Canaan

The owner of the line of sight looked at him fearlessly, and when she saw the priest looking at her, she even grinned dangerously, revealing her sharp little teeth. With her pretty little skirt and cute face, she looked adorable.

Mason was delighted by this cuteness. It turned out that Ricks was being subtle. How could he not like her? Don't think he didn't see the slightly bulging hem of Olivia's skirt!

According to his experience, the little girl might be planning to bite him with something. He asked himself, Canaan definitely had no grudge against Orihe. Why was he being treated so hostilely?

It can't be because you don't like him.

Her eyes, as clear as flowing water, slid across Olivia without stopping. The most distinguished guest of this trip walked past her table and stopped at the main seat. There was an empty seat farthest from him, a chair that was also carefully decorated, as if waiting for a guest who would never come.

"Olivia, what's going on?"

Rambo asked in a low voice. The girl stared at the priest with hostility in her tone: "I don't like him."

A strong sense of anxiety surged, just like breathing in the hot air. In the rich sweet fragrance that everyone was intoxicated by, the girl felt a strong rejection from every little flower.

The tension spread to the brain worm's senses, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but frown. Could it be that the pollution on Olih was too heavy, causing the backlash of Canaan's ability?

But as the other party who shared the pollution, he didn't feel that way. So there must be other reasons.

Regardless of what the two thought, the banquet started as scheduled. Ronald, as the host, stood up with a glass of wine and gave a speech. He basically thanked the people of Canaan and Ya'an for helping them to eliminate the monsters and dispel the curse on Mason, and then expressed a series of good wishes. The speeches of the leaders of various places were all lengthy, so that the bloodline people all listened to them. But seeing the respectful expressions on the faces of the civilians, several people still sat obediently in their original places.

After the speech, the knight announced the start of the banquet. The maids brought hot dishes to the table skillfully. There were plates piled with fresh meat next to the barbecue stove, and anyone could eat and grill it. If you don't want to cook it yourself, the chef will cook it and serve it to you.

The steaming, golden roasted meat exudes a rich aroma, and the surface is coated with a layer of wild honey, which makes the aroma overflow when you take a bite. Most of the vegetarian dishes are wild vegetables, which are skillfully cooked into salads and stews. The bread coated with butter has a unique flavor, and there are also dried sausages on the table...

The people present ate with great appetites. They were a group of country folk, and soon they threw all the so-called etiquette out of the window. Before long, Ricks mixed into the crowd, eating and drinking with his arm around their shoulders, just like a good brother.

Ronald, as a knight, was actually quite good at grilling meat. Ollie squatted by the stove, waiting for her meal with great concentration, eating each piece of meat after it was grilled, not caring at all about the idiot sitting at the main table, sighing at her floor-length skirt.

Looking around, only Rambo still maintained his courtesy, maintaining a respectful atmosphere with Canaan who was sitting on the main seat. Harmonious, but silent.

Ollie chewed some meat and glanced at the table eagerly. The elegant servant of the saint showed no joy or sorrow, and the place where he was seemed to be separated from other people by an invisible curtain. The messy and happy crowd subconsciously left that area, making him seem even more aloof from the world.

I didn't dare move, for fear that my teammate Olih would secretly stab me.

Canaan really has no fighting power at all!

No matter what they think in their hearts, judging from the appearance alone, Canaan is definitely not inferior. Rex looked at this scene and secretly gave a thumbs up in his heart, feeling a sense of awe for both sides.

Apart from the priest's cool demeanor of having everything under control, even Orih seemed particularly admirable at this moment. He was the one who came down from the World Tree! He was ready to fight over a disagreement. I admire him, I really admire him!

With a sincere heart for his companions, Rex wondered whether he should remind Orihi to hold back. She looked at the priest as if she wanted to kill him. Thanks to Canaan's good character, nothing irreversible happened.

As he was thinking, the little girl suddenly moved her eyes and looked straight at him. Ricks was startled and almost thought that his expression was too obvious. Then he realized that Orihi was not looking at him, but at his back.

Ricks turned his head. Behind him was a garden fence made of fences. It was just at shoulder height, nothing special. The man narrowed his eyes, picked up a glass of wine he hadn't drunk yet, greeted the people around him naturally, and then his figure flashed behind the fence.

A hand suddenly reached out and took the wine from his hand.

The red-haired young man changed his posture, lazily sat down against the fence, and lowered his head to drink a sip of wine. His clothes were a little wrinkled, and his face was habitually slovenly. The beer swirls in the cup, and although he was hiding here in secret, he exudes a kind of frank temperament of "I accept your service."

Ricks was amused and speechless, so he bravely kicked the other's boots, signaling him to move inside to make room. The young man glanced at him and really moved inside obediently. Ricks squatted down with him and whispered, "Why are you here?"

Aurelius said righteously: "Isn't this a celebration party for me? Why can't I come?"

That's true, but you were the one who ran away when you sensed something was wrong. Ricks glanced at the fence suggestively: "But Canaan is still here."

"It doesn't matter. I blocked my aura. He can't sense me now."

The red-haired young man raised his hand and pointed at the ground. Rex then realized that there were no flower vines around him. He was immediately surprised: "Amazing! How did you do that?"

"Of course it's a secret."

Of course I was playing myself and took it back on purpose.

A light smug look was revealed between Oreius's eyebrows, and he was obviously very satisfied with his move. He put down the empty glass and kicked Rex in return. When he realized that he had kicked the same place where he had just kicked his boot, Rex was speechless at his sudden desire for revenge.

"Don't just stand there. I haven't had any meat yet. Help me get two pieces."

