When Mingyue mentioned that he wanted to recruit new employees, Mor immediately thought of his brother Blaise. Blaise was similar to Mor, also a fire demon who was not doing his job properly.
Blaze has an excellent talent for fire control and was once regarded as the successor to the leader. However, no one knew what happened. Blaze suddenly changed and became uninterested in everything and didn't care about anything. Everyone tried to persuade him several times but to no avail. Later, everyone gradually gave up, and the Fire Demon leader was very disappointed with him.
Now that Moore has found a place that accepts him, he wants to help his brothers.
Mingyue thought about it and decided that letting Yan Mo be in charge of grilling sausages was indeed a suitable job for him. She nodded and agreed: "Okay, then bring him over and give it a try first."
With Mingyue's words, Mor decided to return to the Fire Demon Tribe in person to invite Blaze to join the inn.
The next day, Mor took the grilled sausage given by Mingyue, crossed the lava, and came to the territory of the Fire Demon Tribe deep in the volcano.
Here the air smells of brimstone and fire, and rivers of lava flow through the valleys.
The other Balrogs were surprised to see Mor coming back.
"Why did you come back suddenly?"
"Are you still playing that music?"
"Moir, we have a destruction party this afternoon, do you want to go?"
This time, Mor did not get angry as he did before, but instead bumped fists with the other fire demons.
"I have something to ask Blaise."
"Yes, I'm currently performing at a hotel. You're welcome to come and listen."
"Forget about the destruction party, I have something else to do."
Mor replied to them one by one, and went to Blaise's residence first. After finding that there was no one there, he thought for a while and flew towards a place of lava, leaving the other fire demons standing there in shock.
"No, why did this kid suddenly change his personality???"
"You always acted so indifferent before, why are you acting normal this time?"
"Did you hear what he said about being a resident singer in a hotel? I don't know if it's true or not."
"Forget it, stop playing with weirdos like them. You might as well throw more rocks if you have the time."
Moore passed through several lava pools and finally found Blaise in a remote pool. He was floating in the lava in a big letter shape, drifting with an indifferent look on his face.
"Blaze, Blaze!" Moore shouted several times before he got Blaze's attention.
Blaise was lying in the lava. He was stunned for a moment before he slowly found his voice: "Why are you here?"
Moore immediately realized that Blaise was not in the right state, but he could only change his approach: "I found a fun place and want to take you to experience it."
Blaise shook his head. "Sorry, I'm not really interested."
Moore also said to persevere: "Believe me, that place is very different. I also brought you some food there. If you don't want to go, you can try the food I brought back specially first."
Although Blaise didn't want to go, he finally nodded because of what Moore said.
Moore followed Blaise to his house. Looking at the empty and cold house, Moore pretended not to notice anything unusual. "I'm going to the kitchen. These sausages I brought need to be grilled."
Blaise watched as Moore walked into the kitchen, then sat down on a dusty chair and stared into space in a daze.
"Oh my god, Blaise, please help me, I'm really bad at this!"
Moll's voice interrupted Blaise's thoughts.
He had to get up and go to the kitchen, where he saw Moore holding a sausage that looked like black charcoal. He smiled at him embarrassedly, "Oh, my fire attack is too strong. I accidentally roasted the sausage into black charcoal. Why don't you try it yourself?"
Blaise looked at the sausage that he couldn't swallow, and silently took the intact sausage from More. A flame ignited from Blaise's hand, surrounding the grilled sausage.
Blaze is considered a master of fire control because he can maintain a constant temperature around an object while enveloping it. Normally, the temperature of a flame rises gradually from the core to the inner flame and then to the outer flame. However, Blaze's flames can completely break this pattern, controlling the temperature to his own specifications. Blaze's flames can even freeze an enemy if he so desires.
With the right temperature, the sausages soon began to sizzle, and the aroma of oil and meat spread out through the window cracks.
"What is this smell? It smells so good."
"Who's cooking meat? It smells so good."
"Smell it, I'm hungry!"
The fire demons outside smelled the meaty aroma in the air, and their stomachs were suddenly aroused. Some of them could not bear it any longer, so they followed the scent in the air and found their way to Blaze's house. They were so greedy that they knocked on the door and asked, "Blaze, what are you doing?"
It was Mor who opened the door. He was holding a roasted sausage with a browned skin in his mouth. As he chewed, the aroma of meat continued to overflow. He looked at the Balrog outside the door and asked, "What's wrong?"
The Balrog knocking on the door stared at the half sausage Mor was holding and swallowed hard: "What are you eating? Can I buy some?"
Moore: "I brought these sausages back from work. If you want to eat some, I'll sell you one."
Suddenly another voice came from the side.
"I want one too!"
A few more fire demons came over from behind, and when they heard Mor say that they could buy it, they quickly expressed that they also wanted to buy it.
Moore nodded and said, "Okay, just five. No more. I'll get some later."
He took out some grilled sausages from the kitchen and handed them to the waiting fire demons.
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