The Demon’s Menu

Jason looked at Lothar 11 who was whispering softly. With such a gaze, Lothar 11 was quickly discovered.

He turned his head and scratched the back of his head.

"Am I pretty hopeless?"

With that, Lothar 11 gave a wry smile.

"I am a timid person."

"Fear of my father, eldest brother, and fear of death."

"Or I'm afraid of all the unknown."

"Then I thought, would those who have experienced death also be afraid?"

"So, I hope I can bless them and let them rest in peace, at least...don't be afraid."

Lothar 11 spoke very seriously.

After that, the eleventh heir to the'Loshar Family' bowed his head in embarrassment.

But the words continued.

"Am I hypocritical?"

"Clearly I provoked everything."

"Now it's fake compassion... It's so hypocritical."

Lothar 11's voice became deeper and deeper.

Jason's eyes did not shift.

He saw Lothar 11 raise his hand and quietly touched the corner of his eye.

Don't mind, Lothar 11, who can hold his thigh tears down, obviously doesn't want anyone to see him now.

"I'm hungry."

There is no comfort.

There is no persuasion.

Will not tell.

Jason said so.

Lothar 11 was stunned with his head down, and then he laughed.

"Sure enough, Jason, your style."

Lothar 11 spoke and waved his hand.

Immediately, all the tables and chairs in the conference room disappeared.

Instead, there is a two-seater sofa and a small round table.

There are pots and saucers on the round table.

There is wine in the pot.

There is meat in the plate.

Liquor is strong liquor.

The meat is barbecue.

Lothar 11 bypassed the round table and sat on the sofa, while Jason sat straight on the floor.

Lothar 11 picked up the hip flask and raised it slightly over his head, and gestured to the shining bright ‘stars’, to the dark, deep night sky, and then he gestured to Jason.

Then, drank it all.

Jason didn't drink, he picked up the barbecue and chewed.

Soon, the wine and meat on the table were swept away by the two.

Then, is the second copy.

Lothar 11 raised the jug above his head again.

The next time too.

After three times in a row, Lothar 11's straight back collapsed instantly, and he leaned on the sofa, sticking there like a slug.

On his face, Lothar 11 was no longer solemn.

The rest is just uncomfortable and...escaping.

He is just a trash.

The waste that can't change anything.

What else can you do besides escape?

Not as good as drinking.

I'm drunk and don't know anything anymore.

Everything is over.

As for after sober?

Let's talk about it.

If you are really at a loss, keep getting drunk.

Over the years, Lothar 11 has come here.

He is also ready to continue this way.

It is another pot of spirits entrance.

It hurts so hot.

Even if it was not the first bite, Lothar 11 was still choked on.

Cough, cough!

Lothar 11 tilted his head and coughed loudly.

He naturally knows basic table manners.

However, Jason was faster, raised his hand to protect the barbecue in his arms, and turned his back to Lothar 11.

This scene made Lothar 11 helpless.

"At this time, shouldn't you care about me?"

"I'm choked!"

"Am I not as good as a plate of barbecue?"

Lothar 11 emphasized.

"No."

Jason answered without hesitation, and Lothar 11 suddenly rolled his eyes.

Then, Jason explained seriously.

"You are alive, you can move, and you are conscious."

"And it?"

"It is the last moment in this world. Being food is its final mission, and as someone who helps it accomplish this mission, I should treat it with caution."

Jason said, examining the roasted meat on the plate, then swallowed it in one bite.

Lothar 11 blinked as he watched Jason chewing and listened to the crisp sound.

He thought that Jason was right, but he wanted to refute something.

But after thinking about it, he didn't know how to refute it.

In the end, he could only pour the wine in his hand into his mouth.

"Your food has a mission, and so does my wine."

Lothar 11 was talking while drinking.

Then, this time, Lothar 11 didn't finish it all.

When there was half of the wine in the pot, he listened, his head held high did not lower, just staring at the night sky blankly.

It was still pitch black before, close to the night sky with a few ‘stars’ twinkling, this time it was completely illuminated.

