Chapter five hundred and seventieth conquer the girl's stomach
Downton had not seen the starry sky for a long time, and he was not used to it, especially in such a dark environment, which had a great impact on his vision.
Anyone on the surface will have symptoms of acclimatization to some extent. Twilight was already injured, and today there were signs of worsening. She almost fell down during morning exercises.
"Why don't you take a rest? Do you want to ask Xia Luo to take a look at it for you?"
Downton supported Twilight, looking worried. Her face was pale and she looked like she might die at any time.
"There's no need to exert any effort, it's useless." Twilight pushed Downton away, "I'll just take a rest."
"We are friends, but you are too outspoken!"
Downton couldn't tolerate Twilight's refusal, released a healing wind on her, and forcibly picked her up.
"let me go!"
Twilight struggled. Apart from her father, she had never held hands with a man, let alone such a close contact. Because of her strong strength and keen senses, she could clearly feel the heat, breathing, and the heat coming from Downton's body.
A beating heart.
"Quiet, you are a patient now!"
Downton's voice pretended to be majestic, changing the subject to distract Twilight, "Are you a masochist? You only eat bread and drink water every day, and your life is a simple mess. Even some priests are more luxurious than you.
"
Probably because of illness, or because she didn't feel the dangerous aura in Downton, Twilight was particularly fragile today and finally calmed down.
"Just wait, I'll make you something delicious."
After putting Twilight on the bed and covering him with a quilt, Downton poured another glass of water, "Do you want to sleep quietly for a while? Or should I ask Juliet to accompany you?"
"Get some sleep!"
"good!"
Downton gently tucked Twilight into bed and left the bedroom.
"It's incredible that Twilight can still get sick with her body!"
Downton walked towards the kitchen. He looked worried.
Magicians above the war level are almost insulated from diseases. Even the Black Death, which is the most terrifying and fatal disease, is not a big problem for magicians unless they are seriously injured.
There were some complications, so Twilight's condition was very unusual.
"Don't think too much about it. It's a curse. You can let Xia Luo try it, but it probably won't work."
Homer is an expert and hits the nail on the head.
"Curse? Then why not ask the bishop to remove it? With Twilight's strength, the high priest will probably give him face."
Downton was surprised, but soon felt embarrassed. He was a Templar after all, and he couldn't even solve this problem.
"Because let alone the bishop, I'm afraid even the cardinal can't do it!" Cheap God interrupted. "The black mist is shrouded in Twilight's soul. If I read it correctly, it is definitely a super-powerful person burning his life before death.
Cursed the person who killed it, Twilight is not dead, it is so strong that I almost admire it."
"Is it that scary? It looks like he just looks bad and coughs a lot!"
"That's just your blindness. Let me tell you, the pain Twilight endures is definitely more severe than the pain of Juliet's blood disease. Before those super-powerful people die, especially those from the evil camp, they will basically curse those who attack them.
, but the chance of this curse taking effect is very slim, but once it occurs, it will definitely be a nightmare that cannot be eliminated in a lifetime, because it already involves the power of law."
"Twilight is really unlucky."
Downton sighed with emotion, but also felt a little angry. No wonder Twilight was so powerful. The level of combat she was exposed to was much higher than his own.
"This is also a kind of training. If she survives it, she might become a legend!"
Homer thinks highly of Twilight, and Charlotte's qualifications are not bad. Unfortunately, she is too lazy. As for Elaine, that girl loves Downton so much that her dream is to live with her brother, no matter how ordinary she is. But Twilight,
This is a girl who fights for her ideals.
Although she doesn't know what Twilight's goal is, she is climbing firmly on this path.
With a creak, Downton pushed open the kitchen door.
"roll."
The shirtless Tanan didn't even look back and roared angrily. He hated being disturbed when cooking, especially today when it was the little Loli who was teaching new dishes.
"You actually scolded my elder brother for not teaching you anymore!"
Hutao was squatting on the ground throwing firewood into the fireplace. When he heard this, he threw the firewood directly on Tanan.
"It's my fault!" Tanan quickly apologized with a smile.
"Humph, I won't do it anymore!"
Hu Tao stood up and left. She wiped her face, and her face became even more discolored, with streaks of black ash all over it.
Tanan wanted to pull Hutao, but was worried about angering her, so she scratched her head and ears anxiously.
"Haha, let's spoil the dishes, but this is a good excuse to escape. I give it eight points."
Downton flicked Hu Tao's forehead.
"Oye, I was finally praised." Hutao clapped her hands excitedly, but soon pouted in frustration, "But you still discovered me!"
"Stop being awkward, I'm going to make some dishes today, do you want to eat them?"
Downton walked to the kitchen counter.
"What is it?"
Hutao's eyes lit up, and she chased after him for a few steps. He hung on Downton's back with a bounce, her arms around his neck, and her legs kept fluttering. She was very happy.
"Let me see what ingredients are available first!"
