Wizard From Afar

The dilapidated wooden door, and the swaying sign painted a wine glass with a red beard, mixed with barbecue, fermented ale, and sweaty smells, as if to seduce The girl who visits the door.

It was less than noon, and the sleepy little brother in the tavern was still yawning and wiping the wine glass, while the Boss was behind the counter and counted the last night's money. It wasn't until I saw Loren and Ain walking in that he kicked the little brother's ass and asked him to greet the guests.

Ain blunt sat silently by the window, but Loren carefully interrogated a few words with interest, and then ordered a few.

Although it is only a bistro, it is quiet because it is not late in the evening. Probably Loren gave an extra Silver Coin as a tip, and the gracious little brother from the tavern quickly delivered it.

Savory lamb chops, roasted apples exuding cinnamon, fried golden crispy smoked fish and bread stacked on top of each other, plus two large glasses of rye and two baked potato pie-classic Tavern cuisine is simple but mouth-watering.

Especially baked potato pie, this dish can make serious people like Dalton want to taste it. Naturally, it is not unreasonable.

First, we must prepare some fresh meat. Of course, pork is fine but beef is better. Minc the meat into a puree, add a small spoon of olive oil and stir fry until the froth is white. Add the diced onion and minced garlic according to the taste until the color of the onion is completely transparent.

Then add a small glass of wine and a small glass of water. Wait for the pot to boil slowly, add thyme and start cooking, and wait for about 20 minutes.

Wait until the water in the pot evaporates to half of the time, add the flour and stir clockwise to thicken the gravy. The thicker the soup, the more delicious the final taste. Sprinkle some salt evenly. If there is pepper, especially black pepper, it will be even better. The strong spicy and stimulating taste can more tempting appetite.

Then mash the cooked potatoes to make mashed potatoes. Add butter and fresh milk and mix slowly. Then put the beef on a platter, put it on the prepared mashed potatoes, add some shredded cheese according to the taste, and finally put it into the oven, everything is fine.

Generally speaking, it is not a laborious food, but it is indeed Supreme's delicious delicacy-the soft and mellow mashed potatoes unique to the ground meat are combined, and the thick and viscous gravy penetrates the whole pie. Among them, it blooms in the mouth with the shredded cheese sprinkled on the outside. Even people who have just woke up will have an appetite in front of this alluring fragrance.

Enjoying the deliciousness in the mouth and drinking a mellow rye wine, Loren was quite satisfied with the meal, reluctantly dipped bread into the mouth with the remaining gravy on the plate. Just lifts the head looked towards the little wizard who is still silent.

"It's the second time you are here, how do you feel?"

"Uh? I...Also, okay." A little shy wizard Lowered his head, like a frightened squirrel: "The last time I came with Ms. Dalton, I ate this..."

Stupid fool, fool, what am I talking about? ! The little wizard kept scolding himself in his heart. Is this something to say when eating with others? !

Speaking of which, why did I agree to him in a vague way? Shouldn't I be more reserved at this time? no no no ……It should be too strange, why did you only invite yourself but not bring Isaac with you? Could it be that he was discovered, he was going to expose himself in private? Otherwise...

The little wizard full of thoughts, his blue eyes quickly turned into mosquito coils, and he didn't even notice that the glass was poured, and the black ale would be spilled on him in an instant. On the generous wizard robe.

"Ah——!!!"

At the crucial moment, Loren got up abruptly and grabbed the falling wine glass, and his face was almost in front of Ain. NS. The little wizard who screamed froze, and he could still feel the other person's breathing on his cheeks.

"What are you thinking?" Slightly smiled Loren put the glass in front of Ain again, and then picked up his own: "Come and have a drink with me."

" Uh? But, but..." The little wizard who just wanted to pick up the glass was stunned: "Surely you didn't come out just for a meal, right?"

"Of course." as it should be by rights’ nodded, Loren marveled at the other’s incomparable intuition in his heart: “There are some things, I think it’s better to talk to you.”

He found out, he really found out ! The little wizard yelled again and again from the bottom of his heart, but his face was still very calm, but his hands were still trembling.

"Isaac found some clues in the spell book. The wizard who assassinated Father Anthony may have been to this tavern, so I guess there may still be traces of him here." Loren said in a tranquil voice: "So I plan to come here to investigate."

"It's just that?" Ain asked, not sure if it was disappointed or relaxed.

"I was going to be with Isaac, but in this kind of thing... I think you should be more careful, Ain, maybe you can find some places that I can't detect, so I have to trouble you "Loren laughed attentively, but a hint of awareness flashed through the corner of his eyes: "Although it is not appropriate to say that, I believe you more than Isaac."

so that's how it is ……Little relax The little wizard, but a hint of pride rose in his heart-sure enough, he still believed me more. Well, no matter what, he must be more careful than the pretentious fool.

"What on earth should I do?" Ain couldn't help asking, a little nervous.

"Don't worry, wait until the meal is over." Loren, drinking rye at a moderate pace, said very leisurely: "Enjoy a good meal, and then we will officially start."

The helpless little wizard had no choice but to continue holding the wine glass in his hand, drinking without a sip, looking at the leisurely Loren as if there was nothing to "wander" in his heart. Even can't help being a little annoyed.

Really, I... Why am I more anxious than this guy?

The time gradually came to noon, and Loren, who even ate the bread, still didn't want to leave his seat, but there were more and more people in the pub. Ain, who was able to sit still at first, was surrounded by noisy conversations and the smell of sweat, and his mood became more and more restless.

Until then, Loren stood up and walked towards the tavern Boss who was greeting the guests around in the lobby, and explained a few words to him, but the Boss didn't seem to understand. Then Loren said it several times, and discussed with him very patiently. Several times the other party wanted to leave, but Loren dragged him back.

Finally, the tavern boss was completely anxious. Obviously, noon time could not be wasted on such a guest. He directly gave Loren a bunch of keys and pushed him upstairs with a little expression. Helpless Loren stood on the stairs, moved towards the little wizard who was still in position, beckoned, and impatient Ain immediately followed along.

"What the hell were you doing just now?"

"I need all the keys to the porter of this tavern." Loren shook the keychain in his hand: "Now I have it."

"All the concierge keys?" The little wizard was confused: "What do you want these for?"

"The grease stain on the spell book is on the page, so I guess The other party should have accidentally picked it up while eating in the room!" As Loren explained, he quickly walked to the first room and opened the door: "Normal wizards won't read their spell book in public. "

"But it's a pity that I can't tell which room it is with such a little clue, so I need the keys to all the doors!" Loren had already opened the door when he said that, and then He threw the key directly to Ain.

"Noon is the best time for business here, and the tavern boss has no time to ask; most of the guests who stayed in the store last night should have eaten downstairs, so only now, we can have time to search All the rooms are not discovered!"

"But what if there are people in the room?"

"Stun him!" Loren as it should be by rights said : "We are now fighting for the survival of the Academy, who cares about this?!"