[Comprehensive British and American] Those years when I opened a dessert shop on Baker Street

The Demon Hunter Conference has reached its last day, and the results of the meeting will be announced soon, and the waiting of all demon hunters will soon come to an end.

Demon hunter conferences are not held very often. Including this one, there have been seven times in history.

It is not easy to gather all the demon hunters in the world together for a meeting, not to mention that everyone is scattered all over the world and usually lacks contact. There are more and more monsters, and everyone is busy chasing them, and there is no extra time at all.

And this rare gathering is to choose one of the many witchers to return to the past and kill Sherlock Holmes.

This guy named Sherlock Holmes is the hatred of all demon hunters. It was he who used a sacrifice to break the seal of the Book of the Dead many years ago, causing the ancient undead to flee, undead and demons attached to the human body, causing disasters to the world. .

There are few demon hunters in the world, but there are many monsters. The ancient undead in the book of the dead are even more difficult to deal with. Many demon hunters have returned to hell because of defeat. After careful consideration, the Great Elder decided to cut off the source of the undead from the root.

On the first day of the conference, the Great Elder took out the holy grail handed down by the ancestors, put the representative balls of each demon hunter into it, and burned them with the holy fire for three days, and what was left in the end was the one who was destined to return to the past. people.

Without thinking about it, it is clear that the Holy Grail will eventually be selected by the elite of the elite—this kind of matter has never had anything to do with Winsty, she only needs to be responsible for the supply of desserts at the conference.

The tea room of less than five square meters was filled with a sweet aroma. Walking in was like entering a summer orchard. Wensti was concentrating on making a drink. She cut a few big green awns in half and put them into boiling water Cook in medium, while waiting for the pulp to soften, grind the cardamom seeds and cut the palm sugar. The hands are stained with some spicy and sweet taste. After about 2 minutes, the mango pulp has been soaked in boiling water and has almost softened.

Wensti took the mango out of the water, scooped out the pulp with an iron spoon, put it together with the cardamom seeds and palm sugar prepared just now, and stirred evenly to ensure that each piece of pulp was evenly stained with cardamom seeds and sugar residue. The small wooden shovel grinds it into a smooth mud. The sweet and sour green mango flesh is blended with the spicy cardamom seeds and the mellow aroma of palm sugar. Add appropriate tea to make a cup of fruit juice tea. Every bite is rich in taste. , is the best drink to relieve dry mouth and restlessness.

Winsty knew that the process of the conference had reached the final stage, and everyone's hearts were concerned about the little ball in the Holy Grail. They were both nervous and looking forward to it. Drinking a cup of fruit juice tea at this time could help them soothe their emotions.

"Why are you still here?"

Anna rushed in. In the temple outside, the Great Elder was about to announce the candidates. She was really nervous and wanted to hold Wensty's hand to hear the result together, but found that Wensty was still in the tea room.

"I'm making this." Winsty held up the juice tea she had just prepared, "Do you want to have a sip?"

Anna nodded, no matter how much she looked forward to the result, there was no reason not to drink what Wensty had prepared.Wensti poured her a small cup, Anna took it, and drank it in one gulp. It tasted very strange, sweet and mellow, with a slightly sour aftertaste. After drinking it, her throat was extremely comfortable, and it was simply unstoppable.

"It's delicious."

Anna let out a sigh of satisfaction, put down the glass, took Wensty's hand and rushed into the temple, before the juice bottle in Wensty's hand could be put down.

The two caught up so coincidentally that the Great Elder hadn't opened the Holy Grail yet.

Wensti came to the tail end of the temple with Anna holding the juice bottle, and the little sister reserved a place for the two of them.

Anna rubbed Wensti's shoulder: "The Great Elder hasn't announced his name yet, while there is still a little time, do you want to place a bet?"

"What bet?" Winsty was puzzled.

"You've been preparing desserts for the past few days, so I don't know. Everyone is betting on who will be selected. The current favorites are Willy and Leon, those two—"

Winsty looked in the direction of Anna's finger, and both Willie and Leon looked confident.

"Do you want to bet one?"

Wensty carefully looked at Willie and Leon. They had completely different styles of painting. Willie was tall and strong, at least 1.9 meters tall. The muscle mass on his arm was like a small pillow, while Leon had a refined and refined appearance. With a pair of gold-rimmed eyes pinched on the bridge of his nose, he always looks indifferent when he sees everyone.

But Anna said that both of them are the best of this generation of witchers.

So, who is she to bet on?

"Hey, stop betting, the Great Elder has the ball!"

Everyone's hearts were suspended, and everyone's eyes moved with the action of the Great Elder. The Great Elder swung his long sleeves, extinguished the holy flame, and took out a small purple ball from the Holy Grail.

The balls were all red before they were put into the Holy Grail. After three days of burning, the rest had been reduced to ashes, and only the ones who were truly chosen remained and turned purple.

The Holy Grail has given its decision.

The Great Elder brushed away the ashes stained on the ball, and when he saw the name on the ball, his face suddenly became very strange, and he did not immediately announce the candidate.

