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Chapter 810

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Demps didn't advocate directly prying into the lord's true form.

Not to mention whether Han Dong could resist the mental pressure and all kinds of images that could evoke primitive fear.

This kind of prying was considered a very impolite behavior in itself.

Fortunately, Han Dong was secretly prying through the little magic eye that was hidden. The lord didn't seem to notice it, but he also seemed to notice it, but he didn't care too much.

Demps quietly massaged him.

Han Dong, who slowly calmed down, revealed a satisfied smile under the mask and also sent a voice transmission.

"It won't kill me to take a look … Besides, I did see something 'crucial'."

"Oh, how crucial?"

"It's so crucial to be able to deduce the 'essence'. Let's talk about it when we go back to bed."

The two under the mask stopped communicating.

The candlelight flickered.

The lord slowly floated down from the platform on the second floor of the banquet hall and landed on the host's seat.

The hands that were used to carry the sun and moon remained the same.

The hands that were crossed in front of his chest slowly flattened on both sides of the cutlery, holding the knife and fork.

An ethereal voice came from under the holy robe. It wasn't the head that was speaking, but the entire body.

"Enjoy the food that I prepared for everyone, including the four humans who came from afar. I also prepared local Italian cuisine for you. It should suit your taste."

The pig head chef served the appetizers to the distinguished guests.

"Perugian-style sashimi."

The delicate fish fillet was decorated with celery and the surface was drizzled with fragrant gravy. The fragrance that assailed the nostrils made the Hybrid Demons who were born in small tribes or who didn't pay attention to food a little unable to hold back.

Every 'diner' had received a special reminder before eating — they must not show any 'discomfort' in front of the lord.

However, these Hybrid Demons liked it, but it didn't mean that Han Dong and the others liked it.

Not to mention whether it was delicious or not, there was a problem with the ingredients used in this appetizer.

Celery was planted outside the city, and it was currently wriggling on the surface of the fish fillet like an earthworm.

The sashimi itself wasn't completely dead. Because of the stimulation of the celery, it immediately curled up and rolled up the celery on its own.

As for the thick and fragrant gravy.

Han Dong guessed that it was cooked with rat meat and added with special spices.

It was also possible that the gravy itself was smelly. It was only because he was currently in the depths of the palace that his mind was invaded.

Even if it was smelly, it still smelled extremely fragrant.

"Pollution", "Nausea", "Parasitic Risk"

Han Dong naturally could not let such filthy meat enter the mouth of the pure Knight Wino.

He wasn't in a hurry to eat. First, he observed how the other guests ate and whether they needed to take off their masks.

Most of the Hybrid Demons continued to wear masks while eating.

Through the openings on the surface of the mask, or through the gaps at the bottom of the mask, 'tentacles' grew out.

He curled the knife and fork around his mouth and slowly put the food into his mouth.

Since that was the case, Han Dong could do the same.

Han Dong had set up a unique motto in advance regarding the food outside the city - "Whether it's fishy or stinky, it's all meat in my mouth."

In the inner layer of the mask worn by Wino, there was a mucosal layer of tentacles that Han Dong had set up.

The moment it was wrapped in the sashimi, it triggered a void transmission and sent the dish directly into Han Dong's mouth.

"Hmm, it's quite delicious. This fresh fish fillet and celery is very chewy. Coupled with the fragrant gravy, it makes people feel like their clothes are about to burst. "

Next, as the main dishes were served.

Han Dong transformed into a Taotie and began to eat the meat in big mouthfuls.

Of course, the so-called big mouth was also covered under the mask … He still looked very gentle on the outside.

"Black Vortex Torso" paired with "Faceless Head"

He just shouted "Oreo" and swallowed everything in his stomach.

This kind of food outside the city was completely nutritious for Han Dong. It didn't matter if it was smelly or not.

But … eating was eating.

Han Dong, who was extremely perceptive, faintly felt a sense of being watched from "all directions" during the meal. It was as if something was observing the guests through the walls of the banquet hall.

But due to etiquette, Han Dong couldn't look around.

Just as Han Dong rushed to eat the main dishes for two people and planned to use the action of wiping his mouth to capture the source of the sense of being watched.

The first accident happened at the banquet table.

A "Newborn Body - Hybrid Demon" had never eaten such a delicacy before. Under the bombardment of a round of main dishes, he finally "lost his composure."

He threw away the knife and fork and took off the mask.

Revealing the head that had completely evolved into a mouth structure, like a rice bucket, he poured the main dishes into his body.

Chirp Chirp Chirp ~

The "Caged Bird" made a burst of sound.

The Lord's arm used to carry the "Moon" pointed to the VIP who lost his composure.

The palm made a "cross" gesture in the air.

The ink-colored [X-shaped] pattern directly formed on the surface of the VIP's body … forcibly breaking the limbs, twisting and compressing.

Finally, even the tableware used by this person was erased by the ink.

"What ability is this?"

Han Dong's attention was instantly attracted. He tried to analyze the ability through the situation he had just observed, but there was no result.

Demps was silent, and Knight Charlie also showed a difficult expression.

After a while, the banquet ended.

"Distinguished guests from afar, you are tired from the journey, so you are not in a hurry to go to the art corridor for a visit and in-depth discussion. For the rest of the day, please stay in your room and have a good rest. You can also leave the palace and relax in the city.

Tomorrow, I will arrange for you to go to the art corridor in batches. "

In this way, as the Lord floated away, the guests returned to their rooms.



Outside the banquet hall.

A group of painters with different postures who were recognized by the Lord were painting. They surrounded the banquet hall, and through the stone wall, they were painting each VIP in detail.

This was also the real reason why Han Dong felt the sense of being watched.

The realistic portraits of Demps, Charlie, and Wino all appeared on the canvas.

However, there was a problem with the artists who were responsible for Han Dong's painting.

"How about the painting?"

"Lord, this person can't be painted …"

This group of painters were not only selected Mantis Demons, but they also had the "artistic cells" that came from the Lord. It was impossible for them to be unable to paint.

On the canvas that several painters worked together, Han Dong was painted into a deformed monster.

And Han Dong's brain couldn't be painted no matter what. All the painters tried their best, but they could only barely draw a circle and add some shadows.

It looked like a "braised egg" grafted on a strange body. It was quite out of place and had no beauty.

Seeing this scene.

The Lord was a little happy. "Pay special attention. Then, make the" models "of the other three as soon as possible."

"Yes."

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