The diet in the Middle Ages was very monotonous. Ordinary families only had bread and potato soup. If there were some sausages, it was already a very rich meal.
The food eaten by the nobles is not much better, that is, it is more expensive. It includes foie gras, snails, caviar, and truffles. Downton has tasted it several times since he became a lord. To be honest, it is not as good as those feasts in the dream.
Come on, it's really too different.
The diet of the Western Continent during this period was not much different from that of the Middle Ages. If you want to cook well, there is only one secret, and that is to sprinkle spices. Sprinkling a lot of spices is the symbol of a chef.
Spices are very expensive, and they are equivalent to gold, so when the dishes are served, the guests look at the spices and don't care about the taste at all.
While the Kung Pao chicken was still being stir-fried in the pot, Hutao, who was lying next to the stove, was already drooling like a waterfall. Tanan next to him was not much better, and the sound of sucking didn't stop.
"Can you please stop taking deep breaths!"
Downton couldn't bear it any longer. If he continued like this, he would be so sick that he would vomit.
"It smells really good. Why do you call it Kung Pao?"
Tanan's right hand was already swollen from being beaten by walnuts, but she still couldn't help but stretch it out.
“Kung Pao Chicken!”
Downton took the dishes out of the pot, and the two anxious guys started fighting with their spoons in hand.
"Go away, this piece of chicken is mine!"
Hutao's violent lolita's true colors are fully revealed, a spoon-dancing tiger makes a splash. The food-protecting eating image is even more wild. Even if the giant dragon sees it, it will probably be scared to retreat.
Tanan is not afraid. He has perfected his ability to steal food, which he has developed over many years as a chef. No matter how hard Hutao tries, he can never stop his spoon.
"Wow, it's so delicious. Half of my life has been wasted."
Tanan burst into tears.
"Is it really that delicious?"
Downton himself was confused and took a sip. He found that the taste was quite different from the one in his dream, but it would not be a problem to conquer the stomachs of Western natives who had been abused by potato soup for centuries.
When Mapo Tofu came out of the pot, the praise given to Downton reached its peak. Tanan put away the arrogance of being a special guest of Michelin Gourmet Magazine and sincerely became his apprentice.
Hutao took the opportunity to devour it, her cheeks bulging, but she didn't forget to show off, "I told you, big brother is the best no matter what he does."
boom!
A white wolfdog broke open the door and ran into the kitchen. Without saying a word, he bit a plate and ran away.
"Stop looking, it's none of your business. This is for Twilight."
Downton refused Tanan's request to continue cooking.
"Old Wolf, give me the plate back."
Tanan roared angrily and chased after him. The wolf dog was his pet. It basked in the sun on weekdays and only felt energetic when eating.
"You take it to Sister Twilight!" Although Hutao still wanted to eat, he was very obedient and couldn't help but worry after saying that. He ran away in a flash.
"Thank you, but I don't eat meat!"
Looking at the exquisite dishes and smelling the aroma, Twilight shook her head and refused.
"Are you a priest? Or a vegetarian?"
Downton placed the rice in front of Twilight.
"neither."
Before Twilight could finish speaking, Downton forced the bowl into his hand.
"Then eat. Eat more to maintain your health."
Downton was very tough this time. After learning that Twilight had only eaten bread for several years, he was almost scared to death. Even a devout priest would probably not be so self-inflicted.
"Thanks!"
Twilight thanked her in a gnat-like voice and turned her head away. She didn't want Downton to see her crying. It had been so long since her father was seriously ill and no one had cared about her.
No, there are many more, but they all have sinister intentions.
"You eat slowly, I'll go check out the information Su Ya collected!"
Downton placed the rice porridge within easy reach, stood up and left.
"Thanks!"
Twilight thanked her again, and a smile couldn't help but appear on her lips. Downton was very considerate and gentle. He was obviously worried about being embarrassed before making excuses to leave.
A strong girl never wants to be seen with her weak side.
"I wonder who will be lucky enough to eat Downton's food for the rest of their lives." After taking a bite of Mapo Tofu and feeling the burst of flavor on her taste buds, Twilight sighed, her favorability towards Downton slightly improved.
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It is too difficult to get the friendship of someone like Twilight, because there are too few people who can make her like her in every aspect.
"I've missed a lot of Potions lessons recently, so take advantage of this break to catch up." Homer suggested. Downton was like a tightly wound clockwork, too busy to stop.
"Um!"
He picked up an illustrated book of monsters in the Underdark and flipped through it. Downton opened the door, but as soon as he took off his left foot, a dagger stabbed him without any warning, because his whole body was painted black without any reflection, just like a poisonous snake.
Xinzi was full of murderous intent.
boom!
Wu Kuai's soul shield popped up immediately, and Downton retreated with lightning, but the next second his hair stood on end and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
An assassin appeared strangely out of the air, directly behind him, and stabbed his ribs with a sharp dagger. (To be continued...)