Vol 2 Chapter 2480: Dinner for two

Chapter 2480 Dinner for Two
The inspector just jumped into the passage, and before he could feel the environment in the passage, he found himself in another room.
This is a noble hall that looks gorgeous.
The only difference from the halls of other noble castles is that the inspectors saw some weird things here. For example, a teacup floating in midair, with small ceramic hands growing on both sides of the teacup. He held a spoon and knocked on his body. The crisp percussion sound matched the other weird instrument team floating nearby.
There is a teacup bunny playing the trumpet, a black and white cup for playing the piano, and a goblet for playing the violin...
The whole teacup band.
This is not the most weird. There are still a few magical dragonflies floating above the hall, as well as some strange light spots-these light spots look gorgeous, but inexplicably, they give the inspector a dangerous feeling.
While the inspector was in a daze, the Teacup Band played cheerful music.
As the music rang, neatly tapping sound came from the curtain on the side.
The inspector followed the prestige, but saw that the curtain was pulled a small corner, and the two teams of brick soldiers who were not tall enough to slap came out with a common and neat step.
These brick soldiers are wearing red uniforms, white pants, and high-top hats. Their cheeks are also painted with two red dots, which look very funny.
But the inspector didn't find it funny at all, because the two teams of brick soldiers held various weapons in both hands. Bayonet, spear, firecracker, rapier...These weapons are the same as the light spots above their heads, giving the inspector a feeling of extreme danger.
It can make him feel dangerous, at least that these weapons can hurt him. You know, he is a legendary wizard who can hurt himself. These weapons are at least very high-end alchemy props, and they are absolutely invaluable to the outside world.
But here, they were assigned to brick soldiers.
The inspector swallowed his saliva, not knowing whether he was afraid or envious. Just watched the two teams of brick soldiers walk in front of him.
tap!
The brick soldiers ended their steps in front of the inspector with a sense of ritual, and then they separated into two sides, using very stiff brick hands, and at the same time made a welcome gesture and pointed in the direction of the red curtain.
"This is what you mean by letting me go there?" the inspector asked in doubt.
No one answered him.
The inspector thought for a while, anyway, he was already in the belly of the Dalmatian, ready to be slaughtered at any time, and he was at least better than Gruz Dehuad and the others. With the contrast, the inexplicable sense of fear is less.
Since there is no place to go back, then go, go forward!
The inspector stepped forward firmly.
Just as he took the first step, the Teacup Band played a welcome tune again, which obviously meant that the observer was right.
The brick soldiers are here to make the way, and the teacup band is here to create the atmosphere.
Coupled with the atmosphere of this noble hall, the inspector has a sense of being invited to a dinner by "a certain noble master".
Soon, the inspector came to the red curtain.
The observant had an inexplicable hunch, perhaps behind the red curtain is the owner of this space.
The inspector paused for two seconds, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand to lift the curtain. As the curtain was lifted, the teacup band's music stopped.
The observer slowly raised his eyes, and he saw the scene behind the curtain.
Ornate long tables, exquisite porcelain plates, and bright candlelight.
There are people sitting at the long table.
On the main seat directly in front of the long table...no one, but on this main table, a Dalmatian lay there lazily, showing that he is the dignity of the main seat.
There were also people sitting on both sides of the main seat, and on the right was a fat Void Traveler. It was like a large pool of soft jelly, cramming a small chair full of it.
Sitting on the left is an acquaintance of the inspector, Angel.
Angel dressed the same as before, sitting on the chair very upright, and hearing the sound of the curtain being pulled apart, he turned his head to look at the inspector.
Observer: What is going on?
Angel: Well, it's a long story.
After exchanging a glance, Angel nodded slightly to him, motioning for him to take a seat first.
The inspector also understood that they had already reached this point, and they would definitely have to sit in, and they would not be able to escape. Therefore, he did not hesitate and stepped forward.
There were many vacancies at the long table, but the inspector did not hesitate and sat directly beside Angel.
Angel was someone he knew well anyway.
After sitting down, a beautiful porcelain plate floated in front of the inspector. The porcelain plate also extended his hand, took the bread and knife from the center of the table, and cut the bread into slices and placed it on the disk. Pour the cream onion juice and pour it on the bread.