Pieces of blue and white brilliance.

It is like the blue sky and white clouds in the daytime.

More people passed away.

Far beyond the speed expected by Lothar 11.

Also far exceeded the number expected by Lothar 11.

Tears couldn't hold back, they started to flow.

He wiped quickly, lowered his head and started drinking again.

This time, it was no longer a drink with his head held high.

Instead, he just lowered his head and sipped it in small sips.

When the wine in the pot disappeared halfway again, Lothar 11 couldn't help but rushed to Jason who started eating the twelfth barbecue and asked, "Is there really no way to change it?"

"Have."

"You are strong enough."

"When all the rules are set by you, that's fine."

Jason chewed the roasted meat in his mouth and said vaguely a ‘standard answer’.

"Difficult?"

Lothar 11 was curled up on the sofa again.

"Then watch it."

Jason said very simply.

"But I'm a little bit uncomfortable...not reconciled? It doesn't seem to be...sympathetic? It doesn't seem to be...I don't know what it is anymore. Anyway, I feel uncomfortable now."

Lothar 11 said intermittently, subconsciously raising his head, but before raising his head, he buried his head in the sofa again, like an ostrich.

"You don't know it yourself, how could I know?"

Jason ordered the thirteenth barbecue.

"Yeah, I don't know it myself, how could you know."

Lothar 11 murmured, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Does he really know?

He knew it.

I just pretended not to know.

What else can I do?

He had just found the Master, but Master completely ignored him.

As expected, how could he care about such trivial things with the ‘powerful’ of the master, and only his created deputy personality can be so cowardly.

I also want to do something.

But I really can't do it!

In case I am disgusted by my master, I will be wiped...

boom!

Lothar 11 was still thinking, and there was a loud noise above his head.

Instinctively, Lothar 11 raised his head.

If the night sky before was ‘blue sky and white clouds’, then the night sky at this time has become ‘the blazing sun at noon’.

Previously, pieces of battleships were annihilated under gunfire. At this time, within Lothar 11's field of vision, the entire night sky area was annihilated.

How many people died?

Lothar 11 didn't know.

I can't even think about it.

Click, click.

Suddenly, the sound of liquid flapping came from the skylight overhead.

Not much, just two or three drops.

Every drop is scarlet.

Lothar's eyes widened and her cheeks twitched slightly.

His hand holding the hip flask trembled violently.

The liquor was swaying in the jug, and Lothar 11 suddenly picked up the jug again amid the peculiar sounds of Gudong and Gudong, and he drank it again.

After gently placing the flask on the round table, Lothar 11 stood up directly.

He forced himself to look at the strange night sky at this moment.

Staring at the blood spots that began to increase.

After three full minutes, the night sky returned to black.

The deep night covered the scarlet on the skylight, and only a little liquid could be seen crawling there, but the color was completely gone.

But the light that rose in Lothar 11's eyes could not be concealed even at night.

"Jason, I want to change."

Lothar 11 said so.

"it is good."

Jason ate the twentieth portion of barbecue and answered without looking up.

Lothar 11, who was about to say some impassioned words, was choked by this plain reaction.

"Only in this way?"

He looked at Jason, helpless.

"What else?"

Jason asked rhetorically.

"Should you not be pleased or surprised by my change?"

Lothar 11 reminded.

"It's your change, not me, why should I do this?"

Jason put down the empty plate, picked up the twenty-first roast, and said very naturally.

This attitude made Lothar 11 even more helpless.

Ugh!

He sighed.

He felt a little tired.

Why did he say this to Jason?

Just do it silently.

"To survive for the dead, to fight for the living, this is everything I stand by!"

"Boss, if you want to kill me, hurry up."

"otherwise……"

"You fight side by side with me!"

Lothar 11 stood still and muttered to himself.

one second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Nothing happened.

Lothar 11 clenched his fists.

The master character did not obliterate him, which proved that the master character also recognized his ideas.

that--

"We are fighting side by side!"

"I work hard to help you win everything!"

"You give me a world I want!"

"We made an appointment!"

