"so..."
"what can I do?"
After hearing about Erina's situation, Zhao Fuyu's expression became more solemn, and then he began to ask.
What the King of Food cannot do, he may not be able to do.
But even Nakiri Senzaemon couldn't believe this kind of thing. He just thought of something and felt that Zhao Fuyu might be able to help.
"Brother Fuyu, I won't be polite."
Standing still in the corridor, Nakiri Senzaemon obviously didn't expect that the two of them would get to the main topic of the conversation so quickly. In this case, he might as well open up and speak openly.
"You also know that the Nakiri family has a long heritage, but the God's Tongue can only appear in the next generation after me."
"Because I have entered the realm of the King of Food, my bloodline has been purified several times, reappearing the pure blood of my ancestors."
"That's why we now have the talent of God's Tongue that has adapted to the times!"
Speaking of this, Nakiri Senzaemon was calm, without any exaggeration or complacency.
But to be able to break into the realm of the Food King and reproduce the blood of the ancestors, just by hearing a few words from him, one can imagine how high-spirited the Food Demon King was at that time.
He must be a peerless and unruly person worthy of the title of Demon King.
"As for the name of the ancestor, I think even though little brother Fuyu is from Zhongzhou, he must have heard about it."
When the name of his ancestor was mentioned, even Nakiri Senzaemon couldn't help but look a little brighter.
"It's...the Kusanagi clan!"
Hearing such secrets, Zhao Fuyu couldn't help but show a hint of emotion even with his knowledge.
The three clans of Kusanagi, Hachishajo, and Yata are all descendants of Susanoo. Later, they were gradually divided into three tribes: Kusanagi, Hachijou, and Yata. They are the heirs of the three sacred weapons!
When I think about the great god who is now looming behind the officialdom, it is not surprising at all that the Nakiri clan now rules the business world of Tosakura.
After Nakiri Senzaemon entered the realm of the Heavenly King, his blood returned to his ancestors and was purified, and the talent of God's Tongue was born among his descendants. Now it seems to be a matter of course.
However, such a bloodline naturally carries full responsibilities.
The only problem is that the great god has now given up his past identity and has sublimated his authority. Although he once again became the great royal god, he no longer needs the blood of descendants for worship.
This means that the descendants of the bloodline who could originally serve as sacrifices can now only rely on their own abilities to resolve the responsibilities of the bloodline.
This is also a drink and a peck, and the world turns around.
And the trouble that Erina is facing now is exactly the price that needs to be paid for this kind of gift. The deeper the gift, the higher the price.
Unless you can fully master this gift!
Zhao Fuyu's mind was full of thoughts, but Nakiri Senzaemon's words did not stop.
The point of inviting him over soon came to mind.
"Unlike gourmet autophagy, Erina's condition is difficult to control with food."
"With my cooking, unless you cook a mysterious dish every month, otherwise..."
Senzaemon shook his head, this was naturally impossible.
Even for the king of gourmet food, the secret level cuisine cannot be cooked casually. The precious ingredients are one thing, and the use of food spirits also requires effort.
Cooking once a month is already the limit, and Senzaemon cannot devote all the time to his granddaughter. This is his responsibility as the first king of Tozakura.
However, if the spread of God's cells cannot meet the needs of those cells, Erina will soon become a mummy, and may even continue to degenerate into a state of immortality.
Since it is a god's cell, it will naturally not let its host die, but if it cannot control the god's cell, it will have to wait for a long time to adjust.
Then he continued to absorb the free energy between heaven and earth, and slowly grew up.
By then, I'm afraid even Nakiri Senzaemon will be old, and I don't know how many years it will be.
This is obviously something that cannot happen.
So when Senzaemon invited Zhao Fuyu to come, what he valued was his other identity, not the identity of the Lord of the Hundred Demons, but...the identity of the divine envoy and divine sacrifice!
"I want you to sacrifice Erina Nakiri..."
"Become a god in advance!!"
As soon as these two words came out, Zhao Fuyu's eyes widened. It could be said that he had guessed many possibilities, but the one with the lowest possibility was chosen as the answer by Nakiri Senzaemon.
And in Zhao Fuyu's body, Tamamo Mae, who had already woken up and recovered most of his cultivation, was so shocked by Nakiri Senzaemon's thoughts that he couldn't even say a word.
There was only great shock on the beautiful and charming face.
"The God Erina?!"
"Senzaemon-san doesn't know the consequences of setting up a living sacrifice, right?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Fuyu was stunned at first, and then looked at Nakiri Senzaemon. The eyes of the Demon King of Food were full of deep darkness, without any fluctuation.
And this made Zhao Fuyu confirm his conjecture.
"The moment of life and death, the beginning of confusion, the night of reality and illusion..."
"It is indeed possible to succeed, but it is at most... 30%!"
"There is a 30% chance, why do you still want to fight?!"
Listening to Zhao Fuyu's words, Nakiri Senzaemon knew that this talented young man really understood his thoughts. He guessed his idea in a short time, which made him extremely emotional.
If Erina had taken the initiative earlier, Zhao Fuyu would now be the son-in-law of their Nakiri family, and there would not be so many problems.
Even if it comes to the next thing, taking her time and constantly feeding Erina with dream ingredients will not be a problem for her to stagnate in her cooking realm.
But that's not possible now. The heir to the Nakiri family must become stronger, and Totsuki's goal cannot be shaken.
Otherwise, in the face of the coming impact in the future, both the Nakiri clan and the Totsuki Group will just be piles of sand that will break into pieces at a touch!
Not to mention that Zhao Fuyu now has a close relationship with the Nakiri clan and has no real status, but it is just a lot different.
If you can't get through the famous instrument, it's just a relationship of interest. If you go further, you won't be able to participate.
Just like the current situation, Nakiri Senzaemon can only ask Zhao Fuyu to host a sacred ceremony.
"There is a 30% chance that I won't do it."
"but..."
The moment Nakiri Senzaemon finished speaking, a thick steel door was opened, and a skinny girl inside heard the sound and opened her eyes.
When he saw Zhao Fuyu, he showed a shy and angry expression, but he quickly calmed down.
As if he heard the previous exchange between his grandfather and Zhao Fuyu, he picked up the words.
"That's all I ask for."
"Solve all hidden dangers at once, 30% chance..."
"It's already a lot!"
Even though she was so skinny that her clothes could barely hold her up, her proud look was still that of the Toyue Princess.
It also made Zhao Fuyu's eyes show a hint of fear for the first time!
