Emperor of Arcane

Chapter 113 "+5" Ogre - Fat Blue Man (Chapter 7)

"Gululu..."

The hunger in my stomach kept protesting. {What? You don’t know yet|Read COM, read the chapters without mistakes|Hurry up and Google them}

Unlike other ogres with gray-brown skin, Yaggron's entire body is light blue.

He was covering his round belly with his short little hands, and the appearance of the food not far away was reflected in his big black and white eyes.

It was a kind of food that Yagron had never seen before. It was bright white and transparent, exuding a confusing heat.

The sweet aroma made Yagron's nose twitch up and his mouth water.

The feeling of hunger made him unwilling to continue squatting here. He carefully moved his plump body and tiptoed around to avoid the gazes of his aunts and uncles.

In order not to make any noise, Yagron secretly put his hands on the ground and crawled slowly, one step at a time.

Yagron, whose mind was full of food, didn't pay attention to the figure standing next to him. He moved his chubby body and cautiously approached the big pot.

"Huhu..."

The sound of the rice porridge rolling was so pleasant to Yagron's ears.

In addition to the beautiful white rice grains, the pale white square meat grains exude an alluring aroma.

Occasionally, half of the fish body emerges, making the soup whiter and mellower.

He couldn't help but smile stupidly, and grabbed the food in front of him with his chubby little hands.

Whoops!

The red flames suddenly shot up. Yagron was startled and quickly retracted his little hand.

The jumping flames looked very ferocious, which left a deep impression on Yagron.

The food was right in front of him, but Yagron couldn't eat it. This made him very anxious and whined non-stop.

His voice woke him up, and the motionless female ogres all turned their heads and looked over, all startled.

Somehow, this little fat man managed to climb out of the railing that imprisoned them and ran to a bonfire where humans were standing!

The female ogres, who were extremely protective of their cubs, stood up anxiously, and when they were about to shout, their voices were blocked in their throats.

Because, the figure that made them feel extremely frightened was quietly standing behind Sageron!

The greedy little fat man didn't know this yet, and was anxiously circling the cauldron, whining in his plump mouth.

At this moment, a blue arm used a large pot spoon to scoop up a large piece and put it into a bright white iron basin.

The little fat man stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his plump little mouth opened involuntarily, and his mouth slowly fell, and fell to the ground with a "clack".

"Want to eat?"

A plain and low voice reached Yagron's ears.

The little fat man nodded his head without thinking, but was a little surprised that he had no pronunciation memory at all.

But he didn't have the extra brain capacity to think about this problem. His eyes followed the rice bowl as it fell in front of him, and he was about to pounce on it excitedly.

A small wooden stick hit his little hand.

The pain made the little fat man immediately retract his hand, and his black and white eyes immediately became watery.

Even at this time, Yagron did not turn around to look at the figure that made the sound, and his eyes were still staring at the food!

A true foodie!

Move the rich and sweet rice bowl forward little by little.

The little fat man seemed to have his soul sucked, and he walked over step by step with his eyes widened.

The rice bowl was placed on the dining table. Yagron got up, threw his butt down very naturally, and sat on the wooden stool.

With the corners of his mouth curved, Matthew Po looked at this attentive snacker, put a spoon into it, controlled the mage's hand, and demonstrated how to feed him a mouthful.

It has to be said that foodies always have different talents and learning abilities when it comes to how to eat.

He grabbed the spoon and took a big mouthful of it.

The food was still a little hot, but Yagron, the little fat guy, couldn't bear to spit it out, breathing loudly.

Matthew threw a cleaning spell on Yagron, patted his chubby head, his eyes were full of surprise:

Name: Yagron

Age: 2 years and 04 months

Race: Ogre Wizard

Type: sub-giant

Occupation: Not employed

Talent: Extraordinary talent - Flame Bloodline, not activated!

Expertise: None.

Heritage: None.

Attributes:

Strength: 7

Constitution: 8

Intelligence: 6

Agility: 3

Perception: 3

Charisma: 4

Luck: +5

Rating: A snack foodie with unlimited potential!

There is no information about Yagron in Matthew's "future" memory, nor is there any data similar to that of a powerful ogre wizard.

The situation has become obvious.

The little fat guy who was considered to have unlimited potential failed to realize his potential in the end.

Maybe in the future trajectory, he will die quietly in the Troll Valley, or on the way to growth.

The +5 luck value means that this greedy little fat man can grow into a high-level legend in the future!

A snack worth cultivating!

"Gululu..."

After eating most of the rice bowl very quickly, Yagron finally lifted the rice bowl and poured it all into his open mouth, making a very cheerful "oooh" sound.

"Where did this little chubby guy come from?"

Old John glanced at Yagron curiously.

Although the little guy is already about 1.3 meters tall, he is a newborn ogre cub that is no more than three years old.

However, Old John couldn't understand that blue skin.

Could it be that it is a mutated species?

"That's right, Lord Arcanist looks down on ordinary ogres!"

After destroying a bowl of rice, Yagron felt his round belly and found that he was still a little hungry.

He was quite willing to risk everything for food. He slowly turned his head and looked at Matthew eagerly.

"Hungry...Food..."

Listening to the slightly familiar tone, Matthew couldn't help but think of the appearance of his "girlfriend".

He waved to the soldiers who were surrounding him, and continued to eat with the greedy Yagron.

The poor little fat man, who had never eaten food other than breast milk and konjac, quickly became immersed in it and screamed in exclamation.

The soldiers were amazed, and the adventurers were talking about it:

"What a smart ogre boy, his intelligence must be quite high..."

"Is that an ogre? Are there blue ogres in this world?"

"That's because you are ignorant. I once went to the northern wilderness and saw some blue ogres there. Some of them can cast spells and are very powerful!"

"Tch, stop bragging. Last time you said you had been to Dragon Island at the southern end of Falsico..."

"Hahaha, the bragging is true, but so is the blue ogre."

"I once served a powerful spellcaster and escorted him a specimen of a blue ogre with two heads!"

"Is it true?"

"Don't worry about whether it's true or not, finish your meal quickly and go out to be on guard. Our mission is completed..."

"Hehe, yes, I didn't expect it to be so easy..."

"Stop giggling... remember to keep an eye on those ogres!"

"..."

Amidst the discussion among the adventurers, the originally nervous female ogre and other cubs gradually became quiet under the example of Yagron's hard work.

They got the food delivered quickly and started eating and drinking with almost no hesitation.

With free food, it’s like pie in the sky!

Maybe getting caught isn't such a bad thing!