In the lobby of the Royal School of Magic, moonlight shines in from the broken vault.
The slices of meat were placed on the hot stone surface, making a sizzling sound.
"Barbecue! Barbeque! Barbeque!"
A pair of eyes stared blankly at the golden meat pieces, just like hungry dogs looking at the meat bones in their master's hands.
Michel stuffed the piece of meat into his mouth in one gulp and let out a sigh of soul satisfaction.
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