Diablo Destruction

The unexpected and rapid progress of things made me unable to find the right words to describe my joyful mood at this time. It was already approaching dusk as I walked back to Adventurer Paradise with light steps.

Unknowingly, I had been looking for it all day. Time is really not a durable thing.

It's not dark yet, and if I go back to my lonely little tent now, I'll be too lonely for the rest of the day, so I'd better kill some time in the Adventurer's Paradise.

Speaking of which, although I ate a lot for breakfast, I forgot to eat lunch. Now that I think about it, my stomach feels empty after running around all day.

Let’s find a restaurant first and fill our stomachs.

Thinking like this, I came to the restaurant in the morning. The pure wood carving door was filled with ancient Western style. As I pushed it open, the small yellow bell hanging on the door suddenly made a crisp sound. I was leaning on the chair. The resting waiter hurried over.

Looking inside, it seemed to be very empty because it was still about an hour before the busy time for evening dinner. There were only two or three tables, and there were more than a dozen idle and yawning adventurers sitting there, teasing the poor people with their chopsticks. flies.

No wonder the waiters were so leisurely. They were probably conserving enough energy to cope with the busy dinner time. The shopkeeper would turn a blind eye to such laziness.

I found a square table for three people near the corner and sat down, casually ordered a glass of juice, and under the speechless gaze of the waiter, boxes of dry food for the little fox were placed one by one.

It seems like dark restaurants don’t have rules against bringing your own food.

I rolled my eyes at the wide-eyed waiter, flicked my thumb, and a tumbling gold coin fell in front of the waiter, and he quickly caught it with his hand.

"What are you looking at? Bring me two big bowls of white rice. Money is indispensable for you."

The waiter rubbed his head and apologized repeatedly before leaving. He had come to a conclusion in his mind that he was a strange guest.

After all, there is a huge difference in level between the little fox's cooking skills and that of Vilas. Vilas can prepare a month's worth of dry food for herself in one day, while the little fox can only prepare four or five days' worth of food for herself in one night. If she eats as usual, If so, it can be eaten in a few days.

Therefore, we can only make a compromise and use these dry foods as food for meals, so that we can probably eat them for a month.

"..."

Okay, I'll be honest, actually...ahem, how should I put it, the braised pork, barbecued meat jerky and the like from Little Fox, I don't know if it's because they were made in a hurry, or because the taste of the fox tribe is too strong, but it just tastes a little bit to me. Said salty.

But don’t worry, my cute and charming little Heavenly Fox Saint, I will not dislike you because of such a small flaw. Even if you just give me a bottle of salt, I will burst into tears and be grateful... ...making soup and drinking it.

While eating the rice, at this moment, I was deeply moved by the kindness and gentleness hidden in the little fox's bones. My eyes closed involuntarily, and tears flashed on my eyelashes.

Eating it with rice, the taste... is still a bit salty. Whether these tears are caused by emotion or salted, I can't tell anymore, wuwu~~

This fox saint must have got the amount of salt wrong in a hurry.

When I wiped the corners of my eyes and opened them, I found that I was already being watched.

"Brother Alsace, the way you look when you are eating is really...well, tragic."

The first onlooker, the wizard Hans, tilted his head in confusion. After thinking for a while, he found a more suitable word to describe my appearance just now.

"Thank you." I smiled sheepishly at the other party.

"..."

Huh? Did I just praise him? Did I just praise him? ! Hans lifted up the tea table in his mind and complained in his heart like crazy.

Resisting the urge to complain about reality, Hans decided to divert his attention to ease his unruly complaining heart. He turned his eyes and fell on the table.

"Huh? Brother Alsace, what did you order? Why have I never seen it before?"

Looking at the several exquisite black square wooden lunch boxes with a Japanese style placed on the wooden table, as well as the various meat products neatly decorated inside, Hans said dissatisfied. Of course, this dissatisfaction was directed at the restaurant owner. dispatched.

"Brother Hans, you misunderstood. This is...well, my wife prepared it for me."

I explained with a smile, thus resolving the restaurant owner's crisis. However, this guy was still sleeping soundly on the rectangular counter, so he probably couldn't feel my kindness.

Yep, I originally wanted to take advantage of this favor and let him give me a 10% discount on the glass of juice and several bowls of white rice I ordered.

"So that's it." Hans nodded thoughtfully, then showed an envious look.

"Has Brother Hans got a family?"

Seeing Hans's envious eyes, I couldn't help but blurt out a question.

"No." Hans replied indifferently.

I glanced at him in surprise. The adventurers who came to the second world were probably fifty or sixty years old at least. Wouldn't it be pitiful if they didn't have a family? Although Hans was wearing a cloak and hat during the two meetings, and his face could not be clearly seen, the calm master temperament revealed from his body could attract many girls.

"For an adventurer, getting married... is a difficult choice." Under the cloak and hat, Hans sighed slightly.

I was stunned for a moment, then nodded silently.

Perhaps, before becoming an adventurer, marrying the one you love was the happiest thing in life without even thinking about it.

