Three days later.

Summer unfurls the dark wings of "hard work" and makes his way to Elder Cliff's residence in William City.

If extraordinary abilities can also be activated, I wonder if his dark wings will complain that they are dying of overwork?

Skimming low across the rooftops and flying through street after street, Su Mo teased to himself.

The streets below are bustling with people, hawkers, travelers, and pedestrians......

The largest number of people on the streets are humans, followed by people of mixed race.

The three transcendent races of the pan-human camp, pure-blooded bloods, elves, and giants are relatively rare, and they are easy to recognize when they appear occasionally, because the surrounding crowd will actively avoid them, as if they have an aura of fear, leaving a blank trail of dust in the path.

For example, the grand event more than 20 days ago alarmed a large number of young blood clans to take to the streets, and the streets during that time were basically empty and uninhabited.

Depressed, bored, irritable.

Feel unlucky, have fun, and want to see blood......

Need a reason for a noble blood clan to pinch a bug to death? No, slaves should be honored to be able to give their masters a small pleasure.

Today's blood moon seems to be exceptionally bright.

Su Mo felt the more relaxed and lively spirituality in his body, and gathered his illusory wings and landed on the destination of this trip, Elder Cliff's mansion.

Outside the mansion, a new Blood Clan guard has been rotated, and there is a little less leisure to bask in the moon, and the style is silent and serious.

After interrogating the identity and origin, the new guard's blood-red eyes had a hint of vigilance and surprise, and after taking a deep look at Su Mo, he turned around and told the servant behind the door to go and report.

As the elder of the Mayfield family, Cliff lived in a grand mansion with an extremely large area.

While waiting for the briefing, Su Mo leaned against the wall and began to meditate under the silent surveillance of the guards, deepening his understanding and control of his own spirituality.

Meditation is in a state of near-deep sleep, and the sensual time seems to be stretched out and seems fleeting.

After meditating patiently and waiting for about an hour, a receiving servant came to guide him through the door.

The Bloodline really doesn't have any concept of time!

Following the usher along the wide road, Su Mo couldn't help but scold.

However, he also sensed the familiar contempt in it.

It seems that something like that is......

Su Mo squinted his eyes slightly, suppressed the trace of dissatisfaction in his heart, passed through the closed courtyard and corridor, and came all the way to the main entrance of the house building.

The servant who received him retired, and was replaced by two other servants waiting at the door to respectfully push open the door of the building, and one of them went out to guide him to the reception room.

Su Mo still didn't meet Elder Cliff this time, but was received by his old butler, Victor.

Victor was a silver-haired Blood, a tall and handsome middle-aged man with a slanted forehead hair combed meticulously and deep dark red eyes that made him look majestic and indifferent.

Communicating directly with Victor, the specifications are much higher than the last time, according to Su Mo's investigation, this is Cliff's henchman, the most senior butler in the house, and his status in Cliff's heart is estimated to be worth ten Bradley.

However, he paid attention to it, but he didn't pay so much attention to it, just like the contempt he had faintly noticed before, Victor didn't hide it too much, or didn't bother to hide that contempt, and Su Mo even read a subtle ...... from his expression Abandon?

Su Mo blinked, resisting the urge to raise his hand and rub it on his face.

The "paint" on his face now is indeed a bit thick......

Blake Sweet, a talent selected by Grover the butler at Soumer's behest, is an amateur artist who loves and excels at painting.

Eli Mayfield's originally sharp eyebrows and eyes have been modified and dulled into softness by "makeup", and after the invisible flamboyance on her body has converged, it has turned into a simple and unpretentious old peasant temperament.

The former's "makeup" mainly tests Blake's psychological quality, while the latter is not difficult for Su Mo, he only needs to imitate Zhou Mingrui's unconsciously happy smile on his face when he inspected the neat farmland back and forth after the liver of Stardew Valley was dark.

The combination of the two is extremely lethal, and even overshadows the outline of the original handsome facial features, which cannot be said all, but it is enough to make most of the masses lose their original interest.

"Eli Mayfield," Victor said lightly, "what are you best at?" ”

Disgusted and disgusted, in the face of job seekers who took the initiative to surrender, the old housekeeper still maintained his professionalism.

He also predicted the answer in advance - battle.

Although this junior of the same clan is unknown in Victor's impression, although he has now become a brutal demon widely circulated among the juniors, the audience of that bloody fight is originally a young blood clan with little knowledge, and the mission report submitted by the sent dark consul Nones gave an evaluation of only medium to high, plus the bad impression brought about by the routine investigation afterwards......

So Victor was more reserved.

