West, inside the Templar Hall.
"Well"
Edward slowly opened his eyes, his vision changed from blurry to clear, and he looked at the white ceiling above his head, with a painting clearly engraved on it.
A kind and pure angel, holding a silver cross, comes to the world to save the people who are in dire straits.
He immediately realized that this was the territory of the temple. Then he stood up suddenly, turned his head and looked around, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he finally saw the most important thing: her.
"Honey, darling. Wake up."
Edward shook Catherine gently, but no matter how much he called, she didn't wake up. It made him feel dizzy for a while, so he held his chin and thought for a while. He clapped his hands violently and said, "Yes!"
Then he leaned into Catherine's ear and whispered: "Oh my god! Why is there a pink snack castle here? Could it be that this is Alice's Wonderland?!"
“A dreamy girl’s wonderland!!!”
Catherine woke up from her dream immediately, stood up and shouted. Then he grabbed Edward's shoulders, shook him vigorously, and said, "Where, where?"
"Am I a fairy? Do I have glass slippers? Where are my seven dwarfs?"
Catherine was as happy as a little girl, with shining stars in her eyes. When Edward saw this, he also showed a look of reluctance and said, "Oh! My dear Linlin, you finally woke up."
"But I'm telling you, there's no glass slipper in Alice's Wonderland. That's Cinderella, and there's no Seven Dwarfs. That's Snow White."
After saying that, Catherine patted her head and said: "Oh, that's right. There must be a Mad Hatter, right? Where is it? Where is it?!"
Edward smoothed his hair with his hands, winked at her, and said, "My little fairy, the Mad Hatter is right in front of you, and this is a Mad Hatter riding a wild horse."
"Wow! White Horse Mad Hatter!" Catherine gave him a wink.
Edward reached out his hand to hold her chin and said, "It's the Wild Horse Mad Hatter~"
"What about your wild horse?" Catherine put her hands on his shoulders.
"Oh! I'm so sorry, but the rope of the wild horse is broken. I don't know where to run now, but you still have a wild Mad Hatter." Edward laughed.
"Then please, Mr. Mad Hatter, take me some fairy desserts." Catherine kissed his lips gently.
"Of course, my little fairy." Edward chuckled.
Then he opened the door and ran out. About ten minutes later, he found some desserts from nowhere.
He deliberately acted like a gentleman, handed the dessert to Catherine, and said: "Please enjoy, the little fairy's cake."
“There are also Mad Hatter’s hand-ground coffee, Mad Hatter’s special cookies, and the fairy’s favorite waffles.”
Catherine took the desserts and said with a smile: "Thank you very much. Your cooking skills are so good. They look like works of art, but they are abstract."
After saying this, she picked up a cake that was almost twisted into a ball and savored it with a fork. Then he picked up a huge waffle, which looked like three kinds of waffles.
And the fruits and sauces on top are extremely complicated and colorful. Fortunately, the taste is quite passable and does not reach the level of dark cuisine.
As for the cookies, if I hadn't told them the names, I wouldn't have recognized them as cookies. They looked like they were smashed into pieces and then stuck together in some way.
Finally, Catherine picked up the cup and sipped the coffee like an aristocrat. Then he put down the cup and said, "Mr. Mad Hatter, your hand-ground coffee is so delicious."
"It's my honor if the little fairy likes it." Edward smiled.
"Boom, boom, boom"
At this moment, there was a gentle knock on their door.
"excuse me."
Immediately afterwards, the druid walked in from outside the door. Seeing that the two of them were fine, he looked at the dessert Catherine was eating and said, "It turns out you are really awake."
"Druid? How did you know we were awake?!" Edward said in shock.
The druid looked blank and said, "In the neighborhood centered on St. Paul's Cathedral, people are spreading rumors that a man ran into a large cake shop and knocked out the boss."
"Then I almost blew up the cake shop before I made a cake ball that resembled a dark dish. I hugged it and ran out. Thirty seconds later, I appeared a few blocks away."
"Snatching all the limited-edition waffles that were just made, then the hammer smashed them into a large waffle, and fled again. Then thirty seconds later, several blocks away."
