Chapter 881: Chapter 44 Ji Qing’s Emotions and QQ Space

Late at night, on the wilderness.

The orange flames danced in the wind, bringing a bit of warmth in the darkness. A pot cooking mushrooms and cured meat gurgled, emitting the aroma of food.

Xili and Celebrian sat around the campfire, staring intently at the inviting thick soup in the pot, continually swallowing saliva.

Having traveled continuously for days without a meal.

Both of them were the weakest in the team, far from reaching the Deities Realm of self-circulating Magic Power, hence the feeling of hunger was inevitably strong.

After a wait, Xili’s patience began to wane:

“Isn’t it ready yet?”

“Just a bit longer.”

Luo En spoke in a relaxed manner, then timed his action, opened the Magic Circle Diagram, and sprinkled salt, chopped parsley, rosemary, and other seasonings into the pot.

Instantly, a rich fragrance wafted through the air, stirring up a hunger in the stomach.

As the delicious mushroom and meat soup was ladled into bowls, Xili and Celebrian immediately grabbed the toasted soft and crispy bread, dipping it into the soup and relishing their meal.

Even Rose, a deity herself, couldn’t help but set aside her dignity and joined the meal.

Although the three ladies didn’t overtly comment, their silent eating was enough to prove that Luo En’s culinary skills had conquered their taste buds and stomachs.

After all, although Greece, where Luo En was born, isn’t renowned for its cuisine, it was decent enough to be considered consumable. Coupled with his natural culinary bonus as a successor to the God of Stove, Hestia, he could certainly give these Nordic bumpkins a taste of something exquisite.

As it’s known, due to harsh living conditions, ancient Nordics were almost completely disconnected from gourmet food.

Moreover, Nordic people were keen on inventing some horrific dishes to preserve food as much as possible.

Icelandic fermented shark, Norwegian pickled trout, Swedish surstromming… all these are Nordic dietary products in later ages, holding significant places in the world of dark cuisine.

After a whirlwind meal, a well-fed Luo En got up to take a walk for digestion.

By the campfire, thereafter, Xili belched contentedly, rubbing her plump belly, and sincerely exclaimed while watching Luo En walk away:

“When I return to Cintra, I must ask my grandmother to change our chefs, their cooking is simply inedible!”

Celebrian nodded in agreement beside her.

Although elves prefer vegetarian food, after all, the issue is that processed food is too unnatural, not aligning with their taste and aesthetics.

If only the chefs in the Royal Palace could cook like this, she would gladly eat meat every day.

Seeing the two dreaming, Rose couldn’t help but sneer:

“It’s easy to change chefs, but finding one of the same caliber might not be.”

Among the three, only she vaguely guessed the identity of this gentleman.

Given his performance along the way, he was at least a Chief God.

In terms of prestige, human and elf princesses are nothing in front of him.

Having the opportunity to eat a meal cooked personally by this gentleman was indeed a great fortune; finding another chef of his standard in the Nine Great Kingdoms would be nearly impossible.

Xili and Celebrian realized this too, and immediately felt disheartened.

Seeing their friends looking dejected, Rose suddenly switched tone:

“However, if you want to eat delicious food like this every day, it’s not entirely impossible.”

“What?”

Xili instantly perked up, eagerly inquiring.

Being the youngest in the team, her worldly desires and curiosity were undoubtedly the strongest.

On the other hand, as the most cunning:

“It’s simple, why don’t you marry him?”

Hearing the answer, and seeing the mischievous smile on Rose’s face, Xili suddenly realized:

“Hey, you’re teasing me!”

Saying so, the embarrassed and angry swordswoman used the untaught Dragon Claw Hand to grab at the abundant ‘Fruit’ in Rose’s embrace, intending to inflict a harsh squeezing.

However, Rose, being an assassin, reacted much quicker, pulling Celebrian in front of her as a shield.

“Bang!”

With a dull thud, Xili drew her hands back in pain, casting a resentful look at her friend:

“In the future, eat more. You’re harder than a steel plate; it hurt my hand.”

…

The strong-willed Celebrian, always wanting to be ahead, couldn’t tolerate such embarrassing comments, immediately stood up with a dark face, and chased after her friend.

“Don’t get excited, don’t get excited, I didn’t mean to look down on you,” Xili said while running and trying to placate Celebrian, “You’re still young, you might grow larger in the future, you might even surpass Rose.”

“Not likely though, I’m a Dark Elf, she’s a Light Elf, different bloodlines. Plus, this kind of thing depends on talent, if there’s no potential as a child, there won’t be when you grow up,” Rose said, instigating from the sidelines.

“What’s so great about being large? Be careful of sagging!” Xili glared at Rose, issuing a spiteful curse.

“That’s right, sagging isn’t something you’ll have to worry about,” Rose’s eyes swept over the two’s mostly flat terrains, jokingly mocking, while deliberately lifting her ample bosom in front of Xili and Celebrian as a show of dominance.

In the animal kingdom, females often compete over beauty and reproduction.

Clearly, in the nurturing aspect, Rose was the undisputed winner.