Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

After finalizing the plan, Cecil temporarily left the banquet hall. Although the banquet was nominally held to celebrate his achievements, most of the participants' attention was not on Cecil.

In fact, if Cecil wanted to, he could always steal the limelight from Alex and Osarino by giving a speech, bragging about his achievements, showing off his trophies, etc. But it was obvious that Cecil had no interest in performing in front of these "two-faced people" as he called them. He believed that those who could become his allies would not become more loyal because of his performance, and those who could not become his allies would not change their positions because of a speech. Sending a letter to invite them to come was already a polite gesture.

Cecil's reason for leaving the banquet hall was very simple. He wanted to leave here to make further arrangements. He brought some men with him when he came to the meeting, but he left them outside.

After Cecil left, Howard also left his seat. Finally, he came to the stairs leading to the second floor, but did not go up. Instead, he just walked up a few steps and leaned on them seemingly casually, while still holding a glass of sparkling wine in his hand.

He was watching Christina, waiting for any gesture she might make.

The real killer move in Howard's plan for Christina wasn't the poison, but the backup plan. Even the most cautious people only plan for common sense. For example, a person might be killed by a meteorite while walking. But this doesn't make sense, and the probability is too small. Therefore, even the most cautious people wouldn't make a plan to prevent being killed by a meteorite. If you have to plan for even such a low-probability event, then someone might choke to death while drinking water. If you can even plan for being killed by a meteorite, how about you? Then the problem will never end.

Similarly, in this operation, the power outage caused by Om Messiah was unreasonable. Alex might have been wary of Christina, kept a distance from her, and treated everything she handed over with caution, but he would never have thought that the banquet hall would suddenly lose power, let alone that Christina would take advantage of this power outage to overturn the table. Howard was confident that ordinary people would never be able to defend against this combination of punches.

In the center of the banquet hall, after listening to Christina's words, Osarino was obviously trying to suppress his emotions and try to keep his tone normal, and then he said: "Well, Christina, can you give me the things my sister left for me now?"

"I hope so, but I didn't know you would be attending the party before I came, so I didn't bring the gift with me." Christina pretended to be a little embarrassed, and then said, "But don't worry, I will send someone to deliver this gift to Miss Margaret as soon as the party is over."

"No!" Unexpectedly, Osarino, who had always been in a dominant position, decisively rejected Christina's proposal. Then he realized his rudeness and apologized to Christina: "I'm sorry, I was too excited, but, but I don't feel comfortable leaving this thing with anyone else. If possible, I'd like to arrange a time and I'll pick it up in person."

After saying that, Osarino looked at Magline. All his current schedules were arranged by Magline... or rather, by the people behind Magline. If he wanted to go to Christina's residence in person to pick up that thing, he had to get the consent of Magline and the people behind her.

Margoline hesitated. It wasn't that it was difficult for her to agree to this request, because even if she didn't ask Cecil, she could take Osarino to visit Christina. But she always felt that something was wrong from the conversation between Christina and Osarino... Of course, this didn't mean that she doubted Christina. If Christina was really lying, she would be the one to help cover up the lie instead of exposing it... She was hesitating. She didn't know if agreeing to Osarino's request rashly would disrupt some of Cecil's secret deployments.

It was Alex's turn to speak again. "Master Osarino, please don't give Miss Maglin any trouble. If you trust me, I'd be happy to do this for you. If necessary, I can record the entire process and connect with her in real time."

Margarine's attitude made it clear, so Osarino had no reason to refuse Alex's offer. He could only sigh and say, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Alex. I trust you. You don't need to record anything or provide any proof."

Alex looked at Christina: "Christina, what do you think?"

Christina, of course, agreed.

Alex then said to Osarino solemnly: "Sir Osarino, I swear to you on my name that I will hand over to you what Miss Christina gave me intact."

After making a promise to Osarino, the topic naturally shifted from Osarino and Alex to Alex and Christina. Alex said, "Christina, let's set a time."

After a moment's thought, Christina replied, "Three days from now, Uncle Alex, please come see me in the afternoon of three days from now. I happen to have an afternoon free."

Then she added, "And, if possible, I hope you can stay a little longer. I have something I want to ask you."

"If there's anything I can do to help, you can tell me here," Alex said with a smile.

"Well... okay," Christina said. "Uncle Alex, do you remember the liqueur you taught me to mix the last time we met? I've tried several times since then, but haven't been successful. When I add whipped cream or egg yolks, it always forms a lot of flocs, no matter how I try."

Alex didn't need any time to think before recalling his conversation with the girl a few years ago. He immediately replied, "Did you use strong liquor from the beginning? Alcohol will destroy proteins, so we only use low-alcohol liquor at the beginning, and we have to shake it thoroughly after adding the light cream, otherwise it will separate into layers."

Christina shook her head and said, "I strictly followed the steps you gave me, but I failed no matter what. I'm starting to doubt whether I have the talent for this."

"Don't let this little setback discourage you." Alex instinctively encouraged the person before him. Then, he seemed a little puzzled. "Normally, blending this kind of wine shouldn't present so many problems... Christina, did you use normal utensils? Did you choose anything made with lead or copper?"

Christina continued to deny it, so Alex rubbed his chin and said, "That's interesting..."

At this point, he casually glanced at the nearby bar, then said, "Is this okay? Christina, here are all the ingredients and tools for mixing that wine. I'll guide you on how to make it and find any problems at the same time."