As her connection with the [Sun-Averting Potted Plant] grew stronger, her loathing of sunlight increased by the day.
She had truly adopted a schedule of "if the moon stayed up, so did she."
Chen Lun left the warehouse with the twelve newly made Black Crystal Craft Puppets, then ordered them to disperse throughout the Winery and take part in patrol and security duties.
Then he returned to the Villa alone.
"Mr. Jack."
"Leader."
When the members of the Circus saw Chen Lun, they all put down their knives, forks, and spoons and greeted him respectfully.
"You've just come back from outside. Were you up all night?"
Noah asked curiously.
"Yes, I made some more Black Crystal Craft Puppets. I only just finished."
Chen Lun answered with a smile.
He took off his leather gloves and Black Hat and handed them to Connie, who wordlessly hung them on the coat rack in the corner.
After sitting down at the head of the table, Chen Lun did not immediately start breakfast. Instead, he turned toward Alexis and Antonio at one side. The former looked rather listless, mechanically stirring his meat soup with a spoon, while the latter sat like a person on an oversized reinforced metal chair, happily snorting a tune. Before him sat a plate of fine fodder specially prepared by Froy.
At a glance, he could make out ingredients including oat hay, chunks of radish, corn, bran, and sweet flag.
"Mr. Jack, this place is wonderful. Antonio really likes it here!"
Antonio the cow imitated everyone else's table manners, holding a spoon between his front hooves and clumsily shoveling food into his mouth as he spoke happily.
"Du... Fr... Miss Froy's food is delicious!"
He spoke in a deep, muffled human voice.
"I'm glad you like it, Antonio."
Chen Lun