Ma Shuo glanced at Ye Yang.
Ye Yang nodded slightly, pulled the chair away and sat in.
It is indeed a soft feeling.
When Ma Shuo saw this, he also sat in, feeling a little nervous.
Since entering the Flame Demon Cavern, the development of things seemed a bit beyond his imagination.
First is the inexplicable European style, and then the inexplicable servant, plus this strange and handsome uncle.
He actually let the two sit down with a sincere expression.
"The dinner is about to start, please wait a moment."
"Steward, serve."
The handsome uncle smiled slightly and shook the bell at hand.
An old man with a white beard in the appearance of a housekeeper stepped forward respectfully, and at the same time, a dozen servants poured in one after another, placing the dinner plate in his hand on the long table.
"Introduce myself, my name is Fordimond, and I am also the owner of this Castle of Dimond."
The handsome uncle smiled friendly again.
At the same time, the butler lifted the lids of all dishes, revealing the delicacies underneath.
Under the warm light, all dishes exude a greedy glow.
Ma Shuo, who doesn't value appetite, couldn't help but move his index finger.
But he suppressed his inner thoughts and looked at Ye Yang.
Ye Yang didn't move, he didn't move either.
After all, this place is very strange. If you take a wrong step, your life may be gone.
"If the two of you don't eat, then I will start?"
Seeing that Ye Yang and the two of them didn't respond when looking at the rich food in front of them, Fuer made a detour.
Ye Yang suddenly looked straight at Fuer, and was surprised.
Fore took a bite of the half-cooked meat on the plate and frowned slightly.
"This guest, what do you mean?"
"It's not a polite thing to keep staring at the master."
Ye Yang laughed loudly, "I'm just sighing."
"A Balrog who has been unable to recover. After staying in the Western world for a period of time, he didn't recover from his injuries. He also learned a lot of useless aristocratic etiquette."
"Do you really think of yourself as the flame demon in Western mythology?"
In Ye Yang's tone, there was a condescending sarcasm.
Ma Shuo looked dazed, wondering why Ye Big Brother suddenly became so aggressive.
Fore's face froze.
After a long time, he smiled slightly, "The Eastern world cannot tolerate our ancient species. Isn't it a good choice to go to the West?"
"Of course, it's true that I didn't recover from my injury in the Western world, otherwise I won't come back again, and...I was inexplicably gotten into this ruin where birds don't shit!"
At the last half of the sentence, Faul's benevolent expression on his face couldn't be stretched.
The handsome and resolute face tore directly, revealing the flame-shrouded face underneath.
The well-tailored tuxedo also disappeared, turning into black smoke around the body.
The badges and medals hanging on the chest became finger-sized skulls, strange and evil.
The changes that appeared in Fowl became the fuse of everything.
The whole hall has undergone tremendous changes.
The long sterling silver table in front of me has lost the camouflage on the surface and turned into a volcanic table with unevenness.
The exquisite red carpet becomes a path paved with bones and flesh.
The silver lamp became a solitary stone-supported skull, with two clear rays of light coming out of it.
The respectful servants on both sides turned into terrifying fire beasts.
The posture is no longer dignified and solemn, but staring at the two with grinning teeth.