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Netheril's Glory Chapter 777

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Chapter 777: Apple pie.

"Come and try this apple pie. This is the most popular food in my hometown."

Using the hand of the mage to deliver a piece of candied fruit mixed with jam fillings to the seated girl gods, the performance of the "pale ghost" at this time is like a chef simply waiting for diners to appreciate the food, his smile and language Without any ridicule or hostility at all, that kind of sunny friendship feels like a ray of sun set off in an empty palace

Aztlan deserves to be a kind-hearted camp professional. Even in the face of a potential enemy, he is still able to maintain a sincere and friendly smile to entertain the "smile" that enters the banquet.

Although in aristocratic banquets, "tolerant banquets and embrace guests who come for any purpose" is a well-known basic style, in reality there are very few aristocrats who can do this.

In contrast, the behavior and actions of the White-robed Mage at this time are enough to be regarded as the highest standard of "kind nobles", because what he called "all guests are all guests" is by no means merely talking like ordinary nobles. At this time, Aztlán's attitude towards the stalker "Smile" was really not at all hostile or unfriendly.

But... Regardless of whether the spellcaster who entertained his enemy maintains a friendly attitude, the "smile" as the "dinner" will never relax his vigilance.

Even though it seems that Aztllan is not capable or intends to take action against the exposed girl god, this does not mean that "smiling" has already lost hostility to the "enemy" in front of him.

Facing Aztlan who didn't know what he was doing, the girl god was ready to fight at any time, and she had no intention of tasting the piece of apple pie in front of her.

So, after taking a look at the jam-sweetened delicacy, "Smile" gently stretched out his hand to push the plate of apple pie aside, then raised his head and said to the white-robed mage cautiously:

"Thank you for your kindness, but the concubine does not like to taste the "dessert", maybe a "main dish" that will be presented as soon as possible is more concubine's taste!"

Implied words were spoken between the lips and teeth of the girl god, and the long dining table illuminated by the hall lights also fell into a dead silence.

At this moment, the apprentices who were sitting at the dining table ready to pick up their knives and forks were so scared that a good banquet had suddenly become a confrontation between two legendary professionals. There are huge murderous intent and temptation hidden in every sentence of this "big guy".

Unknowingly, the more and more silent atmosphere began to dissipate the warmth brought by the lights, and the galloping Zhengstring seemed to have sounded the horn of war.

Perhaps in the next second, the battle that erupts in an instant will sweep away all the delicious food that seems to be rich and delicious, and the entire city of White Rock will be transformed into a battlefield for legendary powerhouses in an instant...

Fortunately, Aztlan is a sensible mage, not a brave combat fanatic. Although the "smiling" look that seems to be looking for flaws and ready to attack at any time makes people feel uncomfortable, but from The white-robed mage who had never thought about starting the battle did not respond with a tough "smile" with a tough action.

Watching the porcelain plate pushed away by the girl god, Aztlan, whose expression was very calm from beginning to end, just retrieved an apple pie from the dining car pushed by the servant, and then slowly cut it with a knife. The jam-filled meringue said softly:

"A person once said that ambition is the driving force for progress, and desire is the meaning of survival... This sentence still sounds very emotional. Therefore, when I was young, I rushed to such a point of view-I am eager to get more. Knowledge, desire to become extremely powerful, and use curiosity as an excuse to embark on a long journey, but..."

Putting a small piece of apple pie covered with crystal-clear apple sauce in his mouth, the white robe mage squinted his eyes and chewed slowly with enjoyment.

"...Now I understand that too much pursuit will only make me miss many more exciting scenery. Those fame, fortune, power, and power that are touted by people are not what I want, until I am locked in this huge cage, until Knowing the fact that I cannot leave, and having time to calm down and think, I discovered the scenery that really met my inner expectations."

Aztlan, who swallowed the sweet food in his mouth and looked directly at the "smiling" red pupil, looked sincere at this time.

"Have you seen this apple pie? When I was a child, I was the first heir to a large noble family, and this kind of apple pie is our little plane's famous "poor food"... It is very, very delicious, but it is Because it was too cheap, it was regarded by the nobles as "the only things to eat for the untouchables"... You know, when I was a child, what I wanted most was this delicate and flavorful apple pie that was only eaten by the lower servants of the family. .

It’s just that I was so busy at the time that I quickly forgot about it, and I never took the time to taste this delicious food... until I was finally locked in this isolated cage As a legendary mage, I brought this extremely simple formula into my mouth."

After showing a self-deprecating smile, Aztlan's tone became much more brisk. Maybe he thinks that the girl god is now in a cage, facing the mortal realm, will put aside some "strong obsessions", white robe The Master seems to be trying to convey some of his own "reclusive" concepts to "Smile".

Although more than 90% of these words may be just a prelude to his real purpose, but Aztlan's tone has been very sincere from beginning to end.

Especially when talking about his thoughts about the "Apple Pie", the brightly smiling white-robed mage spread his hands and made a relaxing movement............

It can be seen that all the feelings that this legendary mage said are indeed a summary of his inner mind.

"When I tasted the apple pie that I was looking forward to when I was a child for the first time in my life, I realized many truths that were ignored by me-when we are busy pursuing desires and interests, we always forget our original intentions and many pasts. The subtle beauty that has been missed............If there is no hope for the future, then why don’t we take the "now" seriously? Maybe this solid magic lock is blocking us from moving forward, but we can still Get a brand new happiness on the existing basis"…………

"Really ridiculous nonsense! In the concubine's body and mind, only climbing to the top of the world is the most interesting thing. Your thoughts are nothing more than cowardly evasion who dare not face the reality... Enough! Don't want to listen to these nonsense, now let's talk about your real purpose, don't tell me you, a legendary spellcaster, will count on "mouths" to impress concubine"!

Facing Aztlan's sincere "brainwashing", the ambitious girl god is completely indifferent.

Obviously, Aztlán thought that the girl god who was imprisoned in the magic fan and could not return to the kingdom of God had accepted the arrival of death calmly, and a "completely desperate" legendary professional is likely to agree that he "enjoyed in time" "The point of view.

However, it is a pity that he underestimated the ambition of "smile" and the "plug-in" of punk. The "smile" is far from sinking into the abyss of despair. The white-robed mage carefully prepared some "big principles". No use at all............


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