�Um, so���

Considering Lian�s power (the power of camouflage), I picked out a few good ones.

�Please give me Pumong, 3 servings of Garbancho, and a large giraffe.�Will it be sooner?�

The menu board was collected without an answer.

�Except for demons like Preta, they don�t eat human flesh, so you can rest assured.�I don�t know if it will suit your taste because it�s an ingredient that doesn�t exist in reality.�

Garbancho was an offal salad, and Kirinja was a steak the size of a horse�s thigh.

After placing the food, Paromedon brought the bone cup to the mummified man�s face.

When he pressed his left eye, light green juice poured out of the man�s mouth.

�Come on, it�s Pumong.�

Despite the cold treatment of the host, their stomachs were ready to digest any food.

Rian asked as she cut the giraffe into large pieces.

�By the way Sirone, do you have any money?�Isn�t Yahweh giving it away for free?�

�Of course it is.�

Sirone took out �Death�, the currency of hell.

�Where did you get it?�

�I had it from the beginning.�Gold coins in real life become chips with skulls in Hell.�Call this Death.�

�Money and death.�

�In the past, there was a tradition of putting money into the hands of the dead.�I thought I had to pay the boatman for the boat to cross the impassable river.�He needed money to die.�That�s where �death� came from.�Of course, it seems that the central bank of the chemical corporation is producing it now.�

The smell of meat was strong, but the food was edible, and the pumong was subtly sweet.

Just when the dishes were all emptied, the door slammed open and demons entered.

�Is Yahweh here?�

It seemed that the demons who had left the store after seeing Sirone for the first time were bragging about it in the streets.

While I was watching with my mouth closed with Pumong, a demon resembling a rhino approached.

He pulled out the chair between Sirone and Lian and sat down, resting his chin on the table and said.

�Heh heh, is it true?�In fact, it looks filthy and unlucky.�What are you doing here?�

�You eat.�I can not see?�

�I see.�looks very good�So you�re asking�Depending on the answer���

The demon�s fist on the table turned black and a thorn like a mace came out.

�Maybe I can show you?��Sirone, who made a handkerchief out of material, calmly wiped his lips and then turned his head.

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