Bang——.
"Um?"
The sound of rustling dishes made a kitchen staff member look up. He looked around in confusion, but found nothing suspicious.
After thinking that it might be his own illusion, he lowered his head again and continued to work.
Just as he lowered his head, a pair of small hands that had just retracted from the counter in front slowly stretched out again. This time, the small hands were extremely careful and did not make any sound. They picked up a plate of snacks and disappeared under the counter with it.
It was not until the kitchen staff finished their work that anyone noticed something was wrong.
"Strange, is there a plate of dessert missing here?"
"Is there?"
"Of course there is. I remember clearly that King Bars ordered this to be made for a certain guest. No one in the White Cat Royal Family likes such sweet things!"
"Huh? What should we do then? Could it be that someone stole it? Should we go ask the guard if he saw anyone suspicious?"
"What kind of thief doesn't steal money, but comes here to steal food?! Let's not make a fuss about it. Since there's still some time before dinner, let's quickly find the chef and figure out how to make another one."
"Oh, that's right, let's go now!"
On the other side...
Mi Lei, who stole the snacks, took the whole plate of snacks and slipped back to the courtyard.
"Hmm... I've never seen this snack before. What does it taste like?"
He picked up one of the snacks, opened his mouth and took a bite, and then his whole face twisted into the shape of the Chinese character "川".
"So sweet! What the heck is this?! I'm almost sick of it!"
Mi Lei stuck out his tongue and looked at the whole plate of snacks in his hand with a look of doubt on his life. He didn't want to eat any more of this at all.
Gurgle~!
My stomach growled again.
“Why did it become like this…?”
After working hard for most of the day and risking being scolded, I stole a plate of snacks, but it turned out to be inedible. Wasn’t it all in vain?
Mi Lei put the plate of food that looked like snacks but was not edible aside in a depressed mood and continued to swing. Now he had no intention of going to the kitchen again. It would be better to wait a while until dinner time.
... ...
Time soon came to evening.
"King Bars, dinner is ready."
"Okay, I see. Go tell Miko and Hulim to come to dinner. Oh, and where's Mirei? Where did he go? I can't see him. Find him too."
"yes."
After the servant left.
Bars stood up, left his desk, and walked toward the dining room.
When we arrived at the restaurant, a sumptuous dinner had already been prepared.
"Good evening, Father!"
"Good evening, Mr. Barrs."
Miko and Hulim also walked into the restaurant at this time.
"Well, good evening, please sit down."
Bars asked the two to sit down.
Then he sat in the main seat.
"Did you have fun today?"
The three of them did not rush to start eating, but chatted casually.
"It's fine. Thank you Mr. Barrs for your hospitality these past few days."
"You're welcome. Compared to what you've done for us, these are just small things..."
"By the way, hasn't Mirei come yet? Send someone to look for him."
Bars turned and said to a servant.
"yes!"
The servant responded and turned to walk out of the restaurant.
However, before he reached the door, a guard rushed in.
"Oh no! King Bars! Oh no, His Highness Mire..."
... ...
after a while.
The infirmary of the White Cat Royal Mansion.
A doctor was silently diagnosing Mirei, while the young Mirei was lying unconscious on the bed.
Inside the room, Bars, Miko, Hulim, and some guards were all standing there.
The whole room was eerily quiet.
After a few minutes, the doctor stood up and faced Bars.
"How is it going?"
Bars asked as calmly as possible, but beneath that calm tone, it seemed as if there was a volcano hidden that could erupt at any time.
"King Bars, the poison His Highness Mirei ingested is not lethal, so his life is not in danger for now. He may just be in a coma for a while."
Hearing this, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, and Bals's emotions also stabilized a little.
"Find a way to get him back to health as soon as possible. Also, prepare some potions that can prevent this type of poison."
"Yes, I will find a solution immediately!"
After instructing the doctor, Bars turned to look at the guards.
"Have you brought the person here?"
"Report to King Bars, the people have arrived."
“Let them in!”
"yes!"
Soon, several people came in. They were the chefs in charge of cooking tonight, including the head chef.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Bars walked over to a table, picked up a plate of snacks on the table and showed it to them.
The chefs looked at each other.
Finally a pastry chef stepped forward.
"King Bars, this dessert was made by me..."
"You did it?"
Bars turned his head and looked at the guard next to him.
"Tell them a few."
"yes!"
The guard responded and then said something that frightened the chefs.
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