The Dark King

"This is Miss II's pastry?" The three of them froze a moment, and one of the middle-aged men turned their eyes, and quickly said, "Miss II lives in the sixth room on the second floor. You can send it over."

Du Dean nodded slightly and left with the cake on.

Not far after he walked out of the kitchen, he suddenly heard the three behind him whispering.

"Hey, how did you ask him to deliver the food to Miss II, we haven't tried it yet, what if it doesn't taste good?"

"You know the temper of Miss Two, if she is not satisfied with the things done, this brother will be miserable."

"You two fools, haven't you heard Miss Angela say that he is a senior chef, and he is so young, Angela has been tempted by this little white face, he will stay here in the future, this kitchen is not under his control? All of them are his men. If he is driven away, we can live a stable life."

"Uh, this is also true."

"This kid Yanfu is not shallow. Gee, Angela likes this little white face."

"Hush, if Angela heard you, you must have peeled your skin."

"Afraid of something, didn't you see her fall asleep, must have died."

Du Di'an walked farther and farther, but the words of the three of them were still very clear. He raised his eyebrows slightly, but his footsteps did not stop. He still walked up the stairs with the pastry, and then stepped up the rare wood stairs. Several maids standing at the stairs.

These maidservants are genuine maidservants. They are obviously different from Angela's dress. They wear maid costumes and hang their hands under their abdomen, bowing their heads and keeping silent, like a statue of white stone carving.

Du Dean walked up the stairs, and the nearest maid immediately reached out and stopped, with a cold expression, "Who are you, what is this?"

"I am the newly arrived chef, this is the pastry for the second lady." Du Di'an was slightly restrained.

The maid looked at him, thinking that he should not have the courage to lie, immediately nodded slightly, and said: "Follow me." Turn around and lead the way.

Soon, the two came to the sixth room, and the maid knocked gently on the door and whispered, "Miss Two, the cake you want is here." The voice became very soft and very pleasant, following Du Dean earlier. The cold tone when speaking was judged by two people.

Standing outside the door, Du Di'an could also hear the weird moans coming from inside. He could sense the situation in the room, and there was a weird flash in his eyes. When the maid turned back, he returned to his formal appearance.

"Come in."

A light voice came from the room.

The maid was relieved and pushed open the door.

The first thing Du Di'an saw was the bright red bloody fluffy carpet. When he entered the door, he saw it was a very spacious room. The large room had a large bed, four or five meters wide, and the wall behind the bed was hanging A life-like oil painting, in which a beautiful woman looks graceful, elegant, and elegant.But at the moment below this portrait, a weird picture was staged.

Two muscular young men, all naked, were tied to the bed, and in front of them, a young girl in a black silk skirt, carrying a rugged black whip in her hand, an arrogant arc in the corner of her mouth, one foot Stepping on the back of one of the youths, he looked down on the two men, like a queen on the battlefield, but the whole bed was full of obscene atmosphere.

The maid seems to be blamed for this. She looked down at her and respectfully said, "Miss Two, your pastry has arrived."

The girl turned her head and glanced. When she saw Du Dean's appearance, she stunned slightly, her eyes lightened slightly, and she turned around with interest, her head slightly raised, and said arrogantly, "You, come."

Du Dian sighed in his heart, but walked over.

"It looks good, but unfortunately it is a civilian." The girl looked at Du Dean and raised her lips. "Take off your clothes and let me see."

Du Di'an was slightly stunned. He didn't expect the other party to be so direct. He quickly said: "Miss Huiji, I'm the chef I just applied for, and I specially sent you pastries. I hope you can taste it.

The girl frowned, "Are you a cook?"

Du Di'an nodded quickly.

"Humph!" The girl snorted coldly, her expression turned cold, "I don't know what's wrong!"

Du Dian was speechless in his heart, and suddenly felt that the family was a bit sick, whether it was the young master named Leo who had been seen in the woods before, or the girl in front of him, including the housekeeper he met before, gave him a strange pathology. feel.

However, he could understand more or less of the pictures of this family underground.

