Brush up the favorability and turn the heroines into bosses

"Did you hear that?! Heatherly! Hewlett admitted that he has feelings for you! Heatherly, we have to work harder too!"

No matter that Heatherly was covering her face with the plate, Amanda still jumped up and down and chased after Heatherly, yelling.

Blacklett didn't explain anything to Amanda. It was useless to explain. It felt like Amanda had been deliberately bringing up this topic since just now.

However, Heilite was not resisting Heatherly. After touching Heatherly's head, he always felt that Heatherly was like another self.

[Your peaceful life with Heatherly begins.]

[With Amanda's joining, Heatherly gradually became more cheerful, and she also learned more blessing and divination techniques. ]

[Siselle has learned more and more magic. Amanda has applied to the Holy Church for asylum for Siselle and took Siselle away from Mile City.]

[You are happy that Heatherly has the chance to leave here, but Heatherly doesn't look that happy.]

[After a while, this daily routine was interrupted by a knock on the door. ]

As night fell, there was a knock on Heilite's door.

Heilite opened the door and saw Lutz and several residents standing at the door with nervous expressions.

"What happened? Lutz."

Mile City is more dangerous at night than during the day, because you never know where there will be traps or in which corner there will be a person with a dagger hiding.

Now that Lutz would come to him at this time, Hei Lai Te naturally understood that something big had happened.

"Reverend, Rick acted on his own and has not returned."

Lutz held the hat in his hand and spoke to Helette with an apologetic look.

It was getting dark, and Lutz and the others didn't dare to go out to look for Rick by themselves, so they could only come to Blacklett.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Blacklett knew Rick's character; the boy was not a willful person.

He would run away from the main group, probably because he discovered something.

Several hunters and fishermen who went with Rick to monitor the nobles stood up and began to report to Blacklet what they saw today.

"We found a truck driving into the nobles' hunting club at noon today. We saw some bloodstains and pieces of cloth that looked like clothes on the road where the truck passed."

"The fisherman and I both thought that the truck was used to deliver food to the hounds or to transport the bodies of prey. But Rick thought the truck was suspicious and said that the piece of cloth looked like the clothes of his friend who just disappeared."

"I heard from Rick that many people are still missing every night recently."

"When the truck came out of the club, Rick climbed behind the truck and left."

"Although we tried to catch up with the truck along the way, we couldn't catch up. We don't know where the truck went."

"Rick hasn't come back yet. We are worried about the kid's safety."

After hearing what happened, Heilite roughly understood what happened.

Rick found a possible clue, so he climbed onto the strange truck and left.

But there was only one clue, the truck. The city of Mile was not small, and Blacklett was having a headache at this time, not knowing where to find Rick.

Otherwise, why not just burn down the nobles’ hunting club, beat up the nobles, and interrogate the truck?

Just as Blacklet was thinking about causing trouble for the nobles, the alchemical bird jumped onto Blacklet's shoulder.

"Let's use Heatherly's astrology at this time!"

At this time, Lutz and the others also noticed the girl standing behind Blacklett.

Chapter 161: Party at the Awakening House

Hunting Club.

Beautiful melodies echoed in the luxurious hall, and barbecued meat of varying fat and lean meats were grilled on the burning apple wood.

An obese noble was frying pieces of offal in a frying pan in front of the fire, and the prepared rosemary and basil leaves were arranged in beautiful shapes on the plate.

The cream of mushroom soup with the aroma of mushrooms, onions and cream was placed in the middle, and the freshly baked baguette was still emitting a rich garlic aroma.

This is a banquet, a banquet that has just begun.

Sitting around the long dining table were all well-dressed nobles, but none of them spoke.

Everyone present had a strange look in their eyes, and they were all staring at the fat noble who was cooking.

Whenever they saw the fat noble using the knife to cut pieces of fresh liver like dancing, and looked at the bright red blood splattering on the fat noble's clothes, the nobles as guests could not help but make sounds of surprise and swallowing.

When the last dish of sauerkraut, cured meat and sausage pot was served on the table, the anticipation for the banquet had reached its peak.

The fat nobleman who served as the chef took off his apron and blood-stained gloves, then walked to his seat with a kind smile on his face.

When the fat noble picked up the wine glass, the other nobles also stood up and raised their glasses.

"Well, everyone here should be an environmentalist, right?"

Such an opening remark made the nobles present burst into laughter.

"Let me, Viscount Terry, pay tribute to you all. May you get what you want, may the great king protect you all, and may the world become clean and free of filth."

Looking at the delicacies on the table in front of them, they all nodded.

"Hail to the great king, Hail to Viscount Terry, and Hail to a cleaner world."

"Hail to the great king, Hail to Viscount Terry, and Hail to a cleaner world."

"Hail to the great king, Hail to Viscount Terry, and Hail to a cleaner world."

"..."

