Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 1266

Chapter 1266 Stuffed to the Brim

Josh and Hannah had never thought someone could be a bigger eater than Lilly and Jean. They watched on in shock as the King of Styx devoured plate after plate.

Lilly watched him eat with a smile on her face. “Are you full yet? I hope you won’t regret it

later.”

“Why would I?” the King of Styx said. “There’s nothing more enjoyable than having a full stomach!”

Bettany brought a full cake to the table. “Anyone want dessert?”

The King of Styx’s eyes sparkled. “Wow! Dessert!”

There’s no dessert in the underworld!

The other people around the table were already full. They each took a small piece of cake so the matriarch of the family wouldn’t be disappointed. The King of Styx, on the other hand, ate slice after slice. He didn’t want to stop!

Bettany was delighted. Her family barely ate dessert, which limited her chances to flaunt her cooking skills.

With the King of Styx around, she could cook so much more!

“Are

you

done with the cake? Do you want some milk tea?” Bettany asked.

“Sure!” the King of Styx replied. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

A while later, she asked again, “Are you feeling bloated? Do you want some yogurt?”

“Of course!”

“How about some ice cream to wash it down?”

“Ice cream! Yay!”

Later at night, Bettany asked again, “You’ve eaten a lot. Have some fruit to help with your digestion!”

*… Okay…”

Before Bettany went to bed, she said, “I made some caramel pudding for supper. This is yours!”

After everyone went to bed, the King of Styx was still pacing around the yard. He was too full to lie down.

As Lilly said, he was beginning to regret it…

He realized that Bettany was a culinary artist desperate for an outlet. If he hadn’t been there, she might even feed the food to the dogs!

While having that thought, the King of Styx shot a glance at the wolfhound in the kennel. It seemed to be smirking at him.

In the Palace of Emperor Prosper in the underworld, Polly stood on Pablo’s shoulder and complained loudly, “I’m not her favorite bird anymore! Why didn’t she bring me home with her?”

Pablo was unperturbed. “She nearly forgot about her mother too.”

“Waah! This isn’t fair! Wait, she forgot about you too! She forgot about her master! I don’t. feel so bad anymore!”

Pablo tried very hard to keep cool. “I’m here to bring you there.”

The people from the Crawford family treasured their time with Lilly together. He could watch them from upstairs and not disturb them.

“Hey, check it out! Tortoise is forgotten too! I wonder who’s the sad little animal?” Polly said.

Pablo resisted the urge to throw the noisy bird at the wall.

Tortoise was still in the Palace. He nibbled on the reeds and ate little fish. When he was tired, he floated lazily along the clear stream.

It was a relaxing life.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice. “Oh hey there! Rookie Tortoise!”

Polly landed on Tortoise’s back and bent over to look him in the eye. “Hey! Do you miss me? Don’t you have anything more important to do? Let me tell you, I’m already instated as an avian soul collector, and I’ve been traveling independently on official business! How about you, Rookie?”

“Oh, there’s the other Rookie too! I wonder how Bellflower is. She’s probably still the same cat, but I’m more than just a bird now!”

Pablo picked Tortoise up and thought for a bit.

He’s probably too focused on cultivating. Right, I should bring Mrs. Crawford some local produce.

Pablo went to the backyard. The free-range chickens raised hell, and the cod in the river splashed about…

“I should pick some mushrooms too.”

“The soul retrieval herb is in season now. It should be delicious when sautéed.”

“Oh? There’s a big patch of terminal flowers. I should pluck some and make some mead.”

After collecting the presents, Pablo went around the Palace to make sure that everything was in order.

He left the Palace with Polly chattering along the way, intending to reach the Crawford residence before Christmas.

Lilly leaned against the window and stared at the blizzard outside.

The room was warm. Josh and Hannah were talking about their experiences at school.

Lisa joined in the children’s conversation. The uncles stayed away from the children’s room, though they brought snacks from time to time.

Instead, they spent their time with Jean. They had so much to talk about.

Matthan was rolling on the bed. Occasionally, he would laugh and coo as though he understood what the older children were talking about.

Lilly glanced at the World Mirror occasionally.

Where is Master? When will he come back?