Death Maniac

Chapter 321
The sun hangs in the sky.

A slight breeze blows the green leaves, and the majestic castle outside the forest stands there, extremely majestic.

The sun was shining down through the gaps between the branches and leaves. The blue-haired girl in a Chinese robe was happily boiling water in a large bowl, emitting steaming heat.

The man in royal robes was walking in the forest with his daughters. The scene of the blue-haired girl boiling water in a strange black bowl immediately aroused their curiosity, and they quietly waited and watched.

"It should be fine."

Looking at the boiling water, the blue-haired girl pointed her chin with her index finger, then walked into a jungle, and brought back an old goat after a while, and then... the girl directly killed the old goat with a knife , with a gentle face, he divided the goat into countless sections.

The blue-haired girl looked at the goat that had been divided into countless segments and smiled, put them all into the bowl and closed the lid.

After cooking for a while, the blue-haired girl closed her eyes and muttered something.

then……

A little lamb suddenly jumped out of the pot with boiling water. This scene shocked the girls watching. They suddenly remembered a rumor.

There are rumors that the former king did not die, but was rejuvenated by the witch in front of him.

A few girls abandoned their father, and went forward to chat with the blue-haired witch with great interest. Judging from the smiles on their faces, it was obvious that the conversation between them was very joyful.

Not long after, the girls came back, and they all looked at their elderly father with joy, their eyes full of anticipation.

When the father left the jungle with several young girls.

"Ha ha……"

The blue-haired witch let out a sneer, then shook her head, lifted the lid of the big bowl and smelled it again: "Well, cooking directly like this really smells a lot better, should we add seasonings next? ? Sure enough, cooking and eating by yourself is so addictive!"

Boiling water in the bowl, withered and yellow soup, has... mutton with wool.

The blue-haired witch looked at the mutton in the pot with a salivating look on her face, and asked with a puzzled face, "When will this wool be cooked?"

The next day—

A few girls came again, each carrying a bag of minced meat, begging the blue-haired witch with ecstasy, to let their elderly father, who was divided into several bags, return to youth...

……

"Ok?"

Wu Biao, who was sitting on the sofa, opened his eyes. The TV in front of him was still playing animation. Judging from the sunlight coming in from the window, it was obviously already noon.

Actually dreaming?
Brother Biao tilted his head in great doubt. You must know that since he hooked up with hell, his dreams have been almost completely occupied by that bastard. Whenever he dreams, it is basically that bastard who urges him to work.

"Master, you're awake."

Medea, with blue hair and dressed in home clothes, came out of the kitchen holding an iron spoon, and there were six more marks on the hand holding the spoon. curse.

"What a coincidence. My cooking will be ready soon."

As for why this magician from the Age of Gods cooks himself, it is entirely because of the news sent by Tong Heye this morning.

The news is not complicated, just one sentence...

All the maids resigned, and they would not come here no matter how much money they were given.

It doesn't matter if the maid doesn't come, and no one cleans the entire Jiantong Shen Mansion, but the fact that no one cooks for him...Brother Biao couldn't help being entangled, and at this moment, Medea A magician from the Age of Gods stood up resolutely.

Volunteering to say that he is omnipotent in housework, washing and cooking, and then went out to buy ingredients with a happy face.

Wu Biao, on the other hand, was watching TV while waiting for the meal that the magician from the Age of Gods claimed was delicious, and fell asleep before he knew it.

After hearing Medea's words.

Brother Biao suddenly had the withered yellow soup and the lamb with wool in his dream.

that……

Can it really be eaten?
Wu Biao expressed doubts about the mutilated goat carcasses in the muddy water.

"Ok?"

Brother Biao looked up at the iron spoon in Medea's hand, and looked at the withered yellow soup on it, even with Brother Biao's foodie nature, the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Let's go out and eat!"

Although it is enough to eat as much as you can, but the good man Matou Heye gave a lot of money, so I can't afford to eat the kind of "destroyed corpses in muddy water". Personally, Wu Biao still wants to enjoy the delicious food with his tongue Feel.

"what?"

Medea was taken aback when she heard the words, and then frowned, and after looking at Wu Biao for a while, she said in a very cold tone: "How can it be, this is the cooking that I have been busy all morning. , wouldn’t it be a waste if you don’t eat it.”

"Then eat slowly, I'll go out to eat."

Brother Biao is not talking nonsense, anyway, he just said something casually, got up and walked outside, and only remembered when he reached the door: "By the way, I will bring you salt cakes when I come back, six pieces!"

Medea's face was puzzled, and then her face turned black, wishing to chase out and poke a few big holes in Wu Biao's body with the treasure.

Three oil cakes a day, isn't it six in two days...

……

In the center of Fuyuki City, there are a lot of high-end luxury stores, and the streets are full of pedestrians.

Ignorance is also a kind of happiness. If they knew that there were seven people who could destroy the entire Fuyumu Town fighting each other here, they probably wouldn't be in such a good mood to eat.

Wu Biao was walking on the street, wearing a holy white coat and a reflective bald head. The strange combination attracted many people's curious eyes.

After searching left and right, Wu Biao's eyes lit up, and he walked directly to the western restaurant beside the road.

I have to say that after a Western meal invited by the teacher of Guanyin Temple, Wu Biao was very interested in this way of eating hundreds of pieces of meat with sauce, but he didn't know...

All the western restaurants he's been to basically put up a personal limited number of signs on the second day...

The chef really can't afford to be hurt.

However, as soon as he walked to the front of the store, Wu Biao had a meal.

"It's you?"

Two voices came from the other side, obviously preparing to walk into this western food restaurant.

"Yo, a hairy and silver-haired girl!"

Wu Biao turned around happily and said hello, and the two women coming from the other side were none other than Alice Fell in a white winter suit, and the Knight of Swords in a black formal suit, King of Knights: Artoli Ya Pendragon.

The King of Knights forcibly resisted the urge to change his weapons and stepped forward to cut Wu Biao. After all, this is a busy street, and the battle between servants cannot happen in front of ordinary people anyway.

This is the most basic iron rule of the Holy Grail War.

"Irisviel, let's go to another place to eat. Eating with such a lunatic is simply unbearable."

The King of Knights said, although she said so, the main reason is that she is not sure whether this lunatic will disregard the most basic iron rules of the Holy Grail War and start a war with her here.

After all, even if it's normal now, it can't cover up its crazy "berserker" nature, and it's inevitable that he won't suddenly go crazy.

Not to mention whether ordinary people will be involved, just witnessing the war between servants... even if the other party is an ordinary person, they must all be wiped out.

In other words, one counts as one, even if they are not implicated in the battle between the two, as long as they see the battle between the two, they must be obliterated.

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(End of this chapter)