"How much is a bottle? How many fragrances are there in this collection? ”

They who had never eaten a big pot of rice obviously thought that these scents were the product of a perfume factory.

The steward did not correct it, and glanced down at his watch with a smile: "Ah! It's half past four! ”

Five o'clock is the time when the workers get off work, and although there are no workers to work on the farm at present, the time on the farm side is also based on this.

After all, there is now a large group of new workers moving in.

The steward said: "Hurry up, let's go get the meal card, and after receiving the meal card, we will take you to the dormitory to recognize the door, and then rush back to line up for dinner!" ”

Dinner starts at 5 o'clock, the canteen is not far from the dormitory, but the meal card needs to be bound, although the stewards discussed in advance to stagger the peak to line up, but the queue will not be short.

After all, you have to have a meal card to eat at night.

The little young master, who was so arrogant that he softened, asked embarrassedly, "What kind of fragrance is this?" ”

The steward did not deliberately embarrass them, but in order to stimulate their subjective initiative, he quickly reported the name of the dish: "Braised pork, plum cabbage button meat, tiger skin and phoenix feet, braised beef tendon, fried vegetables, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, roasted pork with cucumbers, steamed eggs with minced meat, fried sausages with bean sprouts, ......"

He sniffled and reconfirmed, his eyes shining as if they were glowing: "And tarts and puffs!" The dessert of the evening was a tart puff!! ”

The steward was very envious: "The lord is really kind to you, and he specially made egg tarts and puffs in the kitchen for you, you know, these two things are usually difficult to buy!" ”

Egg tarts and puffs are super super hot products in the dessert house, and there are many people queuing up in the dessert house every day, so it is not easy to buy egg tarts and puffs.

Although the points exchange shop of "Magic Boy-" can exchange egg tarts, it is a pity that this matter has spread all over the past few days, but everyone is busy with the rescue of the beast tide, and the employees of the semi-finished product factory have been pulled over to make rescue supplies, and the matter of the exchange shop will naturally be delayed and delayed.

The tart is free, but it's still far away!

Martin didn't know what tarts and puffs were, and this time even the self-proclaimed well-informed young masters didn't know, and they looked at the steward blankly, and then looked at each other suspiciously, and they both saw the ignorant stupidity in each other's eyes.

It's a very pleasant thing for this kind of expression to appear on the opponent who is usually not used to it, but it also appears on your own face, which is a very shameful bad thing!

They tried to show that they actually knew it very well, just egg tarts and puffs, and they still hadn't eaten it?!

But the aroma defeated their self-contained and noble masks.

It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant, it's so fragrant...... It's really fragrant!

Not drooling on the spot is already the last dignity they can maintain.

The smell of the cafeteria is very tempting, although more than a dozen fragrances are mixed together, but strangely there will not be a hodgepodge of chaotic taste, but like the nose has been beaten by a group, the impact of each fragrance is so strong, and the fragrance of each fragrance is so clear and clear - it is clear that it is another one who has violently inflicted violence on his nose!

The steward smiled slightly: "Let's go, let's go get a meal card, it's the happiest thing to be able to come early and queue up to eat the freshly cooked dishes!" ”

The children, who had been very reluctant just now, immediately walked quickly, and followed the steward step by step, their big eyes full of urging.

There is a canteen hanging them, and there is no mess in the follow-up of applying for cards and arranging dormitories, which is very efficient.

The aroma of "It's so fragrant......" became more and more intense, and even in the dormitory, which was several buildings away, Martin could easily smell the aroma coming from the cafeteria kitchen.

The fragrance tempted him so much that he didn't even take a good look at his dormitory, so he couldn't wait to urge the steward to take them to the cafeteria to eat.

The steward smiled slightly, then made a gesture of preparation for starting, and when he turned to look at the child, the gentle smile on his face had disappeared, leaving only a murderous seriousness.

"If you want to survive in the cafeteria, you must have the belief that 'I will be the first to run to the cafeteria'! Because that's the only way—" He flew out like an arrow off the string, and when he went down the stairs, considering that there were still children, he did not choose to jump off the building, which might lead to bad children, but took five or six or seven or eight steps in one step, and he jumped down not much worse than Fei.

"--I can eat the fastest thing-"

"Rice—"

"Ahh

The echo echoed in the ears of the children, and they were only stunned for a moment, and the back of the steward had disappeared cleanly.

"Damn!" Someone reacted and quickly ran down and went straight to the cafeteria.

Then the children swarmed and ran down.

Martin is thin, but he is no slower than anyone else! Although he didn't have to worry about food in the past few days in Agamandel Holy City, his flesh didn't grow, but he didn't lose weight too much.

Tenacious as a weed, and agile as a monkey, he quickly overtook the fastest "leader" in the class, and happily sprinted through the crowd.

