Over the past few days, the Guardians have been trying to increase the culinary skills of the Sucrose.

He didn't have any talent for cooking, but luckily, he knew he would move exactly as he had learned.

‘This is enough to win. ’

Your opponent is also a chef in the neighborhood.

Not to a great degree.

Combining the prepared menu and the weapon of spleen can be enough to win.

The guardian turned to the colon with a positive heart.

The role played by the Guardians today is to assist the Succubi Dragon.

Macroscope was cast to its maximum and barely reached the size of a child.

After a while, the venue of the match arrived.

There were unexpected circumstances unfolding.

‘Variable. You invited the lord's mastery. ’

Were you supposed to scare me more?

The guardian stares at the ironhead with a stunning glance.

I have anxious eyes and embarrassed colors.

The sense of protection caught the murmuring of the iron bean.

‘Ugh ghosts, I'm not. That's not what I did. It's all about your wife. ’

The Guardian's gaze moved.

A woman with an angel impression standing next to an iron bean.

It's probably the father-in-law who caused the variables to happen today.

‘I can't help it. It's hard to come over and flip over now. ’

Battle Prerequisites I gave up my mind because my mission was completed.

But I didn't expect her to move, not iron.

‘I have no choice but to win by cooking. Well, even a chef's chow is a cowardly move, so is an assertion. ’

I was trembling, but I was convinced.

I'm not in a position to turn upside down because I'm angry.

All you have to do now is make the perfect dish.

Then, whoever is the opponent has a chance.

The Guardian stares at the Stone Dragon.

The Stone Dragon was also looking at the Guard at the right time.

“Thank you for your help in the meantime. I'll win and pay you back. ”

The Stone Dragon stepped into the colon with a bold move.

* * *

Soo-soo's last sigh came out.

‘Haah, what did I do..... ’

Cooking contest in which Ironclad's wife decided to receive 5 Doubloons.

If I didn't need a feed, I wouldn't be in charge.

"I used to work in the Blue Dragon Castle kitchen. ’

Makpyeong really worked in the Blue Dragon Castle like a rumor.

But there was something different about the rumors.

Makpyeong was the youngest housewife who was in charge of housework under the Blue Dragon Castle.

Stop talking, I'm practically a junkie.

One day the lord died and his homecoming changed.

“Do you want to continue with the hurdles? ”

A new homemaker suggested it to Magpyeong.

“You want me to keep doing my job? I can't do it anymore. ”

It was the end of the story that sowed the proposal like that.

The problem was the mouthpiece.

As I was drunken and bluffing, I kept getting fat on the story.

Then Makpyeong became a great sorcerer who sowed the Holy Spirit's cherry blossom and walked the path of cooking.

‘Hmph! I'm so much better than the false ones. ’

One last-minute comment was unfathomable.

It was because he thought his cooking skills were better than the Lord's mastery.

The opponent of the battle was seen in the eyes of the last man.

‘I don't even know the basics.' ’

You don't even catch a knife.

The vagina is full of tongues.

The thumb is on the side of the knife, the index is on the back of the knife.

The hand that holds the knife should be like that.

This way, the knife does not go back to the side while cutting the material.

Meanwhile, Stone Dragon's hand wraps around the handle like a Blader grasping a sword.

It's natural to do this nonsense.

As things turned out, Magpyeong was convinced of victory even before the beginning.

‘You don't have to be nervous. ’

One more time, a vagrant with a tongue started cooking.

Cœrrrrrr

The chicken is roasted in a well sweetened pot.

The dishes that Makpyeong prepared today are in the palace account.

It was a spicy fried chicken with various vegetables.

As the cooking was completed, the confidence of the last name pierced the sky.

‘Consider me unlucky. ’

If Soo Soo Soo went out of the golden honeysuckle, there would have been a chance for the Stone Dragon too.

However, as long as he is the opponent, that is not the case.

With full confidence, Magpyeong stares at the stone dragon.

‘There's nothing to see. I won.’

The confidence of the last name that saw the dish of the Stone Dragon rises even further.

Sucrose's cooking was fried.

Fries are delicious.

One drawback is obvious.

‘You've come with what you feel. Hhh.’

Fries are greasy.

What I felt was pure.

Naturally spicy food is forced to pull.

Eventually, there will be a spicy palace account in people's heads that captured their feelings.

The last-minute critic was confident in winning the 10th.

After a while, the tasting began.

“Oh, it's a palace account. The color kills?”

“I thought it was the master of the Blue Dragon Castle! ”

There was a crowd of people on the plains first.

“This side of the frying pan is delicious. ”

I also found someone who eats the dish of Succubirong.

It was natural that there were so many people gathered.

‘Hhh, yeah, we're all going to end up this way. ’

Nevertheless, I didn't worry about the last minute.

