A God Killed Me By Accident, But I Reincarnated As The 4th Son Of The Marquis

Volume 6.5 Chapter 47: You Smell Like Her

Volume 6.5 Chapter 47: You Smell Like Her

Volume 6.5 Chapter 47: You Smell Like Her

"Alright! I'm going to be off now! You guys should be safe!" Keith waved his hand, prepared to leave. However, Herrick and Melor grabbed his feet,

"Keith! Please!" "Come on!"

Not this again. Keith could only shake his head, "I told you before I would cook for you guys later."

"But we want some now!"

"You guys are being clingy for no reason!" Maybe I should ban it. Keith sighed. The dragator meat had become something Herrick and Melor craved.

"It's the most delicious thing in the world."

"You said that about the variant."

"This is the most delicious lizard!" Melor changed it up!

"..." I'm not dealing with this. Keith looked up, "Nephele!"

"On it!" Nephele grabbed the two by the shoulders and chucked them back. They were like a sack of potatoes.

"Alright, I'm going to go now." Keith waved his hand again as he headed to the spot. As he started to cook,

"Keith!" "Hello, Craig!" Keith waved his hand at the giant.

"This is quite the place." Craig looked at the cart and was interested. Groa nodded, "Right, Leader?" But he got hit in the head by him,

"Don't try to act coy. You were trying to hide this from us!"

"What?"

"Groa ran away from us, and we had a long game of cat and mouse." Craig and the others were really tired. As they asked him, he made a run for it! That bearman wasn't planning to tell them anything! They could never enter his sanctuary! Yôur favorite stories at novelhall.com

"I see." Keith chuckled when he heard that, "What would you guys like to order?"

"But we want them now!" Herrick and Melor started to whine. That caused Keith's eyes to twitch. Are the two of you kidding me? But as they were doing this, Herrick's eyes locked onto Finrandor.

"Huh?"

"What's the matter, young one." Finrandor stared at Herrick. Naturally, he knew who he was. He definitely looks a lot like his father.

"Mister, are you related to someone I know?"

"Hmm?"

"You kinda remind me of this elf I know." Herrick sniffed him, "And you smell like her as well."

"Maybe it's because I'm using the same perfume as her!" Finrandor started to sweat. His nose is so sharp!

"No, it's not perfume. It's something else." Herrick thought deeply, but Keith shook his head, "Herrick, it's rude to sniff someone like that."

"Oh, sorry about that." Herrick scratched his head.

"It's fine. I should get going now." Finrandor didn't hesitate and quickly left. Lindor bowed, "Sorry about that."

"It's fine."

"Oh my god, I thought I blew my cover!" Finrandor grabbed his chest. His heart almost jumped out from fright.

"That boy has such a good nose."

"Just like his father." A dark expression formed on Finrandor's face. Just thinking about it was enough to make him furious.

"But that kid knows how to apologize?" That was shocking since it was his son!

"Umm,"

"I told you two no!" The roar from Keith made the two turn their heads. They could see the two holding onto his legs.

"Never mind, he's probably more annoying than him."