After all this was done, the porcelain plate suddenly spoke, and said in an urn-like voice: "When using the fork, lightly, don't cut my skin, and don't lick the plate after eating the bread. I hate being licked by men."
The inspector looked at the porcelain plate blankly, and subconsciously replied: "Oh."
"Oh what, no manners at all, I hate vulgar men even more."
A trace of embarrassment flashed across the inspector's face: "I mean, thank you."
"I know how to make up...you're welcome, this is my job. Please take your time and don't forget the rules I said."
The inspector hurriedly nodded: "Okay."
The porcelain plate returned to normal, but the inspector felt that he was a little abnormal. Was he talking to a porcelain plate just now? Is this porcelain plate a living life? Isn't these food on the porcelain plate?
"Am I in the fairy tale world?" The inspector couldn't help muttering in a low voice.
"The fairy tale world? No, this is just a very ordinary banquet room." Angel heard the whisper of the inspector and said.
A very usual banquet room? The inspector looked at Angel with weird eyes. Is he abnormal or Angel is abnormal. This is also called an ordinary banquet room?
Angel: "Your plate may be a bit arrogant. It's the first time I have seen so many well-regulated plates. This is an exception."
When the voice fell, the porcelain plate in front of Anger made a nice female voice, and matched the words of Anger: "Yes, it is an exception. I especially want my distinguished guests to lick all over my body, it will make me It’s very comfortable, and it’s easy to clean."
Right now, the look in the eyes of the inspector looking at Angel was even more strange.
Angel also felt a little embarrassed. Wasn't the porcelain plate in front of him quite normal, and he cut the bread without saying a word. Why now, it's so confusing to speak in one mouth.
Angel couldn't help rubbing his somewhat swollen temples: Sure enough, the things released by the Dalmatians, the creatures from the Nightmare Realm, were not very serious.
This hall was originally a black room. However, in order to avoid the "transparent monitoring" of the floor being seen by the inspected, Angel released his extravagant nightmare.
Angel used the Extreme Nightmare Realm to fight against people, which caused many creatures in the Nightmare Realm to die. For example, those teacup bands, building block soldiers, there are only a few defeated soldiers left.
After seeing these defeated soldiers, the Dalmatians may be pitiful, or they may have premeditated, and vomit a new group of teacup bands and brick soldiers from their mouths.
In addition, some daily necessities, such as these porcelain plates, were provided to the Extreme Nightmare Realm.
These porcelain plates could speak, which Angel did not expect before, and what was even more unexpected was that they first spoke because the inspector came and spoke in order to dislike the inspector.
Seeing the strange look in the inspector's eyes, Angel also felt indefinable.
If I knew it earlier, just put a layer of mist on the ground, what kind of extravagant nightmare...Angel thought bitterly.
Although his heart is very complicated, Angel's face still has to be strained.
After all, he is the only one who can talk at this table. Dalmatians are sleeping sluggishly at this time, and they will only bark if they don't sleep; Wang Wang doesn't want to expose himself, so the next thing depends on Angel himself.
"Master Observer, I know you have a lot of questions, why not eat first? Then I will explain to you one by one."
When the inspector looked at the porcelain plate that became normal, he felt strange in his heart, and wanted to say that he was not hungry. But Angel spoke again. He also doubted the identity of Angel at this time. Is this Angel he knew? Does his words have any deep meaning? So, should he eat?
The inspector hesitated, looked in the direction of the Void Traveler on the opposite side, and quickly glanced at the curled Dalmatian.
"Ahem, they... didn't eat either. The owner didn't eat, so let's eat first. Isn't it a bit bad? Or, forget it, I'm not hungry?"
Angel: "They don't need to eat these human foods. However, since the inspector is not hungry for the time being, let's talk."
Angel was eating the bread slowly, but now he put down his knife and fork, rinsed his mouth with a cup, and then wiped his mouth.
"Master Observer, if you have any questions, you can ask now." Angel finished speaking, silently adding in his heart: The premise is that I can speak.