However, as an adventurer, you have to consider a lot. It would be okay if the other party is also an adventurer. The question is, if they are just civilians, can each other bear the pain of separation? Can the other person endure the days of missing each other and being worried and scared?

From Hans's slightly sad answer, we can feel that it is not that he has never loved, but maybe he can't bear it, or the other person can't bear it, and finally chose to give up.

This is a really heavy topic for adventurers.

But speaking of it, I also married Vilas and Sarah, who were still commoners at the time, as an adventurer. However, I was a big fool at the time and didn’t think about it that much. Even if I did, I would just say “I’ll be shameless at worst.” The naive idea of ​​"hanging around in the camp and working as an elder for the rest of my life" confuses the past.

"Can I sit down together?"

Hans suddenly opened his mouth to invite me.

"Oh, of course, please."

I quickly said, although it is a three-person wooden table against the wall, this kind of thick and heavy table considering the size of barbarians, for ordinary people like us, even if there is an extra chair on each side, it can seat six people. It won't look crowded.

"Then I won't be polite."

Hans sat down first. He didn't hate the Druid who gave him a sense of mystery. Although his behavior of selling equipment yesterday indirectly caused his team to lose to the archenemy KFC, as a wise man, Wizard, Hans will never take the grievances of losing to the other party.

"Hey, are there only five of you?"

After everyone sat down, I realized that there were exactly two people on each side, which meant that there were six people in total including myself. Obviously, there was one less person in the Hanbag team.

"Oh, you mean Hannah? She wasn't with us early this morning, and I don't know what she was doing." Hans stopped and said with a smile.

"Don't mind. Although my cousin has a weird temper and hates dealing with other people. She rarely speaks a word in a year, but she still has a good heart."

"Is this... like this?"

It's rare to say a word in a year. This is too exaggerated. It has simply surpassed the attribute of being speechless. For example, Princess Sanwu, although she doesn't like to talk, she cherishes her words like gold when speaking, but when it comes to When you come to the field that interests her, she will use sentences without punctuation or paragraphs to drown you in the ocean of knowledge in one breath.

Hans sat down and put down his cloak and hat for the first time. I looked at him speechless for a long time.

How can I put it this way, the fiery red curly hamburger head, which is the same as Ricken's neat white beard and white hair, the sight is so strong that it can blind a dog's eyes, it is so shocking.

"This is an ancestral hairstyle."

Seeing me staring at his hair, Hans smiled as usual and explained.

He also knew that his current explosive hairstyle was in conflict with the wizard's erudite temperament, which aroused the curiosity of countless people from the beginning.

However, according to Hans, this is a concept that has been passed down from generations of restaurant owners. It is a logo. A logo must be set up. Not only should people think of this restaurant when they see the restaurant in front of them, but also when they see the restaurant's logo. You must be able to relate to you at a glance. This is a sign.

Uh, how should I put it? Although this is indeed a very advanced and successful business philosophy in a place like Diablo, but... it is also very hard to complain about.

"Could your cousin Hannah be like this..." I suddenly thought of this and looked at Hans speechlessly again.

"That's not true. Girls in the family do not need to inherit this mark." Hans smiled slightly.

Fortunately, the ancestors of the Hans family were somewhat self-aware and knew that if the girls in the family had such hairstyles, they would definitely not be able to get married.

After talking for a while, Hans and the other four grown men all looked at the wooden box on the table with eager eyes.

Okay, I get it, stop looking at me with such disgusting eyes.

Food with the taste of home is indeed very tempting to these singles. I can still understand this because I have been single once.

Without saying a word, the five grown men turned the knives and forks in their hands into ten rays of light and shadow, swallowed them into their mouths, and then their movements froze at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, they waved to the waiter in unison again and spoke in unison.

"Little guy, some bowls of rice."

"..."

It seems that I am not the only one who finds it salty. Looking at their coordinated movements, I secretly chuckle to myself.

After a while, I suddenly said "ah" and pointed to the door.

"What's the matter, brother Alsace?" Hans swallowed a mouthful of food and looked at me curiously.

"No, it's nothing. I just had one encounter with her this morning."

Thinking of what happened this morning, I shook my head and said indifferently, because it was really just a small matter.

What came in from the door was a girl with fiery red hair, the same girl who had a gal-style passionate collision with me this morning.

It's just that in the morning, I only looked at him from the side, but now I'm looking at him face to face.

She is indeed a rare beautiful girl. Her exquisitely beautiful face, like her gorgeous flowing fiery red hair, is so dazzling, just like the rising sun at dawn shrouded in darkness, instantly turning the restaurant around. The gazes of most of the male adventurers on board were attracted, making the originally dull gray restaurant become brighter and brighter.

This feeling of person and appearance being as one, is similar to Sarah's. For example, Sarah's personality and appearance are similar to her hair color. She is filled with a cute pink angelic temperament, and her fighting style is like a pupil. The medium flames are burning, and the overall feeling is like transparent glass, so pure that you can understand it at a glance.