"You go out first." the girl said to the maid.

The maid resigned respectfully and closed the door by the way.

The room suddenly became quiet, and only the weird cries of the two young men who were tied from time to time made Du Dean hear a chill and his scalp tingled.

"Give you another chance to take off your clothes." The girl was condescending and domineering.

Du Di'an had a headache. After thinking for a while, he put the pastry in his hand on the side table and stepped forward. He said softly, "Miss, did you take it off like this?" After that, she untied her belt.

The girl's impatient look slightly converged, and seemed a bit hesitant, but soon she proudly said: "Hurry up."

"Is that true?" Du Dean moved slowly and his voice became erratic.

There was a trace of trance in the girl's eyes, still maintaining an impatient tone and said, "That's it."

"Is this really the case?" Du Di'an's fingers are still moving slowly, but if anyone sees, Du Di'an's fingers are not moving the belt, but the five fingers are turning, driving a residual image, two hands at the same time When turning, it seems that there are countless afterimages of fingers, which are dazzling.

There was a trace of confusion in the girl's eyes, and he said: "This is it."

"Miss, you look carefully. Is this really the case?" Du Di'an slowly approached, with more and more afterimages between his fingers. He slowly lifted his fingers closer to the girl's eyes.

The girl stared blankly, as if dull.

Du Dean said softly: "Miss, you are sleepy."

The girl instinctively yawned, her eyelids drooped.

"You need to rest." Du Dean continued.

The girl's face was more sleepy, her body wobbled slightly, and she seemed to fall down at any time.

"Miss?" One of the young men who had been tied up felt strange and turned his head, suddenly seeing the countless afterimages of Du Dean's fingers turning, he couldn't help but wonder.

Du Di'an ignored him, still looking at the young lady, and said softly: "You need to rest now, I won't disturb the young lady, go to sleep, sleep peacefully..."

The lady closed her eyes slowly, and there was a vague word in her mouth. Her body was crumbling and she fell straight.

Du Dean copied it in his palm, grabbed it, and slowly lowered it.

Then he shot with lightning and knocked another young man out.

The young man who saw Du Di'an's finger shadow widened his eyes, his face was horrified, and he looked at him incredulously.

Du Di'an slowly approached, turning his fingers, "You are tired, you need to rest..."

The young man looked at him in horror and wanted to yell, but as soon as his mouth opened, he was pinched by Du Dean, and at the same time he felt a blow in the back of his head. His brain suddenly became chaotic and a little confused. At this time, the sight appeared His fingers were like beams of light, which made him a little dazed.

"Forget all this, you need to rest..."

Du Di'an's voice resembled a dream, ringing in the ear of the youth, and the youth's eyelids slowly slumped.

After a moment, Du Dean hypnotized the young man, picked up the pastry, grabbed two bites with a fork to eat, and turned and left the room.

"Huh, it's really troublesome." Closing the door, Du Dean exhaled lightly, feeling helpless. He shook his head and turned to walk down the corridor, past the previous maid, who gave him a glance and said nothing. .

Du Dean returned to the kitchen, and the three men suddenly looked surprised. Seeing Du Dean's hands empty, he couldn't help but ask, "What about the cake? Did you give it to Miss II?"

Du Di'an nodded slightly.

"Did she eat?"

"Eat, saying it tastes good."

"Uh..." The three of them seemed to be choked by something in their throat, and it took a while before they reacted and quickly gathered around to express their joy.

Du Dean smiled and casually echoed a few words and entered the kitchen. Angela was still lying as before. He stepped forward and touched gently. Soon, Angela woke up and opened her confused eyes, waiting to see Du Dean. Later, he sat up suddenly.

As soon as she sat up, she saw the messy clothes on her body, and she could not help but flushed her cheeks. She felt a little bit shy, but soon she woke up, turned her head to stare at Du Dean, and looked at him, "I Why are you asleep?"

Du Dian smiled and said ambiguously: "Probably your body is too bad."

