The Bizarre Adventure of the Elf

Chapter 351 Dior's Mission

Opening the door of the office, the world emerged from behind Dio, listening to the footsteps around him.

After capturing the sound he wanted, Dio stood in front of the departing footsteps.

"What are you looking for me for?"

Meeting the woman's eyes, Dior could clearly see that her expression had changed a little in a short period of time, as if she was shocked that Dior would come to him.

"This little friend, you came to find me, right?"

There was some confusion in the woman's eyes, but Dio still noticed a momentary incongruity when she changed her expression.

"If it's useless for you to say all this, do you think I'll talk to you later?"

Turning around and planning to leave, I just came out to take a look out of curiosity, if this person doesn't want to say something, then don't give her a chance to say it.

There was silence for a few seconds, as if he was feeling something, an energy that Dior extremely disliked emanated from the woman.

There is a phantom elf hidden in this woman.

"Master Dior, please talk to me here."

The woman lowered her head, her expression unchanged, as serious as she was in a routine.

Things suddenly became more interesting.

This should be a spy sent by the forces of the Old Kingdom. At this time, he took such a big risk to talk to himself, and thinking of the two figures he saw more than ten days ago, it seems that something big is going to happen this time...

Following behind the woman, he turned all the way and came to a small room. After entering, the woman closed the door immediately.

Turning to face Dio, suddenly bent down, and spoke in a respectful manner.

"Master Dior, please find a reason to take Miss Sirona away from this island tonight."

"Just an hour is enough."

The no-nonsense style matches her appearance very well, and she doesn't look like she can tell herself the ins and outs of things.

But Dio still wants to ask.

"Give me a reason."

"This is Lord Bell's request."

The woman gave a reason that Dio couldn't refuse.

But at this time...

I wondered why Bell didn't use this sentence when he was looking for someone to arrest him before, so he was waiting here.

"Okay, okay, I know."

"However, I hope you can tell Bell, don't do things that will make Sirona angry, the consequences will be terrible."

After agreeing to this matter, Dior turned around and planned to leave.

"If there is nothing else, I will go first."

Seeing that Dior's hands were on the doorknob, the woman hastily said the last words.

"I'll take the message with you. Please, Master Dior, set the departure time at seven o'clock in the evening."

"Tch, I thought I could decide for myself."

Closing the door, Dio left the room.

The room that was originally a little bit of life became cold in an instant, and a dream monster slowly appeared from behind the woman and floated beside her.

"It turns out that what Lord Bell said is true."

She never thought that she could use this method to bring Dio out. She just glanced at Dio a few times before, and after seeing Dio playing with the computer, she planned to use the elf to contact Dio.

But like Sirona, Dio, who doesn't even have a big head, didn't even let go of those few glances he thought were hidden, and he was able to find his position accurately.

Are superpowers really that strong?
If I were a superpower, wouldn't I have to do such a dangerous job...

……

As the hour hand of the clock on the wall points to six, half of the sun outside sinks into the bottom of the sea.

"Sirona, I'm going out to dinner."

Feeling that her biological clock was about to rest, Sirona raised her hand and stretched her waist.

The tight clothes outline the curves, and the blonde hair and golden light are intertwined, making it difficult to distinguish the difference between the sunset and the beautiful hair. The girl's face is relaxed after solving the puzzle.

As soon as Sirona pushed the table, the pulleys under the office chair moved to the wall.

"Aren't you afraid that they are still guarding outside?"

"I'm leaving after dinner, and at most they can just watch me finish my meal quietly."

He didn't say anything to ask Sirona to accompany him to Binhai City, Dior had a way to make Sirona take the initiative to follow him to Binhai City.

“It’s been a long time since I tasted Dior’s food~”

The playful tone came out of Sirona's mouth, and the meaning was already obvious.

"There's no kitchen here, and there's nothing I can do if I want to."

"It means you can do it if you have a kitchen?"

How could it be possible that a place like the Sinnoh branch of the Elf League didn't have a restaurant for its employees, and it was very simple for the league champion to borrow a kitchen.

"Just have a kitchen."

Although there are some discrepancies from the plan, everything is still under control.

"Then come with me."

He took Dior out of the office with great interest, and came to the staff restaurant of this building within a few minutes.

"Master Sirona."

The chefs who were preparing the food tonight saw Sirona walking in with a child, and stopped what they were doing to say hello.

"Master Sirona, why come back to this kind of place, what do you want to eat, just give us an order and we will prepare it for you right away."

The head chef is a very winking person, and has no real skills.

This is Dior's first impression of it.

Whether it's in novels or TV dramas, people who are very good at flattering are generally not strong.

"I brought a friend here and wanted to borrow the kitchen."

"borrow……"

"Does Sirona know how to cook? Just leave this kind of thing to me, you may not be able to adapt to the oily fume inside."

The head chef still spoke to Sirona in a flattering tone, but there was an imperceptible toughness in his words.

"Although I can cook, it's only to the extent that I can eat it. He is my chef today."

Pulling Dio to the front, Sirona patted Dio on the shoulder, and said to the head chef with a smile.

"Hahaha, it's the peak time for dining, kids, if you're playing house, you can't come here until after eight o'clock."

"It's very bad for a boy to play house at such an age~"

The head chef squatted down, his fat belly was squeezed by his knees, as if he had put his fist on the balloon, and then he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Dio's head.

click...

The thick palm was held by an invisible force, and the expression on the head chef's face instantly twisted due to the pain.

"It hurts..."

The head chef, who didn't know what happened, could only keep screaming for pain, trying to hold back but couldn't resist the pain at all.

"Oh, the calluses on your hands are quite thick. I thought you were the kind of talkative person who just talks but doesn't practice."

"Isn't it inappropriate to start questioning my cooking skills just based on my appearance?"

(End of this chapter)