The Devil’s Cage Chapter 46: Opportunity

Involuntarily, the saliva in Kieran's mouth began to secrete faster, and his gaze looked at the direction where the fragrance came, and they were also going forward.

"Smelt it?"

"The reason why Smith puts the research room on this edge position is that, in addition to his dislike of noise, it is more because of his research."

"This smell is so fragrant, I can't help but want to rush into his laboratory every time to see what it is."

"A pity..."

Edberg shook his head and sighed while driving.

There is no doubt that Edberg did not succeed once.

But Kieran didn't care whether the other party succeeded, his attention was all attracted by the fragrance.

The fragrance of vegetables and fruits has the aroma of shredded meat and fat after encountering fiery flame. The latter is very weak, but it actually exists.

"Fruit and barbecue?"

Kieran heart thought silently.

"You guys will definitely get along with Smith."

"After all, you two are such dumb guys."

When I saw that Kieran didn’t mean anything, Edberg couldn’t help shrugging and speeding up the car.

This is a free driver, plus a six-month salary, which makes Edberg feel a little melancholy.

If he can, he really doesn’t want to see Kieran again.

Subconsciously, Edberg took out his pipe again.

However, it did not ignite.

Until Professor Smith's laboratory door, it was not lit.

"It's here."

Edberg said as she pushed the car door and got out of the car, and walked towards the iron fence gate.

Through the iron fence, Kieran can clearly see the large area of ​​planting in the door, which contains both conventional vegetables, grains, and things that he cannot recognize. In the middle of the field is a completely A second floor house made of wood, with a huge dog crawling in front of it.

Moreover, the momentum is extremely amazing.

Climbing there, like a tiger.

Just as Kieran couldn’t distinguish the crops he didn’t know, he didn’t recognize the dog that was obviously specially cultivated.

"Hey, Borde, Smith wake up?"

Edberg greeted the huge, ferocious dog.

However, the big dog ignored Edberg's love and instead kept looking at Kieran.

That both eyes has strong vigilance and fear in his eyes.

After more than a dozen seconds, this large dog named Borde came over and opened the iron fence from the inside, but the whole process was still very vigilant about Kieran.

"Is the intuition of beasts?"

Kieran secretly said.

Although he tried his best to converge his breath, to ordinary people, he looks similar to ordinary people, but in animal eyes.

Especially this specially cultivated animal.

"You guy is really a big trouble, even Borde has found it."

"Relax, Borde, he is here to borrow the High Grade receiver from Smith, and then he will leave everything with me."

Edberg smiled at Kieran and said to Borde.

It seems that such an explanation really worked, or maybe Kieran has maintained a state of convergence. Borde shook his body, swayed his tail, and walked back to the wooden house again, climbing to the original position.

"Come on."

Edberg gestured at the log cabin with his chin, and walked carefully on the stalk in the field, fearing to trample the germinated crops in the two fields.

Kieran followed, looking at the wooden house.

He can clearly discern that the fragrance came from the wooden house.

"Is the outside crop a cover-up?"

Kieran guessed.

Teorute is amazing, there are many unimaginable foods, but the dangers are also obvious.

The Smith as native naturally needs to be prepared.

Like this big dog named Borde.

When passing by the other party, Kieran glanced down at the other party again, but in exchange for the other party's very unfriendly teeth and whispers.

Kieran wisely accelerated his pace.

At this time, he doesn't want to grow outside.

The door of the chalet was pushed open by Edberg, and the other party shouted in a loud voice.

"Smith, Smith."

Crunch, crunch.

With a moan on the wooden floor, a figure walked down slowly.

It’s not tall, it can only be said to be standard, but it is extremely strong. When walking down from the upper floor, it seems that a wall is approaching.

Loose overalls and burlap shirts were worn tightly on each other's body.

But what attracts Kieran's attention is the image of the other party.

Bald, one-eyed, lame.

With a cane in one hand and a huge cowhide pot in one hand, the taste from the pot, Kieran can determine that it is highly alcoholic, and from the sound of the sound, the wine in the cowhide pot Only about half is left.

Edberg frowned.

"You are drinking again in the morning."

"Forget it, this is 2567."

"This freshmen chief, he needs to use your High Grade receiver, I will pay for it."

Edberg said Kieran with a helpless mouth, but Smith didn't care at all. Even, he didn't even look at Kieran.

"Pay the money first."

Smith has a hoarse voice with a bit of ambiguity.

I don’t know if it’s congenital, or because of alcohol.

Edberg took out a kraft paper bag, and after passing it, Smith didn't check it, so he threw it on the sofa on one side.

"Follow me."

Smith turned around and walked towards the inside of the first floor. After passing through the narrow corridor and pushing open the door at the end, a very strange chair appeared in front of Kieran.

It was a chair made entirely of stone. The back and armrests were covered with green vines. Even after treatment, it looked like it was dug out of the ruins.

"Lost Border?"

What did Kieran think of.

"Sit up and hold Inheritance Crystal in your hand."

Smith said this.

Kieran did not follow his words immediately. He looked around the chair under the impatient gaze of Smith and confirmed that there was no danger before he sat up.

"The whole process lasts about one to three hours, and there will be pain."

Smith said that he twisted the jug and dripped the liquid in the jug on the floor of the room.

Pap!

When the liquor fell on the wooden qualitative floor, Kieran was able to sharply reach Intuition, and an inexplicable breath appeared, but before he looked for it carefully, his eyes were replaced by a pair of pictures.

It is not a strange picture. On the roof of last night, the phantom concealed a similar picture from him.

But the picture you see at the moment is more detailed and real.

It’s like my own experience.

Kieran, which can own formidable Spirit Attribute, clearly understands that this is false.

