Although he was "lucky" to talk to the "master" at the beginning, John couldn't talk with each other for long after all.
John knew that it wasn't just because the other person had something to leave - for himself, it was only a superficial reason. The key was that John Stewart didn't have the ability to talk to the other person "relatively".
Of course, he knew this clearly from the moment he decided to step into today's "human forbidden zone" with the team.
Yes, it's enough as long as you do the best you can.
It's just
"If you like, just call me 'greedy'... By the way, I think I have to ask you a question first. You... Or 'you', specifically came here from the United States for what, can you tell me?"
"Well... Well... Well, it's nothing. I just want to investigate as soon as possible - you know, for us humans, this is a disaster to the letter."
"Oh? Really?"
"Of course."
"Is that right? Well... In fact, I still have some information related to you. Originally, I wanted to judge whether this' information 'is good news or bad news for you based on your answer to my question just now... Unfortunately, I still smell some' falsehood 'and' perfunctory 'from your answer. OK! It's no wonder, after all, we've only just met, so it's necessary to keep enough vigilance... Well, Mr. Stewart must be tired of coming all the way. Go there and have a good rest first! I've told you that you're the guest I invited, and you'll be treated well. I have something else to do, so I'll talk about it at another time! "
At that time, after such a dialogue, the tall and "ferocious" black figure went to the gate of the main hall and disappeared behind the half open door.
John just subconsciously took a small step towards the other party's back, but he didn't try to keep up in the end. First, naturally, his mind has been occupied by the surprise and doubt generated by the last words of the other party just now; And the second... To be honest, the pace of the other party's departure clearly didn't feel very fast in his eyes, but he found out after that. At that time, even if he wanted to catch up, he couldn't do it.
"Whether it's' despicable Haier Bo 'or not, at least it's definitely an... Extremely dangerous guy!"
Although up to now, John has not really seen the "ancient black Wizard" Mr. halbo, he has taken the lead in placing the "leader of the living corpse family" in the same position as halbo, both from an objective point of view and subjective intuition.
"... and what is the 'good news' and' bad news' that guy just mentioned?"
John, who was stunned for a while, couldn't help complaining in the bottom of his heart. Then he opened his stiff legs and walked cautiously step by step in the direction of the side hall gate that the girl left in the daytime and that the "greedy" finally pointed to for him.
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"Mr. Stewart, tea, please."
At the long table in the corner of the side hall, John was sitting uneasily, watching the orange red tea pouring slowly into the cup from the mouth of the pot, emitting an elegant and refreshing aroma similar to grapes. After the tea set, there are two delicious baked desserts and the ice cream mentioned by the "greedy man" earlier.
To be honest, this should have been a rather leisurely and relaxing tea break... Yes, it should have been.
However, both the "person" who poured tea for him and his own situation are deeply contrary to this pleasant atmosphere.
"Thank you, thank you."
While John turned his head to thank the "one" who poured the tea, the tea also happened to fill the cup. The other party didn't know whether he was accepting his politeness. He gently touched it with the part that was probably "head", then put down the exquisite teapot and stepped aside.
Yes, the one who poured tea for him... Seems to be the corpse of "Lady", with four arms and six legs! Although it's a little disrespectful to say so, to tell the truth, John still thinks that the other party is not so much like human... In fact, it is somewhat like spiders - even if those hands and feet are obviously human.
Of course, although he was shocked enough, John could stand it with his endurance. At least on the surface, it is not easy to show any impolite attitude.
"You're welcome, Mr. Stewart. You're a distinguished guest invited by the host. Please enjoy the food at ease! Don't be too restrained."
The gentle voice came slowly from across the table. When John heard the voice, he immediately stopped his mind and nodded to each other. At this moment, he was more or less happy. Leaving aside the "Lady" who served him snacks and tea, at least the appearance of this one in front of him was the same as that of the girl called "white night", which was basically similar to that of human beings.
The other party is actually the "eldest sister" in the mouth of white night, that is, the object charged by "Mr. greed" to entertain himself.
"HMM... Oh, this tea is really good. I like it very much." John Yiyan took a sip from his tea cup, tasted the fragrance and sweetness obviously brought by the very high-grade tea, and said with an extra delicate mood.
Look where you sit and drink tea? Needless to say, the origin of the tea leaves and tea sets can be guessed with your knees, can't you?
It's the other party's tea making skills and these are obviously the snacks just baked today... The greedy gentleman seems to have said before that ice cream is something made by "Miss Hannah Abbot". So... Are most of these refreshments taught by humans here to these living corpses?
"Well... Miss, I heard Mr. greed mention it just now. It seems that there are other humans besides me here? I don't know they are now -"
John thought about it, and finally chose to start from the place he cared about most, trying to open the topic.
"Oh, you mean Miss Granger and them?" replied the corpse girl who was one of the twins calmly. "They just went out a few days ago. If Mr. Stewart wants to see them, I'm afraid he'll have to wait for some time."
Although the attitude and wording of the answer were very polite, John heard a refusal from the other party's words. The walking corpse lady who seemed to be very "talkative" was obviously reluctant to tell herself about the young British "Heroes"!
"Really? What a pity!" John thought and grinned.