If you don't help, then don't blame me for standing up and executing a tactical retreat with you.

After all, you can't beat me!

Let's see whether our Ense dies faster, or you guys who do nothing die faster!

Being proactive is just a whim.

If anyone prevents me from living my life, then none of us should play.

Let's flip the table together!

Of course, if others do it like this...

Then he wouldn't curse others behind their back, because this truly is an action that requires a great personal cost but doesn't yield much reward.

He could only shout "hero" to the Emperor.

But that's all.

Regarding the Fallen Shadow Nether Realm encountering Master Rogen, Louis saw very clearly that it was under the imperial control from start to finish.

Emperor Lao Deng is somewhat overbearing.

Louis always has the feeling that Old Deng wants to train him to be like himself.

But Louis can't do it.

Just like the situation with the ghosts on Central Street this time.

He could tell at a glance that it's the Emperor's script.

But he doesn't want to cooperate.

He prioritized training with Lumi, intending to indirectly imply the Emperor that he doesn't wish to become a hero.

Just didn't expect, this time the training was too immersive, and by the time he came to his senses, the slumber ritual was already near.

Today is February 17th, and the death energy across the continent has started its initial escalation.

The slumber ritual is just days away.

That's why Alice said, "I don't want to do the task."

Without preparing the right tools for dealing with the undead ahead of time, she simply didn't intend to undertake this task during this period.

When Alice was about to leave the Prince's Mansion, Grace finally spoke the first sentence since meeting:

"I... I have joined the Church of Glory, and the sisters there like me a lot. I'll ask if there's any tools and Divine Art to restrain the undead."

Everyone nodded and went home.

Before leaving, Louis glanced at Alice and said with a smile:

"Actually, I already knew you just finished extra training."

Alice was startled for a moment:

"How so?"

Louis looked at her.

"Do you want to hear a lie or the truth?"

"Tell me both."

Well, you asked for it yourself.

A thought flashed through Louis' mind, then he said:

"The lie is that I understand every detail about Captain Alice, and I can tell you've done vigorous exercise."

Alice snorted softly, her eyes wandering around.

"This Louis, has he awakened his Spiritual Ability? Bad, I feel I can't resist his allure control."

Seeing her in this state, Louis added mischievously:

"The truth is, the succubus physique is very sensitive to scents, and I smell a lot of sweat."

Visibly, Alice's face turned dark:

"Wasn't it you who called so urgently!"

"So I didn't say anything, and I wouldn't dislike you for sweating because of being the captain."

Alice snorted: "Alright, see you tomorrow."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Grace looked at the departing Alice, then at Louis:

"Sister Alice seems a bit angry."

Louis nodded: "It's only a bit, don't worry. With her personality, she'll recover by killing a few more monsters during tomorrow's investigation."

He paused for a moment, then added:

"Besides, during our team's day-night rush, whose ugly side hasn't been seen by others?!"

If you expect to be clean as a lady, then don't bother being an adventurer.

Grace nodded with some enlightenment.

"Do I have any strange smell on me, Mr. Caesar!"

Louis shook his head: "You're different."

In terms of cleanliness alone, Grace is better than anyone present.

But it's not her love for cleanliness, rather it's the favor of God of Glory, making it nearly impossible for her to become unclean.

Louis had long noticed this.

Hearing Louis say this, Grace showed a happy smile and left to prepare tools and Divine Art.

...

Just after sending everyone away, maids came up to inform him that hot water was ready.

After waiting for so long, he changed out of his travel clothes, washed himself clean first, then soaked his body in hot water.

Feeling the warmth surround him, a trace of relief appeared on his face.

A break in a hot pool post-training is truly a great joy of human life.

The fatigue accumulated in the body seemed all released at this moment.

His eyes became hazy.

During this period, while training in the forest, even bathing was difficult.

For someone from the south, this was extremely torturous.

Plus, he hadn't actually had a good sleep before.

If in the previous life, such day-night training might have caused sudden death.

Only with the nurturing power of the Extraordinary on Star Continent can the side effects of such hell training be reduced greatly.

Soaking in hot water, the sense of security finally allowed him to relax a bit.

Suddenly, drowsiness came over him.

Louis fell sound asleep.

He had a strange dream.

In the dream, he seemed to hear a woman murmuring a recipe softly.

The voice sounded quite pleasant at first.

But in the dream, his body seemed controlled by something, unable to move.

His gaze always fixed on the woman's back.

She kept putting sliced yam into boiling water for blanching, then quickly scooping out and cooling in cold water, draining the moisture.

Her moves were sharp, quickly tossing the treated yam in dry starch.

Once the yam was evenly coated with a thin layer of starch, it was put back into oil for heating.

Meanwhile, Louis was on the side, using another pot over low heat, simmering sugar and oil, constantly stirring until the syrup turned from white to golden yellow.

By then, the yam surface had fried to light yellow.

Freshly baked yam and golden syrup combined and wrapped together to form a beautiful color.

"Candied Yam?"

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