To some extent, there is more mystery surrounding the rough, reckless, and stupid chef than Chrissy who plays the Viscount.
At least they know that the viscount is Chris, and the identity of the chef is still unknown.
Lizard maids can appear in every corner of the castle, including the Viscount's bedroom and study, with the exception of the kitchen, which is the chef's territory. They can only go to the edge of the kitchen when fetching food.
"Can't the dreamer let you sneak into the kitchen?" Wenger asked when Lu Li visited from his dream.
"It may be discovered."
If the Viscount has keen senses or has cooperated with the earth dwellers.
That's why Lu Li never released the dreamer after entering the castle.
During the illusion, Lu Li had a few seconds to peek into the chef's soul, but he could not predict what would happen in the future.
"I can order a late-night snack that only the chef can make." Claire suggested when Lu Li woke up from the tower.
"Have you ever done this?"
"No, the chef's cooking is not to my taste."
"That's too deliberate."
The most common but least likely to be discovered method: have the lizard maid send Lu Li to the kitchen in the early morning, and then Lu Li quietly sneaks into the kitchen and waits until the head chef who prepares breakfast appears.
"Are you acting alone?"
"I have a dreamer, and I can't stop him from leaving."
The power Lu Li possesses can be regarded as a wraith spirit. The body is weak but the rituals are weird.
There was still some time before morning, and Lu Li curled up on his bed to rest, with Claire accompanying him.
The bat guards who left last night returned not long ago. The lords may leave at any time, perhaps right after breakfast, and Lu Li must hurry up.
As morning approached, Margaret walked into the tower carrying a bucket and mop, and left shortly after.
Lu Li hid in the bucket without anyone knowing.
Utility room.
A few minutes later, Margaret stayed here for a while according to the activity pattern of the lizard maid, then picked up the bucket and linen that contained Lu Li and went out, approaching the kitchen.
The owner of the castle has not yet woken up, but the lizard maids have already started cleaning every morning.
Marguerite, immersed in them, passed the lizard maid holding a duster or rag, nodding and gesturing through the corridor, near the kitchen.
Passing the intersection without bat guards, Margaret made a spitting sound, and Lu Li jumped out of the bucket, like a shadow entering the corridor leading to the kitchen.
Margaret did not pause and left here with the shaking of the empty bucket and the sound of footsteps.
…
The darkness outside the glass-paned window is no different from midnight, but the castle is gradually waking up.
The putrid cook brought the smell into the corridor, and the wheels rolled over the carpet and dull footsteps approached from outside the corridor.
When the cart filled with minced meat passed the statue sunken into the wall, a shadow flowed silently to the bottom of the cart.
The heavy cart stopped in front of the iron door at the end of the corridor. The cook took out the key and pulled off the lock chain, pushed open the kitchen door that made a squeaking sound, and continued to push the cart into the kitchen.
Lu Li left the dining car at this time and got under the kitchen table next to him. He walked past the table in a dirty apron and stretched out his thick hairy legs.
Officially sneak into the kitchen where outsiders cannot set foot.
The cook had her back to the kitchen table, eating and unloading the minced meat. Lu Li left the table and hid in a more secluded corner, then quietly waited for the chef to arrive.
The cook didn't use the minced meat on the table. When the cart was emptied, it regretfully stretched out its claws to fish out the minced meat from the bottom of the cart, and then took a nap against the cart.
Thunderous snoring soon began.
Not long after, a locked iron door deep in the kitchen was suddenly shaken.
The snoring did not subside. After a brief period of silence, the iron door shook again, the chain rapped on the iron sheet, and it seemed as if some existence was pushing the door anxiously.
The cook was finally awakened by the noise, climbed up with a murmur, and opened the locked iron door with the key on her belly.
Another cook appeared behind the door, and they all muttered incomprehensibly. The second cook carried the minced meat back to the deeper kitchen, and the lazy cook locked the door again.
During the brief opening of the iron door, Lu Li heard the busy sounds from deep in the kitchen. He realized that the head chef was already in the kitchen.
It didn't come in through the front door.
The chain wrapped around the doorknob, and the cook returned to the cart, leaned against it and fell asleep again.
Lu Li got out of his hiding place and came to the locked door.
The gap in the iron door was not big enough for the cat's claws to get in. To get in, Lu Li could only use the Dreamer, or...
Lu Li raised his head, and the black cat boy dropped the key chain on the waist of the cook, who was sleeping soundly on the cart and had a body as strong as a mountain.
Walking to the cart with his claws, Lu Li raised his head, squatted slightly on his hind legs, then jumped up with all his strength and jumped onto the cart.
The cook was still asleep, but her shaggy claws covered the key chain like a prison.
Lu Li walked along the cart to the edge, stretched out his tail like a snake, and gently brushed the cook's nose.
The irritated nasal cavity made the cook frown and unconsciously scratch her face with her claws, revealing the keychain.
The tail picked up the key chain and took it from the unaware cook.
Lu Li jumped back to the ground, and the key chain on his tail made an inaudible clinking sound. After keeping quiet for a while, and confirming that the snoring was still there, Lu Li climbed up to the door, and inserted the key into the keyhole with his two cat paws and tail.
Katsa.
The chain was untied, and it was so heavy that the chain suddenly slipped off one by one.
Wow
With the harsh "clack" sound of the doorknob being rubbed, the iron chain trembled and fell like a snake.
The snoring disappeared, and the cook woke up due to the noise. She glanced around the kitchen blankly and warily, and touched her belly a few times with her paws, but the key chain was still there.
The cook resumed her relaxation and continued her laziness. The gradually quiet kitchen was once again occupied by snoring.
Lu Li quietly got out from under the cart. He returned to the iron door piled with chains. After finally confirming that the cook was asleep, he pushed his head against the iron door and got into the gap.
Compared with the kitchen outside, the real kitchen where breakfast is prepared is busy with many cooks carrying ingredients to clean or process. No one noticed that the iron door opened a gap and a black shadow rushed under the table.
Lu Li walked between the cooks with dull senses and under the kitchen table, and came to the deepest part of the kitchen, where he once again saw the back of the head chef whom he had seen for a few seconds.
Its fat body has no soul.
The chef is not a late night survivor.
Lu Li did not immediately believe what he saw. He stretched out his cat's paw to touch the tie that concealed the true-seeing eyes, and then jumped to the bucket when the chef and cook were not paying attention.
The light of the oil lamp and the reflection of the black cat were reflected in the water, and Lu Li could see his soul curled up deep inside the black cat.
The chef is indeed pure weirdness.
So Claire smashed it into a pulp without any burden?
Although the result was not what he wanted, it was time for him to leave.
Dodging the cooks along the way and the head chef who never turned around, Lu Li returned to the iron door. Just as the cat's claws reached into the gap and he was about to open the door, the iron door was suddenly pulled open from the outside.
The sturdy cook who woke up looked down at her feet with a sinister smile.