Lord of terror

After wearing the clothes, Kunz knows nothing except the belt.

Moria didn't wait for Kunz to ask for it. After seeing the little baron put on his clothes, he asked, "Please?"His movements were quick and gentle, not only helped him put on the odds and ends, but also combed his hair.

After finishing, Moria snapped her fingers, and a full-length mirror appeared in front of Kunz.

The black-haired, blue-eyed boy in the mirror startled Kunz, and it took him a moment to realize that it was his "self" now.However, this boy is much more beautiful than the blurred reflection on the glass in the memory of the original owner.Pale, thin, a bit like the little vampire master in American dramas.

This well-fitting dress at least increased his score by half.

Moria did not interrupt Kunz's viewing. He waited for him to turn his eyes from the mirror back to his toes before withdrawing his magic: "The food is ready, please go to eat, my lord."

The next stop is the restaurant of the castle, where the Baron’s family used to dine, and now the long table that sat a dozen people at most and seemed to be very empty is now only half left, half in the physical sense, Kunz Burnt marks were seen on it, as well as a dark red color that was not known to be blood-stained, and scars caused by various weapons.The table originally had eight legs, and the breaks were polished a bit, which made it barely look decent.

Kunz focused his attention on the broken table, but in fact, he was more concerned about the people standing in the dining room.All the living servants came, Aunt Madeleine and Irene were carrying trays, presumably waiting for the food to be served, and Martin, who had snatched his bread, stood at the end of the line.

Kunz only scanned around at the fastest speed when he came in. He probably knew who was around. This is the ability he has cultivated as a social fearer over the years, and he can avoid meeting other people's eyes as much as possible.

[This is also a relic of the Baron's family. ] Butler J suddenly appeared.

[I'm not going to be so hypocritical. 】Because he was too nervous, Kunz wasn't even frightened by Butler J's disappearance. He sat tensely on the baron's seat, digging on the hard soles of his wooden shoes with his toes.

I feel uncomfortable and want to escape.

Moria clapped her hands, and Aunt Madeline hurried to bring the food.Kunz was given a silver plate and a silver spoon, but no knife or fork. As far back as the original owner remembered, the baron only used spoons and hands for meals.These silver tableware are for festivals, major festivals, and tableware that can only be used when the baron is in a good mood.Irene stood beside Aunt Madeleine, Kunz felt his scalp was hot, and he knew how big the girl's eyes were without looking up.

The lamb pie was terribly bad.The pie crust is hard but not brittle, and one bite is like biting off a mouthful of wall covering, both in taste and texture (PS: don’t ask Kunz how he knows the taste of wall covering, just ask him because he has actually eaten it, it’s a bit salty), The meat inside is fishy, ​​spicy and bitter.

Kunz's sensibility told him to spit out the garbage, but his rationality, as well as his body's instincts, made him eat up the wall pie, no, the mutton pie.

Then there's the swill, no, the chicken soup with lettuce.Plus a small cup of vinegar?wine.

After eating, Kunz's body was satisfied, but his spirit was in pain.As a descendant of a big foodie nation, Kunz suddenly realized at this time that socializing is not the scariest thing, but eating is.

Sad, want to cry.

He can cook some home-cooked meals, but thinking about Moria who has been staring at him, the unpredictable captain of Beita, and acquaintances who know the original owner, Kunz immediately extinguished his thoughts of rushing into the kitchen.He didn't think that the methods in the novels he had read would allow him to fool these people.

"How are you eating, my lord?"

Kunz showed a smile that he thought was kind but actually worse than crying: "Very... good."

"Then, it's time to light the campfire. It was supposed to be a celebration in line with your status, but you have also seen the current situation of the territory. The sooner the campfire is lit, the sooner the territory will be safer, which is good for everyone. What do you think? ?”

"..." Kunz's face was full of ignorance, "What is a campfire...?"

In the memory of the original owner, there was such a thing. In the center of the main hall on the first floor of the castle, just after entering the door, there was a firepit, which was burning year after year.On various festivals every year, it is indispensable to worship the fire in the firepit, but the original owner regarded that as part of the celebration ceremony and didn't care, and neither did the others...

The alcoholic scholar's face appeared again. Although the original owner was in class with Ron, sometimes he would be ordered by Ron to stand outside the scholar's door.The original owner thought it was a kind of bullying. As he got older, he became more and more willing to stay away from Ron and didn't mind that kind of thing.

It seems that it is not bullying, but some teaching content, which is considered not for the original owner to observe.

