"Are giants and elves sworn enemies?" Cynthia yawned and snuggled deeper into her blanket.

  The young man on the sofa lowered his voice again, "It's the natural enemy of all species."

  The outside turned into a dark blue half sky blending with the black night, and it will be bright soon.

  Cynthia fell asleep on the bed, all the lights in the bedroom were turned off, and the person on the sofa sat quietly without making a sound.

  Austin and Kayser were having tea on the veranda in the afternoon.

  Cynthia had just woken up from her sleep, and she lay in bed for a while, staring blankly at the empty sofa placed beside her bed.

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  Yes, the progress bar has risen again.

  Although it's a good thing, thinking that she'll have Kyaos as her teacher in the future is both exciting and annoying.

  After washing up, she took out a skirt from the closet and changed into it. Cynthia planned to go to the XC district in the afternoon to check on Bernie's restaurant, and also pick up the gold coins stored in that warehouse.

  I don't know if her new dish will kill off that bad restaurant across the street.

  As soon as he heard that she was going out again today, Anthony called Ebral to replace him as the driver. He still held a tray in his hand with a freshly brewed pot of tea on it. "Joe is preparing tea and snacks, let Ebral take you there today."

  "You guys go ahead, just wait for me to come back and prepare dinner, I've made an appointment with Qiao to make lemon fish together." Cynthia nodded and left, but before she did, she reminded Anthony of something, "Tell Qiao to save a few pieces of dessert for me, I'll definitely be hungry when I get back tonight and want to find something to fill my stomach."

  "You'll probably get a spot of tea." Anthony smiled in response.

  Cynthia raised an eyebrow.

  She certainly understands, but saying this will make Joe happy anyway.

  As she walked up to the castle gate, she saw a white deer lying in the ferns outside, and it had flattened a large area of grass around it.

  Cynthia looked at its beautiful appearance and didn't even think of reaching out to touch it.

  The carriage drove all the way to the exit of the DC district, and Abel hurriedly stopped the horse at this time.

  Because there was a man with brown woolly hair kneeling on the roadside, stripped of his armor.

  Cynthia looked back and soon recognized who the person was.

  At first, I told her to be a knight who is a pet of a group of men.

  She also asked his name, Daniel.

  Cynthia gazed coldly at the man kneeling on the ground, her eyes ridiculing him.

  So, let's leave a thread of connection between us, and it will be good to meet again someday.

  Don't always offend people to death.

  Daniel kneeling on the ground was guarded by two trial members, who found Cynthia's carriage going to Area XC and immediately sent this message to the Dark Court.

  Not long after, another finely crafted carriage followed and drove out of the DC area.

  Caius's carriage sped smoothly through Zone XC until it arrived at the entrance of Berni's restaurant.

  The business of Bernie's restaurant on this street is booming.

  It's already afternoon and there is still a long queue here.

  Cynthia got down from the carriage and motioned to Eber to drive it a little further away, "You find a place to rest for a while, I'll come find you later."

  "Have fun, Cynthia." Ebral waved at her, "I'll be waiting for you in the most deserted place on the next street over."

  Cynthia walked into the restaurant, and many people cautiously gave way to her.

  Her name had thoroughly resounded between the two city districts, no one dared to provoke her easily, and even direct eye contact was rarely achieved by anyone.

  It's worth noting that dwarves and elves are rarely seen on the chaotic streets of District XC.

  But inside Bern's restaurant, a large part of it was dwarves and a few elves, only these foreigners were still curious, using their colorful eyes to size her up.

  It seems that Duan's excellent culinary skills have broken through racial boundaries.

  Todd, who was carrying dishes outside, saw Cynthia and immediately went to call Dawn, who was busy in the kitchen.

  Even her arrival startled Bernie, who was counting money in the back cubicle.

  Dorne seemed to have a lot to say to Cynthia, he rushed out of the kitchen without even taking off his apron, "Dear Cynthia! You've come at just the right time!"

  "We're closing temporarily for today! Tomorrow I'll add two more pieces of meat to everyone's mutton soup!"

  Dorne had to personally attend to Cynthia, which meant that there was no one in the kitchen, but Bernie and the diners also didn't dare say anything.

  On one hand, he was afraid of Cynthia being the property of Mr. Keats, on the other hand, he thought that tomorrow's mutton soup could have two more pieces of meat.

  The restaurant was soon emptied of all waiting people.

  "I just came to take a look, no need to make such a big fuss." Cynthia said with a smile: "I've driven away all your business."

  "Come with me." Dorn's expression seemed as if there was something important he wanted to tell her, and he had been waiting for her for several days.

  Cynthia felt something was off and also restrained her smile, following him around the wooden tables and chairs into the kitchen.

  Since the last chef was fired, the entire kitchen has been swept clean by diligent Duoen, all ceramic jars are neatly arranged, and the stove is so clean that it can reflect light.

  Duane brought her a wooden chair and had her sit down near the skylight, to avoid being overwhelmed by the kitchen smells.

  "What's so mysterious about it?" Cynthia felt a little strange.

  "If this thing is exposed, I will definitely be hanged." Duoen locked the door and came back looking very nervous, he took out a letter from his chest pocket with trembling hands, and his tone was also shaking. "I'm afraid of being discovered, so I've been carrying it with me all the time, you quickly take a look, after reading we will burn it."

  Cynthia didn't immediately take the letter, but after seeing the golden seal on the envelope that was unique to Rhedania, her eyes shook. "Dorne, you could have just handed this over."

  "My reason tells me to do this, but Cynthia, I couldn't let you die. You're too good to die." Despite Dawn's teeth chattering with fear as he held the envelope, he managed to say the whole sentence seriously.

  "Thank you."

  Cynthia thanked him sincerely but didn't go near the letter.

  Because she was uncertain whether Kayus would know about this matter, she didn't dare take the risk of looking at its contents.

  "But would you mind just burning it for me? I don't want to look at it." Cynthia said, "From now on, if someone tries to pass a message to you again, don't accept it. If he really has something important to say, he'll find me directly."

  "It's too dangerous for you to do this."

  Dorne looked at her resolute expression and let out a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, your heart already completely belongs to Tamoria, otherwise I would really worry that the contents of this envelope would give you bad thoughts."