"Speaking of which, where's the hunter from yesterday? Why isn't he here yet? "Chen Ze pondered as he cooked the Nutty Sashimi.
Chen Ze thought the hunter would bring the cat chef to the restaurant today so that he could learn how to make the magical cat food. However, he did not expect to see the customer from yesterday.
"Mr. Manager, you sure are free." Betty yawned. Ever since Nyala left, no other customers had entered the shop.
"I know." Chen Ze looked at the fish soup that was slowly turning white and smacked his lips.
Chen Ze did not expect the Nutty Sashimi at first, so he did not have time to keep it fresh. Now, one-tenth of the fish was used, and the rest was still in the fridge.
The Nutty Sashimi was indeed a magical ingredient. Even without any seasoning, one could smell a pleasant aroma. The soup was almost the same as stock.
"I wonder what the Lavra is doing." Chen Ze held his chin and stirred the fish soup with the spoon he got last time.
A quarrel broke out in the Dark Council in the Negative Plane.
"I'll say it again! My slaves escaped to that disgusting city through your smuggling team! " A Lich shouted angrily. If the Lich had saliva, the Death Knight standing opposite him would probably be able to wash his face for free.
"What does the escape of your slaves have to do with me? My team just made some money. If you have any complaints, you can talk to the City of Hope." The Death Knight was indifferent. He took out a bottle of corpse maintenance oil and applied it on his skin.
"You bastard, you're already an Undead. Why are you still applying makeup?" The Lich looked at the Death Knight mockingly.
"What's wrong with me applying the maintenance oil? I'll apply whatever I want. Why don't you take a look at yourself? You smell like the Abyss Flower. What are you trying to do? " The Death Knight angrily took off his helmet, revealing a pale face and long blonde hair.
"If I didn't know better, I would've thought that you were going to the Lich's Happy Punch Shop! Do you have that organ? Stupid Lich! "The blonde Death Knight glanced at the Lich's thigh.
"Do you want to die? Do you want to have a taste of my Disintegrate? "The Lich raised his magic staff, and a majestic amount of magic energy gathered in it.
"Are you done quarreling?" A cold and emotionless voice, like a cold wind, interrupted the two people who were at daggers drawn.
Looking at Stan, who was sitting at the head of the table going through the documents, the Death Knight swallowed. She seemed to have attacked too many people just now.
"Hahahaha ~ Luckily, I'm not the chairman now." Lavra walked in proudly, wearing a pair of red high heels.
"That's your business too," Stan glanced at her and said with annoyance.
When Stan thought about it, he was annoyed. He wanted to go to Chen Ze's place for a Buffy, but he did not expect the City of Hope to trap him here.
"Hmph! You're the one who didn't handle things well, and now you're blaming me? "Lavra rolled her eyes, but she still looked at the two undead who were sitting restlessly.
"Why did you stop quarreling?" Lavra walked over slowly.
"Didn't I hear you mocking the Lich? Why did you stop?" Lavra walked to the side of the Death Knight and pressed on his shoulder.
The Death Knight trembled and lowered his head, not daring to speak.
"What about you? Aren't you going to use Disintegrate? "Lavra walked to the Lich's side, and the Lich's Soul Fire was surging.
"Tsk, you two, do you want to go to the Bloody Arena?" Lavra pursed her lips. These two were too cowardly.
"No, no, no, Lady Lavra." The Lich immediately shook his head. What a joke, only one person could survive in the Bloody Arena.
"I … I'm not going either …" The Death Knight looked at Lavra with a mocking smile.
"Tsk." Lavra shook her head. These two were just like the video she saw at Chen Ze's place.
The two dogs were barking fiercely with a railing between them, as if they were going to bite you to death. Without the railing, they stopped barking and fighting.
"Buffy," Stan suddenly said.
"It's very expensive to ask for my help." Lavra understood what Stan meant.
"Pay." Stan threw a bag in front of Lavra.
Lavra took a look and immediately understood what was inside.
"It's rare to be so generous. You, yes, you, come with me." Lavra pointed at the Death Knight.
"Eh?" The Death Knight pointed at himself and blinked.
"Eh what? I'm going to get something, and you can bring it to Stan. " Lavra looked at the Death Knight impatiently. If it wasn't for the fact that the Covenant of Darkness forbade characters other than Stan and Lavra from using teleportation magic, Lavra would rather bring the Lich with her.
"So that's why you're here?" Chen Ze looked at Lavra, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Although it was a very happy thing to see his girlfriend, after listening to Lavra's experience, Chen Ze felt like laughing.
Looking at the Death Knight who was sitting obediently in the restaurant, Chen Ze couldn't help but smile. This was probably the first delivery boy … no, delivery man in this world.
"Just make a Buffy for Stan first." Lavra gently shook Chen Ze's hand.
"No problem, but how do I preserve it? The Buffy is cold, so it can't be too hot. "Chen Ze was a little worried. If it was melted, it would be very awkward.
"Don't worry, all Death Knights know ice magic." Lavra didn't care at all.
Chen Ze nodded. That was true. He had worried for nothing.
Then Chen Ze quickly began to make the Buffy. He made twenty servings according to Stan's usual amount, but considering that Stan hadn't eaten for a long time, Chen Ze made ten more servings.
"Take these things and don't spill them. Use ice magic to keep them warm. Send them back quickly." Lavra took the Buffy. It was a glass cup that Chen Ze specially prepared.
When Chen Ze bought things for takeout in the past, he thought about what to do if he needed a glass cup in the future. Chen Ze didn't plan to use the glasses in the restaurant. After all, they were very hard, so Chen Ze simply bought some ordinary glasses. He didn't expect to use them now.
"O … Okay!" The Death Knight nodded and ran out immediately. When he closed the door, Chen Ze even heard a sigh of relief.
"Dear, what position do you like?" Lavra suddenly leaned over to Chen Ze's ear and asked in a low voice.
"Pfft!"
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