Chapter 1712：

Of course, the Skeleton of Heaven, as an NPC, cannot give props at will. The reason why she can give props is given to them in the name of an emergency mission issued by the Vampire King when the body attacked Zuan.

I'm afraid Lord Gil never dreamed that they would be directly promoted to the eighth rank within two and a half months, right?

However, the ninth class is somewhat difficult.

It is not a matter of experience points. Their experience points have long been fed by the Skeleton of Heaven, but to enter the ninth level, they need to pass the test of the sanctuary, enter the sanctuary to find the Archbishop Moirez, and complete the level promotion.

Shiro proposed to relax for a while before entering the sanctuary, so he bought a house in this town.

Reaching out and touching the dragon's horns on her head, Ilia sighed and whispered: "It's better not to let Chloe and the others see me like this, otherwise, they will definitely tease me."

After Morrigan decided to enter this connection point, and brought Lingzi and Kiara in the killing house, they regained contact with Chaldea.

Due to the particularity of this connection point, Chaldeans chose remote assistance instead of entering the country on a large scale.

As a result, the batch of online dead houses in Chaldea were dragged into the game "Beauty under the Moon", and the Novice Village had a lot of trumpets.

Of course, the Chaldean trumpets can't provide material help. The only help that can be provided is probably to be scattered into various adventurer families and gangs, and then privately provide clues.

To put it simply, it is to break into the undercover of the aboriginal adventurer group.

There was a burst of laughter outside the door, and Illya turned her head and saw that she saw a man and a woman holding a lot of potatoes coming from outside the house, laughing and talking.

The young man was quite beautiful, with elegant behavior and a feeling of a British gentleman, while the young girl was elegant in appearance, but with a pale complexion.

Standing side by side together, anyone would think it would be a couple, right?

"I'm back, Brother Shilang and Sister Al." Illiya greeted them.

"Yeah."

Shirou and Altria nodded with a smile.

The two put down the potatoes in their hands, Altria's nose moved, looked at Ilia, and asked: "Is Mordred making fish soup?"

"How did you know?" Illia looked at Altria with surprise.

Altria smiled, pointed her nose, and said, "It smells it."

"It's not surprising that you can smell the fish, but you can even smell the fish soup..."

Illya really didn't know whether to say that the body's nose was good, or the soul's analysis of food was good.

"Hmm."

Mordred stood at the door, looked at Altria with his arms folded, and said: "As expected of the King of Eternity, it's somewhat insightful."

Altria said, "You seem to be more knowledgeable than I am."

"Okay, don't talk about that."

Shi Lang smiled, then pointed to a potato in a place, and smiled at Mordred: "Mordred, we have harvested a lot of potatoes, but unfortunately, we have not harvested the king of potatoes."

Looking at the potatoes all over the floor, Mordred's face became bitter in an instant: "The most annoying thing is the potatoes, and they brought back so many...Mom, you forgot Uncle Gawain's mashed potatoes. Right?"

"I haven't forgotten this..."

Shirou’s smile was normal. In the era when he was king, Britain was still troubled by food, but in the period of Morgan Leffey, due to the openness of the dynasty, the development of commerce, and the non-rejection of the magical way, a group of people worshiped Morgan Leffey. The magician from South America came to Britain and brought potatoes.

Therefore, in the period of Altria, there were potatoes in the dynasty, and a famous dish-mashed potatoes was born from this.

Altria relied on abundant fish and mashed potatoes to feed Mordred, so Mordred's resentment for potatoes is not so big.

"I believe that Chef Mordred will be able to make very delicious potato dishes." Shirou said while looking at Mordred with a smile.

Hearing this, Mordred folded his arms and said triumphantly: "Then you will have a good time tonight. Watch my performance!"

After speaking, he took a few potatoes and went into the kitchen.

"By the way, since it's making fish soup, I will help you, Mordred."

Shi Lang smiled and went to help her get it, he was worried that Mordred would do it alone.

Altria stood by and watched.

"Speaking of which, Mordred hasn't noticed it yet?" Illia asked Altria in a low voice.

"It shouldn't be. That kid's attitude towards me is still the same." Altria replied in a low voice.

"No? Is she not aware of the abnormality that even I have noticed? Is this a fan of the authorities? But that's right, it took me a long time to guess this possibility."

Illia sighed, then poked her head towards the kitchen, looking at the two harmoniously hand-in-hand star chefs, turned her head and looked at Altria, and asked in a low voice: "Sister Al, how long will you have Can you change it back?"

"The king said there are still fifteen days or so." Altria said: "I also have a wonderful feeling that my consciousness is drawing out of the king's body recently."

"In other words, I need to endure another fifteen days or so? It's really hard. It must be uncomfortable to be coldly treated by Mordred for so long, sister Al?" Ilia asked.

"No, there is no such thing." Altria shook her head and smiled, "On the contrary, I feel very happy."

"Huh? Why?"

Ilia looked at Altria with a strange face.

Altria stretched out her hand, pointed at the two people living in harmony in the kitchen, and said with a smile on her face: "Don't you think, how do you look at this picture, how happy it is?"

"It is indeed. After all, Brother Shilang and Mordred can't deal with each other, get rid of each other's barriers, and live in harmony, they can only be in this form...Huh? Huh? Wait!"

Illia seemed to have noticed something. She turned her head abruptly, looked at Altria with wide eyes, and asked: "Sister Al, you will spare no effort to conceal the exchange of records with your body, do you just want ..."

Before finishing speaking, Altria stretched out his index finger and pressed it on Ilia's lips.

"Shhhhh!"

Ilia understood it instantly.

Everything goes without saying.

"'Gurneyville' is ready for dinner." Shirou called Altria in the kitchen.

"Don't expose it."

He whispered to Ilia, Altria then walked towards the kitchen: "Here."

"It just happened to be here, but my food is not for idlers." Mordred said: "I made food with my mother, so you brought it to the table...Hey! You, you, you, how do you steal it? Eat it!"

"Mmm. It's delicious."

"You are too much!"