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He took a deep breath, stared down at the panties in his hand for a moment, and suddenly murmured in surprise:
"It seems...quite suitable?"
Latis immediately took off his shorts and put on these dazzling gold panties, then walked a few steps in place.
"How did you say that?"
He put on his trousers with satisfaction, pushed open the door and went out. Looking at the star-studded night sky beyond the magical clouds of Lundia, and then at the girls who were already preparing to eat by the flower stand at the bottom of the tower, a sudden inspiration struck him.
"It's not the height of the mountain that matters... I forgot about the middle part, what about the learned scholars we talked with, and the European and American acquaintances we visited... Never mind."
Latis wisely gave up reciting ancient poems, laughed, and jumped down.
In the darkness, a faint golden light peeked out from his underwear, dazzlingly bright.
Chapter 201 Does the sudden storm foreshadow something?
"Alas, I've lost. How could this happen?"
Latis stared at the "undamaged" dishes on the table with a face full of resentment, muttering in utter bewilderment:
"Why, why does nobody eat the food I cook?"
He muttered to himself as he picked up his homemade chopsticks, grabbed a piece of "Herodotus Lemon Leaf Fried Meat" from the almost empty plate next to him, put it in his mouth, and chewed for a while.
"It's actually quite delicious... no, it's just okay!"
Latis ate another piece, seemingly wanting more, then shook his head and sighed, "Although the subtle minty aroma and delicate sweet and sour flavor combine perfectly with the tenderness of the meat, fully stimulating the taste buds, it's still quite a bit inferior to what I make..."
He glanced at the half-elf who was swaying back and forth on the swing under the flower trellis, munching on raw potatoes and reading a book, then grabbed the plate and shoveled the rest of the meat slices into his mouth.
"Okay, next one..."
Latis coughed lightly, looked at the robin sitting on a small stool in a daze at the entrance of the mage tower, raised his head to look at the dense formulas on the notebook spread out in her hand, then frowned and lowered his head.
"After hearing that I'm leaving tomorrow, the little birds even cooked a meal, which is quite rare for them. I was so busy urging them to eat my food with my eyes that I didn't even have time to savor it properly..."
He sat down at the table, picked up the remaining steamed lobster from the plate, and examined it for a while.
"The lobsters here seem to have a trace of dragon blood, but I've heard that this dragon bloodline is entirely manifested in their reproductive desires. No wonder everyone is living a life of lobster freedom now. Poor me, in my past life, I couldn't even afford to eat crayfish..."
Latis gently squeezed and pried open the lobster's shell, which had already been steamed until it separated. The tender, bouncy lobster meat appeared under the shell. He smelled the still steaming meat and swallowed it in one bite.
"Oh?! Although it's just steamed lobster with absolutely no skill involved, the cooking time is perfect! Paired with Kotori's special sauce—what did she say again? The savory flavor from the lobster roe, combined with the richness of the Mori seaweed mushrooms, and the subtle sweet and sour taste of the lemon leaves—it's really good, only slightly inferior to mine!"
He shook his head, finished the lobster, and then picked up a plate of pork chops.
"Where is Yashutia?" Latis looked around but couldn't see Yashutia. He could only faintly hear her groans and laughter from afar, as if she were practicing her skills by beating trees. He rationally gave up thinking and focused his gaze on the steak in his hand.
The meat patty from the unknown monster had a perfect ratio of fat to lean meat, and the skin was roasted to a golden brown and crispy, making it look incredibly appetizing.
"It's these decorative cuts..." Latis looked at the uniformly deep cuts on the steak, showcasing his profound knife skills, and remained silent for a long time before finally unable to help but complain:
"There's no need to draw someone's picture on it, is there?! That's so weird!"
He took a deep breath, picked up his knife and fork, and quickly cut the steak into small pieces. Then he picked up his chopsticks again, picked up a piece of meat, and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Wow, I didn't expect this genius little sister to be quite capable!"
Latis nodded, unconsciously speeding up his eating.
"Her control over the barbecue flavor is just right? Considering her love for barbecue and beer, could this be what they call 'practice makes perfect'... no, 'practice makes perfect'? It's hard to imagine that Yashutia, this seemingly careless girl, could grill every part of a whole steak so evenly. Could her sensitivity to magic essence also apply to this?"
Gulu gulu...
Latis grabbed the chilled ale from the table, downed it in one gulp with his grilled ribs, then slammed the glass on the table with a bang and shouted with satisfaction:
"Awesome! ...Not bad, your skills are almost as good as mine!"
Still stubbornly insisting on his own way, Latis stood up, glanced at the food he had prepared one last time, scratched his head and hesitated for a while, but finally picked it up and decided to feed everyone himself.
He waved to the plant guardian waiting nearby, signaling it could clear the table, then went first to the half-elf he thought would give the most positive feedback. He plopped down on the swing and laughed heartily:
"Hey Art, it seems like you've all forgotten to eat my food. Come on, why don't you give it a try?"
The half-elf instinctively stuffed the remaining small piece of raw potato into his mouth, closed the book, and turned to look at Latis with his cheeks puffed out.
The crunching sound came from the half-elf's mouth. Her face flushed slightly, and she quickly swallowed the potato. Just as she was about to say something, her gaze suddenly drifted to the plate in Latis's hand, and the whole elf froze.
"Come on, don't be shy!"
Latis laughed, raised the plate in his hand, and snapped his fingers to cast a "Light Dance" spell to illuminate the food on the plate.
