Overgeared

Chapter 1783

Idan—he was originally from the East Continent and he was the most famous chef in the entire world. It was because he had the tremendous history of serving as the chef of the Overgeared Palace and the Overgeared Knights. There were even rumors that he was in charge of the lunch boxes of the Overgeared members, including Grid.

He was a one of a kind and unprecedented chef. It was strange that he had the alias of ‘Poison Master,’ but most of the world’s chefs respected him and aimed to be like him.

[I am becoming interested.]

Raiders said after listening to Grid’s explanation. He had a completely different attitude from the other old dragons. Seeing the way he could listen to others, he had at least a bit of common sense.

The golden scales reflecting the light came closer again.

[If it is the best chef of this time by your side, I can look forward to it. He must be a talented person who can ring an alarm bell in humanity’s food culture, which hasn’t changed much even after going through several apocalypses and rebirths.]

“An alarm bell… it is similar.”

“Okay.”

Not long ago, this place was affected by the sea levels that had risen due to the release of Trauka’s power. The huge uninhabited ground, where a few castles could be built, couldn’t handle the weight of an old dragon and gradually sank. Raiders reduced his body weight with magic and nodded after using Polymorph to become a long-haired, handsome man.

“Bring him. There is no need to hurry. Waiting is also a delight of eating, so my patience has been tempered.”

“No. You should hurry and finish your business and go back to the lair to rest. I will hurry.”

It was an existence that was stuffy and uncomfortable just breathing in the same space as it. Dragons were like that to Grid. He wanted to finish this deal and send the dragon back to his lair. In the first place, he had to hurry. The Great Robber of the Red Night said that the time when Rebecca was in the cycle was the perfect opportunity to infiltrate Asgard.

‘I don’t know how he knows that Rebecca is in the cycle.’

Grid didn’t doubt the massive intelligence network power of the Great Robber. It was because he had already seen Hwang Gildong, who had insight into most of the work related to the East Continent. It would be arrogance if Grid recklessly judged or doubted the capabilities of those who were struggling in their respective positions.

“Are you going to mess things up while rushing?”

Raiders’ cold, golden eyes became even colder. It was the aftermath of recalling the common mistakes made by chefs who had lost their cool.

“Cooks are people who are timid and easily lose their cool. They are often startled just by looking at the lid of the pot and easily make minor mistakes, but how will you take responsibility if he leaves cooking utensils or seasonings behind because you are in a rush? Keep in mind that my anger might be directed at you.”

‘...He has a strange bias.’

They were scared because they were cooks... couldn’t Raiders understand the feelings of the chefs who cooked him food? He wasn’t able to understand other people’s positions. It was the typical characteristic of lunatics. Raiders might seem relatively decent, but a dragon was still a dragon.

“I understand. I’ll slowly come back when everything is fully prepared,” Grid spoke politely, contrary to his intentions.

Who was the strongest dragon? At least at this point, it was likely to be Raiders.

Trauka was critically wounded by Ifrit, who had aimed for mutual destruction. Nevartan suffered from madness after falling for Baal’s scheme, and Bunhelier was cursed.

Unlike the other weakened old dragons, Raiders was fine. He hadn’t suffered any incidents and completely preserved his power.

‘There is no historical data to measure Raiders’ power.’

Most of the things about dragons recorded in literature was about Nevartan. He acted without hesitation due to his madness. Even the more aggressive Fire Dragon Trauka had fewer records of sightings compared to Nevartan. Most of it was related to Talima. Raiders’ record of going on a gourmet tour was bound to be much less.

Grid only knew the characteristics of a Gold Dragon thanks to Nefelina’s information, but he had no idea about Raiders’ individual strength.

‘In any case, it is an old dragon.’

definitely be stronger than Bunhelier right now. He wasn’t an opponent to

I won’t be too late,

Robber of the Red Night, who was hiding his

Grid returned to Reinhardt.

you intending to kill me? Ack!

man in the basement of the

bold turned into a coward when it came to dealing with dragons. Even Dragon Slayer Hayate was

Sir Idan acting like

going to cook food in front of the Gourmet

“Hah. Is that true?”

food for at least a year. Thanks to this, they were strongly resistant to poison, but at the same time, they had a heart that resented Idan.

weren’t aware of themselves. How could they laugh at a time when a person was

as they felt disappointed in

then I will accept it. I will faithfully obey Your

no light in his black eyes that were common in natives of the East Continent. It

the misunderstanding. “There is no way you will be harmed.

it... then there is a chance that the dragon might try to

why Idan had no energy. Coincidentally, he now knew that his dishes were tasteless. He couldn’t help noticing after years of staying in the palace and cooking

food, but it felt like eating poison. This sort of thing… making a dish for a

to

without customers, so he read books because he had nothing to do. Thanks to this, he knew the history of many kingdoms. The first thing that supreme rulers did when

need it and throw it away without mercy when you don’t need

high regard and

when Yan Fei left... I was

who came with Idan from the East Continent—she left the palace

managed to climb to the position of maid of honor

wonderful and splendid palace to live a life of hardship as a commoner again... Idan couldn’t understand it from his

realized that she

sin for not understanding the subject. His Majesty has shown my great kindness, so let’s not complain and accept

the grace he had received so far was very great. He wanted to return the favor and leave. This way, he

I am going to cook... it will go down in

a completely

away my stubbornness and make a

was obsessed with the ‘natural taste of ingredients.’ It contained the meaning of admiring the human taste that could revere the ingredients created by nature and savor them. It was the spirit of craftsmanship. For him, spices were filth that spoiled the taste of

like an auditory hallucination. Therefore, he wanted to show it only

a dish that will become legendary to

‘What is he thinking?’

him, “Let’s go. The place is an uninhabited island in

sun. He would hold a fan in his hand when things weren’t going well or when inspiration came

many things

kitchen. He packed all types of cooking utensils that he

“......?”

face hardened when he

the first time in my life that I am cooking dragon meat. There is a possibility that

intention to make

you belatedly regret it after eating the food I cook and being surprised by how delicious it

After that—

it took quite some time for the two of them to arrive at the Ruins of the Martial God. Raiders’ eyebrows that protruded from his small face twitched slightly. He was inwardly surprised when he saw that cook that Grid brought. It was a slight loss

a very intense look in

fear could be felt. It seemed that he wouldn’t waver even if death was just around the corner. It was the first time Raiders had ever

he is of his