Palmer in front of him looked like he was cooked and he didn't feel restrained at all for Dikao's barbecue. He just ate it wildly with a fork.

Lilith next to him gradually began to grin at him, and the murderous aura in her eyes became heavier and heavier.

"Don't look at me like that, I can't eat much." Palmer smiled at Lilith, "I'm just a human after all."

"You've eaten several pieces," Lilith said with her teeth bared.

"It's okay, I'm rich in honey in the woods. I'll give you some of it." Palmer said.

"Okay." Lilith nodded and turned to wait for Dikao's next barbecue.

The entire church square was filled with the smell of barbecue, which made many paladins next to them swallow their saliva subconsciously.

Seeing their archbishop eating casually there, knowing that it was not poisonous, I couldn't help but discuss with each other whether to catch a fish and bake it by myself.

But without Dikao's seasoning, how could it be roasted to produce this flavor?

Palmer really didn't expect that a demon would have such skills. Generally speaking, they only eat raw food directly.

But now he didn't bother to ask about this, just enjoying the food in front of him with peace of mind.

"I can't figure it out at all," Dikao squatted beside him and brushed the seasoning on the barbecue. "How did you reach the seventh level with such a lazy personality?"

"Oh, let it go." Palmer waved his hand, "Don't force yourself to do things you don't like."

"What about?" Dikao asked.

"Eat and sleep well, do whatever you want," Palmer replied. "Don't do things that are too troublesome."

“It’s a cumbersome fight?”

"Of course, it's so painful that I'm not comfortable at all." Palmer looked disgusted, "This is the most troublesome thing, okay?"

This made Dikao feel a little curious: "What do you usually do?"

"Well, eat at the right time, sleep at the right time, and lie down when you have nothing to do." Palmer replied, "If you are bored, go to the sky and look at the extraterrestrial sky."

“It feels very leisurely.”

"Yes, don't worry about extra errands, don't think about too many useless things, and relax yourself from time to time to feel the comfort and harmony of life." Palmer nodded, "To be honest, otherwise don't fight. Let's go to the extraterrestrial starry sky to lie down and chat for a while."

"I……"

"I tell you, you must not know, right?" Palmer said in a bewitching tone. "When you fly to the extraterrestrial starry sky, you can't feel the fall! In other words, even if you put away your wings, you can lie in the air..."

"No, it's definitely no gravity when it's flying out of the atmosphere..." Dikao complained.

"What is gravity?" Palmer looked curious.

"That's..." Dikao thought for a while, "It's the planet we are in, it has an attraction to everything. Have you heard of gravity magic? It's that, so the fruit on the tree will fall down instead of flying up..."

"Hey? A very novel view!" Palmer opened his eyes wide, looking curious about the baby, "And your word is very interesting, the planet... Our world is indeed a big ball..."

"Okay, okay, let's have a meal!" Dikao didn't want to talk to him about these common sense things, so he handed over a bottle of happy water to try to block his mouth.

"What is this?" Palmer took it and sniffed it, "It seems not made of blood."

Seeing Dikao and the others drinking, he also looked up and took a sip. When a bubble exploded in his mouth, he suddenly opened his eyes: "It's delicious!"

"Well, eat and drink well, and fight well after all!" Dikao nodded.

"Oh, I really don't understand you. What's the best way to fight?" Palmer complained while drinking, "If I had the skill of you, it would be fine for me not to go out for several years. I would catch fish here every day and roast it yourself..."

Dikao sat on the ground: "I always thought the Archbishop was killed in the bloody storm, but I didn't expect there would be otaku like you!"

"Although I don't know what you mean, I hate fighting and killing the most," Palmer said, savoring the fish in his mouth, "I just went to the seventh level naturally."

"It seems that health preservation methods are more or less useful." Dikao whispered.

The two of them ate and chatted, and soon Palmer ate almost the same food. After all, humans' appetite is not as powerful as the demons and dragons.

After patting his stomach gently, Palmer stood up and stretched: "I'll go for a walk, and then take a nap. I'll come to you when I'm done!"

As he said that, regardless of what Dikao answered, he actually took a walk.

And he was walking slowly along the edge of the island with his hands on his back, followed by a churchman, holding a tray with tea on it.

