Mystery: Mr. Witch and Miss Hunter

Chapter 100 Dinner
Forget about other things, Altaïr began to concentrate on the ingredients in front of him.The rice bowl alone is obviously not enough to handle so many people, so he made tomato and cod soup according to the style of the Storm Church’s New Year’s Eve dinner in his memory. Considering that Sophie and Marisol had just had their blood drawn, he added A generous hunk of butter, watching it swirl in the pan with the snow-white flesh of the fish.

Afterwards, Altaïr wiped his hands, took off his apron and walked out of the kitchen, preparing to sit in the living room for a while, waiting for the cod soup to be cooked.

The moment he walked out of the kitchen, he smelled a strong smell of smoke, which came from Britton and Mr. Statham.

Britten was smoking a stuffed cigarette with a melancholy look on his face. Although Mr. Statham seemed to be an old smoker, his cigarette case was not as full as Britton's. I was hesitating on the side whether to take another one out.

Altaïr frowned slightly, but still walked over with Sophie.Seeing his daughter coming, Mr. Statham quickly extinguished the cigarette, and threw his own cigarette which he had finally made up his mind to light directly into the ashtray.

"Mr. Statham, Sophie will leave it to you first."

Altaïr pushed Sophie's shoulder, and the little girl ran excitedly into her father's arms.

"This child has caused you trouble, and I haven't thanked you properly yet."

Mr. Statham said to Altaïr gratefully.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, Venata had nothing to do at home when she didn't find a job. And Sophie also learned very quickly, whether it's writing or cooking."

Altaïr made a few polite remarks, and then turned to Britton who was a little bit out of his mind.

"Peter, come out with me, I have something to tell you."

……

"Anyway, that's it. I suggest you check out Buffett's garment factory tomorrow."

Altaïr briefly talked about the scene he saw the day he sneaked into the factory, as well as old Lynch and the toad demon.

"There should be a substitute for punishment. If we intervene, the procedures will be quite complicated."

Britton replied listlessly, "Even if I pass on the report tomorrow, the bishop still has to negotiate with the punishment substitute. What's more, Mr. Buffett donated a jazz seat some time ago, and he also has a certain status in the new party. It will only be more difficult to directly dispatch the demigod."

"It's hard to do."

Altaïr sighed, and glanced at the almost dark sky.The two people with their own concerns stood silently in the cold air for a few minutes.

"Let's go back."

Altaïr shook his head, ready to take out the key to open the door.

"……When did this happen?"

As Altaïr turned, Britton asked suddenly behind him.

Altaïr froze, the hand holding the key stopped moving.

"Strictly speaking, it should be the end of last month."

In order to be consistent with what was said to Mike, Altaïr moved the time forward a bit.

"bless all of you."

Britton's voice was a little dry.

"Thank you."

Altaïr also replied dryly. "Lolotta is still the same?"

"Ah."

Britton nodded.

"Although I know that the two of you are just marrying to cover up, I have to say that the two of you are quite suitable."

Altaïr whispered, "I don't believe there is no affection between the two of you. Why not try?"

Britton sighed. "You know, it's impossible. This kind of relationship is different from the kind I crave. After all, one of us likes men and the other likes women."

"You should be aware of this, why are you making such a suggestion?"

asked Britton.

"Maybe it's Ruen's subtlety. Just like you, as a red glove, it's unlikely that you don't know what the next sequence of 'Instigator' is."

Altaïr was silent for a while, then answered softly.

"Maybe you're right."

Britton opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

"The soup is about to be cooked, let's go back."

Altaïr prepares to open the door.

"No, I won't go in. Since according to your description, the problem there is serious and needs to be dealt with as soon as possible, it's better for me to report the situation now."

Britton shook his head, turned and left before Altaïr could stop him.

Altaïr was stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling a little helpless.

"Aren't you two coming in yet? The pot is already boiling..."

The door of the room opened suddenly, Venata and Lolotta stood at the door, and they were a little surprised to see that Altaïr was the only one left outside the door.

"Is such that……"

Altaïr glanced into the room, and after confirming that the Statham family could not hear this, he briefly explained what happened just now.

"Is that so... That can't be helped, then let him go back first."

After hearing this, Luo Luota's expression didn't fluctuate. "There's no good way to do this kind of thing. I'll help take his share. It just so happens that I'm used to working overtime after dinner."

You are not a sleepless person, but you are used to working overtime?Altaïr slandered, and followed Venata into the house.

……

"Then let us pray before we dine."

Altaïr and the others sat down at the table, "Even though you belong to four different sects, please don't be restrained."

"Perhaps this is a coincidence of fate."

Lolotta said humorously.

Afterwards, everyone sat at the table and prayed to their gods.Afterwards, except for Altaïr and Sophie, everyone took a glass of red wine or South Wales beer.

"Well, for a good night!"

Altaïr held the juice and toasted everyone without any embarrassment.

After everyone drank the first glass, Altaïr tapped the table lightly with his index finger.

"There is one thing I want to tell you all."

Artel paused, "Vinata and I may leave Backlund for our honeymoon in the next year... Well, it may be more than a month."

This was an excuse he had discussed with Venata. After all, he had to say goodbye to his original network after he became a witch. It was a good excuse to use the honeymoon as an excuse to leave after the two parties confirmed their relationship.

"So, after we leave, I would like to ask Sophie to come and clean my house every weekend, and I will pay you a pound every month."

Altaïr said to Mr. Statham, "Jason, you know, Sophie has been doing similar work for a long time, and she is very experienced in how to clean up my house, so please don't refuse."

You only need to clean it four times a month, and you can get paid one pound, which is quite a lot of income for the Statham family.Originally Venata even wanted to offer three pounds a month, but Altaïr was afraid that Mr. Statham would refuse because the salary was too high, so he changed it to one pound.

"Okay, then I will thank you for your generosity on behalf of Sophie, and wish you a happy honeymoon in advance."

Mr. Statham hesitated, then nodded.

(End of this chapter)