Salomon walked into the kitchen to help in an obedient manner. He smelled the three different aromas of tomato skins, pork chop juice and potatoes emanating from the flames, the cast iron pan and the oil pan respectively.
The rich milky aroma of pasted butter, the sweet aroma of mushrooms and cream. "Caroline...oh, you're here! You must have seen her, right?" Casilios hurriedly took care of different pots,
It wasn't until Salomon walked in that he realized it wasn't the blond woman who came in. The older mystic then smiled, "How is it? She was shocked when she knew you were coming!"
"She was very reserved, so Bayonetta and Joan took her to chat. I thought they were going to drink a bottle of wine before dinner, so I came to help." Salomon pointed to the natural gas stove.
Serve the tomatoes with charred skin, "The heat is just right now, and the juice will dry up if you continue to cook them."
"Oh!" After Salomon's reminder, Casilios seemed to react. He directly stretched out his hand to grab the tomato - Salomon saw clearly that he had not cast the fire-avoiding spell at all, so he immediately
He was so burned that he took a breath of cold air, and the tomato fell from Casilios's hand. However, the moment it was about to hit the ground, the tomato floated up again, and its dark skin was slowly lifted by an invisible force.
The bright red flesh was torn open to reveal. "No wonder Caroline said that I can only make trouble in the kitchen." The older mystic mage waved his hands and said with a smile, "Fortunately you are here. Oh, that child didn't come, right?"
Casilios refers to Constantine.
The last time Salomon came here, his Praetorian Guards also came here to conduct routine security reconnaissance after completing their mission, and then boarded their anti-gravity motorboat to perform another mission. Although Constant
Ding tried his best to hide himself, but the optical camouflage cloak was not omnipotent, not to mention that the terrain here was not complicated. He was still seen standing at the door of Casilios' apartment for a while by one or two meddling guys - but at that time
Constantine showed no signs of being able to move, so he was considered by the lucky guy to be some kind of work of art. After Salomon left, Casilios heard many neighbors mention it to him, so he moved it and placed it there.
The golden steel statue at the door not only broke the floor tiles, but also blocked the passage, making Casilios busy for a while to appease the neighbor. Now, after receiving a negative answer from Salomon, Casilios finally
He breathed a sigh of relief - these are ordinary people here. If Salomon came in an assault transport boat with powerful firepower or brought his own armed escort, it would not be of any benefit to Casilios' hidden life.
"We're going to visit that old guy in a few days. I suggest you let him see your abilities." Casilios said while flipping the steaks in the cast iron pan. "I mean, the abilities of the Eternal City are not
Yours. He knows your power very well, so I suggest you show the other side of your power. This is what he can appreciate the most."
"Why do you do this?" Salomon did not look back, but looked at the fries just taken out of the pan with a critical eye. He found that Casilios should have forgotten the fries before throwing them out of the pan.
The starch was washed away, resulting in the pot of French fries not being very good when fried. "Is that old guy still happy enough to give me some benefits? When I was about to attack Sif, the old guy cast a spell from Northern Europe to North America.
I don’t think he will remain calm on the surface if he follows what you say.”
"The end of the Aesir is approaching, and mankind will rise. This is the destined outcome. As the most critical figure, you should show your magnanimity and tell the father of the gods that you can do better than the Asa.
Which path has the Gods failed to complete? You don’t know how many times the Father of the Gods has tried to express to His Holiness through me that he would rather have a child like you, otherwise he would not have requested marriage. Let that
It is not easy for a proud old guy to put down his dignity." The older mystic said earnestly, "I heard that you have recently been renovating the dungeon of the sanctuary? You are ready to step into that position, and you should have what that position deserves.
Vigor.”
"But I always feel that this kind of behavior is provocative."
"Frigga is still there, so you don't have to worry about this kind of thing." Casilios came over with a plate. He lowered his voice and said, "I found that there are many very special supplies that Frigga asked Kamathaj to give.
Precious alchemical materials, coupled with the prophetic magic of the Warner Protoss... I suspect that she is trying to delay time through other means. As the time approaches, the prophecies will become clearer and clearer. There must be something very, very terrible, which we expected.
Extraordinary things, or things that they cannot accept, were predicted by Frigga, otherwise the proud character of the father of the gods would not accept this life-extending method with minimal effect."
"You mean..." Salomon did not continue, because the woman walked over in an apron, glancing inside from time to time as if she was worried. Casilios also temporarily interrupted the topic, with a smile on his face.
Showing her the results of his and Salomon's cooking, the young mystic hid the plate of terrible chips and a seabass wrapped in snow-white salt mountains in the oven in perfect agreement. Until Bayonetta and
Joan of Arc rushed over, and Ms. Jacobs, who was sniffing around with suspicion, was taken away again. When she turned to leave, Salomon immediately took out the two dishes that were a complete failure from the oven.
.
Cassilios pretended to cough twice. "If the Father of the Gods thinks you have the ability to change some of the details of the apocalypse, we can understand why they did it." He said, "So I suggest that you
Use these few days to study the art of negotiation."
"But I think the greater possibility is that the old guy will try to use Gangnir to poke the sky aircraft carrier down." Salomon said very seriously, "This is not a joke, unless I test the sky aircraft carrier's lightning resistance first."
, otherwise I will never drive the sky aircraft carrier over. I will never waste the lives of my men in a meaningless place. If they must die, then I hope they can die valuable and not die here.
I am going to a place that even I am not sure about, just to gain the approval of an old guy who will die sooner or later! No matter what the future holds, the outcome of the Asa Protoss is doomed, even if they fail to reach the end, I will push them to destruction.
.”
Silence enveloped the kitchen for nearly twenty seconds, with no sound except for the sizzling steaks and the bubbling French fries in the pan. It wasn't until the oven made a crisp sound that Casilios broke the silence.
"Okay, I apologize." He said, "I didn't expect you to value those people so much."
"I value the value of everyone, Kaecilios, even if I will create terrible massacres, I will think so. The difference in value between an ordinary person and a mystic is only who can make more contributions to mankind,
There is no other measure than this. The brave are far more valuable than the cowardly, and the loyal are more worthy of respect than the traitors." Salomon shook his head, "But let's not talk about it anymore. The turkey has been roasted.
Okay, it’s time to take it out and wake up the meat.”
"Hello, big boys!" Ms. Jacobs looked into the kitchen with an embarrassed look on her face. "I heard the oven bell! Do you need help?"
"No, we can do it!" Salomon said quickly.
Casilios quickly nodded in agreement, "Yes, we will have dinner soon!"