Chapter 2481 Dinner for Two

The inspector just jumped into the passage, and before he had time to feel the environment in the passage, he found himself in another room.

This is a noble hall that looks very gorgeous.

The only difference from the halls of other noble castles is that the inspector saw some strange things here. For example, a teacup floating in the air, with ceramic hands on both sides of this teacup, knocking its body with a spoon, and the crisp knocking sound matched another team of strange musical instruments floating next to it.

There are teacup rabbits playing trumpets, black and white cups playing pianos, and high-foot glasses playing violins...

A whole teacup band.

This is not the weirdest thing. There are also several colorful dragonflies floating in the sky above the hall, and some strange light spots. These light spots look very gorgeous, but inexplicably, they give the inspector a sense of danger.

While the inspector was stunned, the teacup band played cheerful music.

As the music sounded, neat tapping sounds came from the curtain on the side.

The inspector looked in the direction of the sound, but saw that the curtain was pulled open a little, and two teams of building block soldiers, who were less than a palm tall, walked out in a common and neat pace.

These building block soldiers were all wearing red uniforms, white pants, and high hats. There were two red dots on their cheeks, which looked very funny.

But the inspector didn't find it funny at all, because the two teams of building block soldiers held various weapons in their hands. Bayonets, spears, muskets, rapiers... These weapons, like the light spots on their heads, gave the inspector an extremely dangerous feeling.

The fact that he could feel danger at least meant that these weapons could hurt him. You know, he is a legendary wizard, and these weapons can hurt himself. At least they are very high-level alchemical props, which are absolutely priceless in the outside world.

But here, they were allocated to building block soldiers.

The inspector swallowed his saliva, not knowing whether he was afraid or envious. He just watched the two teams of building block soldiers walk in front of him.

Kick, step!

The brick soldiers finished their steps in front of the inspector with a sense of ceremony, then they separated into two sides, and with very stiff brick hands, they simultaneously made a welcoming gesture and pointed in the direction of the red curtain.

"Does this mean that I should go over there?" The inspector asked in confusion.

No one answered him.

The inspector thought about it. Anyway, he was already in the belly of the Dalmatian and was ready to be slaughtered at any time. He was at least better off than Gruzdeward and the others. With the comparison, the inexplicable fear was reduced.

Since there was no place to retreat, let's go, go forward!

The inspector took a firm step forward.

Just as he took the first step, the teacup band played a welcoming song again, which obviously meant that the inspector's idea was correct.

The brick soldiers were here to clear the way, and the teacup band was here to create an atmosphere.

Coupled with the atmosphere of this noble hall, the inspector felt like he was invited to a dinner by "a certain noble lord".

Soon, the inspector came to the red curtain.

The inspector had a premonition that perhaps the owner of this space was behind the red curtain.

The inspector paused for two seconds, took a deep breath, and reached out to lift the curtain. As the curtain was lifted, the music of the Teacup Band also stopped.

The inspector slowly raised his eyes and saw the scene behind the curtain.

A gorgeous long table, exquisite porcelain plates, and bright candlelight.

There were people sitting beside the long table.

There was no one on the main seat in front of the long table, but on the table of this main seat, a spotted dog was lying there lazily, showing that he was the honorable person of the main seat.

There were also people sitting on both sides of the main seat. On the right was a fat void traveler, which was like a large pool of soft jelly, filling the small chair.

On the left was the inspector's acquaintance, Angel.

Angel was dressed the same as before, sitting upright on a chair. When he heard the curtain being drawn, he turned his head and looked at the inspector.

Inspector: What's going on?

Angel: Well, it's a long story.

After exchanging glances, Angel nodded slightly to him, motioning him to take a seat first.

The inspector also understood that since it had come to this point, he must sit down and there was no escape. So, he walked forward without hesitation.

There were many empty seats at the long table, but the inspector did not hesitate at all and sat directly next to Angel.

Angel was someone he knew well after all.

After sitting down, a beautiful porcelain plate automatically floated in front of the inspector, and the porcelain plate also reached out and took bread and a knife from the center of the table, cut the bread into slices and placed them on the disk. Cream and onion sauce was poured on the bread.

