My Heroic Life

Nero asked timidly, and Roland smiled at this.

"Eat what I cooked."

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The monthly pass has doubled in the last week.

Please give the poor paper crane some votes.

For the ticket, I wrote about the Christmas Extravaganza, which just came out.

Christmas also has code words, the mood is subtle.

I'm still wondering whether to go to the movies at night, and I always feel that I might be hurt by the crowds of lovers.

Or go for something sweet, after all, life is so bitter.

All in all, say Merry Christmas!

Chapter 28—Eating Essence Elbow

How to give medicine to Nero? After adjusting his mind, Roland quickly thought of a way.

That was the agreement made by the two.

Roland, who has dealt with the king-level fantasy species, can let Nero do one thing, provided that it does not exceed the scope of Nero's acceptance.

Of course, directing Nero to drink the medicine is obviously beyond her acceptance range, and she will definitely think it is a suspicious liquid, or a potion that will be uncontrollable after drinking.

Let alone the emperor of a country, even the death penalty prisoners would not agree to this condition, so Roland chose to find another way.

I, the governor of the Greek provinces of the Roman Empire, the chairman of the West Greece Trading Company, and the organizer of the Greek Spirits Congress-Roland, personally cook for you, test the poison first, and accompany you throughout the process. Your Majesty, can you still open your mouth?

"Cooking? You? Excessive?"

"Well, what?"

"...Nothing, just..."

Nero Claudius looked at Roland suspiciously.

With a height of two meters, five big three thick, full of muscles, this kind of man can actually cook?What would it look like?

Nero made up a wooden stick inserted into the shape of charred barbecue.

"Um, I think, you can do something else..."

"this one."

"..."

Hearing the man's categorical answer, Nero swallowed with a pitiful look. After a long time, he nodded silently, like a little girl who was forced to marry because of family reasons.

Are you going to go to battle?What kind of expression is this?Who do you look down on?

Mr. Roland felt that his cooking skills had been insulted, and the idea of ​​being foolish was dispelled, and he decided to let her see his true ability.

"Oh, you'll know after eating it."

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An hour later, in the restaurant where Nero and Roland usually ate, the Emperor Qiangwei watched the setting sun and tasted the meal.

It's quiet.

Nero couldn't help but think so.

She turned her head and looked at the chair that was added a week ago, and she probably found the reason for this idea in her mind.

If it were in normal times, she probably had already had a quarrel with the man opposite, or glared at each other across the dining table, in short, something must happen.

But today, he was busy in the kitchen, and the room was quiet.

Nero looked around the restaurant, and the maids had already retreated. She was the only one left in the wide room. She leaned back in the chair a little awkwardly, and muttered.

"It's too quiet."

Was the restaurant in the past so quiet?

Nero thought about this question a little strangely, but found that he couldn't remember it clearly. It seemed to be a long time ago, or that Nero had no special memory of this place.

This is just the place where she eats, to get the daily essential nutrients to maintain physical health. In her impression, it is closer to the term facility, but recently, it has changed slightly.

The food in the mouth didn't taste much, it was obviously not a problem with the cooking itself, but Nero felt that something was missing.

"too slow."

Nero muttered and glanced at the other side.

Is it because of eating with others that the food has become delicious recently?

Nero Claudius thought about it. He had a meal with his mother when he was young, and the number of times he was invited by other nobles when he grew up was countless. After that, he became emperor almost all alone. At that time, he didn't feel that way.

That's it, Nero thought so.

The food became delicious because of eating with that man.

Unlike when she was with her mother and other nobles, although the time for dinner with Roland was noisy, Nero would not suppress herself. She could vent her stress at work and occasionally chat with that man.

He is really different from the nobles. Nero thought this way at noon. If it were those nobles who would not move when Nero fell, for fear of being contaminated with cause and effect, let alone what cooking, except the chef. Nero did not remember what others made for her.

"Forget it, I will indulge you this time, even if it's burnt bones, I will taste it this time."

His Majesty the emperor who said so smiled, and the country was overwhelmed.

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"Okay, it's over!"

Roland returned to the scabbard to clean up the battlefield, while aside, the grilled lamb chops that had just been on fire burst into the roof with a brilliant white light.

Down, Lan Feihong!

Roland, who has made luminous dishes, wants to say that. After all, in this world where even with magic, dishes generally do not shine.

So why did Roland meet?

It's a bit embarrassing to say, because Mr. Roland has added some ingredients, that is the power of power, this piece of mutton is already a piece of mutton with a small amount of ability to dissolve blood toxins under the treatment of Chef Lan.