This is the snack supply area located in the south of Credo's Magic Colosseum.

A rich variety of snacks can meet the various requirements of diners. Of course, in addition to delicious food, some drinks and magic toys are also sold here.

The name of the snack supply area is "Fighting Gourmets". Because it is close to the Colosseum, the name means that fighting makes people happy. The main group of snacks supplied are Credo's magic students.

Whenever a large competition is held in the Magic Colosseum, Dou Le Gourmet will experience a sales peak.

Magic students watching and participating in the competition will take this opportunity to visit here. It is a gathering place for foodies and gourmets.

During the Magic Summoning Contest, Dou Le Gourmet and his family come and go, rubbing shoulders, and the place becomes bustling and lively.

At this time, what seemed incompatible with this lively scene was a small-looking food house.

This food house only covers an area of ​​about ten square meters, and the decoration is not as creative as other food houses. Looking from the door, it is dark inside, except for a few snacks of poor quality placed outside the door.

Apart from that, there is nothing else.

There is no store in the gourmet hut to welcome customers, making it a rare and inconspicuous existence in the bustling gourmet place.

At this time, a silent figure appeared. He stood in front of the door of this deserted and slightly outdated food house, with the corners of his black robe hanging down. This is a very common magic robe student style in Credo Academy.

The visitor was wearing a black magic hat, but there were no symbols or patterns on the hat.

The big hat was pressed down, blocking the sunlight and forming a black silhouette, which fell on his face. The shadow blocked his eyebrows and eyes, making his expression unclear.

He seems taciturn and mysterious.

The visitor paused in front of the door for about five seconds, as if to confirm something, before walking into this sparsely populated gourmet hut.

The light in the room was very dim, there were no windows, and no lights were turned on. Everything seemed to be sleeping. Deep in the darkness, a rickety figure could be vaguely discerned, sitting there quietly.

"No one comes to buy your food, old man?"

The man whose face was half covered with a hat asked. Judging from his voice, he seemed to be around 20 to 30 years old.

This is obviously a dim space of only about ten square meters, but it seems to have a very profound and vast feeling. The young man's voice echoes in this space, and a clear echo can be heard.

"It's very deserted here. How can those humble snacks attract those greedy and picky people?"

The vague, rickety figure stood motionless in the dim light. His voice sounded hoarse and old, but also revealed a bit of coldness and arrogance.

"How are the arrangements going?"

The young man's voice floated out from under the black hat brim, without any obvious mood swings, as if he was chatting away from home.

"Haha, are you still worried about my abilities? No one is coming to cause trouble, everything is going according to plan."

When the rickety figure called the old man heard this, he remained motionless. At first glance, he looked as solid and hard as a stone sculpture.

"Everything must be considered carefully so that no mistakes can be made. Where is the goal?"

The young man spoke in a calm tone and casually lit up a cigarette as thick as his thumb. However, the fire in this cigarette was blue-purple.

The blue-purple flame was burning. The man held the cigarette in his mouth and took a deep breath.

The light from the burning cigarette did not make the dim room warmer, but made it even more lonely and desolate.

The weak blue-purple fire flickered on and off the cigarette, and the man holding the cigarette seemed to become erratic.

"It's in the Magic Colosseum, and the new one on the list is also there."

The old man who looked like a stone sculpture said hoarsely, paused, and lowered his tone somewhat unpleasantly:

"Those little brats all know the dangers of second-hand smoke. If you want to smoke, leave it outside for me. Don't pollute the air on my property!"

The young man blew out several smoke rings and snorted coldly from his nose, but still threw the cigarette to the ground and crushed the burning sparks with his feet.

"How can you live a long life if you are still so bad-tempered at a great age and do not cultivate your moral character?"

When the old man heard the man's complaint, he spat disdainfully and said loudly:

"Your grandpa, I'm still young! People who have lived for two or three hundred years call themselves young. I'm not over a hundred yet, and I'm not old at all!"

The young man seemed a little impatient, he rubbed the extinguished cigarette butts under his feet a few more times, and said coldly:

"Don't forget that you and I are in a cooperative relationship. It doesn't matter how your Explosive Group wants to deal with Creedo, but you must eliminate the targets for me. No one on the list will be spared. If you mess up, I think you should know the consequences.

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In the dimness, the stone-like shadow remained motionless, and the two fell into silence...

The temperature of the air seemed to be dropping below zero, but the smell of gunpowder seemed to be rising quietly, and the two sides fell into a brief stalemate.

"Oh, don't say it's us, I'm afraid you don't want to mess it up. Then you should remember that we are grasshoppers on a rope. If something happens, none of us can escape. So, grandpa, I will of course be cautious. If the plan fails,

Your people can't even think of escaping."