After doing all this, the porcelain plate suddenly spoke, and said in a muffled voice: "Be gentle when using the fork, don't scratch my skin, and don't lick the plate after eating bread, I hate being licked by men."

The inspector stared at the porcelain plate blankly, and replied subconsciously: "Oh."

"Oh what oh, no manners at all, I hate vulgar men even more."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across the inspector's face: "I mean, thank you."

"You know how to make up for it... You're welcome, this is my job. Please enjoy it, and don't forget the rules I said."

The inspector nodded quickly: "Okay."

The porcelain plate returned to normal, but the inspector felt that he was a little abnormal. Was he talking to a porcelain plate? Was this porcelain plate a living being? Then wouldn't the food be placed on the porcelain plate?

"Have I entered a fairy tale world?" The inspector couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.

"Fairy tale world? No, this is just a very ordinary banquet room." Angel heard the inspector's whisper and spoke.

A very ordinary banquet room? The inspector looked at Angel with a weird look. Was he abnormal, or was Angel abnormal? This is also called an ordinary banquet room?

Angel: "Your plate may be a little arrogant. This is the first time I have seen a plate with so many rules. This is an exception."

After the voice fell, the porcelain plate in front of Angel made a pleasant female voice, cooperating with Angel's words: "Yes, it is an exception. I especially want the distinguished guest to lick my whole body. That will make me feel very comfortable, and it is also convenient to clean."

This time, the inspector looked at Angel with an even weirder look.

Angell also felt a little embarrassed. Wasn't the porcelain plate in front of him quite normal before? It didn't say anything and just cut the bread obediently. Why now, when it opens its mouth to speak, it speaks so...indecently.

Angell couldn't help rubbing his swollen temples: Sure enough, the creatures from the nightmare world that the Dalmatian released were not very serious.

This hall was actually a black room. However, in order to avoid the "transparent monitoring" of the floor being seen by the inspectors, Angell released his extreme luxury nightmare.

Angell used the extreme luxury nightmare to fight against people before, causing many creatures in the nightmare to die. For example, those teacup bands and building block soldiers, only a few remnants were left.

After seeing these remnants, the Dalmatian, perhaps out of pity, or perhaps premeditated, spit out a brand new team of teacup bands and building block soldiers from his mouth.

In addition, some daily necessities, such as these porcelain plates, were also provided to the extreme luxury nightmare.

These porcelain plates can speak, which was something Angel had not expected before. What was even more unexpected was that they started to speak because the Inspector came and spoke to dislike the Inspector.

Seeing the strange look in the Inspector's eyes, Angel felt speechless.

If I had known earlier, I would have just set up a layer of fog on the ground. What kind of luxury nightmare is this... Angel thought bitterly.

Although he felt complicated, he had to keep a straight face.

After all, he was the only one who could speak at the table. The Dalmatian was sleeping listlessly at this time, and if he didn't sleep, he would only bark; Wangwang didn't want to expose himself, so everything that followed would depend on Angel himself.

"Master Inspector, I know you have a lot of questions. How about eating first? Then I will explain them to you one by one."

The Inspector looked at the porcelain plates that had become normal. He always felt strange in his heart and wanted to say that he was not hungry. But Angel spoke again. He also doubted Angel's identity at this time. Was this Angel the Angel he knew? Does his words have any deeper meaning? So, should he eat or not?

The Inspector hesitated, looked in the direction of the Void Traveler opposite, and quickly glanced at the curled-up Dalmatian.

"Ahem, they... haven't eaten either. Isn't it a bit bad for us to eat before the master has eaten? Otherwise, forget it, I'm not hungry either?"

Angel: "They don't need to eat these human food. However, since the Inspector is not hungry for the time being, let's chat."

Angel was eating bread slowly, and now he put down his knife and fork, rinsed his mouth with a cup, and then wiped his mouth.

"Inspector, if you have any questions, you can ask them now." After Angel finished speaking, he silently added in his heart: The premise is that I can say it.

The Inspector stared at Angel's eyes: "Are you Angel? The Angel I know?"

