DNF, made by the ancient gods

This is the voice of the "sister", she said weakly,

"It doesn't make any difference... Besides, you should also know that I don't believe in Green. Although Green and I are not hostile, it shouldn't be called very friendly..."

"Don't say you don't know, didn't you also say it? For Green's sake, he will hit me more lightly when he hits me."

With a fake smirk, and an obvious snarky remark, he seems to have a hard time with "sister"'s overly inflated ego.

"Well... if you can, please don't be angry with my sister. My sister's words are a bit disrespectful, but she is actually just a bit of a poisonous tongue. I apologize to you on her behalf. Can you forgive me?"

She extremely disliked the emergence of disputes. This little girl who grew up under the protection of her elder sister did not have a mature heart. She simply believed that this matter could be settled with words.

As for face?

Well...a little girl, she didn't think so much about it.

"Hmm... Rem! How can you help him speak?"

"However, our task is to guide the collection of flames and ignite the last beacon...and the leader seems to have a good relationship with him? Even the Son of Grimm gave it to him...There is no need for us to conflict with him, right?"

"..."

It cannot be denied.

The mist suddenly rolled up, and the extremely condensed gas showed changes in density.The reddish color quickly faded, and the illusory shape gradually became real. These two half-nightmare reincarnated from sacrifices transformed into pre-birth shapes, putting on a beautiful skin for the twisted and mysterious nightmare.

It was a rather petite girl, less than ten years old.

"Your name is Bai En, right?"

Rem blinked.

"We've seen you before. In the dream world, when you met with the leader, we've been secretly watching from the side."

That's why they knew Bai En's real name—Green once said it, and they remembered it.

"We have to work hard together."

Looks like...a little angel.

Chapter 058: Honey and Poison

The words "work hard together"...it makes me laugh.

"Why do you think so?"

"How can you help me?"

"This...should be able to influence people's hearts?"

He said something that surprised Bai En very calmly, and he had to look at the pink-haired girl again.She has the ability to make Bai En very concerned.

"You mean spiritual spells? According to your words...you have mastered that unreasonable power."

If this is the case, then her role may be greater, after all, the strength in the spiritual realm is Bai En's weakness.

He has always suffered from this aspect - if he has spiritual spells, then he can completely charm a large number of intelligent individuals quickly.Whether it is used to mass-produce "confidantes" or to invade the world's indigenous societies, this is a panacea power system.

But it's a pity that this damn Lord God Mall is determined to let him come to an end on the road of "wind".Therefore, he has not been able to study it so far.

"Charming humans, creating hallucinations, eating dreams, nightmares...there are so many abilities I know."

The little girl puffed her chest out, with a confident smile on her face.

"If you don't mind, can you be a guide for me? I am very interested in this ability, and I also believe that we can establish a good friendship."

Even with it, there can be friendship between them.

Even though she looks like a child, the matter of mages exchanging "knowledge"...it can only be said to be thirsty for knowledge, and there is nothing to be ashamed of.

"You really look like a hypocrite..."

"You have to say something nice, don't you?"

He stroked his chin, his gaze moved back and forth between Ram and Rem.

"So, what's your answer?"

"This is the talent of Nightmare. Even if we are half-Nightmare, we can still use the power brought by this bloodline."

In other words, this ability is equivalent to her instinct, and she herself is in the state of "only using it, but not knowing the principle".

Maybe some mature nightmares will know the wisdom hidden in their talents, but these two little guys are unlikely to be clear. Their personalities are at this age. If they really understand the principle, judging from their previous performance... pull It's more likely that Tom will show off directly in front of him.

"...It suits you quite well."

After talking for a long time, it turned out to be a "warlock"... Well, he admitted that he and this "second generation" who rely on blood talent don't have many topics in common—most mages have the same attitude towards warlocks.

Go up the spiral staircase and you will see the light again.

"Okay, let's summarize your roles..."

He calculated, and set his sights on the second "main task".

*

It has been two days since they "stayed" in the Viscount's mansion, and these three idle "people" acted like social parasites - not working, just whoring for nothing.

Supporting the table, his arms straddled the table, and then he picked up a delicate little cake - he had already finished his dessert, but his appetite was still not satisfied. In this case, he could only sacrifice the stomach of others.

However, maybe the two people in front of him don't have the "stomach" organ.

"You really like sweets."

Naiyali tapped the table lightly, slightly dissatisfied.

"However, if you really want to continue eating, it's best to ask those pastry chefs to make some more. Anyway, it's not the first time you've done 'hinting' this kind of thing. Why bother to grab my pastries?"

"Maybe the pastries on other people's plates are more fragrant?"

Bai Suo didn't care.

"Your potion might be more fragrant."

"I made that thing myself, and I know what it smells like."

He picked up the handkerchief, wiped the corners of his mouth slowly, and then looked out the window.

"Why, isn't it the first time the flame ignited and two little guys jumped down? It shouldn't be worth your attention."

The whole Ximu Town is just that big, what happened...wouldn't they know?

"Perhaps you are right, but today may still be a special day."

"What's so special?"

"The day when the princess took the initiative to attack."

"Oh ho ho ho - is it the 'Little Baien love plan 2.0 version' we formulated?"