How long are you going to be eating fried chicken like that?

“Fried clothes are incredibly crisp. ”

“Suffer. It's delicious. ”

“But it gets a little bitter because it keeps getting greasy. ”

The expected reaction flowed.

At the same time, the kid who followed him as an assistant next to the opponent's cook began to do strange things.

"What is that? Condiments? '

The tinted seasoning barrel is in the end.

The boy put it in front of the people holding the fried chicken.

“What kind of condiment is this? ”

It was curious, and so were people.

Someone asked the boy.

“If you try it, I know. ”

The boy smiled and replied.

Since then, things have changed.

“Huh? What's this taste like? ”

“It smells sweet and weird. It smells delicious.”

“What kind of condiment is that? ”

“What if it tastes good, that's enough. ”

Those who could not overcome the feeling and were about to approach the palace account were nailed in place.

There is a rope in front of the stone dragon.

What did you do? ’

Magpyeong glances at the boy.

* * *

‘Okay, phase one is a success. ’

The Guardian was relieved.

After the match, the most important thing to think about is the menu selection.

It has to be tasty, even if it can be done by a shit-handed stone dragon.

The Guardian sought advice from Valyong.

“What do you think the best food is? ”

Valyong, who was pondering for a while, replied.

It's a fried chicken. The taste of freshly fried hoorides with a hint of salt. A blend of crispy texture and sodium! No flavor can overcome the complaint of Chine, who has just been delivered from the oil.

The term "gourmet dragon" was not a bad word for a nickname.

That's how the menu was set.

‘Fried clothing should be as crisp as possible in crispy format. Add spicy seasoning to the frying cloth itself……. ’

The guardian who searched the recipe was in trouble.

‘Feel it. Feel it will catch your ankle eventually. ’

You must resolve your feelings to win the battle.

The Guardian pondered again.

The first solution that came to mind at the end of the scene.

It's with various sauces.

From chili sauce to cheese, mustard and cheese powder.

There was a total mobilization of sauce that might not be in the world of Sucrose.

And now.

The solution worked wonderfully.

“What is this powder? It's very blatant. It's very blatant. ”

“This yellow seasoning is sweet and delicious. It has a sharp scent. ”

“Red is spicy. You can feel it by eating it. ”

“It's the first taste I've ever seen together. There's no time to get tired. ”

The Guardians smiled as they heard people's voices.

On the other hand, Makpyeong crushed it.

What the hell is that seasoning doing? ’

Why are there more people over there?

It doesn't make any sense.

I don't think the knife is the best dish to cook.

After all, it was because of the seasoning given by the kid.

I can't let you use one seasoning.

‘I flip it somehow. ’

With this, the crocodile python picked up a bottle of cooking liquor.

Ugh!

The fire soars as the liquor enters the sweet pot.

Magpyeong moved his wrist lightly.

“Look over there! The pot's on fire. ”

“The flames are moving as if they were alive. ”

“I thought it was blue dragon mastery, but it's a lot of technology. ”

Eyes converge.

There are people who want to eat food.

Makpyeong burns as he endures trembling wrists (? continued).

This time, the Guardian stares at the last minute.

‘He's a famous cook, so it's definitely not worth it. ’

An eye-catching performance on the left.

The Guardian also acknowledged that the skill was that of a chef.

Of course, recognition and battle are separate.

‘Let me take out the spleen weapon too. ’

The Guardian has opened the box.

There was a stack of horseradish bottles on thin ice.

“It's a drink. Eat with the chicken. ”

The Guardian handed the bottle over to the guests.

“Beverage? The bottle is cool. Let's have a drink."

“Billions, what's this taste like? My mouth stings.”

“Awesome! I feel the oil running all over my mouth. ”

“Look, what kind of drink is this? Is it a drink?”

Someone grabbed Gear and asked.

The Guardian smiled and replied.

“A special beverage for non-dragon guests. It's black, so it's called black. What you're eating right now is not getting drunk, and you're not getting drunk. ”

The identity of the beverage was Coke.

“Black Wine? It turns out it's black. ”

“What color would it be, something so delicious? ”

“That's right. You look amazing with this fried chicken. ”

The acclaim color follows.

Then someone smiled and asked.

“But you didn't drink this? So do you sell alcohol separately? ”

The Guardian smiled and replied.

“There are also drinks. ”

The Guardian gives out the Horny Disease.

It was a mixture of soju and Coke, which tasted almost like Coke.

“This is a little cheap. ”

“Uh-huh. Even good food and drinks. Perfect. I think I should take the non-dragon's side. ”

“You, too? So am I. ”

“Me too! I love fried chicken, and this black wine is awesome. ”

“When you lose, you never drink black wine again, do you? Then I'm on this side, too. ”

People rush towards the inner stone dragon.

