The Paladin Owns the Relic

26 – Cult of the Serpent (8)

“No matter how much this is…”

“You can’t eat monsters…”

“Ah, be quiet.”

Let’s boil it first. This is not meat That means my skills aren’t working properly.

I set my hand on fire. I started to treat crab scabs. A staggering amount of guts.

Do I need to put some water in first?

If I knew it would be like this, I would have studied the cookbook properly. I shoved ice into the boiling crab shell. As the ice melted, it began to turn into water…

A fishy smell began to emanate from the ice cave.

“Ugh.”

“Brother. It’s kind of like this.”

“It’s still a test piece. You can’t go hungry.”

I tried to sneak a taste of the test piece that had started to sizzle.

Oh sh*t.

What’s so dirty?

“The fishy smell… Catching the fishy smell…”

I think I could eat it somehow if I could catch the fishy smell.

Spices… Or something?

I took a quick look at the Serpent Cult. There is no line implicitly, but it was almost the first time I had a conversation outside of combat.

But what about it?

I broke up with Isabella!

I strode to my feet. I walked towards the Serpent Church. The Heretic Questioners stood in my way.

“Brother! Where are you going!”

“Those guys are evil heretics!”

“The only thing I can entrust my back to is combat!”

“I can’t do it alone to make this edible, right? I’m stepping back for a while. It’s because everyone is scared.”

Radatorque bit the Heretic Questioners. The eyes that looked at me were full of tremendous trust.

“Leave your brother alone.”

“Ha, but… dangerous…”

“What are you thinking?”

I feel like I can’t hit the ceiling, so I’ve pierced through it.

The trust of Radatoq, one of the giants.

My whole body is electrifying.

“Hey there.”

The scattered Serpent Churches were startled. I immediately grabbed the weapon.

“Who…!”

Looking at me, he slipped his weapon back.

“Hmmm. What’s going on?”

We have built up a lot of trust here as well. Compared to the other Heretic Questioners who were hesitant, he even openly helped.

“Is Priest Isabella here?”

“…Why did the captain…?”

“I’m trying to make this something edible.”

I pushed out a crab shell. Ugh, the snake believer covered his nose.

“Food waste…?”

“Isn’t that enough? Are you there anyway?”

“What does that have to do with the captain?”

“It matters. Among the food you have, there are some spices, right?”

“……”

“Ah, don’t take it out. Really. Without admitting Are you a comrade we fought with? I know you have more spices than food there.”

“How to do that.”

“Because Priest Isabella brought a snack.”

“…What?”

“Anyway, let’s cook this so we can eat and live together.”

“That’s a monster…”

“Whether it’s a monster or whatever, it’s all the same once it goes inside your stomach.”

“…….”

. . .

Isabella participated in the cooking research society.

“You really…”

“Why is that? Sister.”

“Isn’t the title correct?”

Isabella, who stuttered her voice in front of Radha Talk, overplayed her voice.

“I will lend you the spices. But there is a condition. We take half of the monster’s carcass.”

“I agree. But…”

Radatorque frowned.

“Can I call this cooking?”

A fishy smell came up. I took out some spices. The guys who will catch the terrible fishy smell.

The first thing I took out was a whole peppercorn.

“Isn’t it a bit big to put in?”

“I think I need to change it, but…”

“I will do it.”

Isabella tossed a whole peppercorn into the air. The sharp sword moved sharply.

Powdered peppers were thrown over the crab shells. The smell of pepper took away the fishy smell, and it became easier to breathe.

“Whoa.”

Then, once…

“Who wants to taste it?”

“……”

“……”

Everyone his gaze averted. I pointed to one of the snake followers.

“Enjoy your meal.”

“Why, why me!”

“Because everyone here can eat their fill only when the person who studies cooking survives to the end!”

I put the broth in the pieces of crab shells and served them out.

“Please enjoy the taste before you die.”

“Before I die?! Did you say before this kid died?!”

“Ah. A little. Just eat it.”

“Do you really have to die?”

“You bastards! It’s all Namil…! No! No! I can’t, dear…”

The broth was poured into the man’s mouth. The snake follower’s eyes widened.

“Mi… Mi…”

“Mimi(美味)?”

“Crazy Maaa!!!”

The man’s eyes turned upside down. He rolled on the floor and saliva poured out. He literally fell asleep.

Is it still not enough? It seemed that only the fishy smell was not the problem. I guess there is also a problem with the taste.

