars in the sky.

The four points of light on the body also flickered and dimmed.

Everything is silent, outside the gods, Zhuang Mingge feels that his soul seems to be a little lighter, as if he can leave his body at any time, and all the chaotic business in his ears disappears, only his heartbeat is like a drum, banging non-stop.

Suddenly, Zhuang Mingge felt as if his magic power was stuck in something, and suddenly stopped.

Then, a trace of transparent gas spread all over his body, and there was a violent collision with the magic power.

With every collision, a trace of magic is destroyed.

As if it had never existed, it completely disappeared from its own body.

What, what, what happened?

Zhuang Mingge quit meditation meaningfully, and was surprised to find that his magic power was about ten percent less than usual, and this strange situation was still happening.

Zhuang Mingge, who realized that something was wrong, took a deep breath and drove all the magic power to roll back, returning to the magic seed in an instant.

Although the transparent gases could not be seen, Zhuang Mingge could feel their existence, and the magic power in his body was rewinding inside the magic power seed, and these gases rushed towards the magic power seed as if they were crazy.

How so, what's going on?

Zhuang Mingge was a little flustered in his heart, he bit his lip ruthlessly, forced himself to calm down with intense pain, his brows furrowed slightly, and the magic power inside the magic seed instantly turned into a monstrous wave, sweeping towards the transparent gas.

Bang!

The two collided, and a violent reaction immediately occurred.

It was as if the snow met the sun, and the magic in his body was instantly melted by the transparent gas, and he collapsed almost in a breath.

How can it be!!!

The transparent gas was like an elite soldier, breaking through the layers of obstacles set by itself all the way, and crashing into his own magic seed.

Click......

In Zhuang Mingge's desperate gaze, cracks appeared in his magic power seeds, which were visible to the naked eye.

Zhuang Mingge suspected that if it weren't for the fact that his magic seed had already transformed into black iron, it was estimated that the blow just now would be enough to beat his magic seed to pieces.

The blow worked, and the transparent gas was ready to launch a second attack, destroying Zhuang Mingge's magic seed in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Zhuang Mingge's magic seed suddenly underwent a terrifying mutation, and a drop of bright red blood suddenly reflected from inside the magic seed.

Bang!

The magic seed vibrated violently.

Then, blood-red magic rolled out.

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