Looking at his appearance, Dikao nodded: "The seventh-level strong men have begun to take good care of themselves. Should I take a rest as well?"

Thinking of this, he turned his head and said, "Labelle, we have been coming out for a long time, right?"

"Well, it's been more than ten years." Raber nodded and replied.

"It's been more than ten years..." Dikao looked up at the sky, "Let's go back when this matter is over. No need to fly, let's go back all the way."

"As for order!" Raber nodded and agreed.

...

After twenty minutes of walking, Palmer yawned and prepared to go back to bed.

Turning his head and seeing Dikao had finished eating in the square, surprisingly, he didn't throw the rest anywhere, but instead asked Rabel to throw it all back into the sea.

Although he was surprised that there was a demon who had this kind of personality, Palmer didn't think too much about it. He went upstairs with a delicate look, went back to the room and lay down, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep for a while.

Dikao in the square looked at the quiet church, as if he knew that the Archbishop took a nap at this time, so there was no sound around him, and even the paladins around him stopped patrolling.

Seeing this scene, Dikao suddenly felt a prank mentality coming to his mind.

"Rabel, he wants to be quiet. This is not OK. I have to find a way to make him happy."

"My king, please give me!" said Rabel.

"snort."

Dikao grinned, the space ring flashed, and a black piano had appeared on the square.

Then there were drums and violins.

Dikao opened the score he had written over the years, turned to one of the pages and handed it to Label and Lilith: "Today, let's play this together!"

In the past ten years, Dikao has not given up teaching Lilith's music. Now her violin level is quite good.

Although it is not as good as a professional violinist in the orchestra, it is not much different.

Labelle's drum set is OK, at least it's okay to keep up with him.

The paladins and magicians who were resting around the square looked at these alien races with curiosity, not knowing what they were trying to do.

They don't know these things, nor do they understand them.

Dikao sat in front of the piano and looked at Rabel and Lilith on both sides: "Are you ready?"

"no problem!"

"Okay, huh!"

"Then start!"

As he finished speaking, Dikao's fingers were already pressing on the keys. At almost the same time, the violin on Lilith's shoulder also made a sound, which was accurately integrated with the piano sound, and Rabel cut into the drum beats next to him.

A brightly rhythmic song instantly resounded across the entire square, attracting everyone's attention almost the moment it sounded.

Many people don’t know the name of this song in Dikao’s previous life, but when it comes to Pirates of the Caribbean, the passionate melody will sound in many people’s minds.

To the paladins next to them, Dikao's fingers seemed to twitch on the keys.

But every time I press the keys, the sound made is combined with the two instruments next to me to form a piece of music that they have never heard before, but are reluctant to stop.

The passionate melody resounded throughout the square, and some paladins turned their heads and looked towards the church.

The sound of this music is definitely not small, and if it is not done properly, it will wake the archbishop.

You should know that the Archbishop was angry when he woke up. Last time he was woken up, he threw more than a dozen people into the sea.

However, after carefully looking at the people in the square, they were determined to stop them, but in the end they gave up. After all, they couldn't afford to offend the sixth-level strong men.

In fact, Dikao originally planned to come to the Pacific Rim music, but it would be difficult to achieve that kind of music without electric guitar and bass.

Essentially, some music really requires electronic music to truly interpret the feeling you want.

In fact, many people tend to associate electronic music with tuhi, but this is purely a style issue.

Many people may not know that electronic music and African drums are also added to the old version of Journey to the West.

Different music has different styles. Tuhe cannot represent a certain kind of music or instrument, it is just a style.

While the passionate melody resounded in the square, more and more paladins and magicians had arrived at the outside of the square and were whispering to each other about what was going on.

But no one dared to walk forward to interrupt Dikao and his friends' performance, and gradually, it seemed that they were already quiet in the music.

The songs were not too long. After a few minutes, the three of them raised their hands and the music stopped completely.

"Smack it..."

A single applause suddenly rang out from behind, and Dikao turned his head slightly and saw Palmer clapping his hands and walking over.

"Didn't you go for a nap?" Dikao grinned.

"How can you sleep when you listen to such music?" Palmer asked with a smile, then walked over and looked at the instruments in the hands of the three of them, "You did this?"

"Well," Dikao nodded, "and there are more."

"How about teaching me?" Palmer asked.
To be continued...