Kurt Horton knew that his friend Corin would not be used to the situation of a banquet, so he left his personal attendant behind as a buffer and response. Fire? Then? Wen??
W? W? W? W?
Kuer Horton had considerable confidence in his attendant's ability to adapt to changing circumstances.
But …
Looking at the guests in the hall, who either fell to the ground or stood trembling on the spot, Kurt Horton suddenly realized that he had underestimated his friend's "directness".
Most of the time, Kieran was a direct person.
Because it could save him a lot of time to invest in the things he cared about and liked.
No doubt, dealing with strangers was not something Kieran liked.
So, when facing a group of angry men who were treated coldly by the three ladies, Kieran did not wait for them to come closer, he simply glanced at them.
Not at full strength.
Just a little bit of his aura.
But even so.
It was enough to let these hot-blooded, greenhouse flowers who did not know their own limits understand what cruelty was.
Smelling the blood in their nostrils.
Mountains of corpses and seas of blood seemed to appear before their eyes.
Their ears were filled with waves of wails before death.
These young nobles, who usually boasted about their bravery and bravery and could praise themselves for hunting down a rabbit for three months, were all paralyzed on the ground. Some of them even had their pants wet.
Even those meticulously selected guards could barely stand.
Marquis Horton's attendants, however, did not change their expressions, only their breathing quickened.
Then?
The attendants' gaze towards Kieran changed continuously.
Especially Kurt Horton's personal attendant.
He knew some information.
He was not surprised at Kieran's strength.
But …
This was a little too strong!
Just a glance!
Even the leaders and captains of the Royal Guards were only at this level, right?
But this was indeed a good thing for the young master!
The attendant could not help but feel relieved in his heart when he thought of something.
But when the attendant turned around and saw the mess in front of him, his face was immediately filled with bitterness.
He would definitely be reprimanded by Sir Marquis!
The moment he thought about how he had to face that lord's rigid and solemn face, the bitterness in the servant's eyes became more obvious.
Marquis Wharton, the Vice-Treasurer of Aïtantin VI, had an unimaginable prestige in the mansion.
Therefore, when Marquis Horton walked into the hall, all the servants bowed in unison.
Let's not talk about uniformity.
He also met the standards of nobles.
The old marquis nodded in satisfaction as he paid attention to the etiquette.
But then, a trace of displeasure flashed in the old marquis' eyes.
Although the nobles on the ground and on the chairs were all from small families that had attached themselves to him, he would never underestimate such small families because he was once one of them.
If it weren't for Aïtantin VI's discerning eyes, he would have long since faded into obscurity.
Therefore, he was willing to give anyone a chance.
Of course
Must be a noble.
Moreover, he understood etiquette.
Without a doubt, Kieran did not meet either of the criteria.
On top of that, he was reckless.
The old marquis disliked Kieran a lot, it could even be said that he hated him.
Because Kieran behaved no differently than those rude mercenaries, he might even be more ignorant.
After all, those mercenaries knew they had to behave themselves in the mansion of a marquis, they shouldn't cross the line.
If it was possible, the old marquis really wanted to chase Kieran out.
But he couldn't do that.
It was a fact that Kieran saved his son's life.
Moreover, it was twice.
If he chased Kieran out without giving anything in return, it would go against the etiquette that he believed in.
Therefore, the old marquis endured it.
Kurt Horton, who was beside the old marquis, felt his father's hurried breaths. He knew what his father was thinking and quickly walked over to Kieran.
"Corin, this is my father."
Kurt Horton introduced his father to his friend with a smile as though he didn't see what was going on in the hall.
"Hello."
Out of courtesy, Kieran stood up and replied.
"Mm."
The old marquis nodded and didn't say anything else. He walked over to the nobles who made a fool of themselves and chatted with them softly, trying to resolve the awkwardness.
"The banquet has to be postponed."
Kurt Horton said softly.
There weren't many of them.
But there were quite a few.
There were a few dozen of them.
The old marquis chatted with them one by one, it would waste a lot of time.
"Let's go, I'll bring you to a good place."
