Lucifer sacrificed too much for world peace

"Master Sage~"

The next day, at the appointed time, Miss Christina Dumas walked into the Apple Store with three or four girls.

Everyone stood behind Alexandre Dumas very politely, and greeted Lucifer together: "Excuse me~"

Lucifer nodded to them: "It's all yours over there. A silence spell has been set up. If you want to cancel it, just ring the bell next to it."

"Thank you very much!" Miss Dumas also felt that although it is a reading club, no one can guarantee that the topic will not be spread out. Some topics discussed between girls may not be heard by men. It would be great to mute , "Then, Lord Sage, I discussed with you yesterday..."

"Well, I know, the redeemed points will come from your card." Lucifer smiled, "You are really hospitable."

Miss Dumas said shyly: "After all, I took your place..."

Christina Dumas also thought about it seriously.

At the beginning, she wanted to borrow Lord Sage's book and recommend it to other friends.

But she suddenly realized that the way the sage reads with a book in his hands when he has nothing to do, he really likes books, if he borrows them, will the other party feel worried?Sure enough, it's better to watch it under the eyes of Mr. Sage, right?

But taking up the space and borrowing other people's books, the feeling is even more subtle. Dumas thought about it and decided to use the points to exchange for a drink for each person who participated in the book club.

Moreover, the points in the limited pool are used to exchange for drinks in the ordinary pool.

I hope this can reduce the financial burden of some kind-hearted sages. His previous pricing was too bad, and she couldn't stand it anymore.

"...Actually, it's not necessary. I think you may have misunderstood me. I'm not at a loss..." Lucifer could guess what Dumas was thinking, so he could only persuade him again in black lines.

"No, you don't need to say any more." Miss Dumas insisted, "I want to invite everyone to try that drink called Sprite, but you can only change a drink if you lose ten times. I don't have enough points, so I want to use the limited pool points .”

How could Lucifer be deceived by this level of white lies, but if he can't be persuaded, he won't be persuaded. He can help Alexandre Dumas save a little in other places.

Including Alexandre Dumas, there are a total of six people... Lucifer's men erased three limited pool points: "Then let's do it."

Miss Dumas frowned: "It's 6 points..."

Lucifer glanced at her.

Christina Dumas fell silent.

Although Mr. Sage usually has a good temper, but once he made up his mind and looked over with those beautiful golden eyes, the unquestionable aura that rushed to his face made Miss Dumas unable to say any more. what.

"Okay... then I will trouble you." Miss Dumas sighed, feeling that she still failed to help Mr. Sage, she returned to her friends in a somewhat unhappy manner.

The people who came this time were friends who were interested in literature and would not reject new poems carefully selected by Alexandre Dumas. Among them, Miss Hugo had the best relationship with her, and the columnist with the same surname called Miss Dumas Sr. Invited by her.

Andersen and Alexandre Dumas also have a good relationship, but she just came back from other places recently, and she was dragged here just after she came back. She didn't even know what the situation was. Seeing Alexandre Dumas, she quickly beckoned her to sit down, lowered her voice excitedly Ask: "How did you find out about this collection of poems? And what about this store?"

A group of people were as excited as if they had only read reference books since they were young, and suddenly learned that there are varieties classified as story books in the world.

When it comes to this, Miss Dumas will not be sleepy anymore. The troubled emotions before were swept away, and she said with high spirits: "Ludwig, you know? He discovered this store first, and then brought me here of."

"Oh, the ice cubes from Gauss's house." Miss Hugo smiled subtly, "Andersen may not know that they are boyfriend and girlfriend now."

Andersen was not interested in this matter, she only wanted to know one thing: "Where did the owner get this collection of poems? Where is Tagore from?"

Because everyone in this world speaks the same language, just like in the Bible before the Tower of Babel collapsed, there is no barrier to communication between people, so Lucifer usually translates the cover when he reads a book. Someone in the province asked what text this is.

But when it was shown to Alexandre Dumas, it was more troublesome. First of all, the text had to be completely changed, and then the unique nouns of the earth and India were found to replace them, and the chapters that were too distinctive and obviously belonged to different civilizations were completely deleted, so as not to cause trouble.

This led to the deletion of [India] representing Tagore's nationality...

So Alexandre Dumas didn't know where Tagore was from: "...it's not important, he has passed away, let's take a look at his poems."

"Oh..." Andersen often went on trips with his family, and he was very sorry to hear the news, "I thought I could meet Mr. Tagore, he is simply a genius, I never thought that poetry could be written like this...Look at this The sentence, 'If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you will miss the stars', is short, but how vigilant! If I had known this sentence earlier, I would... Hey, Christina, why are you blushing? ?”

Unexpectedly, Andersen was the first to read this poem. Miss Dumas blushed and said, "When I was crying here last time, Mr. Sage used this poem to comfort me."

"Wow!"

The girls all became more energetic and moved closer: "Tell me what's going on!"

When they first came in, they were shocked by the owner's appearance, and regretted that when Dumas asked them to come out, they couldn't put aside the matter at hand and come to see it earlier...