"Forgive my negligence, my lord, shall we talk as we walk?"

"Hmm..." Kunz left the table very quickly, almost scurrying away. He really wanted to leave the eyes of those "acquaintances" in the restaurant staring at him.

Kunz, the servant, was not allowed to listen in, but Moria, the servant, could explain the matter clearly in a few sentences.

"The campfire is the symbol of the nobles under the glory of the Sun Lord, who established a magic circle to suppress demons. Just like the iron nails on the furniture, lighting the campfire means that the nail has been driven down."

The dining room is next to the hall on the first floor, and now they have stopped by the firepit. The fire here has indeed been extinguished, the ashes in the firepit have been cleared away, and the new firewood has been piled into a sharp cone.Here he found some new faces that had never appeared in the memory of the original owner. John stood among these people. Judging from their clothes, they should not be farmers who came to take refuge, but probably other people in the Light Keeper team.

"I, what do I want to order?" Kunz looked around, but couldn't find the flint used to ignite the fire in the memory of the original owner.

"You have inherited the title in the genealogy, which means that you have been approved by the Sun Lord, so you can light the campfire with just one thought."

"A thought? I want to light a campfire?"

"Boom!" The flame rushed up suddenly, and Kunz, who was too close, was frightened and sat on the ground. Right in front of his eyes, the campfire that was as big as a flame monster shrank back and turned into a jumping flower. Large strawberries on top of firewood.

Kunz heard the laughter coming from the Light Keeper team over there, and John yelled with a suppressed laugh: "Hey! That's a child!"

Kunz's face was hot, don't blame those people, if he is a bystander now, he would also laugh, especially since he clearly knows that he is not a real child, but an adult in his late thirties, it is ridiculous to be so embarrassed .

Kunz stood up silently. The Keepers of the Light are also very good, and no one is laughing at this time.

"My lord, you are doing well, the campfire is full of life."

Kunz squinted at the "big strawberry". It was jumping, spinning, and flashing on the firewood, just like a hamster playing. It was really vivid.The bonfire in the memory of the original owner was no different from a normal fire.From this point of view, perhaps this description is correct.

His mood was indeed a little better, as expected, people need praise and encouragement to live.

[My lord, you have done a good job, completing our pre-process in such a short period of time. 】

【…】Although Butler J used almost the same tone as Moria, Kunz didn't feel happy at all. Instead, his mood that had just turned sunny began to turn cloudy again.

There is no way, social fear is so sensitive.

"You've been through a lot today, and you can rest for the rest of the day. Or, is there anyone you'd like to meet, or entertain?"

"No, I want to be alone."

Uncomfortable, want to be quiet!

Kunz was a little worried that Moria would take him to the room of the baroness and his wife, but no, Kunz took him to a room near the North Tower, which should be newly cleaned, and used to bring him The servants who came lived here.But now the glass windows are cleaned very clean, dark blue curtains are hung, and the bed sheets, pillows and quilts are obviously not the things in the castle that the original owner has seen.

After Kunz entered the house, Moria took out a small pottery pot from the cabinet, poured water in it, took another pottery pot and put it in the center of the pot, and finally pulled a bunch of hay and lit it into the pottery pot. The smell filled the whole room again.

"Thank you." This thing is probably the incense of this era?

When mentioning incense, Kunz thought of the captain's smell, which is really easy to ask - the captain's hairstyle is too handsome, Kunz thinks that he is one of the few people who dare to look directly at him.

Moria saluted and went out. In fact, his heart was at most six o'clock, and it should have been past noon when he woke up, but Kunz was as tired as if he had just completed a big move.

[Butler J, what am I going to do? ] Kunz sat down on the bed, and then lay down with his eyes glazed over. Although the sheets were new, the mattress was made of straw, but it was much more comfortable than a stone floor covered with only a few straws.

[The space cracks on the planet Torrelia are about to enter an active period. The creatures on the earth think that they just need to push the demons back. The demons in the abyss think that this is a good opportunity for them to return to the ground after tens of thousands of years.In fact, the energy of the cracks has accumulated to a certain extent, and the energy of the cracks must be completely consumed, otherwise the planet will be torn into pieces by countless space cracks. 】

[Complementary means... Let Tuo Xing help Lan Xing increase the magic power content, so as not to be crushed to death by the energy tide.What does it mean to ask Lan Xing to help Tuo Xing solve the space crack?How to help?Move the space rift to Blue Star? 】

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Captain: =. = Are you sure I have a hairstyle?