Angela almost smirked, her body is poor?She is a pioneer, and she is also a master among the pioneers, who would be said to be poor by a civilian?She looked at Du Dean suspiciously, and suddenly stretched out her hand, her nails protruding, like a sharp knife, killing, and suddenly grabbed Du Dean's face.

Du Di'an froze for a moment, and it seemed completely unresponsive.

When the nail touched Du Dean's cheek skin, Angela closed her hand instantly, frowning at Du Dean.

A touch of blood emerged from Du Di'an's cheek. He reached out and touched it. He saw the blood on his fingers. He suddenly squinted his eyes, looked at Angela in horror, and stepped back, but fell down accidentally and sat on the ground.

Seeing Du Di'an so embarrassed, the last suspicion in Angela's heart was also dispelled. The master who could make her unconsciously comatose, at least the master level, how could he be so embarrassed?

She could feel that Du Di'an hadn't responded at all, and her pores didn't shrink. If she was really a master, she felt her murderousness. Even if she tried hard and patiently, her physical instincts would change, but Du Di'an didn't. This only shows that his fighting instinct is too weak, just an ordinary person.

"Is it really too tired lately?" Angela frowned slightly, feeling weird, and suddenly felt the need to go to the doctor to see what happened to her body or what kind of disease.

Thinking of this, she had no intention of intimate with Du Dean again, quickly stood up, quickly sorted out the clothes, very skillful, and quickly restored the previous modest dress, and quickly left.

After seeing Angela leave, Du Di'an was relieved, gasping for breath, in shock.

The three people outside the door saw Du Di'an so embarrassed, they laughed secretly, secretly gloating.

As a result, Du Di'an's entry smoothly stabilized. In the evening, he worked with three other chefs to prepare dinner for the earl head of the castle and his three sons, five daughters, and of course his seven wives.

Serving food is not his business. For these nobles, chefs are also untouchable occupations, not worthy of seats, unless they are master chefs, and such chefs often have a better name, gourmet.

After finishing the cooking of the Bourne family, Du Dean and three chefs are busy cooking for several other big men. These are the guardians of the Bourne family, including the master that Du Dean sensed, and ten pioneers By.

When cooking, Du Dian also knew the names of these pioneers and the master, and also knew that the person who had previously played chess with the master and had a very deep body heat hide, he really had an extraordinary status, and his status was equivalent to that master. Even higher, qualified to sit on the chairman to eat with the Berne family, the three chefs called him Master Black Master.

After dinner was finished, Du Di'an's day's work was basically over, and at the command of the housekeeper, the three chefs were temporarily responsible for helping Du Di'an become familiar with the kitchen, as well as the owner's diet and the tastes of the young masters and young ladies.

Late at night.

Du Di'an returned to the assigned residence and slept in the same big room with the three chefs. It didn't take long for the three chefs to fall asleep and snore.

Du Dian leaned on the pillow and looked at the moonlight shining in from the window. A flash of gold flashed through his pupils, scanning the movement of the entire castle.

I saw that the head of the Berne family had fallen asleep, and the second lady who had hypnotized herself had not shown anything unusual when she had dinner before. The hypnotic effect was very successful. At this moment, she was playing with the sickness in the afternoon in her room. game.

In addition, Du Dean also saw a son of the head of the Berne family sneak into one of his wives' rooms and did something unethical.

"This family is really hopeless..." Du Dean felt that everything here was ridiculous. He knew that the master and the ten pioneers mostly felt the young man's wrongdoing, but did not follow Berne. Owner informs.

The head of the Berne family is named Barrett Berne. He is just an ordinary civilian, but his body calories are slightly higher than that of ordinary people. It seems that he has taken any special medicine to strengthen his body.

"It seems that the guardian who dominates the house is not 100% loyal to the owner." Du Dean's eyes flickered, and under the vision of penetrating everything, the entire Berne family saw in his eyes, just one night, This huge secret was discovered, and from this point you can feel the intricate relationships within this family.

He was not in a mood to understand this relationship in depth, but felt that the psychologically distorted young master might be able to use it.

As he pondered, suddenly, he saw the man called the black mage, following the secret road, and entered the underground of the old castle.