Main Character Hides His Strength

In conclusion, you cannot afford to eat.

Vertelgia should not be put back into the Creator Quest. That way, Bertelgia might actually disappear.

The problem is that you cannot tell Bertelgia everything. The truth Kim Sung-cheol hides deep in his heart is too heavy for Bertella to handle.

In this or that situation, Kim Sung-cheol in heaven was also confused.

“Mmm-hmm. Bertelkia. ”

Kim Sung-cheol opened his mouth curiously as he felt his head was turning white.

“Huh?"

Bertella is still in a good mood.

‘We must somehow overcome this crisis. ’

But how?

I don't think of any other sharp numbers.

‘What are you barbarians doing? They don't come in at times like this. ’

I'm desperate enough to be a real barbarian or even Ashin.

I still have no answer as Kim Sung-cheol who has gone through all of the prenatal battles.

Then I heard a sly voice behind me.

“Look, I'm sorry to say, but you seem to have some business to attend to. Can I leave?" ”

Chef Paparpa.

The moment I heard that voice, I thought of something in Kim Sung-cheol's head.

“W-wait! ”

Kim Sung-cheol summoned Papa to leave.

“Hmm? What's going on? Sir."

Papar stared at Sung-cheol Kim with a thin smile.

Still arrogant. He's a jerk who needs to press his nose flat.

But right now, Kim Sung-cheol is in such a picky situation that he needs to use this jerk's lifeline.

‘Maybe I can do something about it later. Let's just clear this up for now. ’

I know it's a mob.

But sometimes men are forced into groups.

This is the moment for Sung-cheol Kim.

In silence, Kim Sung-cheol's finger pointed toward Papa.

“A battle...! ”

A word with a spleen.

It was an unexpected development for no one.

“Huh? What are you trying to do that's not the answer?!. ”

Bertelkia patted around Kim Sung-cheol and looked at his face.

Kim Sung-cheol desperately took care of his face and said in a solemn voice.

“I'm sorry, Bertelkia. Now I have to compete with that guy to find out who's the best cook. ”

“Huh?"

Surprisingly, Bertelgia and Paparpa were the same.

“What do you mean? ”

He scratched his head as if he couldn't understand Drago just watching.

Kim Sung-cheol was embarrassed enough to lose his soul in a long time, but he was already on the back of a tiger.

I can't stop.

Kim Sung-cheol thought so and said a heavy word to the wretched Elven Cook.

“Are you that good at cooking? ”

“… Yes? ”

“You must have encountered him at the Emperor Lagranje's Cooking Competition. You don't remember. ”

“ ……. ”

“Follow me to the restaurant. Fight to find out who's the master of true cooking. ”

Kim Sung-cheol quickly walked to the restaurant. Papa was dumbfounded, but soon he recovered his composure and recalled the face of a man buried in his memory.

‘Ah, that's him. I dared to think about the ingredients of my cooking. ’

A cruel smile came to Papa's mouth.

If Kim Sung-cheol had walked into a battle, he would have given up, but if he had walked into a battle through cooking, he would not have walked away.

‘Looks like you cooked for a hobby. I think he had some pretty thin knowledge. Apparently, amateurs have an unreasonable lack of confidence. But the professional world isn't that simple. ’

He gazes at the glittering golden dragon brooch from his collar.

A symbol of fine cuisine.

This is not for everyone.

A symbol of a culinary achievement that can only be obtained by a top-notch cook.

How did those stubborn Dwarf chefs bow their heads when he showed a golden brooch before the Dwarf royal chefs?

‘This is my chance to build my reputation. ’

Paparpa carefully brushed his proud golden brooch and followed behind Kim Sung-cheol with a relaxed gait.

“Ugh. What the hell are you doing? ”

Bertelgia remains alone, stunned for a while in the same situation as the accident.

“Well, don't worry. Miss Book.”

Drago, who was next to Bertelkia, said.

“As long as the Unsullied are under my control, I will always open up to you. God's dirt is useless to me anyway. ”

Dragoman didn't think the Giants would help us fight the Barbarians.

However, I only brought it for the purpose of coloring. Unlike the other kings with their own armies, Drago is the only one.

“Mmm-hmm. Okay. Anyway, now I have to go deal with those idiots! ”

Bertelkia greeted Drago Bay and flew off the bookshelf toward Kim Sung-cheol's back.

Dragoman glances back at Bertelkia and mutters, biting a cigarette.

“... I see that book has a very different personality. ”

Dragoman scratches his head and looks around.

