Chapter 329 The High Priest of Dark Night hummed softly
“The eyeballs in this dinner plate are still squirming.”
Margotha put one hand on the edge of the stove where Yeats was, The purple silk like a nightgown fit her slim figure. She leaned forward slightly, revealing her snow-white career line. She used a silver fork to flick the rotating magic squid eyeballs on the plate, and her red lips raised a soft smile. Smiled and said:
“It’s quite cute.”
Cute? High Priest, do you have any problems with your aesthetic taste in food?
Looking at Priestess Chloe, who was making an S-shaped curve and could just see Margotha's enchanting back from this angle, she secretly rolled her eyes.
Also, you are almost attached to someone else. This is the first time we meet, so restrain yourself!
The fragrance is full of fragrance.
Margotha raised her eyes, her purple eyes like autumn water were observing Yeats with interest.
Yeats controlled his mind and said secretly:
Purple has more charm, I’m not kidding!
The Dark Night School is also good at illusions. The scent of rosemary contains the seductive magic of Dark Night Spells.
And Margotha exudes an aura of temptation, which is obviously her temptation.
As the God of the Mist, Yeats secretly raised his guard and said without being humble or arrogant:
“Noble and beautiful high priest, I made this dish using the eyeballs of the Eight-Eyed Demon Squid as raw materials. It’s done, it’s called the Eye of Hell, and I’ll ask the high priest to comment on it.”
He is a polite child.
The key is to look good. Just looking at it can make people feel happy.
"Well, I am really looking forward to this dish, I hope it won't disappoint me..."
Margotha straightened her slender waist slowly, wearing a silk purple robe. He made a soft sound and was looking down at where to start eating when he suddenly said casually:
"What's your name? Why haven't I seen you in the sect before?"
Yeats's heartstrings suddenly tightened, knowing that the most critical link was lurking.
As long as you can hide it from the high priest, subsequent actions will be much easier, but if you reveal your flaws now, you may have no choice but to run away!
Secretly calling upon the divinity of the mist in the soul realm to cast [Blessing·Flawless Lies], Yeats felt as if his tongue had been enchanted, making it easier for others to accept and believe the lies he told.
The impeccable lie is essentially a mental spell. The important thing is not how perfect the logic of the lie is, but whether others are willing to believe it.
Yeats could see that the high priest was not very wary at the moment, which reduced the possibility of Wuwu's lie being seen through. He said cautiously:
"To be honest with the high priest, I have always shown myself as a human skin mask before, but this is the first time I have shown my true face."
Margotha raised her eyebrows lightly, looked at Yeats again, and then narrowed her eyes slightly. eyes, thinking secretly.
Well...he didn't lie. If he was really disguised, he couldn't hide it from my eyes.
There is no trace of disguise on his body. This is indeed his true appearance, but... I always feel that he looks familiar. Is it my imagination?
“Have I seen you before?” Margotha said bluntly.
Yeats's heart skipped a beat. Duke Honeysuckle was too famous.
But he felt that the disguise Daisy had put on himself could not be exposed so easily, so he bit the bullet and said:
"Go back to the high priest, this is the first time we have met."
"But others say that they feel a sense of intimacy when they see me... The high priest must have mistaken me for an old acquaintance?" Yeats asked tentatively.
Margotha's eyes moved around and she scanned Yeats with detection spells. She didn't find anything out of the ordinary. She was relieved by the sense of déjà vu and smiled faintly:
"Well, you are right. You and I really hit it off right away."
Priestess Chloe's mood became increasingly complicated as she listened to the conversation between the two.
High Priest, what an old-fashioned way to strike up a conversation!
You are already eighteen years and more than one hundred months old. Let this boy go and let me do it!
"You still need to taste the food, High Priest." Chloe said, "When it cools down, it will not show its original effect."
Margotha glanced at the priestess who had followed her for many years.
No matter how big or small, you didn’t see that I was interfering with him... I was investigating his origins!
But what Chloe said made sense. Just when Margotha felt a little hungry, she raised a silver fork, inserted an eyeball of an eight-eyed demon squid, and put it in front of her eyes to look at it.
Only the high priest would like this hellish delicacy!
Looking at the juice overflowing from her eyeballs, Chloe felt nauseous and couldn't imagine how unpalatable this thing would be!
The next moment, Margotha opened her red lips lightly, put the eyeball of the Eight-Eyed Demon Squid into her mouth, and chewed it slowly.
Yeats stood aside and watched, confident.
