Tel wrote as he praised Jason.
Don’t know how to start a conversation?
Then lavishly compliment the other person, starting from their strengths.
This will earn you their favor, and during friendship, it will also allow you to understand them better.
Remembering his teacher’s teachings, Tel put them into practice with all his might.
That was how Jason had replied.
Tel’s quill paused in his writing, its tip nearly snapping off.
He subconsciously glanced at the corpses of the Sabie Aliens scouts and Assaulters.
Tel continued to praise.
"I plan to combine recent events to continue writing a new book."
Tel was startled as he thought of the ’Extraterrestrial Investigation Bureau’s’ confidentiality regulations.
Subconsciously, he was about to mention it.
However, after looking at the Broad Blade Cleaver in Jason’s hand, he sensibly swallowed the words that reached his mouth and spoke with a tone of surprise, "Really? I’m even more looking forward to your new book now!"
Isn’t there a confidentiality regulation?
But the other party was very tactful, because... of the bodies around?
Jason looked at Tel, continuing to maintain his style.
He didn’t change because of Tel, or give up the advantage of being in his own domain.
On the contrary, he would use such an advantage.
So, the next moment, as he wrote, Tel felt the air around him getting increasingly colder, and he couldn’t help but look up, just as the moonlight shone down perfectly. ʀÀΝօ𝖇Ɛ𝙨
In the pale moonlight, within a dense forest, stood a tall, strong figure holding a blood-dripping cleaver and wearing a hockey mask.
As Tel locked eyes with the cold eyes behind the mask, his hand shook while writing.
The feather quill he was using to write met its inevitable fate and broke.
"I haven’t written for a long time, getting a bit rusty."
While claiming this, Tel, who typically transcribed more than three scrolls each day, inched backwards and, without realizing it, held onto a parchment scroll with the palm that drew out a brand new quill.
"I am a wizard. When I write, I am accustomed to carrying a scroll, which makes my thinking more active," Tel explained.
"Indeed, when I sketch in the field while wearing a mask and holding a cleaver, the inspiration flows like a fountain," Jason nodded seriously.
Tel looked around and thought about the reviews of the realism in Jason’s books, suddenly feeling that what Jason said made a lot of sense.
However, Tel immediately shook his head.
I can’t let Jason’s words influence me!
I need to open up the situation, create new topics!
Thinking this, Tel decided to address the issue in the most common way.
"Do you need a late-night snack?"
"I know a good place."
"I’ll treat you in a bit."
Tel said with a smile.
"Great, I’m looking forward to it!"
Jason’s indifferent tone unintentionally rose a notch, and the faint oppressive atmosphere around them dissipated greatly.
At that moment, Tel heaved a sigh of relief internally.
Does he have a love for food?
He pondered, and then, as a member of the ’Clock Tower’ assigned to the ’Extraterrestrial Investigation Bureau,’ he began to press his advantage.
"The most famous restaurant in ’Cherry City’ is ’Cherry Hall,’ but the tastiest place is a private kitchen within a residential area called ’Food and Wine Pavilion.’
"However, it’s often hard to book a seat there because they regularly host industry ’competitions.’
"Thus, we’ll settle for second best and choose ’Tonyo Restaurant,’ which is also quite amazing."
"Of course, some people also choose ’Apa Tea,’ which is a rather odd restaurant that I don’t quite fancy."
"If you don’t mind, when I book a spot at ’Food and Wine Pavilion,’ let’s go together," Tel extended the invitation.
Jason nodded decisively.
When it comes to food, Jason wouldn’t refuse.
Seeing how straightforward Jason was, Tel started to laugh.
Has a passion for food, huh?
Such an ancient type is the easiest to handle!
Thinking this, Tel put away the scroll.
"I’ve contacted both of you."
"They will be here shortly," Tel stated.
In fact, they arrived even faster than Tel had anticipated.
A Knight in full armor, with a long sword on his waist, sprinted out from ’Cherry City’ as fast as an activated sedan.
As he noticed Tel waving, he directly leapt off the highway, heading in this direction.
But, evidently, he slowed down as he got closer.