Overgeared

Chapter 1784

A new gourmet experience—it was Raiders’ only joy and purpose in his life. Some of his own kind laughed at him, but it didn’t matter. Wasn’t he better than them, who were simply surviving?

This was Raiders’ pride. He resembled Braham.

‘It worked out rather well.’

Raiders thought as he looked at the remains of the food.

Fire Dragon Trauka—he had been aiming for Raiders since the beginning of chaos. The naturally aggressive bastard spread the misguided physiology of eating their kin among the dragon species.

‘If the body part of that loathsome bastard was able to satisfy my tongue… it would’ve been unpleasant as well.’

Surprisingly, the thing that Raiders hated the most in the world wasn’t tasteless food. The thing he hated the most was Trauka, with the second most hated thing being bad chefs, and the third most hated thing being tasteless food.

Idan was incredibly lucky.

What did Trauka’s arm taste like...?

Thanks to Raiders’ subconscious desire for it to not taste good, Idan was able to avoid becoming an object of hatred. In the first place, Raiders had a rational mindset that was rare among dragons. He knew it wouldn’t be possible for a human chef to cook the body of an Old Dragon as he wished. This was why he helped with the preparations itself.

Of course, it didn’t pay off. Raiders saw it clearly. It was the sight of the salt and pepper that the chef sprinkled on Trauka’s flesh disappearing without properly permeating it. The boiling oil couldn’t fry Trauka’s scales and only coated the outside.

“That… should I appease your spoiled appetite? Do you want me to guide you to a restaurant I know well?” Grid said cautiously.

It was very fortunate that only a bit of Trauka’s arm was lost, but he ended up feeding Raiders a meal that wasn’t delicious. He had to be prepared to deal with Raiders’ anger.

‘He is being surprisingly decent, but I won’t be fooled.’

Grid clearly remembered it. It was the image of Raiders struggling because the food he had enjoyed for hundreds of years had become boring. He looked very calm even when he was thinking about destroying a family of chefs who had passed on the taste for a long time just for him.

‘There is no need to worry about the deal falling through. If a dragon doesn’t keep their promise, then their Dragon Words will weaken.’

This was unless Raiders intended to be like Bunhelier. Grid would just have to endure a brief storm...

Grid was making a good expression as he thought this. Then Raiders retorted, “There is the best chef of the time here. Is there any need to move?”

Raiders failed to properly assess Idan. First of all, a trustworthy figure called Grid introduced him as the best chef of this time. Additionally, there were no flaws in Idan’s recipe that he actually saw. The reason why the dishes were tasteless was purely due to the ingredients. For Raiders, it was hard to doubt Idan’s skills.

“...I don’t think Sir Idan is in a position to cook again.”

The startled Grid was relieved when he saw Idan’s appearance.

It was a frustrated appearance. The image of him sitting down on the white sand in a dazed state resembled a person who lost his homeland. His empty eyes and the tear tracks represented his shock and sadness.

‘It is unfortunate, but it worked out in many ways.’

Idan fully repaid Grid’s trust. He preserved Trauka’s arm for Grid by making bad dishes, and he showed a distraught appearance after being shocked by Raiders’ honest evaluation. He played an active role without leaving any room for regrets.

‘Even Raiders wouldn’t trust a chef in this state.’

He would take back the attention he placed on Idan. The case would end without Raiders noticing that Idan ‘really can’t cook.’

‘Let’s treat Idan better from now on.’

A faint smile spread on Grid’s face as he made a promise.

a side effect of becoming

heard all of Grid’s plans beforehand. This meant it was possible to infer how much the cook named Idan must’ve been hurt. Grid smiled even

because he loved and

Idan. He was smiling because he was satisfied with the situation. Even taking that into consideration, it was hard to get rid

become like the other gods after

suddenly brightened. It was because he was reminded of Grid’s origin. Why did Grid confidently

because his origin was a blacksmith. He wasn’t the ultimate blacksmith. He started as a blacksmith. Thus, he tried to smelt Trauka’s arm in the middle of the

this point and he could think

‘Pagma.’

none other than Pagma's Successor. A person who fought for

deserve criticism, but he truly

of what he would suffer when he died.

‘Grid must resemble him.’

it was originally easy for him to sacrifice people... it was quite double-sided and was

disciples resemble their

about Pagma’s life, the more assimilated he became. Then a voice permeated the ears of the Great Robber, who was nodding in conviction,

reality that he made a dish that isn’t delicious, but... I

“F... Huh?”

a chill suddenly run down his spine? Grid was about to reflexively spit out a

full of respect and understanding. It

happening? Don’t

looked dumbfounded and dazed. Then his face soon

notice

to prepare the ingredients a while ago wasn’t normal. So there was no way he couldn’t know the fact that Idan’s cooking skills

must’ve noticed that I brought in a

‘normal ingredients.’ After confirming that even these dishes

‘It is ruined.’

things had worked out

anyway. But I must have a justification to convince Raiders

overcome with nervousness as he

reigns over all things, the brilliant Gold Dragon

out. He also came to the same conclusion as Grid. Thus, he felt the need to turn

Raiders’ eyes sank coldly.

an

was surprised by two

he couldn’t read the presence of a human being. Secondly, he heard a greeting

many destructions have you experienced,

point was that beings whose ‘power’ was above a certain level weren’t affected by the destruction. The representative examples were dragons who lived intact even after experiencing countless apocalypses, and Zik, the apostle

They existed every time.

They were ghosts.

beings who can’t live unless we forget. When I was born and how many apocalypses I

answer. He just muttered while staring at his long blond hair that was being dyed by the red sky,

dare

you as much as

Grid made a deal with you was because

a young man. However, he referred to Grid respectfully when he encountered a high ranking target. It

Grid is no different. You should also

like he was being noisy,

mean ascending to

with this plan purely to help me. So if you must

“Accountable?”

when his ears shook slightly. He was responding to the signs of Idan, who stopped