In this weird place, Angel was really too submissive, which made the Inspector always feel something was wrong.

Angel: "I am indeed Angel. I understand what you mean by asking this question. I... I just know a little more than you do. In fact, I am just an ordinary person."

Ordinary people? Which ordinary person can know about the existence of Dalmatians? The Inspector does not believe it at all.

However, Angel expressed that he just "knows more", so he will adapt, which may be true.

Inspector: "If you are Angel, you should know what I want to ask most now."

Angel: "Where is this? And how to leave? Right?"

The Inspector looked directly into Angel's eyes.

"Let's talk about the overall environment first." Angel pointed to the sleepy Dalmatians: "This is its belly."

"And we are in a space created by it. Yes, whether it is the pure white secret room where you stayed before, or this banquet room, it was actually created by it."

The Inspector caught a detail: "Do you know where I was before?"

"Yes, it told me." Angel nodded and pointed to the Void Traveler opposite.

This time, it was not the Dalmatian, but the Void Traveler? The Inspector thought this was a bit strange, but he temporarily suppressed his doubts and did not ask.

"As for how to leave, it needs its consent." Angel was referring to the Dalmatian this time.

Angel stopped talking after saying this, and looked at the inspector: "Sir, do you have any other questions?"

Of course, you said it as if you didn't say anything. The inspector roared silently in his heart, but on the surface he was still calm: "Excuse me for asking, what role did you play in this?"

Angel was silent.

After a long time, the inspector said: "If it is inconvenient to say, there is no need to answer."

"It's not inconvenient to say, but I don't know how to say it. Because no matter how I say it, it may be misunderstood by the adults." Angel sighed.

"You might as well tell me about it."

"I and them." Angel pointed at the Dalmatian and the Void Traveler, "Actually, I'm not familiar with them, and I've only met them two or three times."

"Its name is Wangwang, is it his... subordinate?"

"Because I'm the only human Wangwang has ever met, and I've done him some favors before. In order to repay the favor, I'm here this time, as his messenger."

After Angel finished speaking, he looked at the Inspector with a sincere face: "Sir, do you believe what I said?"

The Inspector smiled but said nothing, and said silently in his heart: I don't believe it.

Angel sighed, with a self-deprecating face: "See, I knew that you wouldn't believe it, and I would be misunderstood no matter what I said. But what I said is indeed true, but there are some things that I can't say clearly."

Inspector: "You said you are a messenger, what do you mean?"

The Inspector decided to bypass the trust issue and directly ask about the essence.

"It means literally, Wangwang has something to tell him, and he needs someone to tell it. And I, unfortunately, was chosen by him to be the messenger." Anyway, magic is forbidden here, and it is Angel's own extreme nightmare, so he lies without worrying about being seen through by the Inspector.

"What does it want to tell? Who is it telling me, me?"

Angel: "Yes."

Angel: "I said before that I knew about the Pure White Chamber, and it was actually Wangwang who told me. Wangwang has been watching everything that happened in the Pure White Chamber, and it was Wangwang's intention that the Inspector was released."

The Inspector did not speak, but he was confused in his heart. Everything that Angel said seemed to be arranged by Wangwang, but what role did that... Dalmatian play here?

He had always thought that it was the Dalmatian who was watching the Pure White Chamber, but now Angel said that it was Wangwang who was watching, which made him feel a little disappointed.

"Wangwang released the inspector because he wanted to reach a cooperation with you."

When Angel said this, the inspector roughly understood the situation on the scene. He was released only because he was useful.

To put it bluntly, he was threatened.

If it were the inspector's temper in the past, he would have turned his face away at this time, but now, he didn't dare, and didn't dare to show his inner emotions.

The big devil, the Dalmatian, was here to suppress the scene!

How dare he make any unusual moves.

The Dalmatian was at least at the level of Gruzdewald's true body, and it might even be... a higher miracle creature.

Faced with such an existence, any dissatisfaction might be noticed by the other party, so no matter how aggrieved or dissatisfied, it is better to accept it with pleasure. After all, it's good to be alive.

"I don't know, what kind of cooperation is it?" asked the inspector.