The fireplace in the living room was burning.
The orange-red firelight brought warmth and the fragrance of the dishes to every corner of the living room.
A simple family dinner soon came to an end.
In fact, with Char and the others' current status, they no longer need to rely on food to sustain their lives.
For the throne and demigods whose life essence has begun to gradually transition, a sleep or a journey to the astral world would take dozens or even hundreds of years. If they need to eat during this period, it would probably be impossible to do so.
However, whether it was Char, Aira, or Silvia, they had already become accustomed to such family gatherings.
As Xia said, life needs a sense of ritual.
"I'm full. I'm full."
"Xiao Ai, your cooking skills seem to have improved. This level of deliciousness can already be called glowing cuisine. You can become one of the Ten Greatest of Totsuki with these killer dishes."
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Char leaned back in his chair in an ungraceful manner, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and sighed with satisfaction.
"If Xi Bao and His Majesty weren't here and the atmosphere wasn't quite right, I would really like to show my admiration for you right now."
Airola's expression did not change in the slightest despite Char's unbridled praise, and remained as cold as ice.
She just sat quietly in the seat next to Char, listening to Char's story.
After a moment, he tilted his head slightly and said, "Say a few more words."
"Uh... let me think about it."
"In the field of cooking, I, Char, would like to call you the strongest."
Aurora still tilted her head slightly, lifting a few strands of light golden hair that fell along her forehead: "A few more words."
Char thought about it, and resisted the urge to say, "But please don't forget that you are just an ordinary person who was born in an era without me."
After thinking for a while, he finally spoke from his heart:
"Xiao Ai, please make miso soup for me every morning from now on."
The blonde girl tilted her head and stared at Char with her pure sky-blue eyes.
After a long moment, she blinked her eyes, and the light voice echoed in the living room: "Can I understand this as a confession?"
"Yeah, that's what I mean by confession."
"The real meaning of this sentence is that I hope you can become my wife who makes breakfast for me every day in the future."
Xia waved his hand and said, "We are already an old married couple, but I didn't expect you still like to hear these things so much... I thought you were tired of hearing these words during those ten years in the Garden of Eden."
Airola glanced at Char and didn't answer. She simply shifted her gaze back to the plate in front of her and the glass filled with papaya milk.
Her eyes moved slightly.
With an extremely small, imperceptible movement, he glanced at Sylvia on the left, whose slender figure was outlined by her long dress.
He glanced again at the majestic rolling mountains beneath the crescent-white windbreaker of Her Majesty the Queen.
Airola withdrew her gaze and drank the entire cup of papaya milk in front of her.
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"Now, I think I have appeased the tsundere beast at home, right?"
On the other side, Xia also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Although Airola did not express it clearly.
However, based on Xia's understanding of Airola, from the slight details of her movements at this moment, he can tell that this girl is in a good mood.
In other words, the incident in which he was caught on the spot for flirting with the emperor was probably covered up by Xiao Ai.
Even if there is still some dissatisfaction in my heart, the worst that can happen is that I will just give in to her when we sleep together in the bedroom at night.
A good man does not fight with a woman. Xia Ya couldn't help but recall a classic saying from his previous life.
"By the way, Xiao Ai..."
"You and Brother Xia usually cook for yourselves at home?"
Silver-colored writing appeared in the air.
Sylvia took a sip of the bubbling happy water in the cup, and looked at Airola who was holding the cup high and slurping a whole cup of papaya milk.
She always felt that the blonde girl seemed to be stuck in some particular obsession and was stuck in a dead end, but no matter how Sylvia thought about it, she was unable to detect it because of some unawareness.
"Um."
After hearing Sylvia's question, Aurora temporarily put down the papaya milk in her hand and nodded slightly.
Although when communicating with Char alone, Airola would often act a little bit capricious.
But in front of other people, she always maintained the perfect aristocratic etiquette that was in line with her status as the eldest daughter of the Winter Flower Family and did not allow anyone to find any problems with her.
"Before we moved to this mansion on Jingui Street, Xia and I were still very young and didn't have much money in our account."
"Even if I had a little bit of savings, most of it was spent on searching for historical relics and purchasing extraordinary materials to strengthen and upgrade my pets."
There was a hint of reminiscence in her sky-blue eyes.
"At that time, because we had no money, we could only rent cheap apartments in downtown or live in the student dormitories of Saint Laurent College."
"Plus, Char and I often had to go out to carry out bounty missions from the Administration Bureau and the military. Char also often left the imperial capital alone to look for clues to historical relics, so we were rarely together at that time."
"But every weekend when he has free time, Char will cook for me and prepare a large table of sumptuous dishes."
