Naomi and Freya picked up two pieces of fish very tacitly and silently put them on the charcoal fire to grill.

For some reason, this meat doesn't taste good at all!

There were only two pounds of meat in the box, and if it was divided evenly, there were only a dozen slices per person, but they were all eaten in a few bites, not to mention the presence of Claire, the big stomach. However, Freya also prepared a lot of meat, and when the Arowana was finished, she took out the boxes of meat and put them on the side of the charcoal stove for everyone to roast by themselves.

The meat in the back is not as luxurious as the Arowana, and it is all "mediocre" beef and mutton specially provided by the royal family.

In terms of variety, beef and mutton are not as rare as Arowana, but they are common because they are so delicious that they are widely farmed. As for the quality, the meat brought by Freya is superb, the lamb is fresh and odorless, and the meat has a thin layer of fat, which looks like it will be bubbling on the grill. The beef has a beautiful snowflake pattern and doesn't even need extra oil when grilling.

The crowd around the stove picked up the tongs and took their favorite pieces of meat and put them on the charcoal stove to roast. While waiting for the meat to cook, Freya took out a bunch of bottles and cans and prepared a dipping sauce for everyone.

"How can you not have some wine for such a great meat?" Faced with a plate of delicious barbecue, Claire was in high spirits, and she ran back to the villa, returning with two bottles of wine in a short time.

"A specialty from the north, ice wine!" She stuffed everyone with a glass of wine and poured a glass of wine for everyone but Leila, who had a somewhat eccentric personality, eating only a little symbolically of her barbecue, and drinking only the unknown red drink from her own glass.

"Well, that's a shame." Claire didn't care, setting the empty bottle aside.

Claire brought the ice wine with a pleasant pale golden yellow, and when she shook the glass, the syrup seemed to be viscous, hanging on the wall of the glass, and it stopped for a moment before slowly sliding down under the pull of gravity.

Just looking at this wall-hanging phenomenon, Robben knew that this wine must taste good. After entering the mouth, it is really sweet and fruity, and it is not like wine at all, but more like drinking honey.

From Claire's mouth, Robben learned that this wine is a sweet wine made from grapes that are naturally frozen. In order to make this wine, the ripe grapes are not picked, but only when the weather has cooled down and the grapes freeze naturally, then they are removed with ice. Frozen grapes are difficult to juice, and there is not much left after the ice residue is removed, but all that remains is the essence. The sake made from such materials is an absolute masterpiece.

Robben's eyes narrowed, and from the ice wine in front of him, he immediately thought of another branch of wine—champagne, a sparkling wine made by adding sugar to the wine and fermenting it, which he had never seen in the kingdom of Moxilan.

After questioning Claire, Robben was sure that the wine had not yet been invented by the kingdom's winemakers.

This seems to be a good way to make money, Robben silently kept this information in his heart, and planned to study it when he had time in the future.

After tasting the ice wine, the meat on the charcoal stove was almost roasted, and several people chatted while eating the meat.

"How's your day going?" Emma couldn't wait to ask Robben about his experience with today's class.

"It's good, it's just a little tired." Robben told Emma everything about today's experience - omitting the part related to Anna.

As he spoke, Emma and Freya sat quietly on the side, acting as competent listeners, and the only sounds in the garden were Robben's voice and the crackling of barbecue fat dripping into the coals.

Only at this time can they be like ladies from noble backgrounds, quiet and quiet.

"So it took you less than ten minutes to light up seven stars?" Naomi stared at Robben and asked in an incredulous tone. Even if she is as proud as her, she has to admit that Robben's talent is a little bit higher than hers.

She has been practicing hard since she awakened the qualifications of a magician, but so far she is only a fifth-order wizard, if Robben's talent is really as high as he said, he will only need less than a year to break through to the fifth order, and in the future, he may be able to become a sixth-order wizard one step earlier than her.

"That's amazing!" Emma couldn't wait to applaud Robben, "You will definitely be able to become a ninth-order wizard in the future!" ”

Freya's eyes were also full of different colors, and she took a serious look at the rather handsome little boy again.

This guy, as long as he doesn't die early, becoming a seventh-order wizard is like finding a bag, and breaking into the eighth-order in the future is a matter of course, and he can be regarded as a pivotal figure in the kingdom.

Emma, this guy has a really good eye! This kind of talented and good-looking teenager is definitely hard to find.

After envious of Emma, Freya banished the cluttered thoughts from her mind and concentrated on enjoying the food in front of her.

It wasn't until the bright moon hung high that this "atonement banquet" ended successfully, and everyone went back to their dormitories to rest, and Emma also returned to the third floor of the villa with Robben.

"Good night, Robben~" Emma was greedy for sweetness at dinner, and drank a few more glasses of ice wine, at which time the wine was rising, and her pretty face was flushed.

"I can't say good night yet." Robben sneered and stood in front of Emma.

Emma looked at Robben in confusion, not understanding what he was going to do.

"I'm not done yet!" A sneer appeared on the corner of Robben's mouth, and he took out Emma's black suede boots, picked them with one finger, and shook them at Emma.

The little witch who let him die in front of outsiders needs to be severely punished!

Emma:?!

The wine made Emma's mind a little sluggish, and she couldn't think of a response to the aggressive Robben for a while.

"You can say it today, in front of them, you said everything." Robben pushed Emma into a corner step by step, "Since you said so, I have to return your things to you, otherwise wouldn't I have been told by you for nothing?" ”

"No, no!" Emma subconsciously stretched out her hand and pressed it on Robben's chest, while Robben casually threw his boots aside and pressed his hands against the wall, giving the little witch a wall knock.

The two were so close to each other that they could even feel each other's breathing.

The grape-scented heat rushed to Robben's neck, tickling him.

Robben looked down at Emma who was trapped by him, the black dress on the little witch showed her snow-white shoulders, and she didn't know if she was cold in this kind of dress in this weather. On the slender leg exposed under the skirt is a pair of black socks, which are very special today......

"Will you do it yourself, or will I help you change your shoes?" Robben's voice rang in Emma's ears.

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