"Okay, okay, you are the Duke and I am the servant. What would you like to eat today, Duke?"

"Let's have some grilled meat first. I think Ronald's grilled meat is pretty good. I want the wine from the main table, and then a few side dishes..."

Ricks said cheerfully: "Do you think it would be faster to put me in the oven?"

It’s good enough that I can sneak here, why do I need a bicycle!

Aurelius had to give up the above idea with regret and watched the other party play on his own. Rex blended into the crowd without anyone noticing, with a smile on his face, and could easily talk to anyone. It was obviously someone he just met, but it seemed that everyone knew him.

He passed by the barbecue grill, and the girl waiting for the barbecue looked at him twice, and actually gave up eating herself, and kept the meat just out of the oven for him. Ronald was stunned when he saw this scene, and seemed to realize something, and grilled a few pieces of particularly fat meat, added seasoning generously, and put them on the plate.

He turned to the other side, and Rambo, who was sitting at the main table, glanced at him indifferently, then suddenly turned his head to answer Canaan. Taking advantage of the latter's attention, Rex took a bottle of wine and even used his usual stealth investigation skills to return behind the fence without attracting any attention. When he put down the plate in his hand, he also got a set of tableware.

"Here, I really don't have the hands to hold the barbecue, wine, and vegetarian dishes you asked for. Go take a look around later."

Oleus looked up at the other person for a long time, until Rex felt a little scared, and then he suddenly laughed.

It was a smile without any pretense. A faint smile appeared in his eyes, and everyone who saw it would know that he was very happy.

Oreius picked up the plate and slowly ate the specially made roast. Ronald put a lot of effort into it, and the cooking time and taste were all excellent. Just when he wanted to drink, Rex had already handed him the uncorked wine, with a confused look on his face, not knowing why he was so happy all of a sudden.

A warm feeling almost like tenderness flowed through his heart. Orelius took the wine and took a sip. The wine production process in the other world was still very simple, and it did not have the mellow flavor of his previous life, but he drank it happily.

This is just a script.

But so many people spontaneously went to cover for him. Just now, Mason felt that the only people he could rely on in this world were himself and his two vests, and he decided to be a shrunken turtle who only wanted to survive. But now, he looked at these companions who had fought side by side with him, as if he saw their faces clearly for the first time, and the images of these people became particularly vivid in his mind.

Rex was confused and suddenly felt sad when he saw how happy he was just eating barbecue. He glanced at the glamorous clergyman on the main seat, and then looked at Oleus in front of him, who was handsome but obviously just laughing foolishly. The strong contrast made him feel deeply guilty for a moment.

If it is put in modern times, probably many people can understand this idea: facing a beast, people will be afraid and cautious. But if it shows weakness in front of someone, it will make people feel that it is not so dangerous.

Not to mention, at this moment, an enemy with a clear advantage suddenly appeared. In contrast, the stronger the enemy, the more miserable it will appear.

Rex boasted that he and Oreius had known each other the longest, and they had a friendship that night when they had chicken. This time, they had been together through thick and thin, fighting the enemy side by side. It was clearly a banquet prepared for the other party, but Canaan got there first.

The hardest-working ones could only hide behind the fence and eat the barbecue secretly, without even a table!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt annoyed, not only for the other party, but also for himself. Rex, Rex, look at you, Oleus is already pitiful for being forced to hide, and you can't even help him touch a dish!

Thinking of this, the brown-haired man's expression suddenly became extremely solemn. He looked deeply at the young man, turned around and walked towards the courtyard, leaving Oreius in the same confusion.

Why is he like this suddenly?

Ronald was a little dumbfounded as he watched Ricks walk around again. Wasn't he full of those few pieces just now? He was a little worried, so he simply grilled another pile. In order to avoid being too conspicuous, he asked Olih, who was standing by, to pass some of them over.

There weren't many bloodline members present, and two of them were gone in a flash. Rambo watched this scene and couldn't help but remain silent. But when he saw Ronald, who hadn't waited for the two to come back, secretly move towards the fence wall, his mind went numb.

It’s hard, the fist is hard.

He is working so hard to delay time here, but the rest of the people are not covering up at all. Do they really think Canaan is blind?

When Oleus was eating the vegetarian dishes brought by Rex, he was also a little confused when he found a little head squeezed in beside him. Oleha unceremoniously hid behind the wall, lifted the plate and passed it directly to the other party. The red-haired young man touched her head with a smile: "Oleha is really amazing."

The little girl gave Rex a proud look. The latter was squeezed to the outside and thought to himself, "I won't argue with children."

Not long after, a head suddenly popped out from the wall, and when the blond-haired, blue-eyed knight also showed his head, everyone present had a bad feeling.

It would be fine if the two of them disappeared halfway, but they are the organizers of the banquet!

Somehow, the three people sitting in a row under the fence, along with Ronald who had just come over, looked up and saw a crystal clear little flower peeking out from the top of the wall. The sweet fragrance wrapped it up harmlessly, but through this small flower, it was as if a real gaze was fixed on the three people.

The holy servant cast an indifferent glance across the garden. The voice was clear in the ears of the four people even though it was far away.

"Come out, Oreius."

Finished.

The two big words came to everyone's mind. The red-haired young man sighed and walked out from behind the wall with a plate in his hand.

After a long time, the two former best friends finally stood on opposite sides. They looked at each other for a long while, and Aurelius sighed helplessly.

"Canaan."

He called out that familiar name, without hostility or ill will, just like a pair of true friends sighing in frustration because the other was too old-fashioned.

"Why don't you just pretend you didn't see it? Like you always do."