The inspector stared closely at Angel's eyes: "Are you Angel? Is the Angel I know?"
In such a weird place, Angel is really too compliant, which makes the inspectors always feel that something is wrong.
Angel: "I am indeed Angel. I understand what the adults mean when they ask this question. I...I just know a little bit more than adults. In fact, I am an ordinary person."
Ordinary people? Which ordinary person can recognize the existence of Dalmatians? The inspector doesn't believe it at all.
However, Angel expressed that he only "knows a little bit more" so that he would be suitable. This may not be false.
Investigator: "If you are Angel, you should know what I want to ask most now."
Angel: "Where is this? And how to leave? Right?"
The inspector looked straight into Angel's eyes.
"Let's talk about the whole environment first." Angel pointed to the sleepy Dalmatian: "This is its belly."
"And we are in a space created by it. Yes, whether it is the pure white secret room where the adults stayed before, or this banquet room, it is actually created by it."
The investigator captured a detail: "Do you know where I was before?"
"Yes, this is what it told me." Angel nodded and pointed to the Void Traveler on the opposite side.
This time it’s not a Dalmatian, but a Void Traveler? The inspector thought this was a bit strange, but he temporarily suppressed the doubt in his heart and did not ask.
"As for how to leave, it needs its approval." Angel said this time the Dalmatian.
When Angel said this, he did not continue to speak, but looked at the inspector: "Sir, do you have other questions?"
Of course, what you said is the same as if you didn't. The inspector yelled silently in his heart, but on the surface he was still calm: "Excuse me to ask, what role do you play in this?"
Angel was silent.
After a long time, the inspector said: "If it is inconvenient to say, there is no need to answer."
"It's not inconvenience to say, but I don't know how to say it. Because, how to say it may be misunderstood by adults." Angel sighed.
"You might as well speak and listen."
"Me and them." Angel pointed to Dalmatians and Void Traveler, "Actually, I don't know him well, and I only met two or three times."
"It's called Wang Wang, it's... his subordinates?"
"Because I am the only human that Wang Wang has ever met, and I have also inherited some affection from him. In order to repay the favor, I am here this time as its messenger."
After Angel finished speaking, he looked at the inspector sincerely: "Sir, do you believe what I said?"
The observer laughed without saying a word, and said silently in his heart: don't believe it.
Angel sighed and laughed at himself: "Look, I know that adults will not believe me, and I will be misunderstood what I say. But what I said is true, but there are some things that I can't say clearly."
Observer: "You said you are a messenger, what do you mean?"
The inspector decided to bypass the trust issue and directly ask the essence.
"It means literally, Wang Wang has something that needs someone to help him convey it. And I, very sad, was chosen by it as the messenger." Anyway, the forbidden demon here is the extravagant nightmare of Angel himself, so He opened his mouth when he lied, and he was not afraid of being seen through by the inspector.
"What does it want to convey? To whom, me?"
Angel: "Yes."
Angel: "I said before that I knew about the pure white secret room, but Wang Wang actually told me. Wang Wang kept watching everything that happened in the pure white secret room. It was also Wang Wang's meaning that the inspector was released."
The investigator did not speak, but he had doubts in his heart. Everything that Angel said was arranged by Wang Wang, but what role does that... Dalmatian play here?
He had always felt that it was the Dalmatians watching the pure white secret room, but now Angel said that it was Wang Wang watching, which made him feel a slight gap.
"Wang Wang released the inspector, in fact, he wants to reach a cooperation with you."
Angel said that at this time, the inspector generally understood the situation at the scene. He can be released only because of his value.
To put it bluntly, it is threatened.
If it were according to the temper of the former investigator, he would shake his face at this time, but now, he dare not or express his inner emotions.
The Dalmatian is here in this town!
How dare he change a little.
Dalmatians are at least a real body-level existence of Gruz Dehuad, and may even be...a higher miraculous creature.
In the face of this kind of existence, any dissatisfaction may be detected by the other party. Therefore, no matter how wronged or dissatisfied, it is better to accept it. After all, it is good to live.
"I don't know, what kind of cooperation is it?" the inspector asked.
(End of this chapter)