It made people want to take a bite; their stomachs and mouths were sending signals that they wanted to eat. They also noticed the source of the smell.

"That dish? What exactly is it?"

"It's very simple. I feel that the food I make myself tastes the best. I was still a little hungry, so I made another one."

El clapped his hands. This dish was his impromptu creation, made with the flesh and blood of the first monster he had killed on the spot, the Flame Demon Lord.

Due to the Balrog's innate fire talent and the changes in its life state caused by living in high-temperature environments for a long time, the Balrog's flesh and blood have a strong resistance to fire.

Cooking these ingredients seems much more complicated than cooking the Minotaur back then.

So on the way to the palace, El was thinking about how to complete this dish.

And that's how the operation we just did came about.

First, select the relatively tender abdominal meat with some fat, and heat it to almost done using a well-controlled high-temperature flame.

Add it to the pot and stir-fry and cook according to the normal process. During this process, the heat will accelerate the cooking process of the remaining part.

The meat was perfectly cooked the moment it came out of the pot.

"This dish looks amazing..."

"Of course, I'll add the Flame Demon Stir-fry to my recipes."

Why this name?

"Because it contains the flesh of the Balrog, the one you saw before, the one whose head I chopped off."

Upon hearing El's words, the king, who had just been itching to take a bite, stopped what he was doing.

Through his senses, he indeed discovered the aura of the demon race in this dish.

However, there was no violence like he usually saw, only a deathly silence, tinged with a faint fear.

king:……

No, are you serious? This recipe is not a joke!

He didn't know whether to give it a try or not. A dish that glows on its own felt off, and the fact that it was made by a monster made it even more suspicious.

"How about it? You must be hungry. Want to have a bite? I'm planning to cook a few more dishes, so we'll make a four-dish meal with soup."

"That's really unnecessary. I'm not interested in monster dishes or anything like that."

The king refused El's invitation with righteous indignation, saying that he had other food.

Half a minute later.

"It smells so good! I never dreamed that monsters could be eaten like this?"

"It's delicious, so delicious! It makes me feel warm and cozy after eating it, it's so comforting..."

The king, the chief court magician, and El sat on the ground, constantly eating the stir-fried dishes in front of them.

What? The king said before that he doesn't eat this?

That was the previous king, not the current king. The current king has truly fallen for him.

If you want to point fingers, go find the king from half a minute ago.

The "it smells so good" principle has once again proven its value.

"Your Excellency, what have you written on this recipe this time?"

The king has approved the recipe; he has decided that this delicious dish should indeed be promoted—it's so good, absolutely delicious!

"Oh, what I wrote was that the Flame Demon can eat it to ward off the cold, making it suitable for winter gatherings."