There was a moment of silence in the temple, no one spoke, everyone's hearts almost jumped into their throats, and their eyes were fixed on the Great Elder and the little ball in his hand.

"Great Elder, who is the candidate?"

"Yes, don't tell me, we are all waiting?"

The sound of urging came to mind one after another.

The Great Elder made a quiet gesture, and his eyes swam along the rows of seats, as if looking for something.

Finally, his eyes stopped.

"The person chosen by the Holy Grail for us is," the elder revealed the side of the ball with the name, "Winsty."

The moment the Great Elder announced the name, everyone subconsciously applauded the candidate, and the applause was loud. After the applause stopped, a question came to mind: Who is Wensti?

Willy and Leon, the favorites to be chosen, looked at each other. They both regarded each other as their only opponents. The person to be chosen was the choice of the Holy Grail, which represented the highest approval. The two thought that the person to be chosen was either themselves or the other party. , but did not expect that the name given by the elder was a strange name that he had never heard of before.

"Who is Winsty?" Someone finally asked everyone's confusion.

A white and tender hand was raised in the back row of the meeting.

Wensti looked around, if there was no second person named "Winsti", then the little ball in the elder's hand could only be hers.

Everyone turned around in unison and looked at the girl behind the conference table. Her black hair was sideways and her skin was pale. She held a large glass bottle filled with bluish-yellow liquid in her left hand, and raised her right hand high. Her big eyes were like glass beads filled with tiny bits of light.

Winsty wasn't used to so many people's eyes focusing on her alone, she felt a little embarrassed, and her ears turned red quietly.

According to the ruling of the Holy Grail, Wensti was the candidate, but such a little-known girl squeezed out all the outstanding demon hunters, which was unconvincing.

Willie stood up first: "I challenge you."

ah?Wensty felt very embarrassed, she knew that she was no match for Willy, let alone Willy, she couldn't even beat Anna, she was just a third-rate witcher, and her usual thoughts were all thinking about delicious food, no Practice witchcraft well.

Could it be that the Holy Grail made a mistake, why did she choose her?

After announcing the name, the Great Elder remained silent. Seeing Willy challenging Wensty, he opened his mouth to help Wensty: "Willie, no matter whether she can beat you or not, she is chosen by the Holy Grail."

The Holy Grail is a sacred object handed down from generation to generation. Its authority cannot be doubted. Even if some people disagree, the established facts are in front of them, and Winsty is the one who should be chosen.

With a stiff smile, Wensti looked at the glass bottle in her hand. The purpose of her juice tea was to soothe everyone's mind. At present, it seems that she is the one who needs to be relieved most.

The Witcher Conference was over, and even though the Holy Grail ruling was full of controversy, the result was determined, only Wensty's ball turned purple, and she would be teleported back the next day.

Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night, Wensty couldn't take any luggage, and the night was empty, she sat alone by the window, staring at the sky in a daze.

The sky was pitch black, without a single star, and Wensty was frightened. She felt that there was a giant monster hidden in the darkness, staring at her with wide eyes.

"So you are here."

With such a friendly voice, one could tell it was the Great Elder.

The Great Elder walked to Wensti and sat down: "Can't sleep?"

"Well," said Winsty, "I don't know why the Grail chose me."

The girl's black eyes were full of confusion, and the old man beside her smiled slightly: "I feel more and more that the Holy Grail chooses you."

"Think about it, you have no relatives, so you have no worries, and you can make desserts again. I feel sorry for desserts. After you left, I won't be able to eat what you made for a long time, but you have a skill , I can support myself when I get there, after all, finding someone is a very long job."

"But……"

The Great Elder could see the real confusion in Wensty's heart. Willy and Leon took this time travel as an opportunity to prove themselves, because they were already superior in strength, but Wensty was different, she was not sure about this matter.

"You don't need to have such a heavy burden. In fact, your task is only three steps. One is to find Sherlock Holmes, and the other is to kill him... Although he opened the seal of the Book of the Dead, he is just an ordinary person. , it's not that difficult to kill him. I think the first two steps are okay, the last step is more difficult for you, you have to remember the spell of coming back, it's so difficult, I can guarantee you don't remember the hypnotic spell now How do you read it!"

The Great Elder showed an expression of deep distress. Wensti could hear that the Great Elder was comforting her in a special way, and the burden in her heart was relieved a lot. This old man with white hair and beard always has a kind of The power of stability.

Yes, all she had to do was find Sherlock Holmes, kill him, and come back, no difficulty.

Winsty looked at the night sky, the night swallowed up all the colors, all her doubts and fears gathered together in the night, and huddled into a ball.

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I'm worried about some cute misunderstandings, so let me explain the settings:

Witcher is a branch of wizard

Because Sherlock opened the seal of the book of the dead, causing the ancient undead to cause harm to the world, so the heroine has no psychological burden to kill him. She thinks it is to eliminate harm for the people. As for why Sherlock opened the book of the dead, I will explain it later

The Book of the Dead cannot be destroyed, so the only way to avoid the ancient undead from the source is to kill Sherlock.

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