“However, Mr. Ira… slit clams are poisonous, razor clams contain a lot of manna that is harmful to living organisms, and purple sea spiky balls are also poisonous in winter, although they are a delicacy in spring and summer.”
As the green, translucent Lime spoke, he picked out several types of seafood that were not suitable for consumption... Yes, Ira had overlooked this before. Although Vera came from a noble family where she never lifted a finger, Mr. Lime was, after all, a professional chef.
He knows very well which seafood is poisonous and which seafood should not be eaten.
"The rest is enough. Keep enough for the castle and distribute the rest to the Demon King's territory. It's enough to support everyone until the next trade caravan. Thank you so much."
With a sigh, Lem tossed the selected seafood through a door in the kitchen. There was a clear "plop" sound as it hit the water, so it probably landed in the sink connected to the kitchen.
So, what exactly is behind those wooden doors?
As Ira pondered this, he looked curiously at the wooden doors in the kitchen, and for some reason, he had the counterintuitive feeling that "opening one of the doors would reveal an endless grassland behind it."
"But Ira, how did you manage to dig up so many shellfish in just one morning?"
Lym asked this question, and it was clear that the monsters in the Demon King's territory also liked to use marine crops to supplement their meat shortage, but because they hadn't expected the "beachcombing" thing, and because the sea monsters had maxed out their fishing talent, everyone still ate fish more often.
The principle of "those who live near mountains live off the mountains, and those who live near water live off the water" is something that any intelligent being would understand. If the food crisis continues for a while, Hillina and Satan will also consider converting the warships and trading ships into vessels suitable for fishing.
They simply lack the advanced skills of sea creatures (demons), and they wouldn't engage in laborious activities like "catch the tide," because they couldn't conceive of using the power of succubi.
So, can this kind of large-scale catching using manna really be considered "beachcombing"? It doesn't require sprinkling salt at the clam burrows or digging with quick eyes and hands.
In this way, we will soon be able to have an abundance of seafood. However, after a while, we need to remind everyone not to take away the very young animals.
"That's what I wanted to say too. As long as we use the succubus's abilities, we can easily make the shellfish emerge from under the sand. Perhaps in terms of alleviating the immediate crisis, we can send a few succubus maids to cooperate with other monsters."
As Ira said this, seeing Lem's sudden realization, she continued, "However, I may have forgotten one thing... Our spice reserves are insufficient, so we may not be able to handle the fishy smell."
"..."
"Mr. Ira, do you live inland?"
Inland? What happened? In the Empire, they've always lived in inland cities...
Somewhat puzzled, Ira nodded slightly at Lem's question: "Yes."
"In fact, fresh shellfish don't have a strong fishy smell. The fishy smell of shellfish comes from the transportation process or due to inadequate storage. In addition, there are some spices."
As Lem spoke, it was clear he was in a good mood. He gently pushed Ira out of the kitchen and said, "The Demon King really enjoys grilled food. I'll make some barbecue for you tonight, so please look forward to it~"
"..."
For some reason, Ira felt there was something wrong with what Lem said. What did he mean by "sending it to you"? He wasn't having dinner with Satan that night.
"Mr. Ira."
Satan's voice came from behind. Ira was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Satan, who was following Sirina. She seemed to be coming this way as well... Was she looking for something to eat?
"It's perfect that you're here; I need to talk to you about something."
It seems they're looking for me.
Realizing this, Ira nodded, signaling Satan to continue. He seemed to notice that Satan's tail was sticking out straight behind him, its tip swaying slightly from side to side.
Monsters resemble many animals, and their characteristics reflect their emotions. However, Ira is not familiar with small animals, and cats and dogs were not kept in the previous world, so she is unsure what Satan Ye is thinking.
Perhaps it was out of curiosity or something else?
"Would you like to have dinner together tonight? I have some questions I'd like to ask you."
As Satan said this, Lem's boast became a reality. This time, he really did "make barbecue and send it to you," but Ira had no reason to refuse.
"Of course, or rather... if you want to ask me anything, you can do so anytime."
As Ira spoke, he unconsciously stopped adding preconditions, no longer requiring prerequisites such as "knowledge of combat and Mana".
"No need, we can talk about it tonight."
It's worth mentioning that Satan Ye is really cute; she always seems to have this strong and serious demeanor... But Ira knows that she has also given up on herself and once wanted to use her own life to cause the Empire one last bit of trouble.
But at this moment, she seemed to have completely recovered. The monsters' ability to self-regulate was much better than that of humans, who were prone to getting stuck in a rut...
Ira, who attributed Satan's condition to her own self-regulation abilities, was unaware that the biggest change in the Demon Lord's territory was his arrival. He looked at Sirina and said, "It seems that I was using your Mana before."
"..."
"Hmm~"
The flush on her face hadn't faded yet, and Sirina subconsciously touched her cheek, then said somewhat helplessly, "That's right, I was disciplining a maid who had made a mistake when you suddenly drew my mana... ugh~"
Hmm, thinking about it that way...
Ira nodded. He thought of how Shirina had been kindly telling the maids about their mistakes, but suddenly he had drained her magic power, and her face turned red as she endured the strange sensations, barely managing to suppress any strange noises.
I feel a little scared.
"I'm sorry, perhaps I should have explained this to you beforehand, or perhaps I should have used a different monster's mana instead."
As Ira said this, although he didn't quite understand what it felt like for a succubus to have her mana extracted, he could imagine how embarrassing it would be if she did something strange in public because of it.
"No, if my mana can help Lord Ira, then it's fine to continue using it."
Although Sirina said this, the tangled and trembling tail behind her revealed the turmoil in her heart... So, monsters are truly amazing creatures.
So, do you want me to continue using it, or do you not want me to continue using it?
Succubi, what enigmatic creatures...
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