The old man's tone softened slightly, but he was still cold and arrogant, not amiable at all.

"Of course. It's just a pity for this Le Dou gourmet. It's shameful to waste food. You might as well ask your guy to clean up the food after the war."

The young man also suppressed his impatience, raised the corners of his mouth under the black hat, and reminded with a smile.

"It will have been blown to pieces by then, and you're still worried about the messy food? It's a big deal, not a trivial matter."

The old man said in an arrogant tone, but his mood was obviously much better than before.

There is no longer a stalemate between the two, the temperature in the air has returned to normal, the atmosphere has become much more harmonious, and the chatting state has returned to the same state as when they first met.

"Then I won't stay any longer, old man, take care of yourself."

The young man nodded slightly and said goodbye, then straightened his clothes, turned around, flipped the corners of his robe, and left with a long stride without looking back.

"The real owner has left, and the store should suspend sales."

The old man whispered to himself, his voice echoing in the room...

When the echo stopped, the rickety figure in the dim space gradually faded and disappeared.

At this time, Alice and Willett were strolling along the road of Le Dou Gourmet.

It has to be said that this snack area is much larger than many supermarkets in the human world. If Brenda had not led the way and had not used the flying skill, Alice would definitely have gotten lost in it.

It was Alice's first time to visit such a large snack area, and she saw many delicious snacks and strange toys along the way.

What impressed Alice deeply was a green drink filled with many eyeballs, and the eyeballs seemed to be able to move around as people walked around... From the appearance, she wanted to stay away from it.

However, according to the store manager, this is the latest popular drink and the highest-selling soda drink.

Although it had been some time since she entered the magical world and became Credo's student, Alice still felt that she knew very little about this magical and magnificent world.

Also, I still have a reluctance to eat weird foods.

Of course, I might be brave enough to try their taste in the future, but for now, it’s better to find some ordinary-looking snacks first.

Just like the chocolate-flavored pancakes that Dolores ate, or pumpernickel bread with butter.

However, Alice and Willett wandered around for a while before they found a small gourmet restaurant that was fairly ordinary and even looked a little outdated in appearance.

Compared with other food shops, this food house rarely has many customers, so you don't need to queue up to buy food.

A man wearing a black magic robe and a large black hat without any logo on his head, his eyes and eyebrows covered by the shadow cast by the brim of the hat, was walking out of it.

The man didn't look around, he just walked out with his head buried in his own skin, and then strode out of the food hut.

Alice keenly caught an inexplicable smile on the corner of the man's mouth.

This was not like a satisfied smile after buying delicious snacks, because Alice felt a hint of deeply hidden indifference in the other person's smile.

What a strange eater.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Alice said to Willett, took the other person's hand, and the two walked into the door of the gourmet hut together.

There were no windows in the cabin, so the light was dim and there was no one in the dim space.

Alice's vision was sharper than that of ordinary magic students, so she noticed a cigarette butt that had been extinguished not long ago on the ground.

There were no snacks in the food house. It was empty, but it felt profound. When I looked carefully, I found that it was just a small room of about ten square meters.

"strangeness."

Alice frowned slightly and murmured in confusion.

"There are no food or shops here. The business should have been canceled due to other matters. Why are there cigarette butts here?"

Willett followed Alice's line of sight and looked at the cigarette butts on the ground that had obviously just been extinguished.

She saw Alice pick up the cigarette butt, put it on the tip of her nose, sniff it gently, and sneeze.

"This is the strange thing here. Did you just notice that a male magician wearing a black magic robe and as tall as an adult walked out of here?"

Alice looked back at Willett and asked her friend in a deep voice.

"From the time we came here to now, we haven't seen anyone else enter here. What's wrong? You don't look good?"

Willett answered truthfully, but saw Alice's expression become more serious. She asked with some doubts, and her expression became serious.

Willett was so smart that he immediately thought of the key issue.

There is a contradiction between what Alice saw and what she saw. Alice saw someone entering here, and there were still cigarette butts on the ground that were thrown away when someone came.

This shows that someone did come to this gourmet restaurant that has been suspended for sale not long ago.

But why did he come to a place like this? Is it just to smoke a cigarette... Absolutely not. The cigarette butts on the ground were obviously stamped out after taking a few puffs.

"Being able to deceive others may be the work of an illusionist."

Brenda guessed. She and Alice looked at each other and saw a look of alertness in the other's eyes.

"Bang!"

The only door to the hut suddenly moved and closed on its own.

Alice and Willett's vision suddenly fell into complete darkness.
Chapter completed!