The Demon’s Menu

Chapter 172: Visitor

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Dinner went on late into the night.

Several chefs were so exhausted that they were almost supported to stand.

Everyone had a look of doubt about life on their faces.

Edible, as chefs, they have seen it themselves.

Master Gerald is very good at eating, and has three times more food than ordinary people.

That lady has the appetite of an average strong man, which is also amazing.

But compared to Jason.

The two are really nothing.

It's like a bottomless pit, no matter what goes in, the lower abdomen can't see a little change.

At the beginning, the chefs were still pursuing fineness, and the meat was roasted piece by piece.

Later, it has become a roast of the whole sheep.

But even so, the speed of roasting can't keep up with the speed of Jason's eating. Since he has the passive talent of tooth strengthening, the days when he doesn't have to spit out his bones are really wonderful.

Crunchy.

The meat is crispy.

Muscles and mouth.

The pith is soft and tender.

Jason, who was a little carried away for a while, completely let go of himself.

He didn't stop until his stomach felt full.

To the horror of the chefs.

Gerald was surprised.

Denise's envy.

Jason coughed lightly.

"Dinner, just five minutes full."

Jason said very modestly.

In fact, he was only full.

Gerald was thinking about whether the property he left to his cousin was not enough. According to Jason's food intake, if he didn't manage it properly, he might be poor within three years.

"I envy you who can eat and not get fat."

"Is there any secret?"

"Tell me, don't tell anyone else."

Denise whispered, and at the same time stretched out her oily paws to grab Jason's sleeve, but Jason dodged it in disgust.

"Go wipe your hands."

Jason said.

"good."

Denise agreed, but sucked the grease from her fingers. Then, forgetting to ask Jason's secret just now, she happily took out the snail from the cloth skirt, bouncing towards it. Go inside.

"I'm full~"

"Little snail~what do you want to eat~"

Seeing Denise's heartless figure, Gerald smiled and stood up.

It was late at night, and he needed to return to 111 Durham Street.

Of course, not rest.

Some things still need him to deal with.

The moment before dawn is when he rests.

"See you on the beach at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

"I will systematically teach you the sword skills, fighting skills and shooting skills of the Griffin genre."

Gerald said.

"Um."

Jason nodded, watching Gerald's back as he left.

The attendants and servants around saluted Jason and left one after another.

In an instant, the lively holiday cottage fell silent.

Jason wasn't used to it.

He began to patrol around the holiday cottage. Although he was sure that Gerald had arranged the most reliable guards, Jason still couldn't change some habits.

After checking around twice and confirming that there is no problem, Jason is ready to return to the room and advance to 'Night Watchman'.

At this moment, he heard the sound of the soles of his boots stepping on the gravel road.

Tread Tread.

The other party had no intention of hiding it.

Come in an open and aboveboard manner.

Son of Grand Duke 'Swallow Castle', Barney Clar.

The other party knocked on the trunk of the coconut tree next to the holiday cottage, just like knocking on the door.

Bang bang bang!

The voice was muffled, but it was enough to attract the attention of people with normal hearing, let alone Jason.

As early as the moment the footsteps came, Jason was watching the grand duke's son.

Looking at the other party who appeared, Jason was a little surprised.

But then he thought of the situation where the other party appeared on the steps of No. 111 Deren Street when he returned before.

"really!"

"It's not a mere coincidence!"

Even with Gerrard's explanation, Jason at this time has raised his vigilance.

"Good evening, Mr. Jason."

The grand duke's son greeted him very politely.

There is a huge difference from the unruly feeling when we met before.

Jason nodded in response.

The eyes are looking at each other indifferently.

Such an attitude made the grand duke's son smile bitterly.

"I'm sorry I gave you a bad impression before."

"That was my last choice to save my sister."

"I'm sorry if it bothered you."

Saying that, the grand duke's son bowed slightly.

Regardless of whether it is true or false, such a style is easy to make people feel good.

But Jason took a step to the side, avoiding the other party's salute, and his eyes were more vigilant than before.

Because, he clearly remembers the saying in his hometown, "Nothing to be courteous." Rape or steal'!

In fact, it is.

After seeing Jason's dodge, the smile on the prince's son's face froze slightly, and then he smiled wryly again.

Then the Grand Duke's son decided not to go around in circles anymore.

"My sister really likes Lord Gerald."

"So, I hope you can give me a sentence."

"Without."

Jason flatly refused.

Although he didn't know what the words were, Jason thought it would be better for the other party to speak to Gerald directly.

Once he gets involved, it will definitely affect Gerrard's subjective judgment.

Jason absolutely didn't want to see such a thing happen.

But the Grand Duke's son did not give up, and said in an almost pleading tone. .

"Just one sentence!"

"I will give you a fair reward..."

"Without."

Jason refused again.

And, pointing outward.

That meaning is naturally more obvious.

However, to Jason's expectation, the son of the grand duke who was rejected twice was not angry at all, let alone panicked, but relieved.

call!

He exhaled heavily, and a smile appeared on the face of the Grand Duke's son.

"Thanks."

He thanked Jason again.

Looking at Jason's puzzled gaze, the Grand Duke's son said softly:

"Carol, the only girl in our family, is my most beloved sister."

"I don't want her to marry Lord Gerald."

"It's not that Lord Gerald is not good enough, but that Lord Gerald is not suitable for marriage."

When he said these words again, the prince's son's face was filled with tenderness, and his eyes were full of love.

Then, there is a trace of sadness.

The Grand Duke's son continued:

"Carole is too young, she doesn't know what kind of husband she should find is the most suitable."

"She admired the heroic Gerald, but she never knew that a hero is definitely not a suitable husband, let alone a good father for her children."

"So, I am against this marriage."

"But there are some things that I can't stop."

Speaking of this, Barney Carla hammered the coconut tree in various ways.

The whole coconut tree swayed from side to side immediately.

His voice rose a notch.

"Father's decision, I can't stop it."

"And in the face of Carol's pleading just now, I will not refuse."

"I will do my best to fulfill her request."

"Even if... I don't want to."

"fortunately!"

"Fortunately you refused!"

"So, I thank you!"

"As a thank you, I'll let you in on a secret—"

A smile appeared on the face of the prince's son again. He looked at Jason, and after his voice stretched unconsciously, he said:

"The 'son of the curse' statement... is true!"