The monster's eyes were not closed, and judging from the expression on its face, it seemed to be peaceful (I'm sure of it).
"Soul essence, poured upon..."
The prepared sauce was poured on top, and the sheep's head shone with a golden light.
If it weren't for El actively controlling the fragrance to prevent it from leaking out, this scent would have made countless neighbor kids drool with envy.
"Since things have come to this, let's eat first."
Not only the sheep's head, but also the devil's feet were turned into sheep's trotters, one stewed and the other braised.
He chose to grill the wings, just like the vampires, but he was still considering how to prepare the torso.
The meal lasted from day to night. During this time, some monsters that had infiltrated the capital passed by, but they instinctively avoided the inn.
They didn't sense any danger, nor did they realize that something was wrong with the store.
It's just an unintentional instinct that seems to guide them to avoid certain unnecessary risks.
[Entry: Glowing Cuisine; Entry: You are what you eat (triggered)]
[Consuming homemade dishes, such as Glowing Dishes - Demon Head in Sauce, Stewed Demon Hoof, Braised Demon Ribs, etc., grants Soul Healing, Physical Regeneration, Temporary Medium Fire Element/Soul Affinity, and Physical Fitness; Permanently grants a Small Amount of Soul Strength and a Trace Amount of Fire Element Affinity.]
After finishing the meal, El felt refreshed, as if he had had a good night's sleep.
"Demons are also top-quality ingredients. After this meal, you'll be radiant."
What did that vampire duke say again? That other demonic monsters would participate in this sword-drawing ceremony in the capital, right?
The thought of this energized El; he was running low on demon-type ingredients in his backpack.
There's only one big piece of meat. I plan to chop it into minced meat tomorrow, mix it with plant-type monsters, and make steamed buns.
Demons are basically only active in their own demon realm, which is a regrettable thing.
El pondered that regardless of whether he could successfully pull out the Holy Sword, he still had to go and visit the Demon Clan.
With this in mind, he headed toward the ceremony site, where there were already many people.
They come from all corners of the world, from renowned and confident powerhouses to ordinary people who want to take a gamble and try their luck, but they all have only one goal: the legendary holy sword.
Regardless of whether you succeed or not, pulling it out is like your ancestral graves emitting smoke, a hero worthy of having his own page in the family tree. Even if you fail, you can still boast to others that you've touched the holy sword.
When El arrived at the venue, all he saw were heads; he couldn't even see what the Holy Sword looked like.
"There are so many people. Let me eat something first and wait patiently. I have plenty of time."
At the very front of the line, the challengers used every trick in the book to try and shake the holy sword stuck in its base.
What, secretly using earth elemental magic, trying to lift the sword along with its base?
Use fire magic to propel yourself forward by shooting flames from the soles of your feet.
He had taken strength-enhancing drugs beforehand, but due to overexertion, his muscles exploded, and he had to be carried off the bus for emergency treatment.
There are also those who can create clones, turning into several people to draw their swords together...
The scene here can be described as the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their unique abilities.
After watching for a while, the king stopped paying attention to the scene. The antics these people were up to reminded him of a certain treacherous hero who had gotten himself killed.
"Forget it, the outcome is already decided anyway, so it's not a bad thing to just watch the show."
To increase the prestige of the hero, the pre-selected fake hero will draw the sword on the third day.
The failures of others in the past two days have made everyone realize that the Holy Sword is not something that ordinary people can shake.
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