The Heretic Questioners quickly healed him. Fortunately, life did not seem to be affected.

“What does it taste like to make you faint?”

“I’m sure you shouldn’t eat it.”

“Isn’t it poisoned?”

The three of us, whispering, threw in a different spice this time.

“If you put it in, it will work somehow.”

A person died.

That’s a lot too.

. . .

Hunger drives people crazy. It was an academic orthodoxy.

We slowly went crazy. The crab shells are now starting to look just like lumps of food.

“Kill!”

“You have to kill even one more to research!”

“Oh sh*t! I’d rather die than eat something like that!”

“Crawfish! Hunt crawfish too!”

“They might taste better!”

“Don’t let them take the body after defeating them!”

The Heretic Questioners and the Paladins of the Serpent Order were getting along well as the days went by. Now, almost like a team, they naturally protected each other’s backs.

I spurred on my culinary studies. Fortunately, there were plenty of spices.

It seemed like it took a while, but when I counted it, it was only part of it.

“Experiment No. 164…”

I scooped up the crab shells and fed them to the snake follower next to me.

The man rolled his eyes and passed out.

“Recipe failed.”

It was already the 20th. But damn stage 3 didn’t come out.

What happened? Who was feeding that damn giant octopus beforehand?

There was no time to dwell on questions. We were living on these filthy, tasteless crab shells.

The first step is to make this into something that people can eat.

Isabella muttered in vain. Those eyes that had been living on her tasteless crab shells were unfocused.

“I’d rather die…”

Radatorque was staring blankly at the wall. As the days went by, the time to repeat meaningless actions increased.

“Heretic Judge…Don’t do that…”

The subtle taste of crab shells that destroys any strong spirit.

[‘Sun God’s Prayer’ is activated.]

[Prevent mental pollution.]

The only reason I didn’t collapse was thanks to my skills. My tongue went numb, but I was still alive.

“Experimental object…No. 227…”

I changed the recipe again. And finally found

“Experiment No. 328.”

I shed tears in front of the colorfully shining crab shells.

“Success…Success…”

[You have acquired Seafood Recipe (F).]

[The rank of Seafood Recipe (F) will increase.]

[Seafood recipe (B).]

-You can make these guys who are notorious for their taste…? What miracle…?

Ra, the sun god, shoveled the food into my mouth slowly.

The intensity of the fire is impossible without proper spices and me.

The taste of the crab shell broth made under the control of the mysterious power of the Holy Spirit spread throughout the mouth.

“This is… This is…!”

My whole body trembled like it was going to explode.

“Delicious… It’s…!”

Started distribution immediately. I took care of Isabella, who creeps on the ground.

“Sister. Try this.”

“Please… Stop torturing…”

“Because I want you to try it.”

As I shoved it into her mouth, Isabella’s eyes changed. It jumped up and clung to the crab shell and began to eat it.

“Crazy!! Dog’s taste!!!”

Lada Talk was no different. Tears flowed and clung to the crab shell.

“Brother.”

“Yes?”

“No matter what happens, I will protect you.”

I even received an oath of allegiance with one meal. Also I’m sick

Seeing the people I saved, I felt proud. But we can’t stop here.

I grilled the crab shells myself, smiling benevolently like a saint. The Serpent Cults, who had been hurriedly eating, began to call me a priest.

Awareness Up!

“Priest…Ah…”

“Is there… A light… For the priest…”

Ra clicked her tongue at that bizarre atmosphere.

-If Naga had seen it, he would have been cold.

“Aren’t you watching right now?”

-…Probably so. Maybe it’s because of me that I can’t get in touch.

Ra whispered.

-Maybe I want to thank you. Naga guy, even if you look at it that way, he is a very affectionate guy, so he must have been looking at the dying Isabella with pity.

“…So what?”

-I’ll move away for a moment. Put your hand on Isabella. Churches hate other churches, but it’s just a story that doesn’t matter much to us. He probably won’t be hostile towards you either. Rather…

“Would you like to give me something?”

– Exactly that.

Ra laughed grimly.

-You have to rip out what needs to be ripped off. If I want to save my world, shouldn’t I also use other gods?

“Ughhh. After all, my god.”

-Demand all the causality that that guy has. If you do well, you might be able to tear off a holy relic.

“Obviously.”

Seeing the sun god becoming increasingly evil made me feel proud.

Yes!

This is my back!