"This is the same man who showed up in a big shopping mall and snatched away a thousand pounds worth of handmade master-class cookies. He also took a mixer when he ran away."
"In front of everyone's eyes, he threw the cookies in and mixed them into a ball. He also took out a small musket to dry them and made some messy cookies. The cookie masters were so angry that they almost vomited blood and died."
Upon hearing these words, Edward bared his teeth, rubbed his head and said, "At least, this man has great taste. He is a talented pastry chef who can make so many combination desserts."
"But they are so awesome! They actually know that I did it. Is there a detective?"
The druid rolled his eyes at him and said: "There is no detective, but you are an idiot who can't find the way and always asks people. And you don't change your clothes. You laugh every time after robbing something."
"Finally, you walked into a famous coffee shop that has been around for decades. Did you say a few words to the barista there?"
"Yes, please teach me how to make hand-ground coffee." Edward smiled.
"Then why did you go to the supermarket and buy a bag of instant coffee after you went out? Moreover, you went to the coffee shop to ask for the water for brewing?" Druid said with a dark face.
I saw Edward looking around with a sly look, then he put it close to the Druid's ear and said, "Shh! Don't tell anyone else this secret!"
"Actually, after observation, I discovered that the reason why their hand-ground coffee tastes good is because they brew it with their own water! This water may be hand-ground water!"
Catherine cheered after hearing this: "Oh! My Mad Hatter, you are so talented! You can even see such secrets. Let's open a hand grinding cafe in the future!"
"No problem, little fairy wife!" Edward turned around and gave a thumbs up and smiled.
After hearing this, Druid's mind was filled with dark thoughts. He seemed to feel a gust of wind, and he was messy in the wind. Is hand ground coffee because the water is different, water, and hand ground coffee? ?
"You guys, just be fine, rest for a while and then go back." Druid said sarcastically, turned around and left.
He wanted to leave this "place of right and wrong" quickly. If he didn't escape, he might have his IQ lowered by these idiots.
"By the way, Druid, how long have we been unconscious?" Edward asked.
The druid turned around after hearing this and said: "You have been unconscious for a month and a half, and a lot of things have happened in the west. But you don't have to worry, the temple and the black tower have not fallen yet."
"The Hunters' Guild did not suffer much damage. Under the leadership of Cathy, they fought bravely against the vampires. It's just that we allowed one of the vampires' plans to succeed. We don't know what kind of disaster they will bring."
"Now Clara is seriously injured and dying, and our god's will is gradually dimming. Will the future of mankind really lead to the darkness of destruction? Or is there anyone who can save the world?"
Thinking of this, a scene emerged in his mind. After Dracula was resurrected, he led his Blood River Army and the Thirteen Princes to sweep across the entire West.
All the souls on the earth are in ruins, and no one can contend with it. People are either turned into their blood food, or turned into blood slaves. When the West is completely invaded, it will go to the East to invade China.
The water in China is too deep, and there are more orthodox inheritances than the entire world combined. But the strongest among them, Wang Xuanming, known as the "War Immortal" in the West, was also defeated by Dracula.
Although his son has grown to a level that is almost the same as him. But after all, he is far worse than Dracula. According to their understanding, the so-called "distance between immortals and mortals" is the gap between humans and gods!
No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot be a match for God. If Wang Bugui cannot become a "War Immortal", his chances of winning against Dracula will be very slim.
Druid really doesn't have much hope for this prospect. But he will not be afraid, because he is already prepared to die heroically on the battlefield against evil for his own honor.
"No matter what, I believe the boss will lead us to overcome all difficulties. Because the boss is a living miracle!"
At this moment, Edward said resolutely.
"That's right! Even if despair and darkness cover the whole world, the boss can lead us to tear away all the darkness and make the world still so beautiful!"
Catherine also expressed her stance seriously, their eyes full of determination. Having great trust in Wang Bugui, the druid smiled happily when he saw this, then turned and left.
He knows that when a fool suddenly talks seriously about a person, it means that this person is worthy of everyone's trust.