For Jiang Ash, tonight must be a sleepless night.

But An Jie is just the opposite, she slept very sweetly and at ease tonight.

So much so that when the early morning sun shines through the curtains and falls slightly on the windowsill.

An Jie's big eyes slowly opened. Look at the book

He got up from the bed again and stretched lazily.

Not...... I slept so much.

After a good night's sleep.

The little fatigue accumulated yesterday has long since disappeared.

But at this moment, what surprised An Jie was that it was already empty.

Jiang Yan, who was supposed to sleep next to him, disappeared early in the morning.

Not even the pillow had any temperature left.

That guy, got up so early?

Just when An Jie was thinking so.

The door not far away was gently opened.

A familiar figure walked in slowly with two large plates.

When the figure saw An Jie sitting on the bed.

nodded at her a little sluggishly, as a greeting.

This figure who pushed the door in was naturally Jiang Ash.

Judging by his somewhat listless face and obvious dark circles under his eyes.

This guy probably barely slept last night.

Suddenly, An Jie couldn't help but ask curiously:

"What's wrong? Look at the way you look, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"It's a bit ...... Maybe it's because I can't sleep well in this strange place."

A wry smile appeared on Jiang Yan's face, but it was clearly not the case.

Last night, he had struggled all night.

didn't take advantage of An Jie's sleep to do some shameless things to her.

Frankly, it's really, really difficult, especially with Anjie's poor sleeping position.

The woman looked quite honest when she first began to sleep, and after a while she was completely revealed.

Jiang Yan felt a little sleepy on the other side, and An Jie began to toss and turn on the bed.

She either flipped over and ran her hand around Jiang Yan's body.

Either that, or just stretching out his slippery and soft feet and rubbing them all over his legs.

He even reached out and directly hugged Jiang Yan's arm as a pillow.

Good guys, with such a bedside company, it would be hellish to be able to sleep.

So for Jiang Yan, sleeping with a girl for the first time last night was really not a pleasant experience.

In addition to letting him know that the girl's body temperature is higher than his own, and An Jie's sleeping appearance is cute and bad, everything else is all kinds of torture.

So much so early in the morning, Jiang Yan, who couldn't sleep, simply slipped out of the bedroom and prepared to make breakfast for the two of them.

For the traditional food here of the Holy Flame, Jiang Yan, as a chef, still likes it very much.

Each region has its own local cuisine as well as its food culture.

Whenever he goes to a place, he learns something from the local area, which is a good habit that Jiang Ember has maintained in the past.

And within the confines of the Holy Capital, bread is generally the staple food for breakfast here.

The city, or the country, has a centuries-old tradition when it comes to bread.

Locals like to eat a type of hard bread called "ceremonial bread".

The bread is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, allowing it to retain its aroma after many days.

The best way to eat ceremonial bread is to cut it into thin slices and bake it slightly.

Add tomatoes, olive oil, oregano leaves, cheese, ham and other things to make a sandwich and eat it sandwiched.

Crispy bread with a variety of fillings, served with coffee or juice, is the perfect breakfast.

And Jiang Yan brought over two large plates of food early in the morning

It is also the "ritual sandwich" he made with reference to local characteristics.

The top and bottom buns are baked until golden brown and sandwiched with colorful fillings, some green, some white, some red, and some black, which looks very appetizing.

Seeing Jiang Ember put the two large plates on the table, An Jie also hurriedly jumped out of bed with her snow-white little feet, and ran over and said:

"Isn't this ceremonial bread, I haven't eaten it in a long time."

"This bread is not difficult to make, and if you like it, I can make it for you often when I return to the monastery."

"That's it, I'll punch you if you forget."

After shaking her small fist at Jiang Ember as a threat, An Jie picked up a piece of ritual sandwich and bit it down.

Click...... Click!

The moment she bit down, An Jie only felt a strong crispy taste pouring directly down her jaw bone into her brain.

As a large amount of crunchy food quickly cracks under the chewing of the teeth, a strong and refreshing smell begins to overflow.

Good...... Delicious! Are the festival sandwiches such delicious?

For Anjie, who is a local, the practice of eating with ceremonial bread has long been commonplace.

But the sandwiches that Jiang Ember brought over this morning were completely different from the ones she had eaten in the past.

The golden brown and crispy bread has a strong wheat aroma and burnt aroma, and is so crispy that it melts in your mouth as soon as you bite into it.

The various vegetables sandwiched in the bread seem to be drowned in some kind of sauce, and they crunch and crunch with a strong sour aroma.

