Green Monster Epic

After chatting with Allen, Figlas huffily jumped off the city wall and began wandering among the cooking stoves. As the limitations on cooking increased, many chefs slowed down their movements, no longer chasing each other as they had at the beginning.

On the city wall, Allen did not neglect the envoys from the Wilderness Alliance. He assigned the less important envoys to Albad and Cole to deal with, while figures like Brown, the special envoy of the Church of Nature, and Da Vinci, the Kobold Saint, had to be personally attended to by Allen.

Even on the relatively simple city wall, long tables were set up early, filled with various delicacies and drinks, open for everyone to enjoy, including magical dishes with effects such as refreshing the mind and enhancing Eagle Eye.

However, the main focus of those on the city wall was not on these delicious foods, but on looking down from the crenellations of the wall, watching the various racial faces standing solemnly in front of the stoves below.

These chefs were dressed in uniform beige chef's gowns, with aprons tied around their waists and matching cylindrical hats on their heads, tightly restraining their hair and body odor.

The stoves in front of them were blazing hot, but some people prominently displayed blocks of ice, every action so earnest and solemn, as if they were facing a battle that belonged only to them.

At this time, the chefs' movements became more and more steady and careful, because many of the ingredients here were precious ingredients they had never touched before. To have such an opportunity to personally handle these ingredients, none of the magic chefs who had made it this far would not treat their rare opportunity with a reverent attitude.

Allen was moved, because just as these chefs were single-mindedly processing the ingredients in their hands, and as magical dishes were about to take shape, a trace of subtle but very pure power of faith was actually being nurtured, drifting from the bodies of these magic chefs, lingering around him for a moment before flying towards the statues in the underground temple.

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"Was that Hobgoblin just now a helper from the Church of the Divine Stead for your tribe?"

Just as Allen's thoughts were flying, a low voice pulled him back to reality.

"He's just a friend of mine who likes to join in the fun, not much of a helper."

With Figlas's casual personality in front of Allen, it was only natural to be noticed, and Allen simply dismissed it.

"Heh heh heh!"

Blicken kept staring at the other party, his eyes filled with burning flames and light, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly.

"This guy should be the dragon who robbed Kozmo and stole the birthday present for me, right?!"

Da Vinci also had a somewhat gloomy look in his eyes. After all, he had some grudges with this big lizard. He hadn't had the time or energy to track him down north before, but now that he had encountered him, he couldn't help but think of this matter, and his mood became a little bad.

"But for your sake, I won't bother with him. When you get back, give him a message and tell him to return the Heart of Radiance to my clan, and that will be the end of this conflict."

Da Vinci said lightly, as if he was just mentioning it casually.

"Your Excellency, I'm afraid this matter is a bit difficult. When we opened the ruins passage, that gem was completely reduced to powder. Even if he wanted to return it to you, he wouldn't be able to get it out at all!"

Allen apologized to Figlas, explaining that he knew that with this dragon's strength and personality, it would be unrealistic to get him to take out a valuable and shiny piece of jewelry from his pocket.

And he still needed this dragon in many places, so whether he was willing or not, Allen had to eliminate the conflict between the two sides on this matter, so he found the most sufficient reason to shirk the responsibility.

"Hmph!"

Seeing this, Da Vinci glared a few more times at the active Hobgoblin with his icy pupils, and finally let the matter drop.

He just wanted to use the fact that the Hobgoblin was close to Allen as an excuse to inquire about the other party's identity. Now that Allen had not concealed the other party's true face, Da Vinci would not possibly create trouble at the cooking competition.

"Your Excellency, please rest assured that if your tribe wants to rebuild the Thunder Tribe in the future, I am willing to give my full support, which can also be regarded as an apology to your tribe on his behalf."

Kozmo has now been completely marginalized in Pale Night. Since the elf invasion forced him to abandon Thunder Town with his remnants, he has returned to the Pale Night headquarters. In the future, it is unlikely that he will appear in the Northern Territory again. Otherwise, Da Vinci would not have called Kozmo this time. After all, this guy can be regarded as half a native.

"Forget it!"

While the few people were chatting idly, the fifth round of the magic chef competition, with only less than a hundred people remaining, was once again declared over.

The magic chefs who could make it to this fifth round were already very strong, basically all of them were high-level or higher magic chef level strength. Just as they were finishing their dishes just before the stipulated time, nearly a hundred dishes filled with a strong magical aura also triggered a magical tide, but it was once again suppressed by Allen using the Food God Domain.

In addition to leaving each dish for the selection committee, many were also sent directly to the city wall and placed on an auction table to wait for the actual effects to be tested before being auctioned.

The judges below were whispering to each other, discussing the advantages and disadvantages of each dish, while the envoys on the city wall and their companions turned their attention back to the dishes that looked extraordinary at first glance.

In the previous two rounds of the competition, after some people began to cook intermediate-level or higher dishes, the appraisers and auctioneers of the Greenwood Tribe began to publicly auction the dishes. Several people who obtained and used the auctioned dishes actually advanced directly in public, and its effect really caused a lot of commotion.

After there was clear evidence, even many legendary powerhouses took action and participated in the auction of these dishes.

After all, behind these powerhouses, which one does not have a large family to support? Who does not hope that their family can have one or even more legendary seeds to inherit their future inheritance and become the new protectors of the family.

"In the future, can a few of us reserve a batch of magic dishes from your tribe every year?"

The final selection and judging ended. There were not many foreign chefs in the remaining fifty people, only two or three, and the other forty-odd people were all chefs from the Greenwood Tribe. It could be regarded as not embarrassing Allen, the patriarch, and Green Lake 'City of Food'.

After seeing the abilities of the magic dishes, Da Vinci and the others, including the special envoys of the Church of the Divine Stead, took advantage of the joyful atmosphere and asked Allen for some benefits.

The dish specially prepared for the envoys during Allen's celebration—'From the Sea to the Mulberry Field'—had been causing people to break through one after another since it was enjoyed.

Although many people's breakthroughs were not upgrades in rank, but the legendary expertise that had been painstakingly tempered for many years was completely mastered, or there were new advances in mental power and combat skills, it was undeniable that this dish was indeed effective for many legendary powerhouses who were struggling in a certain stage.

Therefore, everyone had a deeper understanding of magic dishes: if various alchemy potions mostly improve a person's combat power within a certain time limit, then magic dishes subtly transform a person's body and spirit, allowing him to have greater potential.

"As long as everyone can afford the money and provide the ingredients, we don't mind normal commercial trade with you!"

"I won't dislike business that comes to my door!"

Allen nodded solemnly, without any pretense of refusal, and agreed to the requests of the various tribes.