Black Summoner

Episode 147: The Ingredient Voice

- Zhu's Grand Canyon/Gangblack Castle Fortress

This stopping operation was a huge success. We were able to trap the Dragon Cavalry in the narrow section of this valley as planned and capture all the ancient dragons and enemy general Azgrad, as well as the enemy soldiers. Besides, there's not even one injured person on this side. This is arguably a great battle result.

I was surprised that Lion and Serra and the others had captured more people alive than expected, but it didn't take that long to move them to the fortress. Those who were magically paralyzed by Lyon could not move one finger for a whole day, but they decided to let the dragon cavalry that Serra had placed under her control carry them.

Serra's 'blood stain' is her ability to put what touches blood under control. Serra said that if you can make even a drop of blood touch the other person's head, you can control all of that subject. Head, I guess the point is you're in control of the brain. Effective time also depends on the amount of blood attached and the mental strength of the target, but Serra speaks Australian that a person of this magnitude can spend a few hours with a drop. Surviving enemy forces on the ground and in the sky were roughly the same number. It's just the right number of people to carry it.

For that reason, the enemy soldiers ruled carry their companions to the fortress, where they attach croto restraints to each other and enter the cells they set up in the basement. It could be an odd sight to say. Azglad and Rosalia's cells are each private, as opposed to the cells in the large rooms that house the soldiers. It's a special specification I took the time to smell. Not a single piece of iron lattice would be harmed in that state of detention.

So far Rosalia has grown up in jail, but it still takes time for Azglad to regain consciousness. MP recovers slightly but naturally by resting, so you'll wake up within an hour, well. Until then, we are taking a break in the great hall of the fortress to heal our fatigue in battle. Nobody's taking any damage, though. Sabato and the others invited him, but now he's gone to the training ground wanting to work out asexually. Only Gynn was being pulled by Agus crying, but did he do something?

"It was helpful that Boga and Mudfarak's contract went through so well. I knocked him out early compared to Dahak, so I figured I'd have one of my complaints."

These two most don't seem to have grown up yet by the time they become humanized or speak their language, so now they have me staying within my magic. They don't go into buildings like any other dragon because they're sized. I need to think about a walk or something when I get back to Pars.

"Those guys just recently evolved into ancient dragons. Sometimes the soldiers riding just got stronger weren't too handled, weren't you dissatisfied, sss? There comes a Lion lady and Gerrard's husband who far surpasses their strengths, and that's the only way to surrender. I'll show you my guts until I'm convinced."

"I'm totally exposed to you, too."

"Ugh..."

Dahak, who mistakenly assumed he was an oligarchy and cool personality when he first met the dragon form, is familiar with our party as early as possible. Behavior is rough with a bare stick, but the root part is warm? I was spreading poison during the battle, but in the end, I want you to care about Azglad. I rebelled against my parents during the rebellion. This happened, like? No, no matter how much, no matter what it is.

"In the first place, my abilities show true value where there is abundant soil. In this desolate, dry land, power also deteriorates."

"Heh, I mean, Dahak can't do everything he can without carefully selecting a place! That's inconvenient!"

"Guuuuuuuu..."

And weak in out-of-the-box discourse. Serra is just talking about what she thought.

"Well, it must be a big factor in the rice. My eyes changed the moment I ate the rice that Ephil made."

"Is it? I just cooked the stir-fry briefly..."

Effil came with a light meal in the dining trolley. No, no, Effil, that's usually feeding. After eating, I had a more respectful eye for Effil than my husband, me.

"Everyone loves delicious food. Uh, the Dahak meal..."

"It was a raw vegetable, wasn't it, Haku?

"You're right, your daughter knows!"

Yeah, well, meat was totally useless and all I could eat was vegetables. When he was in the Dragon Cavalry Regiment in Trysen, he did something with his abilities, but that too could only ensure the minimum quality and quantity required by the sealing of the collar, Dahak says bitterly. You can't even speak like a protest voice because of the collar, and Azglad is a strain of meat to eat. Dahak, you've had a hard time, too.

"Only vegetables, that's also what I meant by saying I only mouth things without condiments, so I just cut the vegetables in sticks. I can't call it cooking, but I hope it suits your mouth."

Place the vegetable stick where Effil is placed in the glass on the table. Classic vegetables such as radishes, carrots and red bell peppers brightly colored the colors.

"I'm sorry you cared. It's a treat for me. There's nothing wrong with that. Agoo."

Saying so, Dahak carries a stick of pakiri and carrots in his mouth.

………

"Dahak?"

"Hey, what a mess...! Ngu! What the heck, the vegetables I made so well, no, that's more than that...!? My tongue makes my stomach happy!

Hey, I shared a commentary with you while you ate. The stick disappears into Dahak's mouth with tremendous momentum.

"E, Mr. Effilu! Where are these vegetables?

"I bought it at 800 stores where Pars was going..."

Yeah. It's got to be regular vegetables everywhere. I kept the freshness in the storage of the croto, but it's not that luxury.

"This level of vegetables is commonly sold!?... brother, I'll live in Pars permanently."

"Calm down."

That's what Dahak, with vegetable shards on his cheeks, has said with a straight face. Is the previously held appetite confusing Dahak?

"I'll explain that."

Oh, you're the food leader, Dr. Melfina!

"The sharpened Effil cooking technique is about to step into the divine domain. The technique was just cut with a knife, just that all the action gives the ingredients breath and maximizes flavor and freshness… yes, now Effil can also hear the spirits living in the ingredients!

"Oh yeah!? Ephil, hey, wow!

"No, I can't hear you."

"... hey"

It's a goddess joke.

I thought you believed half because the story sounded like it. But without joke, if it's the extent of Effil now, it feels that way. Whatever the process, the ranking of ingredients is clearly increasing as a result. Although it is doubtful whether we are talking about the earliest cooking techniques because the taste is improved simply by cutting with a knife.

"Hey, but I know how Boga and Mudfarak feel. This gets boned out by dragon pride or something like that. Oh, another plate, huh?

- Concon.

When Effil tried to take his seat at Dahak's request, he heard a knock through the hall door. It was Gerard who came out of the door.

"Excuse me. King, that man is awake. Let the golem keep an eye on you, but are we on our way?

"That was pretty quick. So you're going to negotiate? Mel, do you have what you were asking for?

"Yeah, go ahead."

Melfina gives me the collar. The ancient letters painted on the collar were luminous and slightly glowing.