Start in Another World With All Cooking Skills

Four days later.

Mr. Chambers' caravan arrived near the small town of Rhine.

Because there were not too many stops along the way, and the mercenary team hired by Chambers made the caravan not encounter any trouble along the way, the time to arrive near the Rhine was a day faster than expected.

Don was carrying large and small bags, which contained various kitchen utensils and seasonings, and there was a large black pot on his back.

When jumping off the caravan's carriage, all the outfits jingle and clang.

"Brother Don, next time I come to Eaton, remember to cook me a delicious treat!" Chambers, who was a little fat, smiled and waved goodbye to Don.

Dawn fully agreed, and then watched Mr. Chambers leave, still muttering silently: "A good man has a safe life."

Three carriages and a caravan composed of more than a dozen people raised dust all the way, and slowly disappeared from Dawn's sight.

Rhine Town is located in the middle of the Dona Empire.

It turned out to be just a village, because the local viscount discovered mineral deposits nearby and then vigorously exploited them, causing many miners to start activities in the vicinity, and Rhine gradually became a town.

However, even so, Rhine Town is still very small, even smaller than Eaton Town, and the facilities in the town are also backward than Eaton Town.

For example, there are no paid public baths in this small town.

Dawn stayed in a tavern in the town called [Noisy Turtledove]. This is one of the few taverns in Rhine Town that can provide accommodation.

The condition of the tavern was also very poor. Not to mention the small and dark room, it was still very damp. Mold could be seen on the wooden boards in the corner, and the air smelled of alcohol and sweat.

Don began to miss the room in the wishing restaurant. Although the room was not big, it was clean and bright, and there was a beautiful silver-haired girl living next door.

After sighing slightly, Dawn stored most of his luggage in this small room.

There are still four days before the opening of the limited-time dungeon [Venomous Swamp], it is best to go to the lakeside marked on the map as soon as possible.

The lake on the edge of Rhine Town is about six or seven kilometers away from the town. The locals call this lake Renari, and the name should mean something holy.

The road to Lake Renali is very secluded, there is only a small winding dirt road that can barely be called a road, and no one can be seen along the way.

According to the map in the email, Donne took a lot of effort to reach the lake and find the mark point where the ruins will be opened four days later.

Of course, there is nothing special about the markers in reality, just the normal lakeside.

However, the view from here is pretty good.

Since the trails in the wild were not easy to walk, it was already dusk when Don arrived here referring to the map.

Half of the red sun sank to the west of the lake, and the sparkling waves of the vast lake reflected in red, really had a holy, bright and quiet taste.

"If the information in the game email is correct, after four days, the time-limited copy will open here, and I don't know what will be waiting for me inside."

...

When Dorne was still setting up spots in Lake Renali.

On the second floor of the Noisy Turtledove Tavern, next door to Dorn's room.

The person living in this room is an old man with silver temples who looks to be in his 60s.

At this moment, the old man was sitting by the bed with his eyes tightly closed, as if he was trying to listen to something, as if something invisible was whispering in his ear.

After a while, a look of pain began to appear on the old man's face. He opened his mouth with difficulty, and only spit out a few words intermittently:

"Salvation...finally comes...salvation...finally..."

Then the old man opened his closed eyes, as if waking up from a nightmare, sweating profusely, panting heavily.

After resting for a while, the old man's pale face regained some color.

"I still can only hear a few words." The silver-haired old man sighed regretfully.

What the old man listened to just now was a murmur of unknown origin, as if it came from the void.

However, the silver-haired old man firmly believed that these ravings were the oracle, the teaching of the gods.

[Listen to the oracle, salvation is at an end. ]

This is the tenet that the old man's secret sect, the Apocalypse Religion, abides by.

Tuk tuk.

knocking.

The silver-haired old man got up and opened the door, and two of his students came in. A man and a woman, the female student is named Galina, and the male student is named Colmar.

"Mr. Silver Lizard, we have contacted the owl side. Everything is normal there, and everything is proceeding according to the original plan. Four days later, we will explore the relics of God by the shore of Lake Renali."

The one who reported the situation was the female student Galina.

"I see." Silver Lizard waved his hand.

"Teacher." Galina stared at Silver Lizard's face for a while, "Have you tried listening to the oracle again?"

"Um."

"Your complexion is very bad."

"I know." Silver Lizard paused, and the flesh under his cheek suddenly twitched inexplicably and unreasonably, "It seems that I need fresh flesh and blood tonight."

The fresh flesh and blood that Silver Lizard refers to is not dinner, but people, and they must be living people.

