Mo Li did not know what he actually thinks, things went much easier than he thought, but because it was so easy, Mo Li was anxious, always feeling that these nobles could not be so generous to help themselves just because of a favor.

Honestly, Mo Li does not like to talk much with people who he does not know well. The goal has been achieved, the negotiations have been smoothly achieved, he should also be leaving, but how this Mr. Count keeps catching himself to talk endlessly?

Not only did he not give him the opportunity to say goodbye, but the topic of conversation with him was also unusually subtle.

"How old are you, Mo Li?"

"Fifteen."

"Fifteen years old, do you have a close female friend? You unilaterally have a good feeling also count."

"..........." This question is as straightforward as 'do you have a girlfriend or someone you like'.

What, is this to introduce me to one or what? And what do you have to do with whether I have a girlfriend or not, are we familiar with each other?

Mo Li raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

"If you have, hurry up, when I'm at your age I was already engaged ....... Oh, I forgot to tell you, I actually had a wife, she passed away, and did not leave me a child or something."

"Ahem." It must be said that this Count gentleman is really a chatterbox that the escort next to him, Rocco, cough a few times tried to stop him.

This time even Rocco could not understand what the hell Norma was talking about.

Didn't we agreed that you have to ask a few questions and take tough measures when necessary? How did it suddenly become a family reunion? Rocco had no idea, why the new master's attitude has changed so quickly, but is it he trying to catch a big fish with a long line?

Mo Li is also confused, these questions are confusing to him, so he does not know how to answer.

In fact, he would like to spit out "Are we know each other well? Don’t you not feel inappropriate asking these questions? I will answer these questions to a stranger? "

"If not, it is better to find one as soon as possible, marriage and children is a big deal, fifteen years old, it’s not a young age in the noble family, it is time to consider the issue of succession ........"

"Sir Norma, your question seems to be a little subtle." Without waiting for Norma to continue, Rocco interrupted Norma's speech.

"Huh? Is that so." Norma froze, he also noticed the odd look on Mo Li's face at this moment, then realized that his behavior seemed to be a bit too much, and coughed dryly twice to cover up his embarrassment.

"Sorry sorry sorry, my question was abrupt, ahaha, I accidentally said too much, you don't mind it, right?"

"Well, no harm." Mo Li nodded plainly, not noticing the change in his title for himself. "Then, I'll trouble Mr. Norma to do me a favor."

"It's just a trivial matter, there is no need to bother about it."

Next to him, Rocco's face also began to look odd.

"I have to attend classes tomorrow, so I'll go back first." The scene was silent for a moment, Mo Li got up at the right time and made a request to say goodbye.

"Ah, you're leaving now? There's no hurry, look, it's already this time of the day, let's eat dinner before you go." Norma said with a smile. "My fault, talking without realize the time passes, and ........"

Norma sized up Mo Li's clothing, revealing a somewhat playful smile. "At this time, Mr. Mo Li probably can't find a place to eat, can he?"

The implication is that your condition is not very good, you need to seize the chance to have a free meal

"........." Mo Li did not speak, just more and more can’t see this Norma heart and what he is thinking.

It's not possible to poison the food to kill him.

His identity and status, plus there is an expert besides him, to kill a small civilian is easy-peasy, no need to poison.?

Just do it, and no one will care about an extra corpse in the slum.

What is this noble grandfather wants to do?

Taking care of the spot thing and a free meal, Mo Li don’t believe that he did not have anything in mind.

"Mr. Norma."

"Ah, I am."

"....... Me and you, do we know each other before?"

"No, we don't." Norma's expression didn't look like he was lying.

Then why do you keep on showing me, a powerless civilian, your goodwill? Is that good for you?

Mo Li was alerted.

He suddenly remembered his own death in the previous life, is because he believed in the nobleman, a rage for the beauty but ended up in a dead body.

If this Norma is also trying to use him, then wait for it ........

As for those meals, let's see how it goes first.

Humph, the nobleman's meals, starving to death, die outside or jumping from here and he will definitely not eat a bite.

"Eh well, it smells good." Enough to sit more than thirty people in front of the long table, Mo Li swallowed and gobbled, ate like a starving beast.

He did not know what is called etiquette, and when he saw the table full of exquisite delicacies that he had never even seen before, the knife and fork in his hand turned into two lightning bolts.

Several hours without food, made him extremely hungry.

Norma did not say anything, holding the red wine smiling at the fierce stuffed and swallowing Mo Li, see the dishes on the table is almost finished, so secretly ordered the maid below to let the chef add dishes.

".........." Rocco, who is responsible for Norma's security, looked at the dinner plates that were stacked higher and higher in silence, and his expression towards Mo Li became more and more subtle.

He is not one of those undereducated civilians, as a direct line of the Pope's personal guard, he has fought with certain inhumane hunting creatures, so he knows that such creatures as mythical species are real.

This is not at all the amount of food that a human can eat if this teenager's stomach is a human stomach, it would be burst.

Rocco had a guess in his heart, but didn’t say it, turned to look at his master, who acted as if he did not notice the abnormality, still smiling happily.

"How about the food, are you full." After he finished his meal, Norma smiled gently and looked at Mo Li who was paralyzed on the bench with a happy face.

"Well, 80% full, 80% full." Mo Li waved his hand and slowed down his tone only after noticing that his tone was wrong, the feeling of being warm and full made him slightly complacent, which made him just remember that he was in the lair of the nobles.

"It's getting late, I think I should go."

"Oh, then I won’t keep you, by the way, in the future, if you are hungry, you can come to here to eat, but still pay some attention, do not let certain people with the intention to see you."

".......... I know." His tone and expression made the doubts in Mo Li's heart deeper, but he did not show it.