There was a hint of nostalgia in the blonde girl's light words.
Now thinking back, it was a very difficult and bumpy period...
But it is the time that Airola herself misses and cherishes the most.
Arora's talent was excellent for a beastmaster, at least worthy of the identity of the daughter of the Earl of Winter, but it was definitely not the kind of stunning talent that could only be seen once in a century.
If Ceylon were still alive, her family would not have been destroyed.
Then, relying on the resources and support provided by the family, Airola can naturally be promoted to the title level as a favored daughter of heaven in the eyes of others, or even spend decades of hard work, or break through to the legendary level by chance.
However, having lost the support of her family, Airola has never taken the initiative to reveal her identity as an orphan of the Winter Flower family.
Relying on extremely meager resources compared to other noble children, he was able to secure the top spot in the sequence ranking of Saint Laurent College and also top the list of meritorious non-staff personnel in the military.
It is conceivable that in addition to the regular practice and study as a student of Saint Laurent College, Airola has put in a lot of extra effort and sweat.
No one is born with the ability to endure hardship, to withstand the bustling world and endure loneliness and solitude at the youngest age, and Arola is no exception.
She also once wiped the wound on her knee with alcohol and silently shed tears facing the wall of the training room during a training session that lasted for more than ten hours.
What kept Airola going was meeting Char on those fixed days of rest every month.
Char himself also has a lot to do.
But no matter how busy he was, he would definitely rush back to the imperial capital on the agreed date, take Aurora out for a day of fun, and prepare a sumptuous meal for her in the evening.
In Char's words... since he is also following the control route, he doesn't need to fight the enemy himself, so if he gets hungry, it's no big deal.
But not Airola.
She is a pure melee beastmaster and has to fight the enemy personally, so she must eat well and no one can let her go hungry.
The evening on weekends is the happiest and most blissful time of every month for Airola.
It was also the driving force that supported her to practice harder, become the top student in Saint Laurent College, and become the brightest new star in the military.
The past is like smoke and has become the sand of the past, only engraved in the deepest part of the girl's heart. As the most precious treasure in her heart, she has never told or shared it with outsiders.
Airola's thoughts slowly turned from memories back to reality.
With her beautiful sky-blue eyes, she secretly glanced at the boy beside her who was doing nothing and teasing the little ferret on his shoulder out of boredom.
"But since we moved to the mansion in the Black Lily District, Xiao Ai has been the head chef on weekdays."
Char spoke casually while concentrating on teasing and pulling Gin's shoulder with the small piece of chicken in his hand.
With Yin's current status, he already possessed human-like intelligence, and of course he would not be amused by others... and he would not be dizzy by a small piece of chicken.
However, perhaps it was because of the subtle influence of the soul connection, or perhaps he was simply led astray by an unscrupulous master who liked to pretend to be young.
Char's pets are all masters at pretending to be young.
Although they are all beast kings who can establish a lost kingdom if they are taken out and placed in the Lost Realms, they still like to lie on Char's shoulders and act cute like they did when they were newbies.
Char teases the snow ferret, one is willing to tease while the other is willing to be teased.
"Come to think of it, I haven't cooked for a long time."
“I don’t know how much my skills have become rusty now.”
Since moving into the new house, Xiao Ai has forced herself to take care of all the housework. Xia Ya's cooking has become limited to holidays, and he can't do more even if he wants to.
On the other side, Sylvia listened carefully.
A trace of barely perceptible envy flashed across her eyes, and light silver words were outlined in the void. “That’s great.”
If possible, she would rather abandon the identity of the Lord of the White Tower and give up all her strength and status.
Then, like Airola, she stayed by Char's side when he was at his weakest.
Share the hardships with him, share the joy with him... experience the sadness, pain, tears and laughter with him, grow up with him slowly, and then grow old with him slowly.
No matter how hard or difficult it is, she is willing to do it and enjoys it.
It’s a pity that there are no ifs in this world.
Some things may seem like ordinary daily life back then, but when viewed at another time or by another person, they become the things one dreams of.
"By the way, with your current status, have you ever thought about hiring a professional chef or servant?"
"Although I haven't paid much attention to these things, if I remember correctly, I was in the palace of the eternal sleep plane, and Isvida and the others also arranged female servants for me inside the White Tower."
Sylvia played with a strand of her fallen hair.
This is a common daily occurrence in the realm of high-ranking people.
Although Sylvia is the master of the White Tower and the Plane of Eternal Sleep is nominally her exclusive bedroom, in reality Sylvia herself rarely lives there.
She had spent the night in Xia's mansion on Jingui Street far more often than in the eternal sleep plane.