"Ahh

As he was running towards the cafeteria, a girl fell to the ground because she was squeezed by the crowd.

There was a crowd in front of her, and a crowd behind her, everyone was sprinting, and the stubbornness full of desire to win appeared on everyone's faces.

The focused people didn't see her, maybe someone saw her, but no one wanted to stop.

Martin was about three meters away from her, but she was behind and he was in front.

The danger of going against the current is great, and it can also slow you down.

This unfavorable situation made Martin hesitate for a moment, and then turned his head ruthlessly.

"Ahh

But what difference does the identity of the princess make here? Countless people rushed towards her, and she saw them see herself! But it didn't work.

Perhaps out of a desire to win, or perhaps for their own safety, none of them stopped.

She tried to stand up on her own, but the crowd around her did not stop, and the force of the impact from the left and right caused her newly stood up body to fall again.

"Woo......" She hugged her head in fear, all the protective equipment on her body had been destroyed by the angel's forbidden attack, and even just such a stampede would have turned her into a ball of meat sauce.

She knows it all too well!

For the first time, she felt that in the face of death, it turned out that she was just a weak and humble existence like ordinary people.

"Boom-"

The imaginary pain did not come, but a warm mass of something wrapped her up, and flew into the sky with her.

"Is this a believer in the God of Light?" An icy voice came from beside her, and Angel cautiously opened her eyes, and what caught her eyes was a black mass.

Black hair, black eyes, black cloak.

It's the man, the lord of Lanceville, the ...... Blasphemer!

Angel's heart was jumping out of her throat, but not from anger, but—

"Woooooo

Philos didn't push her away, and Angel hugged his neck even harder and began to cry loudly.

"Lord Woowoo, Lord Woowoo, I'm so scared, I thought I was almost going to die, Woowoo-"

This is not the first time.

Just a few hours earlier, she had just experienced a "massacre".

When the light descends, there is no longer the warmth and healing of the past, only endless pain and despair.

In the midst of that despair, it was this blackened blasphemer who saved her.

Angel's brain was in a completely broken and chaotic state.

The whole person is wooden.

The people around her scolded the blasphemer, so she also subconsciously fit in.

But she actually knew it in her heart - the blasphemer is a good person.

Faith and her heart fight in her head, making her subconsciously not think about it and think about it too much.

But the instinctive reaction of the subconscious mind does not deceive people -

She trusted Philos, who she felt was a good person.

So after being saved again, she cried and threw her arms around Philos' neck, and loudly told him her fear and gratitude.

"Thank you, Lord Philos, I was so scared just now, woo woo woo thank you......"

Angel is usually a pampered little princess at home, and today's two experiences of almost dying made her almost collapse with fright, and she kept holding Philos and saying these words over and over again.

Philos' face was not very good-looking, certainly not the sick color.

He used to wear black clothes, even his gloves were black, but his skin was cold white.

When he had a cold face, there was really the kind of cold that winter came and froze everything.

At the moment when Philos appeared, everyone present subconsciously stopped moving, out of deep fear of Philos. =

Yes, a ruthless man who can tear off angel wings with his bare hands - how can it not be terrifying?!

Philos glanced around, all the children seemed to be stabbed by his sharp gaze, but none of them seemed to come into their sight.

"What are you doing?"

Ransville has never had a stampede, but that doesn't mean there are no precautions.

In particular, this important time to grab food is the time when stampede accidents are high.

All kinds of protective magic arrays were made as early as when dormitories, canteens, and roads were built.

Someone checks it every day, after all, once something happens, it's a bloody life.

But "fortunately", for so long, the magic circle to prevent the stampede from happening has not been activated once.

Was it luck? No.

It's because everyone is helping each other.

It is not impossible to run a foot, although it is a small probability event, but in front of such a large population base, at least hundreds of people break their feet in the crowd every day.

"Are you believers in God or servants of the devil?" Philos is not a person who likes to talk nonsense.

At this moment, the ice in his eyes could almost freeze to death.

"You treat poor and moneyless commoners as lowly beings, and you expel slaves, but what about her?"

Philos' body was a little stiff, not only was he not used to being touched by others, but he was also not used to holding a child.

He didn't like the feelings of children, he didn't like them, but he didn't hate them either.

It's just that the child was frightened and grabbed him like a life-saving straw, and Philos couldn't push her away.

His body was a little stiff, and under the influence of this, his voice was even colder, and his stern tone frightened everyone unconsciously.

"She's a princess, she's very rich, and she also has a 99 light elemental affinity, so she's talented. This criterion, in your standard of 'people', is enough to be a 'person', right? ”

"But when she was in danger, why didn't you, the so-called believers of the 'God who saves the world,' save her?"

"Isn't your God 'a merciful being of God's love for the world'? Aren't you believers in the gods? Aren't you chosen by the Light? ”