The fifth king of the elves

Chapter 108
Luther's trip to Miare was not smooth, jet lag became the first problem.

It was an eight-hour flight from Sinnoh. After the plane landed, the sun was already setting outside. After adjusting the time on my phone, I realized that it was almost the same as when I set off from Sinnoh.

Luther, who had slept soundly on the plane, was very worried about whether he would be able to adapt tonight.

When Sirona threw the sunglasses and hat to Luther and A'Du, they discovered the second problem they were facing.

"Carunai and I are leaving first. The driver will contact you later. The inspector has reserved a private room in a restaurant. Let's go over and say hello." Sirona put on her sunglasses and pouted at A'Du, "If you don't want to be discovered by annoying reporters, you'd better pretend."

"Me too?" Luther asked while holding the sunglasses.

"what ever."

Sirona waved her hand, and disappeared into the entry channel with the disguised Karuna.

After Luther came out of the entry passage, he realized why Carunai separated from him.

Long guns, short cannons, tripods... so many reporters are staying here?

A'Du had seen this kind of scene before, and led Luther to take a shortcut and left the hail of bullets.

Facts tell Luther that wearing sunglasses will not solve the problem. These reporters with a keen sense of smell will only follow you, guessing who you are.

It was Oleander who solved the problem, chewing bubble gum, blowing a pink bubble, leaning over the group of stalking journalists, and "accidentally" dropping her Interpol ID on the ground.

When Oleander picked up the ID as if nothing had happened, and followed A'Du, there was no little tail behind her.

"deep impression."

Luther bowed his hands to the oleander.

"It's good to get used to it. After all, Miare is like this. Entertainment has a great influence. In order to satisfy those fanatical star fans, the tentacles of reporters are stretched out. But it doesn't happen every day. It is estimated that the whereabouts of Sirona and Carunai have been exposed."

When she saw the pick-up driver, Oleander turned her head in disgust, and when choosing a seat, she even drove Luther, who wanted to sit in the back row, to the front row.

"It seems that I am very unpopular." The driver chuckled and looked at Oleander through the rearview mirror.

"Should I have a crush on someone who has troubled me? Harold, why didn't you fall to your death while skiing?"

"Skiing is the past tense, now I am playing parkour, you need to update your understanding of me."

Harold was very helpless about the lag of oleander's information.

Luther reacted instead: "I haven't taken many photos yet...so..."

It is related to Harold that I can get a camera, but during this period of time, I ran around and did not record any good scenery.

It was only then that Harold realized who the co-pilot was.

"Oh, you're Luther, I almost forgot about you. I'm not in a hurry to take pictures, as long as I have a lot of food. By the way, are you interested in learning parkour with me? It's very enjoyable."

Harold's Amway was mercilessly interrupted by Oleander.

"Let me remind you first, if you make Luther half disabled, the two champions might train you in the military."

"Carunai and Sirona are not so narrow-minded."

"You're right, generally speaking, you won't be so narrow-minded, but Luther is Carunai's boyfriend."

Oleander and Mai looked at A'Du who was recuperating in sunglasses in astonishment.

She decided not to play this joke after talking with Karunai last night. After all, no matter what she thinks, she might get mixed up with Karunai in the future. How did A'Du start this?

A'Du, who found no one to answer, took off his sunglasses, saw Luther, Mai, and Oleander all staring at him, and in the rearview mirror, Harold also looked at him gossipingly...

"Wait... This is what Oleander said first, I just borrowed it." A'Du quickly explained.

Harold slammed on the accelerator, as if the news had ignited the gossip in the heart of this middle-aged man in a well-fitting suit. It was not enough to express his explosive curiosity at the moment without speeding up.

Harold, who was racing against the speed limit of the road, completely forgot that there was an Interpol in his car.

"Tomorrow, I will definitely let the police plaster you with tickets, confiscate your driver's license, and make you unable to touch the steering wheel for the rest of your life!"

"Why do you think I have a driver's license now?"

"You didn't?" Luther exclaimed.

"Tsk tsk, Luther, your mental quality is not good. How can you lose your composure as Carunai's boyfriend? Look at A'Du, how calm you are. My speed is not as exciting as that of a fast dragon."

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense." Luther didn't know whether he should condemn the oleander who made the stalk or the A'Du who passed the stalk, and the stalking felt like it would never end.

"To be honest, I already have my Poké Ball in my hand. If you don't slow down, I will really jump out of the car." A'Du held up the Poké Ball containing the fast dragon.

Harold reluctantly slowed down, still muttering words, the speed of the turtle has no meaning at all.

Oleander held her forehead, clearly there were so many candidates, but Karuna called a lunatic who liked to play extreme operations to pick up the plane, she had a headache.

When they arrived at the restaurant, everyone scrambled to get out of the car and knocked the door loudly.