"We have never made such a strange plan. If you want to divert your girlish heart, please don't drag me and His Majesty Yog."

How good Yog is, she spends most of her time in a state of silence, and things in the outside world seldom make this Miss Outer God express any emotion, which can be said to be two extremes with Niyali.

"A high-cold girl and a vigor girl have attributes that complement each other."

"You are not a girl."

Once again, Naiyali's mind was read, but the smile on Bai Suo's face remained unchanged.This is probably the gift of the terrible force of "habit".

"It's sad, I was almost pregnant with your child, and you are still denying my dignity as a woman here."

"If you are really pregnant, it will be the bottom of despair in my life."

Different from ordinary, slightly cold eyes shot at Naiyali.The girl felt the piercing gaze, and turned her gaze slightly, which was clear even without guessing—Yog.

She could see that Yog really cared about Bai Suo.

Uh-huh... It's an unexpected good thing that the Outer God, who has no weaknesses, has one more weakness.

"Okay, I admit defeat, don't look at me, Miss Yog~"

She blinked playfully, and had to say, this Miss Outer God has done a pretty good job of hitting other people's mentality...

"Let's talk about it—take the initiative, do you want Danterian to approach Bai En? The actual effect of this method may not be great. We have been arranging them to meet these days, but in the end you also I see."

"Perhaps you are right. Bai En is just as you expected. He is not good at dealing with pure girls who approach him with kindness, but it is clear that Danterian's suspicious label has a higher priority in his heart." .”

"But it might be different today."

After being said that, she became interested.

"Oh, how could it be different?"

"Her image in Bai En's heart has been preliminarily established. It is a good impression. After all, Bai En is wary of the truth hidden behind Danterian, not such a silly little girl."

His eyes moved to the only dessert plate left - that was the little pudding in front of Yog.

Bai Suo smiled at Yog, and stretched out his hand to fork the pudding.The girl tilted her head slightly, and he moved his mouth, making an "ah" mouth shape.

"what?"

He fed her a bite.

"So, she has the ability to knock the first crack."

He turned his head and snapped his fingers.

"Let our Danterian deliver honey."

--love story.

Chapter 059 Honey

Helping herself to tie an apron, Miss Danterian was active in the kitchen while all the maids covered their mouths in surprise.

"Miss Danterian, it's not suitable for you to do this kind of thing. If you want to eat some dessert, just ask us pastry chefs to make it..."

A few drops of sweat dripped from the forehead of the pastry chef wearing a turban, and he looked at this dreamy girl in a daze.He wasn't stupid because of her appearance, this kind of reaction was purely because Danterian's identity was much higher than his.

Admittedly, Danterian is beautiful.In the eyes of most people, this innocent girl even gives people a fairy-like dreamlike feeling.However, no matter how beautiful Danterian was, these servants who were born in a certain era would not dare to offend her.

"No, I'll do it myself."

The girl humming an unknown beat raised her head and smiled kindly at the innocent pastry chef, then took off her white lace gloves and rolled up the sleeves of her Victorian dress.It has to be said that she was able to roll up the sleeves instead of tearing the silk, which is also a remarkable move, but she almost scared the pastry chef to death.

She ran to the ingredients cabinet in small steps, picking out her favorite ingredients one by one.

"Wait, Miss Danterian, these things are really not suitable for you to touch..."

He tried his best to persuade the noble lady, and only hoped that she would not come to play with these things.Although the status of pastry chefs is not very low, in fact, there are only a few famous pastry chefs with some social status, and 90.00% of five people in the industry... in this specific era background, they can only be servants serving others no.

"Do not talk."

Turning around, pointing at the pastry chef, and mentally crushing the pastry chef as a "superior person"—in fact, Danterian didn't know her status at all, just according to her recent behavior Judging from their living conditions, none of these people would violate her request.

This is a wonderful misunderstanding. Although Bai En has not declared Danterian's identity in public, in the eyes of many servants, Danterian is not only a custom-made dress, but also warm hospitality... This is probably A character like a sweetheart.

No one dared to offend Danterian, and Danterian, a naive child, didn't know what others thought of her. She didn't even know the meaning of "nobility", and now she was just doing things according to the habit.

"but--"

"If you talk about it again, I'm going to get angry."

Childish remarks like a child, but if this child holds the power to feel the future and fate of others... I believe no one would dare to violate it.

Under the power, the poor Mr. Pastry Chef chose to remain silent.He only hoped that the viscount would not blame him when he came back, and he also hoped that this girl who could tell at a glance that she had no cooking experience would not mess up his working place.

"Well... there are a lot of things..."

Walking around casually, looking at the dazzling array of ingredients, the fake noble lady suddenly felt that she couldn't change her mind. After all, this was a decision made by her head, and she didn't have any experience as a chef before.

Naturally, she thought of Mr. Pastry Chef behind her.

"Well-meaning uncle, do you have any comments?"

Then the pastry chef just gave her a blank look before pointing at himself suspiciously.

"It's you, you can talk again now."

There was something stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it, but the girl in front of him was really harmless... He could only lament his misfortune from the bottom of his heart, and then put on a forced smile.

"Miss, then you have to let me know what you want to do first."

"Probably... pastry?"