They all call me master

Dear Mr. Kratos:

If you would like to know more, please wait for my carriage by the tree-lined path at midnight tonight.

Auburn

1797.9.26

…

It's not handwritten, but cut out of newspaper.

There was nothing special about the invitation either.

Obviously, the other party is very careful.

In this regard, Arthur expressed his understanding and...

Have fun!

Arthur could have received an invitation from anyone.

Even the one from the old Inner Bay Lions, but it is absolutely impossible to receive it from Auburn.

Would a dead man send out invitations?

maybe.

But definitely not Auburn.

No one knows Auburn better than Arthur.

What state is Auburn in, and where is Auburn.

Arthur knew it all.

After all, their current relationship involves seeing each other every day.

Arthur looked at the black gilded invitation that had been placed on the gate of No. 2 Kirk Street at some point in his hand, and his frown had already relaxed - although Arthur was not sure who had borrowed the name of 'Auburn' to send it. invitation letter.

However, there are roughly three possibilities.

First, the guy from ‘Dead Poets Society’.

Second, the last descendant of the ‘Blood Clan’.

Third, the guy who fishes in troubled waters.

Each of these three has evil intentions.

But the evil intentions of the three also proved that 'Auburn' was alive and the fact that 'Auburn' committed murder.

This is naturally good news for Arthur!

As for the danger hidden in it?

Arthur decided to find more professional people to handle it——

"Go to No. 6 White Bird Street and inform the owner there that her lover is waiting for her to come home for dinner at No. 2 Kirk Street."

Arthur took out 2 cents and waved to a group of children standing at the entrance of Dal Alley, watching eagerly.

The chosen child ran over quickly with excitement on his face.

Especially when he saw that it was 2 zero suo, he even said.

"I promise you that I will deliver the message as quickly as possible."

After saying that, the child turned around and ran towards Simok Avenue.

The rest of the children all had bleak faces. They had lost the opportunity to earn pocket money, and they were the most generous one - the generosity and magic of the owner of No. 2 Kirk Street had recently been spread in Dal Lane.

Arthur took out 1 zero again.

Immediately, the children's eyes were attracted again, and each of them became impatient.

Arthur was not in the habit of whetting children's appetites, so he said directly——

"Whoever can help me find the bakery apprentice Alvin first, this will be his!"

It’s true to invite Malinda home for dinner, but who stipulates that you have to do it yourself?

No one except Pendragon has tasted his true craft.

Malinda?

A very nice lady, and a pretty good partner, but compared to his cat?

Not even close.

"Me! Me! Me!"

Following Arthur's words, the children raised their hands.

Arthur smiled and pointed to the bakery in the distance.

The meaning is self-evident.

The next moment, a group of children rushed to the bakery madly.

By the time Arthur had just taken off his coat and released Pendragon from the cage, Alvin had already appeared outside the door of No. 2 Kirk Street.

The bakery apprentice rang the doorbell in confusion.

Arthur simply stated his needs——

"For dinner, I need something that can be served to intimate guests, preferably ready-made, but of course a good semi-finished product will do, no alcohol required, but juice - do you have any recommendations, Alvin?"

Private kitchens are nothing unusual in South Los Angeles.

Whenever housewives are overwhelmed with work during festivals or special days, private kitchens can always provide just the right amount of support.

In the Shire District, almost every street has its own private kitchen.

But Kirk Street is no exception.

Because the private kitchen in Kirk Street is in Dal Lane.

In the memory of the predecessor, there was no memory of this private kitchen.

because--

At 2 Kirk Street, old Charlie would cook every day.

Moreover, according to the memory of his predecessor, old Charlie seems to have considerable cooking skills in certain dishes and can always make them unique.

The predecessor was puzzled by this, why Grandpa only focused on a few dishes.

Arthur already had a guess.

‘He tui, the old handsome (zha) is better than (nan)! ’

After silently vomiting to his grandfather in his heart, Arthur waited for Alvin's recommendation.

The bakery apprentice did not disappoint Arthur——

"My mother-in-law's kitchen in Andorra can meet all your needs. My mother-in-law has very good skills and is a very nice person. She once worked as a cook in the mansion of a big shot, but she resigned and returned because she was old. Dal Lane, do you need me to take you there?”

"give it to you."

Arthur directly took out a 1 gold ticket and handed it to the bakery apprentice.

Seeing the confusion on the bakery apprentice's face, the young 'psychic medium' said with a smile.

"I believe in your grasp of food as a bakery apprentice, so I asked you to do the food purchase this time - of course, the remaining money will be your tip."

"But this is too much..."

The honest bakery apprentice walked out of No. 2 Kirk Street with the 1 gold ticket in his hand, mumbling to himself as he walked.

It was obvious that the bakery apprentice could not imagine what the food of a golden ticket looked like.

He wanted to tell the generous 'spiritual medium', but he couldn't control it.

But looking at the closed door of No. 2 Kirk Street, the bakery apprentice hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and headed towards Dal Lane - as an apprentice of the bakery on Kirk Street, if he cannot satisfy the customers , his apprenticeship will be terminated.

Especially this kind of request which is not excessive.

Therefore, the bakery apprentice has begun racking his brains to prepare to complete the tasks assigned by Arthur.

Arthur knew this clearly.

This is why he chose Alvin.

He believes that the other party will do his best.

Of course, tips and caution are also essential.

Fu Jin flapped his wings and followed behind the bakery apprentice, taking everything in sight.

Wu Ni continued to stay on the roof of No. 2 Kirk Street and scanned everything around him.

Only Pendragon is different.

After eating three small dried fish, he fell asleep in Arthur's arms.

Feeling the warm touch in his arms, Arthur squinted his eyes and began to think about what he could exchange for the invitation in Malinda's hand.

Free gift?

nonexistent!

Even if Malinda was solving his troubles to some extent.

‘At no time or anything will the ‘spiritual medium’ give you away for free, even if you have other intentions, even...

We need to raise the price even more harshly! ’

This is what old Charlie said.

His predecessor didn't take it seriously, but Arthur took it seriously.

Because he knows that free things are the least important, and at critical moments, they are the first to be discarded.

And expensive?

will take up weight.

Even at critical moments, there will be considerations.

However, ever since he learned about Old Charlie's deeds, Arthur always felt that there was something in Old Charlie's words.

"Oh, I can't understand, I can't understand."

Arthur, who was mumbling, hugged Pendragon, closed his eyes completely, and then, his whole body was suspended.

There is no doubt about the usefulness of [Hand of Nothingness].

Therefore, Arthur practiced harder.

He needs to make himself fly faster, better and more smoothly.

Moreover, your breathing should be calm and gentle.

Half a minute later——

Whoosh, whoosh.

The exhausted Arthur gasped and looked at Pendragon in his arms.

"Pan, it's time for you to lose weight!"

"Meow???"

Pendragon turned his head, as if he couldn't believe his master said such words, his cat eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly.

A beard then fell off.