Lawful Black Dragon in Marvel

Come and don't go indecent.

With a wave of Faneuil's staff, two long gift boxes appeared out of thin air, floated in front of Anita and Daisy, and then opened automatically.

Anita took out a necklace from the gift box. It didn't have a very bright color, nor did it have a large and exaggerated sapphire.

It's just a thin silver metal chain, dotted with tiny crystal stones. Taking advantage of the light of night pearls, it gives the impression of many stars connected in a line.

"It's so beautiful. It's a magic prop. It should have its own name." Anita held her breath for 30 seconds and asked in surprise.

Faneuil nodded, then shook his head, "Forgot."

This is the jewelry and armor of a certain female magician. It is both jewelry and armor. It can quickly generate a full-body shield to protect the wearer when it is attacked by magic attacks of level five or above.

Once charged, six emergency shields can be used, each shield lasting 30 seconds.

A fifth-level spell should be equivalent to a large-caliber sniper rifle or an offensive fragmentation grenade.

Looking at Daisy.

The girl sat on the ground, grabbed the contents of the box and stuffed them into her mouth, and then kept "squeaking".

When Anita's eyes retracted from the necklace, the fruit in the box looked like a purple straightened banana, with no skin left.

He suddenly showed a look of understanding and fed Daisy strange things. This was very strange.

Anita moved two small benches and a folding table out of the room, and then carried out a box of small cakes.

"Anyway, the party has been interrupted. Rounding it off means missing dinner. Let's make up for it. I'm going to cook. It's a pity that I don't have an oven, otherwise we can have an outdoor barbecue. I must buy one tomorrow."

"No, we have."

Fanir reached into the void with one hand and pulled out a giant sword that was even larger than the sword used by Anita. The style was quite simple, like a two-meter-large iron ruler with an edge. The thickness of the sword was seven meters. centimeter.

But soon, it was no longer a sword.

Split, transform, combine

A common barbecue grill, four meters long and thirty centimeters wide, gradually took shape and separated a small part into a flat iron skewer.

The last thing was the ingredients. Faniel pulled out a two-meter-square piece of cloth from the subspace and spread it on the ground. He opened a gap above and let sea creatures fly out one by one.

After a while, they piled up into a small mountain. Most of them were shellfish, squid, octopus, crabs and the like. They were not large in size and did not need to be cut. After being treated with water, they were directly strung together and placed on the barbecue grill.

Because there is no charcoal, Fanier arranges a high-temperature array directly at the bottom of the grill, and can also control the "heat" size.

"You bake it."

Faneuil moved the position of the grill cook and let Delot, who came out with Anita with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in his arms, be the grill cook.

Fanir casually took out a few fruits with different and strange shapes, ground them into powder with the wind element, and put them into the stone bowl that Dragon Mother snatched from who knows where.

Then take some cooking oil, heat it to boiling temperature, throw it into a bowl, and collide with the powder, instantly bursting out with a spicy flavor.

The choked little girl sneezed and flattened the small cake in her hand. The cream filling inside hit her forehead, stuck it down with her fingers, and stuffed it back into her mouth.

Under Faneuil's operation, the liquid in the stone bowl gradually thickened, and the overall color became dark red. Because the residual temperature of the hot oil was still there, bubbles appeared from time to time.

Looks like dark cuisine

It smells good. This is the sauce that Faneuil figured out when he was on the island. When paired with various fish, it can suppress the fishy smell and turn it into a delicacy in the world.

Faneuil: "Here, brush it on top."

Delot: "Yes, my lord."

Faneuil placed the stone bowl on the table where cumin and other condiments were placed.

Anita smelled it, looked at it, and frowned.

Why do you feel like you will die after eating this?

“good fragrance”

Anita praised her heartily.

After brushing it on the skewers of octopus legs, the aroma suddenly hit her nostrils. The little girl Daisy threw away the severely deformed cake in her hand, stood up and trotted to Delot's legs.

He muttered: "If I want Daisy, I want to eat it."

Delort: "It will take another five minutes and 20 seconds"

The little girl hugged Delot's calf directly and refused to let go. If Anita wanted to move back and forth flipping the skewers, she had to bring a human-shaped pendant with her.

The smell was more lethal than Fanier imagined. Before the first batch of kebabs came out of the oven, he saw the neighbor aunt waving from the opposite side.

"Hey Anita, what you are doing smells so good."

"Outdoor barbecue, if Ms. Fran needs it, we can give you some." Anita said generously.

Faniel frowned.

Everyone should get something from the transaction, how can they give it away for free?

Ms. Fran said again: "Then why are you so embarrassed? How about I trade you ham for it?"

The ham she was talking about was naturally not a ham sausage, but a whole beef thigh. It was like a barbarian's stone stick shrunk to the same proportion. It looked just right.

After a while, Ms. Fran and her husband walked through the house to the backyard with their two young boys.

They not only brought a beef shank, but also chicken, pies and a lot of snacks. Basically, the whole family moved here to spend Christmas Eve.

Ms. Fran's family didn't leave until early in the morning. Because there were so many people, they talked about everything. Especially when Anita and Stark were friends, there were a lot more topics in an instant.

Faneuil listened quietly and killed most of the cow's leg.

Or it's because there are outsiders, otherwise it's just a matter of one mouthful

It has to be said that the meat quality of terrestrial animals is more in line with Faneuil's taste, which strengthens his determination to engage in breeding.

Of course, just because they left didn't mean the dinner was over. Faneuil was still full, so he grilled another row until not a drop of the two liters of sauce was left in the big stone bowl.

Before going back to his room to go to bed, Faniel always felt as if he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it. He didn't see that a fluffy bitch in the kennel was almost drowned in his own saliva.

Because she slept too late last night, even Daisy, who was much more energetic than an adult, rarely slept in. Only Faneuil, who didn't need to sleep, got up regularly.

Delot had already prepared breakfast. Faniel ate for three people, drank a pot of porridge, and then followed Delot out to walk the dog and breathe fresh air.

He didn't notice at all. As soon as he stepped forward, a black van appeared nearby. After talking to a house across the road, he rang the doorbell of the residence.

It woke up the two girls, one young and one young, who Faneuil deliberately did not wake up.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

"Someone has reported you for animal cruelty, can we go in and take a look?"

Anita