However, even so, as the leader of the White Tower, Ishvedah and other senior White Tower officials naturally would not allow the Eternal Sleeping Plane to gather dust, and would still arrange for personnel inside the White Tower to perform regular cleaning and maintenance.
As for Isadella, there is no need to mention it.
As the empress of the empire, the positions of palace guards and royal chefs require careful selection.
"If you don't want outsiders to come in and out of your house at will, there are also records of spells similar to the "Automatic Cleaning Rune" in the White Tower. ”
“With the abilities I possess, I can also create something like an ‘invisible servant’. ”
“Is there such a convenient tool?”
Seeing Sylvia's suggestion, Xia couldn't help but touch his chin.
"Although I am not willing to allow an unfamiliar servant or maid to enter my home."
"However, if it is just a useful robot vacuum cleaner or cooking robot, it is not impossible to consider it."
"That's great. It can also help Xiao Ai relieve some pressure."
As the girl who had been with him from the beginning, Xia naturally knew everything that Airola had done.
He also thought about persuading the girl not to try so hard and not to be so nervous all the time.
Anyway, Char is responsible for everything, so most of the time it doesn't matter if Airola doesn't work so hard.
But, just like Char himself.
Arora, who looks like a normal girl on weekdays, is actually a person who is so stubborn that even ten pure-blooded dragons can't change her mind once she makes up her mind about something.
Often they agree verbally, but continue to do what they are supposed to do behind the scenes.
Even though Airola has now achieved the throne, she has never relaxed for a moment under the pressure of Char entering the remnants of the First Age.
Ling Xia saw it all and felt heartbroken.
Getting some automatic cleaning runes or something like that would at least allow Airola to not have to be distracted by her daily duties like a maid or servant while she is practicing hard.
"Sylvia, please..."
However, Char's words had just come out of his mouth.
The next moment, he heard Aurora's cold voice speaking directly.
"No."
"Why?"
"No, no."
Airola thought about it.
"If I must say it..."
"Cooking is one of my ways of entertaining myself. The process itself can bring me happiness."
Is there really such a thing as the innate holy body of a little chef in this world?
Char's pupils shrank slightly.
And Airola had already stood up.
She reached out and untied the tie behind her head.
The simple single ponytail was broken up, and the long light golden hair fell like a waterfall.
"I'm going to take a shower first."
After speaking to Char, she headed straight for the bathroom on the first floor.
Only Sylvia was left at the table, and she sighed with regret.
What a pity.
It was obvious that he was just one step away from successfully stealing Xiao Ai's house.
Sylvia felt that her understanding of the term "plastic best friend" had become deeper and deeper over the past few days.
She also stood up and prepared to clear the dishes on the table naturally and calmly.
But she found that not far away, the queen in a crescent white windbreaker had already taken a step ahead of her and collected the plates and bowls and picked them up.
Her movements still seemed quite unfamiliar, but she was quickly becoming proficient with her status as a powerful throne holder.
Even Char's pupils trembled: "Your Majesty, is this what you should do with your status?"
Let the king of a country clean up the dishes for you.
If this were to get out, Xia was really worried that his reputation would be ruined.
"People live for themselves, not for others..."
"As long as it is something you want to do, you can do it without worrying about what others think."
"This is what you told me yourself not long ago, Char."
A faint golden light surged in Isadella's hands, and the tableware seemed to be washed by holy light, and it looked like new in an instant.
"I've thought about it carefully, and you're right."
"I can perhaps be called a qualified princess, a queen who can meet the expectations of the ministers."
"But, as Xia Egut's lover, his fiancée..."
"I am still far from being able to practice beyond this level."
"so--"
"Although it's still a little clumsy, maybe it's a little too late to start learning now..."
"But let me try to learn..."
"How to be a qualified wife while being a queen."
She picked up the stack of dishes in her hands and walked towards the sink.
When passing by Char.
Char heard the faint voice ringing in his ears, a voice that only he could hear.
"Leave these chores to us."
"As for you, my husband..."
When Xia heard that voice, there was clearly a hint of cunning in his smile.
"Then rest in peace and wait for the arrival of night."
"Also... how to make up for the half year this person disappeared secretly."
Her figure disappeared behind the kitchen door, leaving only a slender and beautiful back view to Xia Ya.
Xia looked at Isadella's back and heard the sound of water splashing in the bathroom.
And although the Silver Witch beside him did not show it on her face, her beautiful silver eyes were already filled with anticipation.
For a moment, a sense of foreboding suddenly came to his mind.
When night falls, there will surely be another bloody storm.
but--
At this moment, the only option is to fight to the death, there is no way to surrender.
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