Chapter 188 Noble-Style Lunch Box

"Danger?"

Hearing Claire's serious words, Avis's expression was stunned.

His mysterious blue eyes widened slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared on his beautiful face. It was as if he had just learned for the first time that the girl had such a characteristic.

But the next moment, a smile appeared from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the reaction of the boy in front of her, the blonde half-elf girl took a breath, pursed her rosy lips, raised her beautiful eyebrows, and stared at Avis with dissatisfaction in her clear ocean-like eyes.

"Oh, don't get me wrong, Senior Claire, I didn't take your words to heart."

As if he understood the meaning of the girl's eyes, Avis raised his hands slightly and explained it elegantly.

"Do you remember my origin, the Olivendi family in the north, known as the 'Crystal Bird that Never Falls'?"

"As a direct descendant who has not yet held his coming-of-age ceremony, the family can let me come to this island with confidence, which naturally means that I currently have enough ability to ensure my own safety."

When mentioning the title of 'Crystal Bird that Never Falls' that was circulated in the outside world, a trace of self-mockery flashed across the depths of Anvis's eyes.

As he spoke, he spread out his right hand and tilted his body slightly. He gestured to Claire to stand quietly behind him, wearing a brown linen cloak and not looking very conspicuous, Jom.

"Let me introduce you, this is Jom, His Excellency Jom Olivendi, an eighth-level strongman.

This trip to the island, he will be guarding my safety."

Hearing Anvis' introduction to him, Jom's eyes flashed with a trace of gratitude.

Although he was an eighth-level, he was just Avis's guard at this time.

When Anvis introduced his name, he still brought the surname 'Olivendi', which was equivalent to introducing him to Claire as an elder of the clan.

Seeing the half-elf girl looking over with some curiosity, he nodded slightly to the girl as a greeting.

Claire nodded in understanding, and understood where Avis's confidence came from, and the dissatisfaction in her eyes disappeared.

After thinking about it, the girl decided to use the experience of the old wizard who raised her to warn Avis not to relax his vigilance because of this.

"Level 8 is indeed very strong. But the teacher who raised me is also an eighth-level spellcaster."

"Before I entered school, he encountered big trouble because of me. It took a lot of treasures and resources to temporarily repel those weird enemies."

"It was because of this that my teacher sent me to Pamir College to enroll. In order to protect me, he also hoped to find a way to solve this trait in me."

"Is that so? I see."

Avis nodded and put away the expression on his face.

For some reason, the girl always felt that he didn't seem very surprised.

"Don't worry, Senior Sister Claire. According to your description, it will take a long time for this trait of yours to take effect on high-level professionals."

"Besides, with Lord Joum here, most of the things on this island... are not a threat to me--"

Thinking of how he had just appeared, Avis changed his words slightly and summarized his words.

"Okay, Avis."

Claire nodded and fell silent again.

Having said this, she naturally didn't plan to drive Avis away.

Besides, in a secret corner deep in the girl's heart, she was actually still hoping that the boy could stay and accompany her.

If it took too long, the boy might be in danger.

Well, just a little while, that's all.

The air between the three of them fell silent again, and only the crackling sound of the bonfire remained in the air.

Avis turned his gaze to the fragrant stewed rabbit pot and toasted bread on the small orange bonfire.

The bread crust was slightly browned, and the dried rabbit meat in the pot was already cooked to a crispy state. The bubbles and light brown mushrooms were rolling together, and the aroma was fragrant.

Noticing Avis's gaze, Claire took a piece of toasted bread on a sharpened twig and slowly handed it to him.

"Would you like to eat together? I have a lot of dried meat and bread here, which can be toasted again."

"Oh, thank you, Senior Claire, but I also brought my own lunch, I think we can eat together."

Looking at the slightly pocket-sized small stew pot, which was obviously only for one person, Avis smiled and took the bread from the girl's hand, and turned his eyes to Joem.

"Sir Joem, please take out our lunch."

"Okay, Sir Avis."

Nodding, Joem took out two cube-shaped constant boxes with a length and width of about 50 cm from a special ring on his left hand.

The constant box is made of dark silver, and a special constant array is engraved inside, which enables it to achieve the effect of long-term heat preservation and freshness preservation.

With his mental power extended to the nearby ruins, Jom controlled the magic effect of the School of Change and temporarily created a long rock table and two stone chairs.

Then, he took out a snow-white tablecloth from the constant box and spread it on the long table, and placed various delicacies made with rare magic ingredients on the surface of the long table in order.

"Sir Anvis, today's lunch is abalone ice crystal shoots, cedar cheese toast, black pepper Mandura lamb chops, Misty Sea lobster salad, Ice Sea caviar tart, bright raspberry layer cake, star fruit ice cream..."

Staring blankly at this scene, Claire slowly lowered her head, glanced at the slightly dry toast in her hand, and then looked at the delicacies on the stone table on Avis' side, and suddenly felt the deep malice from this world.

When she looked at Avis again, her eyes were already filled with a silent accusation against the rich.

However, reflected in her eyes as clear as the ocean was the figure of the young man smiling and holding a bunch of toast, waving at her.

"Don't be stunned, Senior Sister Claire, come and eat together, that's the chair prepared for us. As an eighth-level professional, Mr. Joem doesn't need to eat these foods with low magic content."

On the other side, Joem had already arranged two sets of tableware with the decorative vase on the table, and stood behind one of the chairs again.

"By the way, we have one last dish--"

Under the girl's gaze, Avis walked to the campfire, picked up the already cooked pocket rabbit stew pot, and placed it in the center of the long stone table.

Then, he bowed slightly like a gentleman and elegantly asked the girl to take a seat first.

"Avis, do you always eat like this when you are outside?"

Sitting at the snow-white dining table, holding silver cutlery in his hands and a white napkin tied around his chest.

In a trance, the girl even had an illusion. It was as if she was not on an adventure in the wild, but suddenly returned to the high tower restaurant of the academy.

"Not bad, this is a simple meal prepared by the family for outdoor life. Since it is packed in a special fixed lunch box, I am more accustomed to calling it a 'box lunch'--"

Using a dinner knife to cut a piece of toast from the branch, Avis smiled and spoke.