“Anyways, isn't there a nice girl besides the book? ”

A woman appeared to Drago Bay as she was looking around the banquet hall.

“It's a fucking world anyway. Enjoy yourself. ”

Dragoman smiles and approaches her.

Meanwhile, in the restaurant, the scene of a fierce cooking contest was rising.

Judge Akkad immortal and his two sons.

They were elected to the judging panel as typical Dwarves representing the Dwarf kingdom here.

Papará immediately disputed the matter.

“You seem to know him, but wouldn't that be disadvantageous to me?" ”

Even though he objected, the arrogance of being good was still smeared on his face and attitude.

It was because he was confident that he would win unless he played a game with the judges.

"Confidence is one thing. ’

Kim Sung-cheol opened his mouth thinking that way.

“I don't think it's a problem unless you tell me whose cooking it is. ”

It's a blind test.

Paparpa agreed to this and also talked about the topic of cooking to compete.

“Today is a place to celebrate a meaningful day, and I'd like each of you to make a meal around the banquet. ”

Kim Sung-cheol couldn't say no.

Furthermore, Paparpa offered another proposition.

“Why not use the ingredients freely? As a common ingredient in a Dwarf's crude kitchen, I can't cook for ten minutes. ”

It is an unacceptable offer as Kim Sung-cheol.

Kim Sung-cheol has only lived through repeated battles over the past few months. I did this every time I went through cooking, but it was a long time ago when I collected rare and great ingredients.

The ingredients of the spice boxes stored in his Soul Warehouse are now almost on the floor.

Papa, on the other hand, is a first-class chef with a huge restaurant in Lagense. He also won the Emperor's Cooking Competition and is well-versed in his skills, talents, and connections. His water will be filled with great ingredients that can't be compared to Kim Sung-cheol.

Given that the biggest determinant of the taste of cooking is the ingredient itself, Papa's suggestion was very disadvantageous to Sung-cheol Kim.

“Hmm.”

As the silence grew longer, uninvited guests appeared in the kitchen.

It's Bertelgia, after Kim Sung-cheol.

“What are you doing? I've been doing this here. ”

Kim Sung-cheol dared not look at Bertelkia.

Vertelgia sighed as she walked around like that and fell into his pocket.

“Well, you have your reasons. Deep down, I need you to understand. ”

A bright smile came to my mouth when I heard him say that.

“… Bertelkia. ”

“Well, I guess there's nothing more important to you than his cooking. Don't mind me. Go ahead. I'm gonna take a nap. ”

Meanwhile, watching this scene, Paparpa folded his arms and gazed at Sung-cheol Kim again with a sly voice.

“I'm sorry, sir. I didn't get an answer to that question just now. ”

“Oh, you mean the ingredients? ”

“Yes. It seems to me that the ingredients in this kitchen are the best way to make a 50 point dish. If you're a cooking class, you know the score I'm talking about. ”

Papar doesn't know that Kim Sung-cheol still has a diamond brooch.

Kim Sung-cheol carelessly thought about just revealing the brooch and recalled the past.

It's a class secretary who cooks. It was the voice of android, called the dragon of the beginning.

“... each species has its own taste. The symbol of the Ultimate Cook's Diamond Brooch will shine brighter whenever it satisfies the tastes of other species. ”

The word was like the gospel to Kim Sung-cheol.

Kim Sung-cheol stared at the self-confident papar.

“I'll do that. ”

After a long hesitation, the answer was too concise and decisive.

“Are you sure? ”

A satisfactory smile comes to mind on Papa's face.

His eyes had already begun to glow with certainty of victory.

“I assure you, I cannot give you my materials, no matter what the accused officer asks. ”

“... I promise. ”

Then the duel between the two chefs began.

The battle itself was the perfect advantage of Paparpa from start to finish.

He trimmed, trimmed and sculpted numerous different types of spices and lavish ingredients with his dazzling hands, which looked more like a fancy sword than a dish.

On the other hand, Kim Sung-cheol's movements are in the Jung Middle East.

He was cooking sour dishes compared to paparpa, such as crudely trimming the big pig's feet, putting them in the pot with his careless eyes, and occasionally poking the meat with a skewer to check its ripeness.

“I think you're going to lose. ”

Vertelgia, who said she was taking a nap, gives a trembling warning, wondering if she thought it was a bad idea.

Kim Sung-cheol was Cheon Hae-pyeong.

“Painful!”