Kurt Horton lightly pulled Kieran's sleeve and walked towards the corridor. Kieran quietly followed.
The people in the hall saw the two of them leave.
But most of them pretended they didn't see it.
Because following Marquis Horton's appearance, the main character in the hall had changed.
Only Kurt Horton's personal attendant stood there, his face almost turning green.
He knew the old marquis's character very well.
If the young master stayed where he was and confessed his mistake with his friend, the most he would get was a scolding later. But if he left?
Oh no!
The young master would probably get flogged again.
As for him?
As the young master's personal attendant, he had to feel the same.
The young master would flog him 10 times.
Him, 20 times.
Immediately, the attendant felt a burning pain on his back.
Especially when he saw Kurt Horton and Kieran heading towards the kitchen, the attendant closed his eyes in despair.
Young master, you and that person should eat less.
There will be a banquet later.
If the marquis loses face, I'll probably be beaten to death.
…
"Dang dang dang!"
"The kitchen!"
"Are you surprised?"
Kurt Horton pointed at the building not far away, showing off to his friend.
The kitchen, in many people's eyes, was not something worth showing off.
But the Horton family's kitchen was an exception.
Because …
The Horton family had Kurt Horton.
Kurt Horton had shown unusual talent for eating since he was young. He didn't just build the kitchen into a two-story building, he even dug two floors underground to store all kinds of ingredients.
The interior of the kitchen was even more spacious.
There was a row of 10 cooking stoves in the middle of the room.
After leaving enough space, kitchen tables with chopping boards, kitchen knives, and other kitchen utensils were built around the ten stoves. At this moment, there were a total of 20 chefs cooking in an orderly manner under the command of their respective head chefs.
The scene made Kieran nostalgic.
In [Meaning of Eat]'s Theorate.
He had seen a kitchen like this before.
On top of that, in that world where food was the main focus, the ingredients and cooking skills had reached a certain level of pinnacle.
Unknowingly, Kieran's saliva started to flow faster.
Perhaps the food here was quite a distance away from the [Meaning of Eat] dungeon, but it was still delicious.
Beside Kieran, Kurt Horton also couldn't help but swallow his saliva, his eyes almost glowing.
However, the heir of the marquis knew what he should do.
"Go to the second floor."
Kurt Horton said softly.
Kieran followed her up to the second floor without saying a word.
The chefs saw the two of them off to the second floor, but none of them bowed to them.
It wasn't arrogance.
It was Kurt Horton's order.
Kieran believed that when a person was doing something, what he needed to do was focus, not the so-called superficial effort. Therefore, he allowed any busy chefs in the kitchen to skip the bow.
After all, if the bowing caused the food to be overcooked, the taste would be bad.
Compared to the spacious first floor, the second floor was a little narrow.
Of course, compared to the first floor, which was as big as a basketball court, the second floor was still very spacious in the eyes of a commoner.
There was only a table and two chairs on the second floor.
Other than that, there were cabinets.
"Sit."
Kurt Horton went to one of the cabinets and took out two sets of exquisite cutlery. After placing them on the table, he went to another cabinet and took out a tea set. Then, he went to the cabinet behind Kieran and took out a bunch of snacks.
"You know what?
I've been dreaming about having a friend come to my secret base for a long time, to have tea and eat with me.
Now, it's finally come true!
I'm so happy! "
Kurt Horton said excitedly, his face blushing.
"I'm happy to have these snacks too."
Kieran said honestly.
Facing Kieran's honesty, Kurt Horton was even happier.
He placed the snacks on a plate in front of Kieran.
Then, he put the small tea brick into the pot and sat on the charcoal fire.
After that, Kurt Horton sat opposite Kieran, picked up a piece of lemon pastry and swallowed it.
The sourness of the lemon.
The sweetness of the pastry.
Inside the cabinets made with secret spells, the pastry didn't go bad at all. It was still fresh and tasty, to the point that Kurt Horton couldn't help but squint his eyes in satisfaction.
Kieran picked up the lemon pastry.
It tasted alright.