The half-elf lowered his head slightly, looking at the vibrant green and bright red stir-fried chili peppers, a famous dish from Hunan and Jiangxi provinces. He hesitated for a moment, then whispered:
“Brother… my identification skills tell me this vegetable is poisonous and can’t be eaten… This red one is called ‘Dragon Blood Pepper,’ and the green one is called ‘Poison Vine Pepper,’ both containing small amounts of irritating toxins…”
"How could that be?" Latis frowned, picked up a piece of chili pepper, put it in his mouth, swallowed it without changing his expression, and then took a slight breath and said:
"Hiss... It's not spicy! Look, even an ordinary human like me can eat it without any problems. Arte, you're an elf, you should try some new flavors too!"
“Alright…” The half-elf reluctantly opened his mouth, tilted his head slightly, and bit into the chili pepper that Latis had placed near his mouth, chewing it hesitantly.
Under Latis's expectant gaze, a few beads of sweat instantly appeared on the half-elf's cheeks. Struggling to maintain her composure, she swallowed the chili pepper, turned to Latis, and gave him a strained smile, saying encouragingly:
"Big brother, it's delicious... mmm!"
Before she could finish speaking, her face suddenly turned bright red, and tears instantly streamed down her face.
"Ahhh, my tongue!"
The half-elf squeezed his eyes shut, instinctively raising his hand to wipe away the tears that blurred his vision. He then struggled to open his tear-filled, blurry eyes, sticking out his small, swollen tongue, and mumbled:
"Waaaaah... Big brother, I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."
"What?! An elf is afraid of spicy food?!" Latis was stunned for a moment. He was about to help Arte think of a solution, but seeing her clinging to her clothes in such a disheveled state, he couldn't help but point at her and burst out laughing.
"Hahaha, Arte, so you have moments like this too!"
"Waaaah!" The half-elf was so angry at Latis for acting like a dog that she burst into tears. She stumbled to the dining table, picked up her cup, drank the rest of the milk in one gulp, and then put the cup down and fell silent.
A few seconds later, tears streamed down her face again. She clutched her head in despair and screamed in despair:
"Ugh! It's still so spicy!"
Latis forced a smile, approached the half-elf who was sobbing uncontrollably, bent down, and pressed his head close to the half-elf's side, suppressing a laugh as he asked:
"Ate? You're really crying?"
The half-elf raised his head, angrily sticking out his still swollen tongue, then grabbed Latis's hand and bit it hard, muttering angrily:
"You stinky Latis, I'm ignoring you!"
……
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"what's the situation?"
Robin's attention was drawn away from the notebook in front of her. She twirled the pen in her hand a few times, subconsciously chewed on the nib, and wrote a small step back on the project's progress in the notebook. Then she looked up at the direction from which the sound came.
Latis, carrying a plate, walked towards him with a few faint footprints on his buttocks and a suppressed laugh on his face.
"Big brother?"
A warm smile instantly spread across the robin's face. He put down his notebook, rose from his small stool, and hopped forward to greet it, asking:
"Is there something you need, brother?"
"Well, I made a dish for dinner, and since none of you had tried it, I brought it here for you to try!"
Latis ruffled the robin's head, watching her unconsciously close her eyes and sway her head in enjoyment. He suddenly thought with a touch of wicked humor:
"I wonder how cute the little bird would look if it cried from the spiciness? Oh, Latis, Latis, you're so mean!"
After silently berating himself a few times, Latis continued to hand over the plate without hesitation.
"Huh?" The robin looked in surprise at the stir-fried chili peppers, which were now a patchwork of red and green illuminated by the light magic, and stammered:
"I thought... I thought it was just some inedible decoration... Turns out it's a dish you made, big brother?"
"Our family isn't so rich that we need to put decorations on our meals!"
Latis sighed helplessly, and was about to continue urging her to eat when he saw the robin decisively pick up a chili pepper and eat it in small bites.
"How is it?" he asked the robin with anticipation.
"Hmm..." The robin tilted its head, seemingly not tasting anything, then ate another chili pepper, licked its fingers, took out a handkerchief, wiped its hands, and said with a smile:
"It seems pretty good! Although the flavor is strong, I remember that both of these plants are very nutritious. Thank you for your concern!"
"Wha, what?"
Latis was taken aback and couldn't help but take a step back, staring blankly at the robin who showed no signs of being bothered by the spiciness. He opened his mouth in slight shock and said:
"As long as you like it..."
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"I heard birds aren't afraid of spicy food; did I know robins are actually a type of bird?"
Latis walked regretfully along the path in the mage's territory, following the thuds of trees being struck until he found Yashutia.
"You want me to eat this?"
Yashutia curiously put down the sword-shaped wooden stick in her hand and looked at the stir-fried chili peppers on the plate.
"Hmm?" She had just taken the plate when she suddenly frowned, examined the chili peppers closely, and muttered to herself:
"I heard the cries of souls for help..."
Yashutia circled Latis twice, staring at him suspiciously, and asked:
"Big brother, you're not trying to harm me, are you?"
"Haha, how could that be?" Latis chuckled awkwardly, wiped the sweat from his brow, reached for the plate again, and said guiltily:
"Would I do something like that? Hahaha..."
"Big brother, it's okay if it's you!" Yashutia chuckled, picked up a chili pepper, and confidently gave a thumbs up. "Anyway, I'm not going to die now, so you can do whatever you want, big brother!"
After saying that, she swallowed the chili pepper in one gulp and gave a second thumbs up with a healthy smile.
The next second, she collapsed to the ground with a thud, her two thumbs pointing upwards as she fell into a coma.