Chapter 191 Hyperion's Fourth Death Star
On the other side of Ikerit, thick dark clouds were about to cover the skyline of the royal capital.
In the street cafe, people gathered in front of the window, holding hot coffee in their hands, looking at the rain outside with misty eyes. The sound of rain accompanied by the soft jazz music in the cafe made the interior of the cafe look particularly warm and comfortable through the rain.
The sudden rainstorm kept washing the streets. The raindrops hit the lamps, making a clicking sound. The branches and leaves of the trees were heavy with rain. People on the road took shelter in the nearest shops or hurriedly looked for a place to shelter from the rain with umbrellas in hand.
At the Cat Boss Restaurant, which is two streets away from Ikerit College, the wind chimes under the eaves were wet by the rain and swayed in the wind, making a low sound that was different from usual.
The door of the restaurant was opened and closed from time to time. Everything seemed very peaceful, with only a few guests sitting in the corner enjoying their breakfast leisurely.
The clerk was wiping glassware in front of the counter, head down and concentrating. The old chandelier emitted a warm yellow light, adding a touch of warmth to the small space.
"Why doesn't Boss Cat come back..."
The salesgirl looked up at the clock in the store and murmured.
Although their restaurant does not specialize in breakfast, due to the weather, there are more customers than usual.
If Boss Cat doesn't come back later, she might not be able to handle taking orders and delivering food by herself, so she would have to go upstairs to ask Miss Tata for help.
But today Miss Tata seemed to be sleeping in. It was already ten o'clock and she hadn't come downstairs yet.
The clerk looked out the window and soon understood.
The raindrops hit the eaves, ticking, like a rhythmic background music. The rain gathered from the roof to form a small waterfall, dripping along the eaves.
In this kind of weather, everyone just wants to stay at home and be lazy all day.
If possible, the clerk didn't want to bother Tata. He just hoped that the cat that was turned into a black coal ball by the heavy rain could come back soon.
"Number 17 is fine."
The sound coming from the kitchen brought the clerk back to his senses and he quickly walked towards the kitchen window.
She gently picked up a white porcelain plate, on which was placed an exquisite dish: golden fried chicken steak paired with a colorful fruit salad and garnished with a few drops of light yellow lemon juice. Each sauce provided on the plate can be chosen by the customer to give the dish a different flavor.
The clerk's steps seemed light and capable.
She walked towards a table on the side of the restaurant near the aisle. A young man was quietly sipping his coffee and admiring the view outside the window, as if he was waiting for something.
Although he looks handsome, his dull temperament makes him unnoticeable.
When the clerk approached, the young man finally looked up and gave an expectant smile.
"Your chicken salad, sir."
The waiter said gently, placing the plate gently on the table.
"Thanks."
The young man nodded to the clerk to express his gratitude, then turned his eyes to the exquisite food.
After the waitress returned to the counter, she could tell that this customer was not a regular at the restaurant. However, his shoulders and clothes were still wet with rain. Like many customers in the restaurant now, he was just passing by and chose to order food and rest here because of the weather.
The restaurant became quiet again, with only the sound of rain outside the window and soothing music, the atmosphere was as peaceful as ever.
The young man slowly opened the cloth cutlery bag on the dining table and took out an exquisite silver fork and knife.
Although he looked no different from the students of Ikerit Academy who often came to the store, the way he enjoyed breakfast revealed an unusual delicacy and taste, as if he was performing surgery.
He spread the napkin on his knees, then used a knife and fork to cut the chicken steak in front of him, taking only a small piece at a time. After putting it in his mouth, he would savor it carefully until it was chewed into pieces.
Then he gently cut a piece of fresh croissant with a knife, spread a layer of light yellow butter on it, and put it carefully into his mouth.
The same is true when he drinks coffee.
Instead of taking a hasty sip, he savored its aroma before drinking it in small sips.