‘I won.'

The Guardians anticipated victory.

* * *

The battle is over.

It's time to find out the outcome of the battle.

You can count the number of wooden paddles you get from each store.

Gold red 18 votes.

Ninety-five votes for non-dragon.

‘I won!'

The Guardian called for pleasure.

The stone dragon smiles with pride.

There was a man who twisted his face like a demon.

“That's ridiculous! You think I lost to a fool who couldn't even hold a knife? ”

Last minute.

He could not give in to the consequences.

“What? What's wrong with him? ”

“I don't like the results. ”

“It was so different and so delicious. It's a natural outcome."

“It's a great masterpiece, you must have lost your pride. ”

People's reactions made them feel miserable.

Especially the word "pride" canals even more.

“You, you son of a bitch! You little runt, you know nothing! ”

The eyes of the last name were turned over.

I don't like going back, so maybe it's because of the cooking liquor I picked up one drink at a time.

Magpyeong picks up the knife.

“Huff! Crazy! Swing the sword!”

“Why are you doing that? ”

“I saw you drinking earlier. Are you drunk or out of your mind? ”

Booooo Booooo

Magpyeong swings his knife into the air.

"I can't lose to that bastard! ’

Great mastery for rejecting the Holy Spirit.

One reality is a worker who used to be a huddlett.

In order to rationalize the secret, Makpyeong always brainwashed himself.

Though he himself was a kitchen worker, he believed that culinary craftsmanship was nothing less than the mastery of the sacrament.

But the pride of such a last name was shattered.

“Assholes who don't even taste good! You don't deserve my food! The Lord grabbed my crotch and stretched it out! ”

Makpyeong vomits with a sword in the air.

“Ugly.”

Then someone rebuked me and went out.

It was a young man.

He held a bottle of black wine in his hand.

“Taste is honest law. I just got more votes on the more delicious food. ”

When I finished speaking, the man leaned towards the bottle as if he saw it.

The snow of the last name has turned into a whirlwind.

“What are you again! ”

Makpyeong is just about to swing his sword into the air.

Gather Vegetables

The blade that appeared on all sides pointed at the throat of the last person.

Gulp

The cry of last name moved.

The spirit flies away.

The wounded pride retreated to the back one day.

“Who are you...? ”

It is because I realized that the opponent is not normal.

The opponent's man takes off his outer wrap and throws it.

The blue clothes inside were revealed.

“The Holy Lord's blue tolerance! ”

“Lord Lord? Lord of the Blue Dragon? ”

“I've seen it in the first place! That is truly the Lord's tolerance. ”

The escort shouts out loud.

“This is the Lord of the land, the Lord of the Blue Dragon Castle! Take an example!”

The voice of the inner air is scattered everywhere.

Hair. Hair.

Everyone knelt down and tightened their heads.

That's the way the world treats the Lord.

The guard fell cold.

Only one.

Only the last python with a knife to his throat was standing.

Hae Hui of the Holy Land asked for such a last name.

“Sprinkled my cherry and left the castle? ”

“ ……! ”

The complexion of the last name has become pale.

Hae Hoo said with a smile.

“I'll listen to that story. ”

A bodyguard drags his last name to the hilt of Hae Hoo.

The intestines have been cleaned up very quickly.

Hahou shouted in a caravan voice.

“Although the finishing touches were troublesome, what I saw today was also a great entertainment for the Holy See. Therefore, I want to pay the price for my hard work. ”

The people listen like dead rats.

Subsequent voices followed.

“I will give 30 gold coins to the protagonist of the day, the non-dragon guest cup, and exempt the market street tax for three months. And……. ”

After taking a short breath, Hahou turns his head.

He added with a firm voice, holding his gaze toward the iron.

“The food of non-dragon guests is a great asset of nature! After today, anyone who makes useless strife with the Dragon's Cup will be punished in the name of the Lord of the Blue Dragon. ”

Apparent warning.

The investigation of the Escort Blader showed that Hae Hoo Myeong was already in a bad mood.

“Huff!”

Iron sow vomits in vain.

The woman next to him also trembled.

‘Oh, I won't bother you in the future. ’

Seeing the feared iron bean, the guardian thought.

Thanks to the proclamation of the Holy Spirit that has suddenly appeared, the future of the Dragon Dragon Jap will be smooth.

“Long live the Lord! ”

The chanting resounded.

It was the voice of the tax-exempt people.

At the same time, a message came to mind before the eyes of the Guardian.

You have completed [Dimensional Mission Cooking Battle .]

[Satisfaction of Two Kings Stone Dragon is increased by 30.]

That's it.

Do you think you can learn to dance?

When the Guardians are having a pleasant expectation.

Huhu's escort approaches quietly.

“The Holy Lord wants to see you for a moment. ”