Manor area, the second floor of the Tate family villa, brightly lit.

There are vases on the mahogany table nearly 5 meters long, and candlesticks made of whale oil mixed with special spices, which emit sparkling blue light beautifully when burning.

On the top of the right side of the long table is a doily embroidered with gold threads in the shape of flowers, on which are neatly placed tableware made of gold.

The two chairs are placed at right angles on the side of the table. The chair on the main seat is mainly in the color of gold and red, which symbolizes the status and wealth. The gold main frame, the red velvet cushion, the back of the chair is made into a rounded convex shape, and the center The protruding part is inlaid with an amber gemstone.

The one on the side looks petite, and the decoration is more delicate and beautiful.

The left side of the long table extends about 2 meters, the kitchen is built against the wall, the machinery and wooden cabinets are perfectly matched, and all kinds of utensils are complete.

Next to it is a floor-to-ceiling window that is nearly two meters high and more than one meter wide. Outside is an old banyan tree. The street lights at night make one side bright yellow, and the shadow on the other side makes it cold.

squeak~

The door on the other side of the kitchen was opened, and several maids carried baskets to the inside of the kitchen, and put the vegetables, seasonings, sauces, etc. on the delicate plates in the kitchen one by one. If you look carefully, you can It was found that these ingredients were almost all vegetables, fungi, and no meat was seen.

A woman came in from the door, wearing a tight red dress, with a hot body and a gorgeous face, carrying a wooden square box in her hand.

Next to her was a child who was not even 1.5 meters tall, riding a mechanical tricycle, looking like the woman's child, very cute.

The woman stood in front of the ingredients and looked at them in the same way. Occasionally, she picked up a mushroom and placed it in front of her eyes. When she touched it with her fingers, a layer of green light flashed over it, and the whole ingredient looked more angry.

"The ingredients are fresh, no problem."

After muttering to herself, the woman raised her hand and clapped her hands twice, and a bell rang from the other side.

The door on the other side gradually opened, and two burly guards entered along the door and stood by the door.

Wesley walked into the door with a gloomy face. He followed the old butler of the manor beside him. He approached the long table and took a seat from the left. Naturally, the butler behind him slowly pushed the chair forward.

Putting his hands on the dining table, looking at the empty table beside him, Wesley turned his head slightly.

"It's time to start."

The housekeeper understood and shouted.

The woman nodded and opened the suitcase that had been placed on the table. There were several knives in different shapes. The child got off the tricycle and stood on the ground. Wesley could only see the top of the kitchen counter. part of the forehead.

"Kneel down."

The child who had not spoken much spoke for the first time, and the beautiful woman who had been standing beside her crawled down, with her forearms supporting the floor and kneeling on her knees.

When the child stepped on the woman's back, half of his body was exposed on the kitchen counter. He tapped the table with his left hand, and the woman on the ground began to move to the left to the stove on the kitchen counter.

He is the chef!

The fire started, the oil was poured into the pot, the knives were spinning and dancing in the hands of the child, and what we could see was the pictures that can only be seen in certain movies in the previous life.

All vegetables.

Not a bit of meaty smell.

Wesley Tate is a vegetarian, lately.

In his hand, he was holding a red wine in a glass bottle on the spot. There was no brand on the outside, but the mellow fragrance emanating from the mouth of the bottle could smell the extraordinary wine.

clang~clang~clang~

The bell in the villa hall chimed three times, exactly eight o'clock in the evening.

"Master, it's time."

The butler bowed low and reminded Wesley in his ear.

"What about people?"

Wesley squinted his eyes, opened his nose slightly, and asked with his hands folded together.

da da da~

There were footsteps outside the door. The man in leather armor staggered in through the door, his face was pale, and the moment he stepped into the door, he fell to his knees.

"Mr. Tate, give me some more time, I will definitely be able to get the lady back, please give me another chance!"

While speaking, the old housekeeper stepped to the ground and knelt beside the man, just raised his toes to touch the man's abdomen, and he fell directly to the ground, twitching wildly.

The maid brought a vegetable platter to Wesley at this time, a plate full of green and light vegetables.

Fork up a sliced ​​mushroom and put it in his mouth, chew it slowly for a dozen times and swallow it.

"Bird, you have to understand that I don't like giving people extra opportunities. You have almost overdrawn everything you have here with me. I will give you funds, give you equipment, give you everything I can provide, my The request is so simple, I just want to get my daughter back, why can't you do it?"

The fork in his hand changed from one fork to several forks. The range of movements became larger and larger, and the frequency of the collision between the fork and the plate became more and more frequent. Wesley's self-control seemed to be gradually losing.