Every movement he made was calm and precise, and he was completely immersed in the process naturally, enjoying this delicious meal that was both breakfast and lunch.
About ten minutes later, the meal in front of him was only reduced by one third, but no one felt uncomfortable.
He was indeed waiting for a lady.
But that was the target he was going to kill.
He was quite sure that the Duchess Hyperion was upstairs in the shop.
It seemed that after the second trip to the movie world, I gained a lot and finally moved out of the school.
This is normal. Some students of Ikrit Academy do not often live in school dormitories. Most of the time, they live in their own homes.
Originally, his only puzzlement was why the Duke's daughter chose this place.
However, when he personally tasted the food of this Cat Boss Restaurant, he understood that there was indeed a reason why the Duke chose this place.
"Guest, are you satisfied with our store?"
The waitress delivered food to another customer and passed by the young man again. She noticed the satisfied smile on his face and asked.
Because he was sitting close to the aisle, whenever you walked toward the store entrance—for example, toward the counter—you would pass by him.
“Very satisfied. I will come again if I have the chance in the future.”
The young man nodded amiably.
Although he said so.
What a pity.
I'm afraid I won't have this opportunity again in the future.
Today should be the last day of business for this store.
His identity is Phoenix, a sophomore student at the Royal Academy of Alolan, who lives with his younger sister Phyllis.
But he is actually an elite believer who lurks in the world, loyal to the Bishop of Destruction, and would never go out under normal circumstances.
Normally he would be in a deep state of self-hypnosis and would not even remember that he was a believer in resurrection.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
He will only wake himself up when he receives an order or encounters an opportunity to execute an order.
He is the only person who is most suitable to kill Duchess Hyperion, or even if he cannot kill her, put her to death and disrupt the relationship between the two countries.
Hyperion was in the light while he was in the dark. Phoenix was very sure that at level 5, he could sneak attack Hyperion at close range and use her to save her life.
This time, he not only brought a barrier to block the terrain and equipment to see through invisibility, but also possessed two spells bestowed by the Bishop of Destruction.
【Big Guinea Theater】
[Category: Spell Card]
[Grade: Pink Sacred]
[Attribute: Spirit/Detection]
[Level: 4]
[Effect: Only usable on targets of level 1 and below, can control the actions of all targets within a 100-meter range. The more targets you control, the longer the time, and the more complex the behavior, the greater the mental load and mana consumption. The cooldown time is 24 hours.]
[Note: A peaceful death, without any dramatic tension.]
In a restaurant environment, using this spell that is useless in normal combat can easily make Hyperion bear the blame for the massacre of civilians.
Moreover, Hyperion, who would never indiscriminately kill civilians, would be restricted in her actions when faced with the sudden and crazy sneak attacks and interference from the civilians.
This is the little game that the Bishop of Destruction is keen on on weekdays. Every time the Bishop of Destruction can obviously defeat his opponent, he just likes to fight his opponent with civilians, and then appreciate the collapsed and helpless and furious expressions of those noble and righteous people when they accidentally kill civilians one after another.
As for the second spell—
【Spark of Destruction】
[Category: Spell Card]
[Grade: Pink Sacred]
[Attribute: Fire]
[Level: 5]
[Passive effect: When the carrier dies, an extremely violent and destructive fire explosion will occur.]
[Note: The killing spree is led by me.]
It will ensure that Hyperion can be killed without fail today.
Likewise, it was the Bishop of Destruction who sentenced him to death.
Today, this restaurant and the innocent guests inside will be buried along with the Duke if nothing unexpected happens.
It can't be considered innocent.
Phoenix smiled, with a hint of irony in his calm eyes.
Just like the natural disaster has no eyes, these civilians just happened to be chosen by the god of death, that's all.
If we have to blame someone, we can only blame the Duke for choosing this place.
Because for the disaster star, being alive is her fault.
If she had died earlier, she wouldn't have killed these people who had nothing to do with her.
(End of this chapter)