He seems to be watching movies, and once again witnessed the life of that person ‘Chef’.

Then...

......

After dropping a drop of liquor, Smith closed the door and Edberg returned to the living room, put the cane to the side, and Smith sat on the sofa.

"How is it?"

Edberg sat on the chair without any politeness, and then he asked directly.

Smith raised his head. After looking at Edberg in both eyes of muddy, he didn’t answer, so he twisted the jug again and poured several sips.

Goo, goo.

A strange blush appeared on Smith’s face. He carried the jug, leaned on the sofa, turned his head to look at the Chaoyang outside the door, and after a few grunts in his mouth, he just held the jug He curled up in the sofa.

But immediately, Smith turned over and sat up, looking at the room at the end of the corridor.

There was a scorching breath suddenly, and it was rolling endlessly, as if a monster made entirely of magma roared.

The temperature inside the cabin has risen rapidly.

Soon, the dry wood will soon reach the critical point of ignition.

Smith opened the jug again, and another drop of wine dripped.

Suddenly, the temperature of the entire house returned to its original level.

Everything is the same as the original.

However, Smith has changed.

In the both eyes of his original muddy, the sharp sharp flash of light flashed through it, as if it were a long knife cut through the thick fog, which made people dare not look at it, and the scalp was numb.

"Whose Inheritance Crystal is he taking?"

Smith asked.

"The piece in the cafeteria of Area E in Legend."

Edberg hugged his shoulders and looked at Smith with a smile.

He is looking forward to seeing the next scene.

"‘Devil Flame’?"

Smith frowned.

"That is a misunderstanding of the world. He is really a great Chef. I prefer to call him "Flame Redemption"!"

Edberg said seriously.

"Redemption?"

"Praying for the salvation of others is worse than self-help!"

Smith sneered, then leaned back into the sofa again.

"How is it?"

Looking at what Smith looks like, Edberg asked again.

And this time, Smith was not silent. He glanced at the room at the end of the corridor and slowly said, "General."

"Just average?"

Edberg asked dissatisfiedly.

In his opinion, Kieran is good enough!

In this session...No, it is the best Kieran among the freshmen in the last ten years!

Not only strength, but also mind, and calm attitude are far beyond this age, and even some elite teachers can't compare.

"Well, just average."

Smith nodded seriously.

"Then he has no chance?"

Looking at the serious Smith, Edberg asked unwillingly.

"No."

Smith said, the whole person curled up on the sofa again.

Edberg looked at Smith, subconsciously glared, and wanted to say something, but before speaking, the Head Chef gave up.

Oh!

He sighed and the whole person leaned back in his chair and stopped talking.

Time passes by one minute and one second.

An hour passed quickly.

However, there was no movement in the room at the end of the corridor.

Two hours.

Three hours.

When Smith informed Kieran that the maximum time limit was coming, Edberg stood up from the chair all at once.

"what happened?"

"Isn’t it up to three hours?"

Edberg asked.

There is concern in his voice.

Whether it is the qualifications shown by Kieran or Head Chef as Teorute, Edberg does not expect any accidents from Kieran.

In particular, Kieran came to Smith with him.

"Good thing."

"The longer the time, the better the fit between him and that Inheritance Crystal."

"I take back my previous words."

"He is not ordinary, it is good."

Smith sat up again, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes looking towards the end of the corridor.

"Then does he have a chance..."

"No!"

The evaluation of Smith made Edberg happy, and wanted to revisit the old things at the moment, but was arrogantly interrupted by Smith.

Lips the corner of the mouth, Edberg no longer speaks.

He waited quietly.

Then the fourth hour passed and the fifth hour passed.

Soon, from sunrise to sunset, the afterglow of the evening shone into the wooden house, and the Edberg figure was drawn by the elder, and his serious face was worried.

And Smith did not lie back on the sofa.

Unprecedented surprise appeared in his eyes.

It’s been ten hours!

This is a time he has never heard of.

Even if the talent is the best, it is only four hours!

It’s more than doubled now, and it’s still...

"Are you sure that Inheritance Crystal is damaged?"

Smith asked.

"I'm sure!"

"Although I am not as professional as you, I can still confirm this."

Edberg said definitely.

"If this is the case..."

"Is there a chance?"

Edberg turned his head and looked forward to Smith, but Smith still shook his head.

"No!"

Smith said with certainty.

"Why?"

"With such a good heir, don't you want it?"

"Are you really planning to immerse yourself in the past until you die?"

Edberg questioned, his voice almost growled.

You don’t have a good heir, I’ll look for you.

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This feeling of powerlessness caused Edberg, who had always been patient, to explode completely. He grabbed the collar of Smith and picked up the deal from the sofa.

Woo, woo.

However, before waiting for Edberg to do anything, a low roar came from behind him.

The cold murderous intent is mixed with the most direct hunger sensation, just like a bucket of ice water poured down, let Edberg stand Motionless.

"Borde."

Smith reprimanded. Immediately, in a hum of gratification, the murderous intent disappeared.

Huh, Huh.

Edberg let go of Smith, and the whole person sat down on the ground and gasped.

"Sorry."

"If I can, I really want such an excellent heir."

"But..."

"He is too good."

Smith said so.

"Too excellent?"

"What do you mean?"

Edberg puzzled.

Smith glanced apologetically at Edberg, but said nothing.

Or.........

He can’t say it!

After twisting the hip flask and taking a sip, Smith leaned back in the sofa and looked up at the dark night sky outside the window, watching the bright stars, the coldness in his eyes flashed away when he When both eyes was replaced by muddy again, a sound came from the room at the end of the corridor.

Dang, Dangdang!

The worn clocks in the house rang continuously.

The hour hand completes a complete circular motion.

Exactly, twelve hours.

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