Regardless of the fact that there was an earl among the nobles present at this time, the earl also raised his glass to greet Viscount Terry in front of him.

The nobles drank the bright red liquid in the cups, and the hounds outside the banquet were barking excitedly.

After taking their seats, the nobles raised their knives and forks and began to eat.

Chicken stewed in red wine is usually made with a rooster and paired with red wine, bacon and butter. It has the aroma of wine and is paired with chewy chicken, making it extremely delicious.

The pan-fried goose liver has a mellow taste and a soft velvety texture that is impressive.

The baked ground beef with mashed potatoes, with mashed potatoes on top and a juicy beef patty on the bottom, tastes like two layers of heaven.

Apples are paired with black blood sausage. The blood sausage has a dense texture, and the delicious juice completely covers up the slight fishy taste. French blood sausage with baked apples is a common combination. Baked apples can neutralize the fat in the blood sausage and make the whole dish balanced.

Steak tartare is made from high-quality raw steak. The original flavor of the beef is very tender, and the delicious raw egg yolk makes it truly unforgettable.

Braised meat with soybeans, the crispy beans and the delicious duck meat are fresh and not greasy.

The nobles were completely immersed in the sumptuous meat feast, and the sound of tableware colliding at the banquet was very intense.

The hounds outside the window also began to gnaw on pieces of fresh flesh and tear off the excess cloth on top, gnawing and tearing with their teeth, making some scary chewing sounds.

As the chef, Viscount Terry prefers to watch his guests enjoy these dishes rather than eating them himself.

Looking at these devoted nobles with a sense of accomplishment is also a compliment for the chef.

However, Viscount Terry had to interrupt the dining mood of these nobles.

"My Lord Earl, have you not found the girl with the conspicuous scar yet?"

These words stunned the Earl, who was chewing the food with his eyes closed.

"No, no, I'm sorry, Lord Viscount Terry."

The Earl swallowed the food in his mouth in a hurry, put down the knife and fork in his hand, and answered Viscount Terry's words respectfully.

The other local nobles also suddenly lost their mood to eat and put down their knives and forks one after another. They looked at the meat delicacies in front of them again with a little more fear in their eyes.

"Oh, no? I thought we could find the girl quickly."

Viscount Terry spread his hands regretfully, and stood up from his seat. The chair made a harsh and sharp friction sound as it was dragged on the ground.

With his hands behind his back, Viscount Terry walked behind the Earl.

His palm, with blood still visible between the nails, fell on the earl's shoulder, causing the earl to tremble all over.

"Of course! Viscount Terry, we have mobilized all our manpower to search for all the girls with scars."

"The hounds go out hunting every night, and all our men are sent out."

"As long as we catch a girl with scars, we will use healing magic on them according to your instructions. However, we have not found a girl whose scars cannot be healed. I am really sorry..."

At the end of his speech, the Earl's voice could no longer help but tremble.

It was obvious that the Earl was terrified to the extreme at this time, and Viscount Terry did not intend to let him go.

"Dear Count, I just found that there are several servants missing from the club? And several hounds, where did they go? I want your explanation."

Viscount Terry's hand slid down the Earl's shoulder, and his palm covered the Earl's palm. Viscount Terry leaned over to whisper in the Earl's ear, and his other hand fiddled with the Earl's table knife.

The silver dinner knife danced on Viscount Terry's fingertips. The cold light of the knife flashed across everyone's cheeks, making people feel a chill on their necks.

In such a tense atmosphere, the meat dishes on the table still exude warmth and aroma.

"Those servants and the hounds are missing. They disappeared near Mins Street. There is a very scary priest there. We dare not approach Mins Street."

The Earl's trousers were wet, and there was a "dripping" sound of water under the chair.

No one made fun of the Earl at this time. The other nobles all kept their mouths shut and dared not make a sound, but looked at the Earl and Viscount Terry with burning eyes.

As if responding to their expectations, Viscount Terry grabbed the table knife and nailed the Earl's palm to the table.

"Oh, Count, you seem to have made a mistake in what you should be afraid of. I must punish you for this."

Amid the Earl's screams of pain, Viscount Terry drew out his knife and cut the Earl's palm with elegant movements.

The fingers were cut off one by one, and the palm and the base of the fingers were separated smoothly.

Holding the Earl's fresh fingers, Viscount Terry started cooking again.

When the pie with rich chocolate aroma was served on the table, the nobles rushed to grab the food like wild dogs. Only the Earl was sweating and wrapping his empty wrist with a napkin.

Just at this moment, a servant came over and said something to Viscount Terry.

"Oh? It seems that the person we are looking for has appeared himself. Are you interested in taking a look?"

Viscount Terry asked the nobles who were enjoying the pie in front of him with a smile, but the nobles at this time seemed to have not heard Viscount Terry's words at all.

The only one who responded to Viscount Terry's words was the Earl who had lost a hand.