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.

effect of

fact, he had 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 though he knew that and it worried the Great

has always sacrificed himself because he loved and

He was smiling because he was satisfied with the situation. Even taking that into consideration, it was hard to get rid of the impression that he had lost some of

the

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

wasn’t the ultimate blacksmith. He started as a blacksmith. Thus, he tried to smelt Trauka’s arm in

thoughts reached this point and he could think

‘Pagma.’

than Pagma's Successor. A person who fought

criticism, but he truly

a pact with Baal even though he was fully aware of what he would suffer when he died. He sacrificed a lot of people for the sake of his cause, but there was no malice

‘Grid must resemble him.’

a side effect of becoming a god. By nature, it was originally

disciples resemble their

the more assimilated he became. Then a voice permeated the ears of the

I’m sure he is shocked by the unbelievable reality that he made a dish that

“F... Huh?”

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

was full of respect and understanding. It wasn’t like

happening?

looked dumbfounded and dazed. Then his

notice my

eye for cooking itself. In fact, the skill he used 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

that I brought in a chef who couldn’t cook on

what would happen next. Raiders would order food from Idan that used ‘normal ingredients.’ After

‘It is ruined.’

he thought that things had worked

his wrist? Sehee can treat him later anyway.

overcome with

greet Raiders, the great Old Dragon who reigns over all things, the brilliant Gold

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

Raiders’ eyes sank coldly.

an

surprised by

presence of a human being. Secondly, he

destructions have you experienced,

Rebecca and Yatan were fatally flawed. The point was that beings whose ‘power’ was above a certain level

They existed every time.

They were ghosts.

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

ask anything further, as if that was enough of an answer. He just muttered while staring at his long blond hair that was being dyed by the red sky, “Great Robber of

I dare to say

much as an outstanding cook. I

made a deal with you

young man. However, he referred to Grid respectfully when he encountered a

hierarchy of you and Grid is no different. You should

like he was being noisy, but

mean ascending to

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

“Accountable?”

a confused manner when his ears shook slightly. He was responding to the signs of Idan, who stopped crying and was