Half of the bacon is lightly fried in oil and the other half is soft, giving you a double pork texture.

In addition to these things, this sandwich also contains an ingredient that Anjie has never eaten before.

The ingredients seem to be heated and soft as tomatoes, but they have a very strong special flavor.

This intense flavor is not overshadowed by the wheat aroma of the bread, the sourness of the vegetable sauce and the meaty aroma of bacon.

On the contrary, it blends well with them, adding a new level to the overall taste and texture.

This...... What is this?

While eating, An Jie couldn't help but uncover the middle of the sandwich.

I wanted to know what it was like to have never seen it in a local sandwich.

When I opened it, I found that there were cucumbers, tomatoes, bacon, onions, and basil leaves.

There was also something white and delicate and soft and silky, like some kind of strange flesh.

An Jie picked up a piece of "pulp" and put it in her mouth, tasting it a little, feeling as if she had eaten it somewhere, and she couldn't tell it.

After perceiving An Jie's doubts, Jiang Yan picked up a sandwich and ate it, and said with a smile:

"Don't think about it, it's a fat eggplant made locally, I threw it on a charcoal fire and roasted it until it was soft, peeled off the skin and added it to my sandwich."

Adding grilled eggplant meat to a sandwich is also a unique way to make ginger embers.

Not long ago, when he was shopping for vegetables at a nearby vegetable market, he discovered that the vegetable market in the holy capital actually sold eggplants.

The local eggplant produced here is an oval-shaped, purple-skinned variety with tender and plump flesh that is also cheap.

Eggplants are chopped and cooked with a variety of sauces and dishes made from fish, meat, and vegetables, or made into pickles like pickles.

Jiang Ember felt that the flavor of this eggplant might go well with a sandwich, so he tried to add it to the breakfast for two.

As it turns out, Ginger Ember rarely goes wrong when it comes to cooking, and the resulting ceremonial sandwich is really delicious.

So, this breakfast was also eaten to the satisfaction of two people.

After breakfast, An Jie washed up and changed her clothes in the bathroom.

Only then did he come out and say to Jiang Yan:

"Let's go

We're going to see little Ryan."

Although a lot of messy things happened yesterday, the plan still has to be implemented.

The "little Ryan" that Anjie is talking about is the little boy who went to Dorothy's mansion before.

He should have returned to his dormitory by now, just waiting for the two "distant relatives" to meet up and have a chat.

And just as the two of them were about to leave, a dark shadow slipped in through the crack in the door.

Jiang Yan turned his head to look and found a pair of strange pupils slowly sticking out from the shadows on the wall.

If this scene hadn't happened early in the morning, it would have been a bit infiltrating.

This pair of cute big eyes protruding from the shadows are naturally Jiang Ash's new psychic creatures, Shadow Demon.

"Master, I'm back."

At this point, the Shadow Fiend looked a little tired, after all, it had been working all night.

"Well, thank you, the terrain of the underground passage and Dorothy's mansion have been recorded, right?"

"It's all painted here, master, please see it."

As soon as the Shadow Demon opened his mouth and spat out, two maps appeared in Jiang Ash's hands out of thin air.

These two maps show the detailed topography of the "Underground Level of the Choir Headquarters" and the "Interior of Dorothy's Mansion", respectively.

Jiang Ember picked it up and took a look, and found that the Shadow Demon guy still had some artistic talent, and the map he drew was actually decent.

Although it can't be said to be as elaborate as in the game, each place is marked very carefully, and you can see it at a glance.

Very good...... With these two maps, it will be much easier for me to act with Anjie.

Looking at the very detailed topographical records on the map, the corners of Jiang Yan's mouth couldn't help but raise a smile.

In the middle of last night, the Shadow Demon had already returned once, and reported to Jiang Ember about his Heavenly Father's movements.

There is no doubt that the Heavenly Father's side must have lost the whereabouts of the two of them by now, and they are still very troubled by this.

After learning that Heavenly Father was on the basement floor of the choir headquarters.

Jiang Ember also asked the Shadow Demon to figure out where the terrain was, so that he could sneak in at any time.

At the same time, he also arranged for the Shadow Fiend to go to Doroshi's mansion and paint the terrain there.

I have to say that with such a psychic creature as Shadow Fiend, many things are really convenient to do.

As soon as these two maps arrived, both Heavenly Father and Dorothy were already unknowingly caught in a tight net.

As the weaver of this big net, Jiang Ember left the bedroom with An Jie's steps that his six relatives did not recognize.

They walked towards the "Singer's Courtyard" not far from the choir headquarters.