After being cooked by myself, the eyeballs of the Eight-Eyed Demon Squid taste hot, juicy, and even sweet. When dipped in vanilla sauce and egg liquid foam like molecular cuisine, the taste is unique, both in terms of potency and The taste is definitely not comparable to the products of the other two gourmet chefs!
"Hmm...huh?"
Margotha's eyes widened slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared on her mature and beautiful face.
It tastes so special!
Obviously the raw material is eyeballs, but the taste is like steaming grapes.
There is no fishy smell of seafood at all, but it is very fresh!
Margotha's throat rolled up and down. After swallowing, she suddenly froze, as if there was a flash of inspiration in her mind.
After the initial sweetness in the mouth, a fresh and sweet flavor emerged, and the tide-like deliciousness kept rising, like a whirlpool submerging Margotha!
This...the magic contained in this food is so rich!
Margotha's eyes flashed with disbelief.
Magic is addictive.
Food containing magical power is both like an intoxicating wine and an addictive poison for extraordinary people who crave magic power.
As a Sixth Ring Master, it is impossible to satisfy Margotha unless it is food cooked by a master gourmet chef. However, taste the food cooked by this young chef.
Margotha felt the full magic flowing in her body, her beautiful cheeks turned red, and she couldn't help but hum.
“Well...not bad, you...really amaze me!”
Priestess Chloe’s eyelids jumped in shock when she saw the reaction of the high priest, and a series of thoughts were swirling in her heart. question mark.
Is this dish so delicious? Can the high priest lose his temper directly? Could it be that Sherlock had poisoned the food?
Impossible! The high priest is a master of the Sixth Ring, so there is no reason why she can’t control her!
Could it be that the high priest was acting in order to hook this handsome young man?
Chloe clicked her tongue, remaining calm on the surface, and respectfully said:
"High Priest, can I also taste this food?"
Margotha exhaled a breath of hot breath and looked at Chloe with a half-smile.
“Didn’t you say you’re not interested?”
Chloe and Margotha have been together for many years. They appear to be superiors and subordinates, but in fact they also joke with each other.
"I'm just curious and want to use my personal experience to judge which of these three chefs is better." Chloe replied calmly.
Margotha lightly shrugged her white shoulders, pulled back the slipped ribbon, picked up the plate of [Hell's Eye], and handed it to Chloe herself. "Well, don't be afraid to try it just because of the appearance." Margotha said with a smile, "You will miss out on many delicious foods in this world."
Having said that, Ke Roy's forehead was covered with cold sweat as he looked at this plate of exotic delicacies from hell.
"If you don't try it yourself, you will never know what the experience will be..." Margotha brought the plate closer to Chloe, and her voice was like a devil's whisper, "Quick, come on."
Chloe hissed, as if he had made up his mind, he crossed an eyeball of the Eight-Eyed Demon Squid and put it into his mouth with a struggling expression.
Chewing for a moment, Chloe suddenly froze on the spot, with a shocked look on her face as her worldview was impacted.
How can food with such a strange shape be so delicious?
Even, he has retained most of the dark night energy in the Eight-Eyed Demon Squid, making this food a great benefit to dark night believers!
Chloe's eyes became hot, looking at Yeats as if she had discovered a treasure.
The high priest eats meat, and I drink soup... It’s not impossible!
Yeats: "..."
Why is it suddenly so eerie, like entering a silk hole.
Having too high a charm value can sometimes be a worry. If you are beaten to the point of kneeling, everything will be over!
"It's delicious, isn't it?"
Margotha covered her mouth and chuckled, then twisted her waist, looked back at Yeats, stretched out her hand a little, and praised:
"You are a very good person. The great chef, this..."
"Sherlock." Yeats delivered the message promptly.
"Sherlock, from today on, you will be responsible for the preparations for the night goddess's feast." Margotha pursed her lips and said, "In addition, my daily diet also It's up to you...are you willing?"
Seeing Sherlock being offered an olive branch by the high priest, the other two chefs looked at each other with complicated expressions.
Comparing people with each other is really annoying!
Not only was this young man outstanding in strength, he easily killed the Eight-Eyed Demon Squid.
Now, he watched as he became the high priest’s attendant and rose to prominence!
How shameful, who in the sect didn’t want to hug the high priest’s lap, but let this new boy get the first step!
Matt and Barton couldn't help but cast envious glances at Yeats, but suddenly their eyes widened and they couldn't believe their ears.
