After sealing the devil

Brave is indeed extremely talented in cooking, as if he knows how to make food taste good by intuition.Although the desserts are very careless and sloppy in appearance, they taste good.

There were already a lot of desserts on the table, and the devil ate to his heart's content.

The bishop really doesn't know how to know people and do things well. This brave man can bring a lot of money to the Holy See no matter whether he is a cook or a cleaner.

He was halfway through eating when he saw the brave man suddenly shaking a bowl of sweet soup there.

...is there a step for this?

The devil asked: "What are you doing?"

"Ah?" The brave man focused his attention on the bowl, "This bowl of soup seems to react with the silverware, and the bottom of the bowl is black."

"...Isn't your dangling around an accelerated reaction?"

"That's right," the brave man tilted the bowl a little bit carefully, and the soup could barely flow to the edge of the bowl, "I'll see if I can turn the bowl completely black, and now it looks annoyingly mottled."

"..." The Demon King lost his appetite in an instant.

This guy can't be a cook, he should be a cleaner.

There were still a lot of desserts left, so the brave man cleaned them up and picked out a few that looked not too toxic to take back for the girl to eat, and to train her resistance to the drug.Before leaving, the devil reminded him not to forget to come here at night as a pillow.

The brave man thought about it, he could sleep well, and he could practice his reaction ability when he woke up in the morning, so he readily agreed.

On the way back, he met a girl who was practicing magic control alone after class.

The girl closed her eyes and stood quietly among the trees, spreading her magic power.The breeze blew by, but the leaves that should have fallen with the wind were floating in the air at this moment, trembling slightly.

Alas, the wind attribute is suitable for assassination.The brave looked enviously for a while, then suddenly said, "Hey."

The girl was disturbed, and the leaves in the air were torn apart in an instant.She opened her eyes, withdrew her magic power, and looked at the broken leaves angrily.

In just a few days, the girl's magic power control class jumped from level one to level three.The opponents who practiced together became stronger, and she was often injured.Mozu injuries have always been taken care of casually. There are no health teachers and no therapeutic drugs in Mozu schools. It is very troublesome for half-demons whose recovery speed is much slower.

Looking at the girl's pale face, the brave man was a little worried: "Is it too hard? Take a break once in a while."

"It's okay," the girl patted her face hard, her face turned rosy, but her lips were still a little bruised, "I'm training my ability to resist poison."

"Great," the brave man held up the dessert box he was carrying, "Do you like sweets?"

The girl blinked: "I'm a salty party."

"..." The brave put down the box in frustration.

The girl hugged the box immediately, and remedied: "But what you make must be delicious."

"Forget it, it doesn't look good anyway. Next time I'll burn what you like." The brave lifted the box slightly and let it leave the girl's arms.

"It doesn't matter..." The girl opened the box, saw the dessert inside, and paused, "...it's really not pretty."

Brave: "..." You hurt people even more like this.