The Silver Lizard has been like this since ages ago.

Listening to the [Oracle] for a long time caused abnormalities in his body.

About every one and a half months, if the silver lizard is not nourished by the flesh and blood of living people, it will become extremely crazy and tyrannical, and finally completely lose its rationality.

If the frequency of listening to the [Oracle] is too frequent, the cycle of his madness will be further shortened.

Regarding the Silver Lizard's request, neither Galina nor Korma showed any surprises.

After all, they have done too many things like hunting and killing living people, and they are too proficient.

"Teacher, if it's fresh flesh and blood, the black-haired boy living next door seems to be a very suitable person?"

Galina licked her lips, and there was a distinct blush on her face, she was excited.

Silver Lizard didn't say anything more, just nodded.

It seems that he also noticed Don who just moved into the tavern today.

Sojourning in a tavern, alone, with magical power surging in his body, but weak in strength.

Is there a more suitable hunting target than this?

...

Donne here.

After trekking six or seven kilometers of winding mountain roads, Don returned to Rhine Town, and it was already 9 o'clock in the evening.

Rhine, a small town mainly composed of miners, has even less nightlife than Eaton.

There was no one on the street at this point, only a few horseshoe lamps hung on the outer walls of several houses, emitting weak yellow light.

"In a quiet night, in a dilapidated town, I always feel that nothing good will happen in this environment." Dawn shrank his neck.

After walking a few more steps, before arriving at the Noisy Turtledove Tavern, Don saw a few figures standing vaguely under a horseshoe lamp on the side of the road ahead.

"You're not afraid of anything coming, are you?" Don quickened his pace, intending to quickly pass by these people.

But the few people under the horseshoe lamp seemed to have exchanged a few words in a low voice.

Then they spread out, walking toward Dorne in a vaguely encircling posture.

Donne saw clearly at this time, there were three people opposite, an elderly man with silvery temples. Two young men remained, a man and a woman.

The three of them were all dressed as ordinary businessmen, and they looked very ordinary and ordinary.

"Sir, can I take up a little of your precious time? I want to tell you about the suffering and redemption of the world, the end of the world and the Savior."

The elder among the three stood in front of Dawn and said this in a soft and friendly tone.

Don: ...

Just listening to the opening remarks of this Amway-style preaching, Donne understood the identities of these three people.

Regarding the religion in the Land of Miracles, Dawn has heard about Vivienne's popular science.

According to Vivienne, there is only one official sect in several grand duchies including the Dona Empire——

The original sect, the general "church" and "Holy See" refer to this sect.

The historical source of the original sect's existence in the Land of Miracles has been unable to be verified. Anyway, it seems that it has existed logically since ancient times.

The Holy See worships the original Creator and regards him as the only true God in the world.

The three people on the opposite side obviously do not belong to the Holy See. After all, the people of the Holy See are not so downcast that they go to the streets at night to preach.

Even if these three people are not heretics, they are members of secret cults.

But then again, people who don’t know any secret religion, do they still have to go to the streets to block people to preach and improve their performance?

Are you so diligent?

"Sorry, I still have some urgent matters to deal with, and I will listen to you next time when I have a chance."

Donne doesn't want to have anything to do with any secret order at the moment, and wants to leave after a casual sentence.

Just kidding, the entire land of miracles is dominated by the Holy See, a monopoly existence.

Doesn't getting involved with some secret sect group mean getting burned?

And on this big night, people are directly surrounded on the street where no one else can be seen.

But any normal person would not believe that you really just want to preach, okay?

"Sir, I think you need to listen carefully. When the end comes, we all need redemption."

The tone of the elder esoteric disciple's speech was still kind, but he didn't mean to give way to Donne at all.

At the same time, through the dim light from the horseshoe lamp, Dawn clearly saw the old believer's face twitch a few times abnormally, as if something was scurrying under his skin.

Not good, very bad.

Walking at night and encountering strange things.

Donne was crying in his heart, but his spirit was highly concentrated, and he was ready to fight.

Whether it was triggering the spell in the mithril ring or releasing his own skills, Dawn was ready.

"Sir, I don't think you need to be so nervous. We don't have any malicious intentions, but we just want you to be redeemed."

The elder tantric man was still talking, and at the same time the shocking twitching under his skin intensified.

Not only that, at the moment when his voice fell, Don saw the blood streak on the other side's head.

Bright red blood bars.

Bad old man, I believe you a ghost!

The blood bars are all showing up, you told me you didn't mean anything?