The strong wind blew the earth, rolling up chaotic snow dust, making the whole world blurred and cold.

The thick dark clouds blocked the sunlight, and the dazzling light could not break through the obstacles of the clouds and descended to the earth, but only made the sky look even more gloomy.

Hu, Hu...

The cold wind, like a ghost crying and howling, blowing from the streets and alleys, was a chilly and sharp sound, as if there was a ghost wailing in secret.

Dada, dada...

Fine ice particles fell from the sky, like silk, as enchanting as the hazy spring rain in the south of the empire.

However, in the sky of the northern border, such fine ice particles can only cause trouble.

"The weather today is really bad."

Hughes walked beside Allen, looked up slightly and said with emotion.

"It's OK, at least it's more comfortable than the ghost weather in the frozen fortress."

Renard spoke casually, not seemingly worried about the weather.

Allen also looked indifferent and didn't care about the bad weather.

This is also a normal thing. After all, a real silver and a combat silver, plus a strong red dragon warlock with a strong bloodline, such configurations can be kept in such a leisurely posture as a fist-sized hail in the sky.

"By the way, Allen, what did you think?"

However, Hughes sighed casually about the weather and asked Allen a question he had been thinking about for a long time.

"What does it mean?" Allen did not look back and continued to walk with interest. However, both the strong wind and the ice particles disappeared into nothing at the moment when they approached his body.

"You know what I'm talking about, what would you do if Chalia is good, and what would you do if she is not good?"

Hughes turned his head and looked at Allen, saying with a serious expression.

"Let's take a look first."

After a moment of silence, Allen did not directly answer the question.

Then, the three of them continued to fall into silence, and then continued to walk in the established direction.

The empty and bleak streets and empty people were left with only garbage and debris swept by the wind flying in the air, making it even more gloomy.

The weather in the northern border has always been bad, but in the past, it is much better because of the magic energy array that covers the entire city.

This is also one of the fundamental reasons why Gria can be found in the northernmost part of the empire.

And now, because of the incident between Abyss Night and the Puppet Master, the magic circle in Griya City has not been repaired yet.

Although the steam heating system has been restored, it can only protect residents from living in their homes in a relatively stable manner.

However, if you want to come out, it will be a little trouble.

Not to mention in this terrifying and harsh weather.

...

The distance between the Executive Office and the Chalia family is not far, and Alan and the other two are not ordinary people, so they only took less than half an hour to reach the door of the Chalia family.

"Allen, you're here."

Charlia ran to the door from the villa and saw Alan very surprised. Her eyes, which were as bright as spring water, were filled with a lively luster.

"Cough cough." Hughes coughed twice a little embarrassedly, lowered his right hand, which was originally going to say hello, and touched his nose.

"Ah, Hughes, you're here too."

It seemed that Chalia saw Hughes at this time and accidentally gave the other party a fatal blow.

"Charia, this is Renard, my friend, and I'm here to visit with me today."

Alan just looked at Charia gently and said softly after she finished speaking.

Chalia seemed a little shy about her previous behavior and did not respond immediately.

But she also knew that the gate was not a good place to talk, so she led them into her home.

Crack, crackle...

The fireplace on the corner of the villa's first floor was burning with beating fire, and the burning firewood made a slight burst, adding some vitality to this somewhat empty house and providing some warm light for the room.

Alan and the others sat on the sofa by the fireplace, waiting for Charia.

After taking them here to sit down, Charia took the initiative to go to the kitchen to prepare snacks and drinking water.

Alan and the others could not stop them, and even Chalia refused their help, so they could only wait quietly here.

Soon, Charia walked towards Allen and the others with a slightly wide tray.

After seeing this, Allen immediately got up and walked to Charia's side, took the tray in Charia's hand, and placed it on the coffee table in front of Hughes and the others.

Bang!

The tray comes into contact with the coffee table, making a slight collision sound.

However, the stacks of desserts on the tray and the already poured black tea did not tremble at all.

"Okay, everyone, let's try my skills."

Charlia said with a smile, her shy smile as if it was so stunning as flowers bloomed.

Alan and his friends completed an undetectable exchange in an instant, and decided to try Chalia's skills first, and then tell Chalia what they were going to do.

Allen was very skilled in taking a piece of pastry and a cup of black tea, and then ate it silently, as if he was extremely attentive.

Seeing Allen's reaction, Hughes and Renard did not hesitate anymore and began to enjoy Charlia's wishes.

"Yeah, it's pretty good, it's pretty delicious."

The smile that Hughes had maintained on his face suddenly stopped, and his fearless eyes, which seemed to be on the battlefield, became much softer.

Originally, Hughes thought that Charlia's craftsmanship should not be very good.

After all, the conditions at Chalia's family were not bad, and there were servants in the family who were responsible for their diet.

In the past, they had never heard of Charia making snacks, and Alan didn't tell them any information just now, and he had no response after eating it.

So, he thought Charlia's work was not delicious, and Allen was embarrassed to say it for some reason.

However, when Hughes really tasted these snacks, he also knew that he was really wrong.

Although these dim sums are not as delicious as they are, they can almost be a pastry chef.

In fact, the conditions at Hughes's house are not bad, so it is not that he has tasted such delicious pastries.

It was just that Charlia's skills exceeded his psychological expectations, which surprised him for a moment.

"If you taste good, eat more."

Charia just smiled softly and pushed the tray in their direction a few more times.

However, Renard and Hughes could feel that Charlia's eyes were actually always on Allen.

After about ten minutes, Allen and the others enjoyed the afternoon tea carefully prepared by Charia.

In fact, it doesn't take so long at the speed of the three.

However, in Hughes and Renard's opinion, these things are mainly for Allen, so they are embarrassed to eat too much.
Chapter completed!