Of course, this is just a purely personal impression. This girl with dazzling fiery red hair is still far behind Sara in terms of appearance. Although this large gap does not affect her stunning appearance. The title of beauty.

In fact, in terms of pure beauty and cuteness, I have never seen anyone who can compare with Sarah. Whenever I see Sarah, I am amazed by her beauty and at the same time, it makes people look forward to it. If she grows up a little bit, , then how far will this unparalleled and stunning appearance reach in the world?

It's just that this expectation is indeed a big luxury for Sarah, who has only grown less than five centimeters in height in the past seven years and is full of lolita in both body curves and temperament.

This dazzling girl, in the eyes of everyone in the restaurant, went straight upstairs without looking back. However, I don’t know if she was affected by this morning’s incident, but I always felt that this girl was as dazzling as a princess. The red-haired girl, under the gaze of everyone, although she tried hard to raise her head and face the many gazes, she still unconsciously exuded a timid temperament like a rabbit, which was not as strong and dazzling as her superficial temperament.

When her beautiful figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs, I discovered something interesting and nudged Hans beside me with my elbow.

"Brother Hans, the girl just now has the same hair color as you."

But when it comes to hairstyles, everything is different, so I couldn’t help but add to it.

"Yes...really?"

Hans, who looked away from the red-haired girl, continued to struggle with the bread and rice in the bowl, and responded vaguely.

"I also think that girl looks strangely familiar. Is this the legendary fate?"

After eating a piece of bread, Hans wiped his mouth elegantly with a napkin. Suddenly, as if he finally noticed something, his whole body trembled, and even the napkin in his hand trembled and fell. Only then did he reveal his full body. With a shocked expression on his face, he said this.

Could it be that...the emotional nerve in this guy's brain is a hundred times thicker than that of other normal people?

Looking at Hans, who took a full minute and thirteen seconds to react and showed a shocked expression, I once again fell into silent distant eyes.

However, the other four people were used to it. It was okay for the assassin not to speak. The other three, Paladin Baal, Desert Warrior and Barbarian mercenary, all had big appetites and quickly emptied the meat products in the box. , not even the scum is left, I feel sad when I see it.

"Hannah's here."

The assassin Gris, who had been silent and had little presence, suddenly said something like this, startling us. We subconsciously looked around for a moment, and then we happened to see a black figure coming from the restaurant with Gris' back. Walked in through the outer door.

This guy is really sharp. Even with his back to the door, he can detect the arrival of his teammates a few steps ahead of others.

Hans's cousin, the assassin Hannah, is a big iceberg. Different from the ruthless and arrogant coldness of Sister Sharna who despises all living beings, her whole body exudes a kind of indifference that is isolated from the world. She is clearly standing in front of her, but she seems to She is in another dark and cold world, refusing everyone access, making it impossible for anyone to penetrate into her world.

She was like a weightless black ghost, exuding an icy aura. She floated in front of us seemingly slowly but actually quickly, and then sat silently on the table next to her. It made me feel like Hans's words "one year" "It's rare to say" is not an exaggeration.

"Did you just come back from outside? Where have you been all day today? Without you, everyone was tied up during training, and was laughed at by the guy selling carrion."

Probably because as a cousin, Hans was not at all intimidated by Hannah's aura of keeping strangers away from her, so he opened his mouth to complain.

As I watched with great interest, Hannah's head shrouded in shadow shook slightly at a slight angle that could not be measured with a protractor.

"So that's it. Forget it, there's nothing we can do about it." Hans and several other teammates nodded as if they understood something.

Excuse me, were you talking on some strange radio wave just now?

"Forget it, I'm full, you continue."

After looking at Hannah, I gave up my seat, and she was not polite. Without me saying anything, she just floated over and sat down where I was.

Always felt……

I stared at Hanna, feeling a strange feeling in my heart. An ordinary girl would have been shy or angry by my gaze, but Hanna seemed not to notice at all. Lowering her head, she took the stew that Hans ordered for her and mechanically used the spoon to send it into the shadow under the hat one by one.

"What's the matter, brother Alsace?" Hans glanced at me curiously.

"Kind of...still nothing."

I glanced at Hannah again hesitantly, and finally suppressed the doubts in my heart. Judging from Hans and the others' performance, it seemed unlikely that it was possible. It was just me who was too worried.

"Then I'll take my leave. By the way, I'm currently staying near a small jungle southeast of the Mages Guild. If you need anything, you can come to me."

I waved goodbye to everyone.

"Magic Guild?"

Hans was slightly stunned, then became angry.

"It's a good place there, what a Haggas. At that time, I wanted to find a place to stay there, but she refused."

"It seems that Alsace's identity is not simple." Assassin Gris said lightly.

"Hmph, if his identity were simple, Hagas wouldn't have personally led him yesterday." Hans took a sip of tea and said matter-of-factly.

"But these have nothing to do with us. This guy has a good character and is worth making friends with."

"yawn--!!"

On the way to the Mages Guild, someone's sneezing sound was heard in the distance.