After a few days of recuperation, Melante's injuries were almost healed.
Moreover, he could eat the delicacies that Meg sent to him every day. The originally skinny Melante had gained a lot of weight. His complexion was rosy, and he looked healthier than before he was injured.
However, because of this, he lost some of his ghost aura and looked like an ordinary old man.
"Come in." Meg naturally would not refuse their request to come in for a drink. Since Melante's injuries had recovered, it was time for him to continue searching for Joshua. He was a large-scale human radar.
"What would you like to drink?" Meg closed the door and asked with a smile.
"Mr. Mak, the wine you gave me last time. My grandpa has been scolding me for days, saying that I wasted good wine," Noah said with a bitter face. Noah had a bitter look on his face. Because of that small pot of wine, he had received a lot of love education from his grandfather these days.
"Maotai, right? Have a seat first. I'll prepare some dishes to go with the wine." Meg nodded and turned to go into the kitchen.
After a while, Meg came out with three dishes and a bottle of Maotai.
Noah was being pulled by Amy to play with her knitting.
"You're so stupid. You can't even do this."
"Oh my god, it's not like this. You have to cross over first. You're so stupid."
"Not this one, that one. You're so stupid."
Amy, who had no talent in knitting, finally found the joy of the game when she met Noah, who had no talent at all.
"It seems like … I'm really stupid?" Noah's eyes widened as he looked at the messy knitting in his hands and fell into deep thought.
Melante crossed his legs and looked at Amy and Noah with a smile. He was just like an old man. He did not have the temperament of a big boss of the Ghost Clan.
"Old man, how's your injury?" Meg opened the wine cork and poured a glass for Melante.
"It's completely healed. I can do whatever I want," Melante answered, but his eyes were completely attracted by the wine in the glass in front of him.
This wine was extremely fragrant. Even though he had lived for 700 years, he had never smelled such a rich and alluring wine aroma.
Therefore, after drinking a few drops of the remaining wine in the bottle that day, he could not forget about it until today. Earlier, when he smelled the fragrance of the wine from the street, he could not hold himself back and waited until the tavern closed before he came to ask for a cup of wine.
"Come, let's have a toast." Meg could see that his mind was on the wine, so he was not in a hurry to talk about business.
"Thank you for saving my life, and for your hospitality during this period of time," Melander said to Mag solemnly as he raised his wine glass.
"You're welcome." Meg clinked glasses with him and took a sip.
Melander picked up his wine glass and downed it in one gulp.
This wine was sweet and soft as it entered the throat. Its mellow fragrance spread out in the mouth like a dense fog, causing one to sink deep into it.
"Good wine …" Melante opened his eyes after a long time and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.
He had never drunk such good wine in his life. After drinking a cup of wine, he felt a little light-headed. A warm feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, and his whole body felt very comfortable.
Meg filled his glass again and said with a smile, "If the old man likes it, feel free to drink. There's more wine."
"Then this old man won't hold back." Melander picked up his wine glass and downed it in one gulp. He had not touched a single drop of wine during these days of recuperation, so his alcohol addiction was already difficult to bear.
"I … I want some too?" Noah said in a small voice, reaching out to grab the wine bottle.
"Children don't drink wine. You're in charge of pouring the wine. Go get yourself some water." Melander raised his head and looked at him.
"I'm already an adult," Noah argued.
Melander curled his lips and said, "That's according to a person's age. In the Ghost Clan, you're only an infant. You're not even as old as Little Boss."
"I …" Noah was speechless for a moment.
Amy, who was drinking freshly squeezed juice at the side, had her eyes lit up. She looked at Noah with a smile and said, "Really? Then can I call you Little Brother Noah from now on? "
"You can't."
"Little Brother Noah."
"I already said you can't."
"Little Brother Noah, be good." Amy reached out and patted Noah's head. Then, she really took out a piece of candy and handed it to Noah.
"I don't want it." Noah wanted to cry but had no tears to shed.
Amy said with a serious expression, "This is plum candy. It's sweet and sour. It's super delicious. You definitely haven't eaten it before."
"Really?" Noah looked at the candy lying in Amy's small palm and gulped.
"Here, smell it." Amy tore open the packaging and leaned in front of Noah. The faint sour smell of plums wafted out.
"Gulp." Noah swallowed his saliva. It really was the sweet and sour taste of plums.
"Here." Amy poured the candy from her palm into Noah's hand.
After a moment of hesitation, Noah still tossed the plum candy into his mouth.
The sweet and sour taste made his expression twist instantly. However, after he got used to it quickly, he found the taste to be quite fascinating.
Amy looked at him with a smile, and said, "Since you've eaten my candy, you'll be my little brother from now on."
"Huh???" Noah's face was full of question marks.
"Father said that you can't beat me. So, just accept your fate."
Amy was still smiling, but in Noah's eyes, it had become a little devil's smile.
Like father, like daughter. Although Amy was only four years old, she was Alex and Irina's daughter!
Such a terrifying combination product must be someone with extraordinary talent. Otherwise, Crassus and Julian wouldn't have fought to take her in as their disciple.
As for whether she was really more powerful than him, after coming to Rodu, he had already heard the news of her defeating an 8th-tier magic caster and becoming the champion of the Magic Caster Tournament.
"So, it's all a plum candy's fault that I've become your little brother?"
Noah was a little sad.
Look up.
"It's okay, Little Brother Xi. Big Sister Amy will take care of you in the future," Amy said maturely as she was very satisfied with this little brother that she had just taken in.
Noah didn't have any doubts about that.
This was a monster who could defeat an 8th-tier magic caster at the age of four. She might even become a great magic caster before she was 10 years old.
Moreover, she was a super second-generation magic caster who excelled in both close combat and long-range magic. Her father was the most powerful man in the world, and her mother was the most beautiful woman in the world!
Really, even the princess of the Roth Empire couldn't compare to her.
Of course, if he knew that the archbishop of the Holy See was looking for her everywhere to be the Saintess, he would definitely kneel even faster.
As they drank, Meg didn't talk about anything serious with Melant. Anyway, if he talked about it now, he would forget about it the next day. So, he might as well not waste his breath.
After drinking half a bottle of Maotai, Melant collapsed on the table drunk.
Meg put down the half-empty glass of wine in his hand, and said to Noah, "Come over for breakfast tomorrow morning. We'll talk about it tomorrow."
"Alright." Noah, who hadn't touched the wine, left with Melant on his back.
Amy looked at Meg, who had closed the door, and asked expectantly, "Father, did I do well today?"
"Yes, Amy did very well. I'll reward you with a big drumstick tomorrow." Meg nodded. The little fellow's acting today was so natural that no one would associate her with the fierce little boss who was collecting money with her hands behind her back.
"Amy likes big drumsticks!" Amy said with a smile on her face as she nodded her little head.
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