However, objectively speaking, Eli Mayfield can kill Bradley head-on with the quality of an adult, and he can be regarded as quite talented in combat.

The old butler Victor considered that as the inheritor of the origin of blood, after more actual combat tempering, he should be qualified to serve the adults.

"Steward Victor," Su Mo bowed slightly, and bowed in an old-fashioned and formal manner, "I'm the best at cooking. ”

"Okay, then I'll arrange ......"

Victor's words in response stopped abruptly.

He paused for two seconds before reconfirming, "What are you good at?" ”

"Steward Victor."

Su Mo raised his head, looked at him, and replied in a sincere tone again.

"I'm good at cooking."

An hour later......

Victor put down the hair in his hand.

The coagulated blood is crisp and smooth, numb, spicy, salty, and umami, the four early flavors converge and merge, hemp and spicy complement each other, and the saltiness highlights the umami, and each taste can even be tasted separately.

Even if Victor is an old-school blood clan, believing in the blood of a beautiful girl who tastes red as blood-colored moonshine and mellow as giant wine in a goblet wine glass, he still unconsciously solves half a bowl of delicious Mao Xuewang under the sensory stimulation brought by taste.

Looking at Mao Xuewang in front of him, his deep voice sounded in the quiet reception room:

"This is how the elves cook?"

The elven clan led by the elven king Sunia Solem are fond of the blood of various animals, and like to add salt to it to make the blood coagulate into strange lumps, and then combine them with several spicy seasonings to make tender and fragrant special dishes.

"Yes." Su Mo replied, "I've made some improvements to make it more in line with the Bloodline's tastes. ”

"Besides," Victor asked pointedly, "what else did you add?" ”

Hearing this, Su Mo showed an unpretentious old peasant smile.

"Cinji fruit, fishy herbs, pineapple tubers......"

He first reported a series of ordinary materials, and then the words changed.

"The seeds of daffodils, the petals of deep sleeping flowers, the agar of cold stone dew...... Powder of bovine tooth peony. ”

Victor looked at him with a hint of weirdness in his eyes: "You make seasoning from the spiritual materials used to prepare potions?" ”

He has the power of a consul, and his counterpart is the Crimson Scholar, who has also gone through the stage of being a Potions Professor.

"Steward Victor," Su Mo said in a resounding voice, "potions are such an inconvenient thing!" ”

Victor: "...... Seasonings can also be considered magic potions? ”

"Hmm-"

Su Mo nodded in affirmation, his gaze as innocent as spotless pool water.

"Why not?"

As long as the strip is a dragon, why can't seasoning be used as a potion!

Victor, the old butler, fell into a majestic silence......

He remembered a not-so-good memory, a routine investigation of the Eli Mayfield in front of him.

Master Cliff doesn't care about the outcome of the bloody fight, Bradley's victory is a matter of course, losing his life is just a waste, and the unspoken rules of the origin of blood determine that he is the all-you-go dealer.

But after all, it is a titular offspring, a pet that has been raised for a while, even if the pet is so mediocre that it does not make any impression on him...... So when the results of the bloodfight came out, Master Cliff didn't have no questions about Eli Mayfield, who was the winner.

Routine surveys are part of this.

The final part of the investigation is to take away a cherished item of the subject of the investigation, which is both a stamp to close the investigation and a kind of fair warning.

And when Master Cliff asked about Eli Mayfield's collection of treasured objects, the old butler Victor was somewhat ...... Have a bone in one's throat.

But he couldn't ask the adults a second time, so he could only take out a crystal box with gorgeous shape, exquisite workmanship, and unique materials.

So when Victor opened the ornate crystal box and displayed the contents inside, Cliff, who had half a foot in the realm of the gods, was rarely confused.

Because there is only one thing on the black down cushion inside the box......

A white fang, which glows softly under the refraction of light.

Cliff: "What is it?" ”

Victor: "My lord, this is Eli Mayfield's teeth. ”

Cliff: "......"

Looking at the henchman in front of him who had been following him for a long time, he held back for a long time before he blurted out a word of "idiot".

In the end, Cliff just waved his hand and told Victor to take the thing down and keep it out of his way.

Just as Master Cliff felt that it would be a shame to say more than one comment, the old butler Victor also felt that he would be very embarrassed if he opened his mouth to comment more.

His gaze was majestic and silent.

Although it may sound ridiculous, according to his personal experience, seasonings made from spiritual materials do have great prospects.

Eli Mayfield can bring a lot of benefits, and for the time being, he can't directly kill the source of recovery.

Just impressions...... Negative scores!

You better go back and play your "potion"!

Don't let this embarrassing guy appear in front of adults!