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Magellan turned quietly to prevent Pico from seeing his drooling shame. In fact, the current Pitto chef is completely focused on cooking, and it is impossible to notice him.

Time seemed to pass very slowly, but it also seemed to be very fast, and Chef Pi finally finished cooking.

He took out three dishes, one for the countess to serve, and two for Magellan to put in front of Magellan.

"Won't you eat?" said Magellan, picking up his knife and fork, and asked strangely, as he turned around and muttered in front of a shelf.

"A full meal takes a lot more than you think, layman. ”

Leather said, taking a bottle of wine from the shelf.

"I don't drink. ”

"Don't play with your ignorance, layman. A drink to accompany a meal is essential at all times. This new mushroom aroma is so strong that only this natural woody aroma of Lardo can really sink to the lowest level of the palate, which prevents the rich aroma from dulling people and does not overwhelm the perfect taste. ”

With a look of "I don't know what you're talking about, but it's amazing", Magellan obediently watched as Pico took out two goblets and poured wine and put them on the side of the plate.

"Are you ready to eat?"

"Hmph, cow chewing peonies...... OK. ”

Magellan completely ignored Pico's contempt, and he was well aware that Pico had this qualification. Just look at the way two people eat and see that Magellan eats quickly, as if an ordinary person eats at home and happens to encounter a better dish than usual, while in contrast, Pico is like a picky gourmet, politely tasting what he wants to eat in a specific order, and occasionally picking up a goblet and taking a sip, which is pleasing to the eye no matter how he looks at it.

"Will you go on a wild trip tomorrow?"

Pico showed the expression of a person who was focused on something when he was interrupted: "The countess will go, and of course I will too." ”

"Did she remind you to prepare for a guest?"

Pico laughed, his muddy laughter echoing through the kitchen, "You're not an explorer now, boy. The Countess looks at you differently, and you deserve it, but if it makes you feel that you can do anything out of the ordinary, then I advise you not to do anything. ”

"I don't have anything to do anyway. Magellan shrugged at Picob.

"Maybe you were born to be an explorer," Pico said, shaking his big brown head, his huge fangs trailing in the air, making people think he was a big man, "There are good people among explorers, but the reality is that most of them are villains who deserve to be on the gallows." You should be glad that you can take a break and say goodbye to the past, and don't try to relive the old days, which will only do you harm, not good. ”

"I don't think I've been a bad person in the past, you see, since it's not bad, and I like it, why change it?"

"What defines a person is what he does, but what determines what the person will do is what he thinks. You should put more effort into getting down to business, and if you're bored, go out and look for ingredients, maybe you'll find something, even if it's only half as precious as this mushroom, it's better than asking about things you shouldn't know here. ”

"Ah......" Magellan sighed long, "if you had been born in the Empire of Ancient Loren, you would have become emperor." ”

"Whether you can become an emperor or not is not necessarily, it is certain that you can hack a few emperors to death. ”

There were several emperors in the ancient Loren Empire who were famous philosophers, and Magellan was saying that Pico spoke like a philosopher, and it was the orcs who ended the empire, so Pigo, who was an orc, said so.

After such an incomprehensible conversation, Magellan obediently closed his mouth, knowing that Pico would not tell him anything.

......

The next day, the expedition ushered in an extremely precious sunny morning.

The camp is in the middle of the rainforest, but it's a different place, with cloudy days and occasional drizzles, and downpours like yesterday's are as rare as today's sunny days.

The whole expedition can be done without work today, and anyone who wants to participate in the wild tour organized by the countess can participate in it.

Everyone shouted hooray, and even some explorers began to dress up to make a "big impression" on the countess.

The whole expedition was like the weather, full of sunshine and leisure, except for Magellan.

The chefs themselves stepped in to suppress the battle, and Magellan was the pioneer, vowing to find ingredients worthy of the status of a countess and suitable for wild cooking before the official start of the wild tour.

But although he was nervous, in fact, he was just following behind the slow tongue key.

Pico was surprised that Magellan was willing to let him see the Key of the Tongue, which was undoubtedly a very precious curiosity. Although Magellan explained to him that only the owner of the Key of the Tongue could use it, and that he could not become the owner of the Key of the Tongue by violence, Pico was still very surprised.

The chef secretly made up his mind in his heart to live up to Magellan's trust in him, and when he was in a trance, he was pulled by Magellan behind a big tree. One of them staggered and barely fell into the mud, and when he came back to his senses, he saw a silver spoon parked in front of a beast not far ahead.

It was a herbivorous beast that had never appeared on a recipe, and it looked like a fat pig with an elongated and soft nose, and it was a surprising size, a large animal that had never been seen before in a rainforest where all animals were so small for ease of movement.

This is the perfect ingredient that Pico wants, suitable for the atmosphere of the wilderness, worthy of the status of a countess, so that the members of the expedition can also share it.

Feeling excited, Pico carefully shrunk up and felt out the noose to get ready to move. If you want to catch it alive, the really delicious meat must be strictly required from the beginning of slaughtering, which is one of the reasons why Pico has to follow.

Magellan bent down, turned and winked at the horse, and then silently circled in front of the beast like a monkey.

Pico remained motionless until Magellan made a ready gesture to him.

The chef took a deep breath, kicked the ground, twisted his waist and shook his shoulders and elbows, gathering all the strength of his body to throw the noose out.

At that moment, a spear flew from the beast's left shoulder into its body, through its heart. With a loud scream, the beast crashed to the ground.