Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills

Miss Goblin leaves from the fruit stand.

Uncle Lucas and Aunt Julie sighed after seeing her leaving back.

Zhu Li began to complain about her husband: "It's all your fault. It's so good, I insisted on mentioning the matter of my brother in front of Miss Vivienne. I feel distressed when I see Miss Vivienne's expression before she turns and leaves."

Lucas defended: "This... I originally planned to tell Miss Vivienne that Brother Dorn would definitely come back. But before I could say what I had prepared, you pulled my ears away... ..."

"Bah! You're the one who talks too much!" Aunt Zhu Li's tone was still dissatisfied.

It seems that it's not just Gonzalez, Amy, Aisha and others. Town residents like Uncle Lucas, who are close friends with the restaurant, also feel sorry for Miss Goblin during this period of time.

When Vivienne's back disappeared into the street, Uncle Lucas sighed again: "Oh, Julie. Tell me, it would be great if Miss Vivienne was our daughter?"

"What ridiculous dream are you dreaming of? With your rotten sweet potato, rotten bird eggs, old persimmon and wilted cucumber, you can raise a daughter as beautiful as a princess like Miss Vivienne!?" Aunt Zhu Li flipped fiercely He rolled his eyes.

At present, the existence of Vivienne is no secret in the small town of Eaton.

The attitude of the residents of the town towards Vivienne is similar to that of Lucas and Julie.

Gentle and friendly, warm and enthusiastic.

It seems that no one cares about Miss Fairy's special physique that is sometimes visible and sometimes invisible.

Part of the reason for being like this is because of Dawn.

Everyone knows the relationship between Vivienne and Donne, and there is also the song "To Vivienne" that has been widely circulated as evidence.

If anyone dares to be unfriendly to Miss Vivienne, or if she is treated badly in the town.

Brother Don will definitely be angry.

Once the little brother gets angry, the consequences will be very serious.

This is not a joke, what if Brother Dawn is so angry that he no longer wants to provide food to the people in the town?

Who can afford this loss!

Based on this consideration, if there are people who are unfriendly to Miss Vivienne, then everyone in the town will be punished!

On the other hand, it has something to do with Miss Fairy herself.

Beauty is justice.

There is no shortage of Yangou in any era or in any world.

Let me ask, who can refuse to be close to a beautiful, cute, petite and charming girl, whom I feel pity for?

Of course, if the residents of the town have the opportunity to witness with their own eyes, how the petite, cute, and fragile Miss Vivienne wields a thick ebony staff to critically hit the enemy's head...

The impression in this respect may change.

Finally, the two friends of Dorn, the big noble boy Creek who raises monsters, and the little noble girl Charlene. It also took some effort to explain Vivienne's existence to the town residents.

Although the purpose of their initiative to do this is different.

Creek purely because of friendship with Dorne as a confidant. Hmm... At least Crick unilaterally regards Donne, who has a lot of unique insights into monsterology, as a confidant.

Miss Charlene probably had some selfish intentions, and wanted to get closer to her relationship with Don and the restaurant.

There is nothing wrong with this.

No matter what the original intention of the two of them is, the final effect is good.

After all, the Land of Miracles is a world where magic exists.

After Crick's professional knowledge explanation, and Miss Charlene's aristocratic speech skills and public opinion guidance.

Currently, the residents of the town generally understand Vivienne's peculiar physique as——

[The poor girl who was cast a vicious curse by the vicious witch], or [the poor girl whose state of existence is out of balance because of her special magic power and the inability to control the flow of magic power. ]

No matter what kind of explanation, it is quite easy for the people in the town to accept.

...

Vivienne came outside the small town, holding the staff to the big banyan tree standing alone on the grass.

"Hey."

She laid the ebony staff flat, sat down carefully, and smoothed the hem of her skirt.

Then just sit and do nothing.

After sitting with her knees hugged for an unknown amount of time, some thoughts began to flash in Vivian's heart.

She suddenly thought of a sentence, a sentence that Dawn once said - "That person may never come back, maybe he will come back tomorrow."

A sentence that fits Miss Fairy's current state of mind very well.

After being with a person who is very important to me for a long time, after we suddenly separate, no matter what I see, what happens, or what state of mind I encounter, I always think of the corresponding words and deeds of that person.

Dawn's weight in Vivienne's heart was like this.

"Dawn seems to have said that this sentence is the ending of a literary novel he likes." Vivian whispered to herself.

Although Miss Goblin doesn't know which literary novel ends with this sentence.

I just remembered that Donne said that the novel was about a story in an unremarkable small town, and the people in the story were very simple and honest.

Sounds a bit like Eatontown.

The story is beautiful, but the ending seems to be a tragedy.

"So, when will Dawn come back?" Vivian thought again.

All morning, Vivienne didn't wait for Dawn to come back.

"Maybe Dawn will come back in the afternoon." In the end, Miss Goblin told herself so, then picked up the ebony staff, got up, and returned to the town.

After helping out at the hot pot restaurant in the afternoon.

In the evening, the goblin lady sat under the big banyan tree and waited, holding the heavy staff again.

When the sun sank halfway below the horizon, a strange, spacious and expensive-looking large carriage drove into Eaton.

However, Dawn should not be in the car.

"If Dawn was in the carriage, he would definitely see me." Vivienne thought so.

So she continued to wait.

Wait until the sun leaves only a small golden dome on the horizon, and wait until a few old crows on the banyan tree hoot and return to their nests.

"Dorne may be back tomorrow. Hehe—" Vivienne stood up holding the ebony staff as usual.

Her expression was neither sad nor happy, and she didn't show too much loss.

After all, waiting for no results, she has experienced too much in the past few months.

"The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Well, this is also what Don said." Vivian patted her skirt, ready to go back to the town, "It's time to go, everyone should be waiting for me Have a meal."

After walking two steps towards the town, Vivian stopped again.

She turned her head and looked at the very familiar road outside the town.

The sun was already sinking completely below the horizon, and soon there would be no light to be seen.

When the wind blows in late autumn, mixed with a few yellow leaves, it is a bit bleak and cold.

"That person may never come back, maybe he will come back tomorrow."

Vivienne's nose suddenly felt a little sour, she didn't know why she was suddenly sad.

Or maybe she was sad all the time.

"Dawn, do you know? Everyone can see me now, although it's only for a while. But I'm very happy, and everyone treats me very well."

"...if only you knew."

Vivian was about to turn around and leave, but at this moment, she saw a very familiar figure appearing at the end of the road.

The figure is tall and straight, with the last remaining bit of the afterglow of the setting sun draped over the shoulders.

"Vivian!"

The man obviously saw Vivienne standing alone outside the town, and shouted in a joyful tone.

Vivienne tightly held the ebony staff that was higher than her with both hands, and shook her head lightly, not sure if she had seen an illusion for a while.

"That person may never come back, maybe he will come back tomorrow."

This sentence popped up in Miss Goblin's mind again, and then she watched the man approaching.

She heard a familiar voice: "Sorry, Vivienne. It's been a long time this trip, and a lot of things happened. I'll tell you slowly when I go back."

"Uh-huh!"

Miss Goblin's expression remained unchanged, even a little stiff.

She stared at the other person's face, then clenched her staff tightly, her thin shoulders trembling, and nodded vigorously.

"Well, anyway. I'm back, Vivienne," the man said again.

"Mmmm! Mmmm... woo—"

Vivienne finally couldn't bear the roiling emotions in her chest.

She threw away the ebony staff, whimpered, and then stretched out her arms to embrace Dorne who had returned from the dust.