Is this beauty a human being can have? !This must be an angel! ! !

Although they often use words like "little angel" to praise others, only this time, they really feel that the other party is really worthy of this word.

Now hearing that Alexandre Dumas seemed to have contact with the angel-like sage beyond normal communication, everyone became excited.

Having a boyfriend means having a boyfriend, and there is no conflict with being comforted by a handsome guy, but after Dumas finished talking about the cause and effect, he was still a little embarrassed: "In short, the sage is really good, let's not trouble him, everyone Don't talk about me anymore, come here."

Miss Hugo, who was very satisfied after listening to the gossip, said: "I like this sentence, 'Your burden will become a gift, and your suffering will light your way'. Church hymns often praise suffering at length, but I I really don’t like suffering, but seeing this sentence, I feel that it’s not that bad. It’s obviously much shorter than a hymn, but it’s more... well, more powerful, and it’s a feeling that can shake my heart. .”

Miss Dumas nodded in agreement: "Although it's not very good to say this, but there are not many hymns that I am willing to recite repeatedly, but in this collection of poems, I can't wait to engrave every poem in my mind!"

"But there are sentences that I don't agree with." Someone said, "Look at this sentence, 'Don't blame your food because you don't have an appetite'... But it just doesn't taste good, so I don't have an appetite !"

"...How should I put it?" Dumas, who had eaten instant noodles, drank Sprite and milk tea, had no appetite for his own food for several days in a row, said in a heavy tone, "Sometimes I don't have an appetite, it's actually force majeure... ..."

Right at this point, several cups and a large plate flew from the direction of the back kitchen to the table where they were sitting.

Miss Dumas was taken aback when she saw the plate, quickly turned off the barrier of silence, and asked, "Master Sage, this is..."

"You are the first ones to open a reading club here, and this is a little sympathy from fellow book lovers." Sitting behind the counter, Lucifer tilted his head, "I hope you don't refuse, I will be sad."

"Yeah..." After Lucifer said that, Dumas of course couldn't refuse, "Okay, thank you very much, but what is this?"

Lucifer raised his eyebrows: "It's potato chips. It's not a rare thing, it's made of potato slices."

"I see."

Dumas breathed a sigh of relief.Since it is made of potatoes, she doesn't have to worry about Mr. Sage losing money again. Every family has eaten sliced ​​potatoes—although the potato chips seem a bit too thin, and I don't know how to cut them, but the potato chips Well, the taste should be similar?

Thinking like this, Christina Dumas picked up a piece of potato chips and put it in her mouth.

At the same time, at the post station closest to the Garden of Eden, Father Galileo, who asked the staff for hot water, solemnly took out some black powder, white filter paper and a funnel that he could only take from home because of the lack of time. Start making coffee according to the simple tutorial given by Lucifer.

Although the whole process is very simple, the mellow burnt aroma still spreads in the station.

Galileo's father was quite satisfied.

After getting the recipe yesterday, he went home and roasted some coffee beans urgently, just to catch up with this trip.In addition to resting, the post station is also a gathering place for major businessmen. It is very suitable for promoting their own products, and this kind of fragrant item is the easiest one to promote.

Sure enough, someone came to ask immediately.

"Excuse me, what are you doing?"

The first person to ask was a red-haired young man who just walked through the door.

He has short curly hair and a pair of very clear blue eyes, his appearance is comparable to that of the sage.

I don’t know if it’s the shape of the eyes or the shape of the eyebrows, but his appearance belongs to the kind of very aggressive handsome, with a black windbreaker with a stand-up collar, tall and slender figure, let Galileo’s father sitting several heads shorter than him look at him Very nervous, as if being stared at by some threatening existence.

This person frowned slightly at first, his heart seemed to be tightened, and he felt very stressed inexplicably, as if he had done something wrong.

Maybe he noticed the tense mood of Galileo's father, he was taken aback for a moment, relaxed his facial muscles, and showed a much gentler smile, as if he had suddenly changed from a soldier to a big boy, which made people relax unconsciously down.

He sat opposite Galileo's father, with a relaxed and harmless manner: "Sorry, I'm just a little curious, what is this?"

Galileo's father swallowed: "Ah...it's coffee."

"Coffee?" The man's eyes widened in surprise, "The coffee I've seen before doesn't taste like this?"

"Well, it's indeed coffee, but I recently got a secret recipe, which can make coffee easier to drink through a processing method."

"Oh?... Where are you from?"

"Eden..." Feeling that something was wrong with the other party, Galileo's father couldn't help asking, "That... are you a businessman?"

The other party was stunned, and suddenly realized: "Ah, I'm sorry, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself. Now, let's call me a traveler, just call me...well, George."

Galileo's father complimented politely: "It's the same as the dragon slaying hero St. George hundreds of years ago. What a good name."

The other party was silent for a second, and then responded with an unchanged smile.

"...um. Thanks."

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ps: "George"'s character design, as well as the illustrations of Lucifer reading books, and some other fishing pictures, see my wb~Keywords Lucifer

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