The ingredients were top-notch, the ingredients were exquisite, the control of the fire was good.
Kieran commented in his heart, picking up the snacks on the plate and putting them into his mouth.
By the time Kuer Horton came back to his senses, the tea on the plate in front of him was already gone.
Kurt Horton was stunned.
What happened?
Where were his snacks?
They were here just now!
So much!
It was enough for five people!
After sharing the snacks in the afternoon, Kurt Horton thought he had a good understanding of Kieran's appetite.
However, the scene before his eyes told Kurt Horton that he was wrong!
Then …
"Corin, didn't you eat your fill in the afternoon?"
Kurt Horton asked softly.
His face was full of embarrassment.
Because he really thought that he had treated his good friend well in the afternoon.
Although it wasn't very sumptuous, it was enough.
But now?
"Yes."
Kieran nodded honestly.
Kurt Horton felt even more embarrassed when he saw Kieran nodding.
"Wait!"
Kurt Horton, who cherished his first friend, stood up right away and walked towards the special cabinets.
The next moment …
It wasn't just the snacks.
Golden bread, a big piece of ham, a round cheese that hadn't been cut, and a whole plate of cheese appeared first.
Then, it was grilled beef ribs, a whole piece of lamb back, fish and vegetable salad in basin-sized containers, and the soup was mashed potatoes mixed with milk.
It tasted a little weird.
So, Kieran picked up the bowl and finished it in one gulp.
Food, eat the disgusting part first, then eat the tasty part, it would make the food tastier.
However, Kool Horton was shocked by Kieran's attitude.
He stood there, hesitated for a while, then clenched his teeth and walked towards the biggest cabinet.
It was the extra meal that he had saved for himself during the harvest season.
He had spent a great deal of effort to hide it from his father and place it here.
Now, he had to take it out in advance!
But for his only friend …
At least his efforts weren't in vain.
Crunch, Crunch!
Amid the squeaking of the wheels, Kurt Horton carefully held a big cart and walked out.
There was a cow on the cart!
A whole roasted cow!
Kieran sniffed.
He didn't just smell beef, he also smelled lamb, pork, goose, duck, chicken, pigeon, and quail.
Kuer Horton took out a pair of gloves from under the cart. After putting them on, he flipped the roasted cow over. Then, he took out a sharp knife, aimed it at the cow's belly, and slid it hard.
The roasted cow instantly bloomed like a flower.
Layer after layer of meat, under Kurt Horton's exquisite swordsmanship, didn't stop at all, the meat bloomed like layers of flower petals.
When the quail in the middle split open, a golden grape appeared in the middle, like the pistil of a flower.
Aroma!
A rich aroma!
The strangest thing was that the rich aroma wasn't mixed up at all. Instead, the layers were clear, especially the golden grape, it emanated a plant fragrance that was different from the meat.
Amidst the layers of meat aroma, the fragrance was like the finishing touch.
Kieran's eyes were glued to the golden grape.
Deep in his heart, Gluttony's saliva started to drip down the corner of his mouth.
Gluttony tried his best to wipe it.
But it was useless.
He couldn't hold back his saliva.
"B-Brother, I want to eat it!"
Gluttony said honestly.
Kieran nodded and stood up. Kurt Horton carefully scooped the golden grape with a spoon and passed it to Kieran.
"Thank you."
Kieran thanked him sincerely.
The special roasted cow wasn't brought out right away, it was obvious that it was very important to Kurt Horton, let alone the best part of the dish.
Since Kieran was willing to share the most delicious dish, he should thank him.
"You're welcome.
We are friends.
Hurry up and taste it, it's the tastiest now! "
Kurt Horton said.
Kieran put the golden grape into his mouth right away.
With a little bit of force, the whole grape burst open.
The sweet juice filled his mouth.
"Aowuu ~"
Gluttony cheered and started to drive the Cardinal Sins Energy to operate crazily. Then, it was time for the conversion.
It was different from the Power of Faith!
The devouring and conversion process was purer.
It was more …
From the heart!
Bloody Mary, on the other hand, ran into a little trouble.
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