"You are not dedicated enough. How can you not offer me a glass of bourbon? Are you worthy of your code name in the winery?" The original intention of organizing the cooking competition has been achieved. Feiton is in a good mood and has the best friendship among the muscular guys. Good Toru Amuro joked.
"It's a pity that I didn't choose the code name myself. I personally have no special preference for bourbon." Rather, bourbon has become Toru Amuro's most hated drink. "In addition, this is copied from the 1980 Totsuki. The Japanese dragon meat dish from the second menu of the Ten Elites is not suitable for drinking."
Feiton praised: "It is reasonable and well-founded, which is in sharp contrast to Noma and his son who can't even explain the technical points of the food they cook."
"Haha~" Toru Amuro smiled slightly.
He was already good enough to work in an ordinary small restaurant, and he had been focusing on honing his cooking skills in the past six months. How could those fighters who had never even held a kitchen knife compare to him?
Lilith, who had already picked up her chopsticks next to her, said unexpectedly: "Ah! This is the most delicious dish so far. I suddenly feel that Mephisto's proposal is very good. Will I be a chef in my hotel?"
"No, my level is still far behind that of professionals." Toru Amuro decided that he would rather die as a fellow Taoist than as a poor Taoist. Of course, what he said was the truth.
Lilith's eyes were as charming as silk, and she hinted in an extremely explicit way: "If you are not good at cooking, you can make up for it in other ways~"
"Uh, well..." Toru Amuro was a little panicked. He had been a cowherd and coaxed women, but he didn't have the confidence to surrender to a woman of Lilith's caliber!
"Save your strength, Lilith~" Mephisto mocked, "In his eyes, you are an ugly monster. Unless you use your charm ability, he won't be able to get hard."
Lilith said dissatisfied: "Tsk! This is the most annoying thing about ignorant mortals. It is obvious that the soul is the charm, but they only focus on sex superficially, forcing me to use magic for a long time to pretend to cater to their aesthetics." appearance!"
Yes, what Lilith pursues is not the negative distance friction between body and soul, but the contact of souls in the act of sexual friction. But because of this, it is extremely dangerous to have sexual relations with her. People with insufficient soul strength will directly The soul is in disarray.
"Speaking of which," Lilith's beautiful eyes flashed with a fierce light, "Mephisto, you're an 'old friend' and you're really good enough to encourage me to commit crimes, right?"
Mephisto pleaded innocent: "Excuse me, what are you referring to?"
"..." Lilith stopped talking, which was a sign that she was really angry.
But don't worry, neither of them is confident of winning. At best, they just dig holes in each other and won't really fight. After so many years, it can be regarded as a unique way of getting along with each other.
"I said, what are you talking about?" Feiton said angrily, holding the dragon meat covered in sauce, "Tasting a variety of original delicacies and giving fair and impartial ratings is a pleasant day. Recruitment Can the work be done where I can’t see it?”
"My fault~" Lilith immediately apologized with a smile.
"Ha~" Mephisto picked up the chopsticks and tasted Toru Amuro's dishes.
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Most of the muscleman's dishes are mediocre to the point of not even reaching the pass mark.
Yujiro Nomad's cooking is actually not very good, but the cooking process is very enjoyable to watch. The devil's back muscles beat the dragon's thighs wildly, which made the non-professional food judges other than Feiton add a few points to show their encouragement.
Inspired by his girlfriend, Kyogoku is probably the one who works hardest to learn cooking skills, and achieved good results with a dish of dragon meat and seafood noodles.
Unsurprisingly, the strongest chef in the muscle group is Toru Amuro, but due to the restriction of the top six points set by Feiton, he actually only won the runner-up prize.
——The above is the situation of the muscle group.
"This life-extending pill belongs to me personally? Does that mean I can use it freely?" This time the prize has nothing to do with Tony. Toru Amuro received it from Feton.
"No, either you take it on the spot, or you throw it on the ground, trample it to pieces, and enjoy the pleasure of treating time like dirt." Feiton said in a sinister way, "The reason is to protect the rights of all contestants. I don't believe in extra One more prize will feed someone.”
"...You can't blame me." Toru Amuro grinned. He received orders from the winery and the police to take back his personal share of the prize at the same time. He was still worried about how to hide it from the winery without revealing any flaws. Well, I didn’t expect it to be unfounded.
After taking it directly, since Amuro Toru is a young adult and exercises diligently, it only produces the feeling of "full of vitality throughout the body". There is no change in appearance, which is a bit disappointing.
Feiton added: "In addition, regardless of whether you are a national scientific research organization or an underground criminal organization, it is forbidden to regard contestants as research subjects. Once discovered, a tin man who cannot tolerate sand in his eyes will kill the entire family of the relevant personnel. , just like a year ago.”
Tony Stark: "???"
Toru Amuro himself has enough spirit of sacrifice, otherwise he would not take on the undercover job, but he had to care about the students of Totsuki Academy. After noticing Feton's goodwill, he said cooperatively: "Even with this warning, I think there will still be many people who take desperate risks..."
"What should we do? Do you need me to kill all the people on Earth outside of Yueyue Academy?" Feiton spread his hands and issued the most ferocious threat with the most innocent face, "Well, it's not that we can't do it. "
Toru Amuro had a hard time understanding, and gave advice to the representatives of major organizations who were staying at the venue as VIP audience: "Well, I think we should have hope in human nature. Besides, there is still a share of the prizes handed over to superiors. Research?”
"We'll see~" Feiton smiled slightly and turned to the next recipient, Kyogoku Makoto.
Mephisto greeted Toru Amuro: "Don't forget there is a gift here~"
Toru Amuro remembered Mephisto's true form, walked over to him, put on a smile and said, "Hello, Mephisto-dono."
"Look at the gifts Feiton has prepared for you. In addition to 'immortality', you are also pursuing 'the way to become stronger', right?" A skull appeared in Mephisto's hand and threw it to Toru Amuro, "Your prize It’s the soul of a low-level elf magician.”
"The soul of the elf magician——!?" Before Toru Amuro had time to think, black smoke suddenly erupted from the skull in his hand. He subconsciously threw it away and jumped back to distance himself.
The skull did not fall to the ground, and the black smoke formed a human body in some form that could not be explained by science...or, in other words, the body of a middle-aged male elf dressed in rustic medieval European style.
"Originally, I should have completely transferred the soul contract to you. Unfortunately, this would be harmful to you. The contract should remain in my hands. You can treat him as a slave." Mephisto likes to torture people with certain shortcomings. Mortal souls have little interest in contaminating holy souls with strength. In other words, this seemingly pitiful middle-aged male elf also has some problems. Toru Amuro will have problems if he is not careful.
Toru Amuro smiled bitterly and said: "I can understand that I can order him to teach me magic?"
"Of course~" Mephisto smiled sinisterly, "It's just that you do everything at your own risk... I don't take care of you like Feton does."
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
It is almost impossible to clean away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