The sound of Papa Farpa groaning strangely reminds me of the machine gun. He taps the cutting board without a wink, but only boils potatoes, picks the meat, puts it in the oven, and waits for it to relax.

Everything he used was in the kitchen of a Dwarf palace. I did not use any other materials.

When the two chefs' dishes revealed their outline, victory and defeat seemed to have been decided, at least in the eyes of Bertelgia.

Paparca's cuisine was a delightful dish that satisfied both the eyes and mouth of a dragon, cooked in different ways with colorful vegetables and meat.

‘Well, that elf. I asked you to make a dish, and you made a very good one. Whereas our candidate for creationist…’

Roasted feet with potatoes.

That's all.

Papar smiled at Kim Sung-cheol's cooking with his eyes, muttering something to his attendants.

Bright laughter erupts among his attendants.

In order to process the two dishes were both colonized in front of the judges at once.

The reaction was as Bertelgia expected.

Akkad Rich was surprised to see Paparpa's cooking, but Kim Sung-cheol's cooking was grueling.

Of course, their forks were also headed for Papar's cuisine first.

“Oh. What is it? How about this?”

The dwarves appear to be in shock.

The fork moves in a frenzy.

“Father, aren't you eating too fast? I'll pretend.”

“It's okay! I know my body! ”

All of Papa's dishes were gone in an instant.

As small as a fine restaurant, it disappeared like a crab.

“That's why dwarves have no manners. ”

Papar smiled and suggested his cooking to Sung-cheol Kim.

“I don't have to tell you this, but I think I've won the battle. Would you like to try my cooking? ”

Paparpa hands out a plate with a colorful dragon. Kim Sung-cheol tasted papar's dishes without saying a word. His eyes reminded me of this.

‘Well done, excellent cooking. ’

[This dish scores... 82 points!]

[It's the skill of a strong man.]

Even a culinary director can score high points.

On the other hand, Kim Sung-cheol's cooking score was not that crazy.

[This dish scores 52 points.]

[It's basic, but it's crude.]

Papará is the only material that matches the expected score.

From here on out, Kim Sung-cheol's defeat is obvious.

But the game had begun.

“Something's missing. ”

Akkad once tasted again and stared at Kim Sung-cheol's dishes.

Ordinary dishes. He took the fork to Kim Sung-cheol's mouth while refuting.

“Hmm?"

Akkad's expression is strange.

He once again took the fork and took Kim Sung-cheol's Foot dish into his mouth.

“I don't think we have enough sheep. Can I get you another plate? ”

The papar recognizes the dwarves' needs and speaks softly.

Then the next moment, something unexpected happened.

“No, I'm fine. ”

Akkad said so and looked around.

“Beer! Get some beer! ”

When the beer arrived, Akkad immediately emptied all the beers of the giant beer glasses and tasted Kim Sung-cheol's dishes.

After tasting Kim Sung-cheol's cooking when I saw my father's appearance, I had the same reaction.

“Beer here, too! ”

That looks like a real storm inhalation.

I ate papar's dishes well, but did not react this well.

Some of the Dwarves were enjoying Kim Sung-cheol's cooking.

Paparpa mutters, embarrassed by the unexpected.

“Oh, my God. Taste, smell, technology, everything! ”

The rich man's fork did not rest.

“Oh, this is the dish the crew cooked! ”

At that time, Kim Sung-cheol approached Papar and carried out the holy act he had been waiting for for for for a long time.

Flutter.

The corner of the coat flutters.

Then the diamond brooch, which was hidden inside, shimmers with a dazzling light.

“W-wow! ”

Papa turns his head, covering his eyes with his hands as if he couldn't handle the light.

But he looked straight at it.

The color of Kim Sung-cheol's brooch.

‘Th-this can't be...?! The... ultimate dish of legend?! ’

His pupils were causing an earthquake.

Kim Sung-cheol said in a blunt tone toward the shivering papar.

“A truly delicious dish is not roasted with strength and ingredients. It's to suit someone's taste. ”

Yes, it is.

Kim Sung-cheol's ingredients were obtained only from Dwarf kitchens. He took a look at the Dwarves' cooking practices and embraced their cooking and tastes traditions, but advanced to the highest level of skill and consideration.

“The Enemy Victory! ”

Akkad, who was eating crazily, raised his beer glass.

Kim Sung-cheol's diamond brooch, who symbolizes the ultimate chef, emits a stronger light.

[You've satisfied the taste of other races - dwarves.]

[It adds radiance to your culinary spirit.]