"Can I refuse?" Yeats said.
"Refuse? Why?" Margotha asked with interest.
“Because I want to concentrate on preparing for this feast.” Yeats lowered his head and said, “The ceremony of feasting is the most important part of the sacrifice. This feast is related to our entire sect. I I really don’t have time to be distracted, so please don’t blame the high priest!”
Margosha was stunned, and then she smiled and said:
"It's a good thing that you concentrate on your work, but if you serve me, I will naturally give you corresponding rewards. This will also be very helpful for you to improve your soul power and food attainments... I will give you five minutes, please be good Think about it."
As she spoke, Margotha picked up another piece of uniquely shaped "grapes" on the plate and poked Chloe's eyes at the same time.
I am talking here and you are eating non-stop over there. Isn’t this ridiculous!
Yeats did not want to serve as Margotha's personal attendant, mainly because he was worried that being too close to the high priest would expose his identity easily.
But risks and opportunities coexist. This sneaking into the Dark Night Sect is a good opportunity to learn shadow magic, and Margotha is undoubtedly an excellent mentor!
After pondering for a moment, Yeats felt that it was necessary to take this risk, nodded and said:
"Then I will respectfully obey, respected high priest."
"Yes." Margotha said , "There are still some things that need to be emphasized to you."
"Recently, the Holy See's demon-hunting troops have been very active in Portsmouth. They have many fourth- and fifth-rings and are equipped with magical firearms. ."
Margotha crossed her arms in front of her chest, looked around at everyone, and said:
"You should not act alone in the near future, so as not to be defeated one by one by the canine teeth of the Holy See."
"In case you are really arrested..." Margotha narrowed her eyes, with a cold smile on her lips. He said with a chill in his voice, "Death is a small thing. The consequences of exposing the sect's stronghold and sacrificial ritual will be a hundred times more serious than death... You must keep this in mind."
There are many dark night spells. A means of torturing the soul.
Matt and Barton looked solemn, bowed their heads deeply, and said in unison: "Understood!"
"Well, it's good to understand."
As if to lighten the atmosphere, Margotha suddenly smiled brightly, as beautiful as a poppy flower, and said:
"Currently, the believers in the stronghold are all in groups of three. , carrying out activities..."
Here comes this familiar unfolding!
Yeats had an idea in his mind and was about to join the team, waiting for a good opportunity to take off and obtain the heart of the ocean.
“So, you two find someone to form a team as soon as possible.”
Margotha warned Barton and Matt, then looked at Yeats and said with a smile:
"As for you, Sherlock, you, me and Chloe are in a group."
< br>Barton and Matt couldn't help but look envious.
What a beautiful thing it is to travel with the high priest!
Yeats was complaining in his heart. This meant that all actions were under the supervision of the high priest, and the difficulty of obtaining the Heart of the Ocean had doubled!
"Without my permission, you are not allowed to act without permission to avoid unexpected events."
It would be a pity if such a good seedling really fell into the hands of Famula... Margotha Looking at Yeats, his tone was warning, and he said: "Do you understand?"
Yeats sighed in his heart, his face remained as usual, and said: "Understood!"
"You guys You two go back to your residence first, Sherlock, I will take you to your residence.”
This temporary stronghold is actually divided into multi-person rooms and independent rooms. Only high-level personnel are eligible to live in single rooms, which are dim. On the corridor, Yeats followed Margotha and looked at her back, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.
She has no shadow!
It is said that the Dark Night believers can talk to their own shadows and give the shadows the power of a clone. Yeats suspected that Margotha's shadow was sent out to perform a mission.
"Creak——"
A simple bedroom, wooden floor, four-poster bed, kerosene lamp, brass box placed by the bedside, narrow space, Yeats and the high priest face to face Standing, I saw her holding one hand on her chest, holding up her chin with her fingers, and said with a smile:
"I am very satisfied with the meal just now. I should reward you both emotionally and rationally." …”
The high priest sat down on the sofa, crossed his slender legs, leaned forward slightly, his eyes flashed slightly, and said with a smile:
"Let's see, what kind of reward do you want?"
Yeats was slightly startled and said:
"What rewards are there?"
"You are a good boy, so any reward is fine." The high priest exhaled like a blue.
"I..."
Yeats took a deep breath and said:
"I want to learn magic from you!
"Chloe Sacrifice's trick [Become Into] [Shadow], I really want to learn it! "
Margotha: "..."
You are quite studious.
(End of this chapter)