The clenched fist was released and stretched out of thin air, as if shaking hands.

Jason only glanced at Lothar 11, who was acting in the'one-man show', and then looked away.

It is really annoying for the person who has made a decision in his heart, but is still asking him.

Had it not been for the other party's request for the barbecue in his hand, Jason would have left.

An agreement was reached with the master character.

Lothar 11 took a deep breath.

call!

The strong alcoholic breath was exhaled, but Lothar 11 had clear eyes, and he opened the personal contact device.

"Simpson 2 brought me the information about the battle just now."

"Ok."

"I wait for you."

After Lothar 11 ended the call, he was about to walk back to the sofa, but after only two steps, he staggered.

dizziness.

Step on cotton.

The wine is pouring up.

Lothar 11 frowned.

In the past, he didn't hate this feeling, but now it doesn't work.

He resisted the dizziness, held on to the wall, moved to the bathroom step by step, and snapped his throat--

vomit!

The liquor just drunk spewed out quickly.

Once, twice.

Lothar 11 stopped until he started to vomit sour water.

He flushed himself.

Patted his cheek with his hand.

Drops of water slipped from her cheeks, Lothar 11 looked at herself in the mirror, with a sense of strangeness, but still handsome.

Come on!

Lothar 11 said quietly.

Then, he turned around and went out of the bathroom.

When a person becomes purposeful, he will become vigorous, energetic, and positive, and that is...growth.

Break the cocoon into a butterfly.

It exists.

On that sofa, Lothar 11 began to look up various information and materials.

He tapped his hands quickly, his eyes were like a scanner, recording all the information he saw, and his brain was like a computer cpu and began to analyze one by one.

Even if Jason talked to him after supper, he answered in a daze.

"Is this the real Lothar 11?"

Hera 10 asked quietly.

Beard and Rothro next to them were taken for granted.

"of course."

"This is the real Lothar Eleven Master."

"Drinking and loitering on weekdays are just disguise."

Beard said with a smile.

Hera nodded at 10, agreeing with Beard's statement, but also said his own statement.

"Insidious guy, far less handsome than Jason."

Hera 10 finished speaking, and walked towards Jason without giving Beard and Rothro a chance to refute.

Beard glared at Hera 10 who walked to Jason's side, and subconsciously raised his **** to mock this woman who didn't understand anything, but after thinking about it, he chose to give up.

He can't beat Hera by 10.

This feeling really makes Beard extremely uncomfortable.

"Karen will leave it to you first, I'll go to the training room."

Beard finished speaking and walked to the training room.

Rosslow also gestured to the "Golden Lamb" and followed.

After all, there is another friend of his who needs his care.

The "Golden Lamb" watched his colleagues leave, and then devoted himself to his work as a bodyguard.

As for what happens inside?

"Golden Lamb" believes that Jason and Lothar 11 will handle it.

"Are you looking at the history of Area F?"

Hera 10 walked to Jason's side and didn't speak directly. Instead, when Jason paused slightly, he passed the long-prepared tea in his hand and then spoke.

"Ok."

Jason took a sip of tea and nodded.

"As you might expect,'they' set an ambush."

"However, the eldest sister prepared in advance, and the loss is not big-although the eldest sister is very strict, but with your reminder, Jason, she is still concerned. She just asked me to convey my gratitude."

"Of course it's not just verbal. She also prepared a gift for Jason. It will be shipped with the batch of'Elron's Spears'~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and the eldest sister invites you to..."

"Hahaha!"

"found it!"

Hera 10 gradually came to the key point, and the whole person began to get nervous. She resisted, making herself sure to say the words inviting Jason in the calmest tone.

But before she could say this, Lothar 11, who had been quiet, suddenly laughed and interrupted her words.

Hera 10 glared at Lothar 11 with murderous eyes.

But the eleventh heir to the'Loshar Family' didn't even bother to look like that.

On the contrary, Lothar 11 bypassed the round table and came to Jason. After squeezing Hera 10 away, he sat next to Jason and said--

"Jason, look at this!"