"Let me update my wish, I hope you break your leg while playing parkour, and you will never use a car in your life."

Compared to Harold, Oleander felt that she wasn't crazy enough.

Luther, who seemed to be running away, was pressed by Harold's shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "Is it true? I'm curious."

"I'll tell you when you break your leg!"

Luther also spoke harshly and ran away.

The Tulip Miao Meow restaurant was booked tonight, so when Luther entered the restaurant, the spacious hall was empty.

It was said to be a restaurant, but Luther found that it was more like a cat cafe he had seen before.

Several cat bosses, elegant cats, and charming cats shuttled around the restaurant. When they saw Luther and the others coming in, they gathered around and led Luther upstairs.

Mai happily hugged a Charming Cat and started to lick it.

"Is this...a cat-type elf-themed restaurant?" Luther asked.

"Almost, guests who come here can not only enjoy delicious food, but also interact with them happily. The most popular here are their two wonderful cats. You will see their performance later."

Oleander patted the cat boss who was scrambling on her lap, walked around him, and walked forward.

When they entered the private room, Sirona and Carunai at the long table were already ordering with the waiter.

Sirona asked the waiter to bring the menu, and said, "Oh, we are thinking, how can you order this dish if you don't come, come, let's have a look, if you want to eat something, order it yourself.

Luther took the menu blankly and looked around.

"I remember, the supervisor asked us to come, right? Where are they?"

"The private room next door." Carunai took a sip of the juice, "They said it's better to finish eating first and then talk. It might make the atmosphere strange if they come to eat with us."

It was a very considerate move, and I guess he knew to join him to eat together. The small group of Carunai and the two supervisors couldn't talk together, which only added to the embarrassment.

Looking at the menu, Luther felt that Kentello and Carp King supported half of the recipes in the elf world.

Luther found that the second menu was basically untouched, so he picked it up and took a look.

"Primitive animals."

Luther's eyes lit up. The so-called primitive animals are actually those pigs, cattle and sheep that he is familiar with.

He has read in books and on the Internet that people's consumption of primitive animals has not been very high in recent years, and the main reason is that they are expensive.

But today, if someone treats guests to dinner, Luther can have a little extravagance.

Luther chose two appetizing ones from the gaudy menu names, and handed them to the waiter. A'Du looked curiously at Luther's order.

Before the dishes were served, Carunai and Sirona decisively played games in the small room beside them.

Luther had no desire to touch the small KTV in the private room, but A'Du went in with great interest and howled twice.

He was indeed howling, and he planned to ask Luther to comment on his singing voice afterward. Luther very euphemistically said that it was not at the level that ordinary people could sing.

A'Du actually found this evaluation very useful.

For the sake of ears, Oleander and Mai came to the door early to pet the cat. Luther saw A'Du's unfinished expression, and decided to urinate.

Because of the reservation tonight, the elves who usually need to work are very free, so when Mai took out the elf food and berries she bought at the front desk, a large group of cat-shaped elves rushed up from downstairs.

The elves are very orderly. Luther wanted to try what would happen if he threw a tree fruit into the group of elves. He remembered the dogs raised in his hometown before. When he threw a bone among them, it was inevitable that there would be a fight between dragons and tigers.

This is not the case here. The berry fell lightly on the head of an elegant cat. The elegant cat picked up the berry and withdrew from the circle a little bit. After eating the berry outside with peace of mind, he obediently continued to line up behind the other elves.

Two gray figures floated in the air, and with them floating in the air were dishes one after another.

With their charming purple eyes, they looked at the colleague who was rolling on his belly and begging to be petted, and sighed helplessly.

Seeing the appearance of Miaomiao, Luther and others returned to the room.

Only then did Luther know what Oleander meant when Miao Meow would perform for them.

The waiter just didn't show up, and Miao Miao took care of the whole process.

The dishes are served on the table, placed, and different seasonings are placed according to the needs.

Just as Luther wanted to get up to refill his glass of juice, the container containing the juice floated to Luther's side and helped Luther fill it up.

No, although I haven't eaten the food yet, Luther loves this level of service.

Not only is Luther in love, but Mai has already waved at Miaomiao regardless of her image.

As soon as Miaomiao, who thought she needed service, floated to Mai's side, she was carefully stroked by Mai.

Probably being molested by customers is also part of Miaomiao's work. They have seen this kind of situation a lot, so Miaomiao lay obediently in Mai's arms.

Mai's gentle stroking made Miaomiao snort comfortably.

It's so damn sweet...

Finally, I know the reason why Karuna said that this restaurant is on fire. The service, even if the dishes are mediocre, can still score seven points out of ten.

"Ah, I want to have it."

Luther and A'Du spoke in unison.

(End of this chapter)