Chapter 693 Sharon, do you like spicy food?

Chapter 693 Sharon, do you like spicy food?

"Sharon, what do you want to eat tonight? Kung Pao Chicken or Fish-flavored Shredded Pork?"

"..."

"Sharon, do you prefer sweet or spicy food?"

"..."

"If you don't say anything, I'll assume you want spicy food, so let's have a spicy chicken, super spicy."

"It just so happens that I just caught a fat and big wild pheasant from the woods today. It should taste good."

"..."

In the quiet suburban manor, Hastur was busy in the kitchen, and Sharon was standing silently at the kitchen door holding Azshara.

Facing Hastur's repeated inquiries, she was silent.

This was due to the need to play the role of a silent disciple.

It was precisely because of this that Hastur especially liked to chat with her, always deliberately teasing her, under the pretext of helping her play the role of digesting potions.

Especially during the time when Miss Audrey took Susie out to travel.

Now the world is no longer as dangerous as before. God and the ancient sun god are sleeping, and Amon also went to the starry sky.

Safety is already guaranteed, not to mention that there are stars overlooking this land.

Miss Audrey did not continue to live a leisurely life, but began to challenge herself, and also to understand the world better.

"Huh, finally all done, I'm so tired." Hastur shook his hands in front of the prepared food, facing Sharon and said: "Sharon, I think you need to help me press my arm muscles a little. You know, for a person who has not exercised vigorously for a long time, excessive labor will cause him great physical fatigue."

Sharon just looked at Hastur without blinking, and did not do anything else. Hastur repeated what he had just said. Azshara meowed and curled up in Sharon's arms, and Sharon held it and left the kitchen.

"Alas, a man who doesn't know how to sympathize with himself."

Hastur put the prepared dishes on the plate and brought them out personally.

In order to seek quietness, there is no servant in this manor, and everything needs to be done by himself.

For example, preparing breakfast in the morning, trimming branches in the garden, watering, and occasionally sweeping the floor...

When Hastur and Sharon were preparing to enjoy dinner, night had fallen, and more than a dozen silver candlesticks were arranged in a heart shape.

Although this would make the lighting uneven, it was worth sacrificing a little lighting to create a romantic atmosphere.

Sharon didn't feel anything about it, but Hastur believed that life should have a sense of ritual, especially for himself who had gradually separated from the concept of human beings.

The necessary sense of ritual in life can help him stabilize his mental state and prevent him from quickly moving from humanity to divinity.

"Azshara, I didn't prepare your dinner tonight, you can only eat some dried fish."

Azshara pouted, licked her furry palm, snorted, and left with a plate of dried fish.

"Okay, no one is here to disturb us now." Hastur poured Sharon a glass of red wine, "Miss Sharon, would you please have a drink?"

Sharon still didn't speak, but just raised her glass silently and clinked it with Hastur.

"What a wonderful night."

Sharon just smiled faintly. Such a day is really good.

...

In Trier, the capital of Intis, today Roselle formally received the envoys from the Kingdom of Star Sea as Roger Gustav.

This is the last stop of the Kingdom of Star Sea's visit to various kingdoms.

"On behalf of the entire Republic of Intis, I welcome your arrival. May the friendship between Intis and the Kingdom of Star Sea last forever." Roselle welcomed warmly.

As the main envoy, Xiou also said some polite words, while Fors sat silently beside Xiou, expressionless, like a statue that could not speak or laugh.

On the way, Xiou specifically told her that if she didn't want to talk to others and waste time on these boring things, she should try to keep a posture of being unapproachable and difficult to get along with.

"Tonight I will hold a party at the famous White Maple Palace. I hope the two guests from afar can have fun."

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Archon." Xiou smiled appropriately.

At about seven o'clock in the evening, the party at the White Maple Palace officially began.

Roselle deliberately invited Miss Frank and Claude to attend. As for Robert, his background was already known, and his identity as a merchant's son was not enough to enter such a party.

Roselle was a master at attending banquets. Even though he played Roger Gustav at a young age, he was the one who was most comfortable at the banquet.

If he had not deliberately kept himself pure, he would have been conquered by the enthusiasm of the noble ladies and young ladies of Intis.

Halfway through the banquet, Fors, who had never liked the hustle and bustle, walked to a secluded place and quietly observed this drunken and extravagant banquet.

Compared with these, she preferred to visit the White Maple Palace. After all, the White Maple Palace was also the place where Emperor Roselle fell in the past, and it was considered a historical site.

Her eyes looked at them one by one with scrutiny, and finally fell on a figure who was busy eating dessert. She stared at it for a while and then moved away.

When the banquet was in full swing, Roselle also deliberately created an avatar and approached Claude and Miss Frank as Christian.

“I never thought that I would be able to come to Baifeng Palace to attend a banquet one day.” Roselle looked very honored.

"Yes, this is the place where the former Emperor Roselle fell." Miss Frank also felt quite touched.

Claude glanced at Roselle and said: "It is said that this Roger Gustav is the blood descendant of the great Emperor Roselle. He chose to hold a banquet in the White Maple Palace. I don't know whether he is remembering his ancestors or mocking them."

"..." Roselle's face changed slightly, and he cursed in his heart. This question is really tricky.

"He should be disdainful of the life of the great Emperor Roselle, so he mocked him in this way." Miss Frank also agreed with Claude's statement.

"I don't think so. After all, the great Emperor Roselle is also his ancestor." Roselle said with shame.

Miss Frank shook her head and said with a serious face: "You may not know much about the character of this Roger Gustav. His style of doing things is taboo-free, and he does not follow etiquette at all. He even changed some policies and laws formulated in the era of the great Emperor Roselle many times."

"..." Roselle stopped explaining. He simply felt that some of the laws in the past could not keep up with the times and needed to be changed.

"Perhaps this is the bloodline that has been passed down from generation to generation. Wasn't his ancestor, Emperor Roselle, also such a person?"

"Yes."

"..."

Listening to these discussions, Roselle regretted inviting this Claude to the banquet.

This man is not only very mysterious, but also very bold in his words.

After the banquet, Roselle separated a shadow clone and merged into the shadow, following Claude away, wanting to see what kind of origin he had.

Unexpectedly, Claude went directly to the Steam Church and never came out again.

"..."

In order not to have too much impact, Roselle's shadow clone did not enter the Steam Church, and could only wait outside the door until dawn.

The next morning, Claude stretched his waist and came out of the Steam Church, and then took a carriage home.

For several consecutive days, he did not have any abnormalities.

Rossel knew that the other party had seen through his methods, so he did not continue to investigate.

...

Six months after the establishment of the Curly-haired Baboon Research Society, there were two new members, one was a burly man in the Republic of Intis, and the other was a pen pal who had not yet met.

Miss Frank met him through the literary publishing house. The two of them communicated through traditional letter writing. It is said that the other party is a girl.

"Should we have our own code names? In this way, it will be convenient to hide our identities in the future. What do you think?" Miss Frank said excitedly.

"This is indeed a good suggestion." Robert was the first to agree.

Russell and Claude had no objections. As for the burly man who had just joined, he smiled foolishly and said nothing.