"go out!"

The old butler stepped sideways to block his master, and ordered to the two guards at the door.

The attendant at the door immediately closed the door silently.

The moment the gate hit, the golden fork was thrown aside, savagely grabbing the food!

Sven's etiquette was completely thrown away at this moment. Wesley was like a tyrannical beast, stuffing all the vegetarian food on the plate into his mouth, and even licking some oil stars on the plate. abdomen.

"I'm a vegetarian, I'm a vegetarian! I've been enduring it all the time, the trash... it's all trash! I'm not angry... I'm not angry..."

The blood vessels under the skin of the left and right arms burst out, and they returned to their original shape under the wrapping of a layer of green light.

"Mr. Wesley should pay attention to his body. It's not worth being angry with such a guy. Just leave it to me to deal with it."

The chef was still standing on the woman's back, holding a plate in his hand, letting the "mountain" under him slowly climb to the table and put down the dishes he just made.

Wesley tasted new food, and his hunger was satisfied, so his swallowing speed gradually slowed down, and the madness in his eyes disappeared.

The old butler brought a new pair of knives and forks from the side and set them up.

He didn't see anything that happened before.

"He's yours now, remember to treat him well."

Savage left the chairman, with impeccable dining etiquette, looked at his exclusive chef, and nodded slightly.

He returned to civilization.

"Quirro, send someone to look for it again, the reward will be doubled, and the manpower will be doubled for me. At all costs, you must get Mathil back...Gerald, you will help me, right? ?"

Wesley ate everything in the disc, put down the knife and fork, took up the drink on the table and drank it, and looked at the chair beside him for a moment.

Gerald Parker, the name of Wesley's exclusive chef.

"Of course, you are my customer, and the customer's requirements are above everything else."

Gerald held his head up, and the woman kneeling beside her only stood up at this time, and retreated to the kitchen counter to start sorting things.

After a while, the woman dragged the alien who was completely unconscious on the ground away from the villa and threw the person into the trunk. Gerald sat in the co-pilot with his legs in front of the car.

"He's a heretic who pays attention to physical training, number 3."

For the man in the trunk, Gerald has a special way of handling it.

"Okay, master."

The woman holds the steering wheel and just promises.

**

In a certain building in Tallinn, bright yellow candlelight illuminates half of the round table.

The rough texture, the old table top, even if it has been wiped several times, it still has an aura of poverty.

A plate of freshly prepared meat was placed on the plate, the blade was cut, and there were some light red bloodshots on the cross-section. Fork a piece and put it in the mouth to chew slowly. A melodious music came from the other side of the room. , the tone is quiet.

Nocturne in E flat major

The girl in the shadow next to her can understand this tune. In her capacity, music must be known. Even if she can't play it, she must hear the origin of a classical piece of music within 5 seconds. .

As usual, at this time, she should sit in the bathtub and enjoy the milk bath every day, and music is of course indispensable, but she likes something lighter.

However, at this moment, she was sitting among the haystacks, and there were some messy dry wood and hay clumps beside her.

She looked at the only light source outside, and saw the man whose entire face was outside the candlelight.

Watching him raise the glass and shake it gently, put the rim of the glass to his mouth, and taste it.

This humble place actually made him feel like he was in a high-end restaurant.

"Miss Mathil, how does it feel to watch people eat by candlelight in a dark place?"

The man behind the table said in a deep voice ~lightnovelpub.net~ He didn't expect Mathiere Tate to answer, because her mouth was sealed long ago, and she could only whimper.

"Will you be afraid? It must be afraid... I don't know how you did it in the first place, maybe it will be more cruel... Do you want to try that feeling? You like it so much Watching others suffer, I think you should also enjoy the process, of course, you can rest assured that although I am a chef, I still have some experience in dressing wounds."

After saying this, the man stopped talking until he ate all the meat on the plate, got up and blew out the candles, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

The sound of the blade being drawn from its sheath resounded in this silent space.

Mathil's face in the haystack suddenly paled, and the whimpering in her mouth became more and more frequent.

"I have to borrow something from you, please cooperate."

There was no stun in advance or the use of anesthesia to make people lose control. The man just dragged the person to the table, put his tightly bound hands on the table, and cut the flesh with a short knife with frost and cold air. ...

After a long time, the man left the house, holding the opened dark purple gift box in his hand, and his eyes stayed on the "gift" in the box.

"I hope you will like this gift."

She closed the gift box, stepped out of the door of the house, looked up at the moon, and her silent eyes shone a little through the foreign objects.

The moonlight is cold tonight.

The vengeful beast roared out.

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