Chapter 160: The Third Trial Begins

Although my mind is full of questions. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I can't wait to find Mespier and explain it all right away.

But I still didn't do it in the end.

When I walked out of the main hall, my head was in chaos.

Even the sunlight shining on my body felt very heavy to me.

Although he passed the second trial.

But it didn't have the sense of glory that it had at the end of the first trial.

I'm probably ...... Lose it.

And not just because I passed the trials without winning the competition.

But the game is okay.

That doesn't have much to do with me.

However, the source of the matter has not been properly resolved.

I'm here to keep the secret between me and Ellie.

before accepting the trial of Maispier.

But until now.

I couldn't even forget what I was doing.

And the object I want to protect, Ellie, is only in the process of my ability again and again.

Accompanied me to get hurt.

This is probably the culprit that affects my mood right now.

No matter what obstacles I passed.

No matter how much respect I've earned.

No matter how strong the enemy I am against.

As long as these actions are still contrary to the original goal, there is no point in the slightest.

"Kyle-sama, please take me to the kitchen, I think there's something I want to do."

Kyle listened to my calm and humble words, and looked at me with a slightly surprised look of bewilderment.

"Well, please come with me"

At least......

If it's for Ellie.

Sometimes this makes people angry, and sometimes it makes people feel a little cute.

Sometimes it's overwhelming, and sometimes it's so reliable, little guy.

If it's for her.

The third trial.

I'll pass anyway.

Not for my own adventure**.

It's for ......

For what?

Now my heart is confused.

Finally...... For what?

Kyle stops, and we come to a large warehouse with a dome.

The canopy of the warehouse is a pointed dome like a European castle.

The cylindrical low warehouse, with many open windows, must have been very important for ventilation inside.

"...... here?"

"A storehouse for food"

Kyle pushes open two large, heavy wooden doors, and the panels rattle.

A fresh, plant-specific scent emanated from the warehouse.

"Please use it as much as you like"

I walked in, and it was pitch black.

Kyle followed me in and snapped his fingers.

Poof-

The sound of birds flapping their wings.

And then on the surrounding walls and ceilings, there is a faint blue light.

Then these shimmers become brighter and brighter.

Unexpectedly...... It is made from the feathers of birds.

Like fireflies.

A barn full of birds, like domestic pigeons.

"There are many kinds of ingredients here, and some of them are very sensitive to light, and even the glow of the spell can trigger the deterioration of the ingredients."

"The light emitted by these birds is safe, so it is used as a lighting for the kitchen barn"

Huhโ€•โ€•

I sighed, I didn't expect the elves to be unexpectedly interested in the storage of food.

Illuminated by a faint blue light, the warehouse is lined with shelves of various sizes and sizes like a supermarket, neatly arranged with sorted food.

"It's ......"

"The root of a plant called Xinselan, its three-petaled flowers will show three golden colors of different brightness"

"Its roots are edible and provide the elves with a variety of trace metals."

Oh, that is, the food of the elves, although the type is different from that of humans, the principle is the same.

It is nothing more than the provision of sugars, starches, amino acids and other trace elements.

Then it's easy to do.

I asked Kyle about some of the properties of other foods.

Except for certain foods that require special handling methods, most things can be cooked using traditional human cooking techniques.

"By the way, Kyle, can you find vegetables and seasonings from the human world in Elgonda?"

"Haha, as long as you can think of it"

โ€œokโ€

Walking out of the warehouse, Kyle and I each held a basket of ingredients, covered with a thick sheet of black cloth.

I looked at the direction of the sun, it was far west, it was already afternoon, and it was time to prepare dinner......

By the time dinner was ready, the sun was approaching the horizon.

The golden setting sun dyed the royal city of Ergonda gold.

In the vast palace complex, every building looks gorgeous and noble.

Even the kitchen is no exception.

Right next to the big cafeteria, where I had lunch at noon, in a slightly inconspicuous building.

I prepared a dinner meal with the elf's cooking utensils.

But my heart is still pounding.

Although I found a seasoning that I like to use, it is a home-cooked recipe after all.

There is neither the ingenuity of a master nor the sumptuous plating of a celebrity chef.

There is no ancestral secret taste in the old restaurant.

How do you get this done......

In particular, the people who want to taste my dishes are all princes and nobles.

It's either a princess or a prince, and maybe the elven king Mespier......

Whewโ€•โ€•

I took a deep breath and brought out plates of food with the other elven attendants.

Not in the direction of the collective canteen.

Rather, on the other side, a towering palace.

Coming in from the tall main gate where you need to look up to see the whole thing, the whole hall is magnificent.

Floor-to-ceiling curtains of red velvet more than ten meters high.

Step on the red carpet that is as soft as a sponge.

There were already people standing around.

A long, improvised table in the center of the hall.

In the center of the table sat the judges of this trial.

Counting Ellie, there are seven elves in total.

His Majesty Mespil, Lord Secelia, Princess Ellie, and a few others I don't know.

Some look noble, some look wise, and some look good at fighting.

I'm afraid they are all important members of the royal family.

The crowd around the hall was probably all members of these families, after all, they were all dressed in similar clothes.

In other words, it is the dinner of the royal family.

Ahh

I'm the worst at this kind of formal spectacle.

The face is hot and hot.

I really want to find a corner to hide.

But......

Together with the other waiters, I put the dishes on the table.

Then respectfully take a few steps back and stand in front of the table.

Sneaking a glance at Ellie.

The little guy was dressed in a white dress and sat listlessly on a high chair with his feet in mid-air.

Burst.

She looks like a little girl.

Ahem, I almost laughed, what a system.

Well, though, it seems to be a little lighter, not as nervous as it was just now.

She looked at Elle again, her eyes staring blankly at the red cloth on the table in front of her.

Myspier and Mistress Secelia beside him were discussing something, something that seemed to be very important.

Then he glanced back at the table, then at me and the waiters.

His eyes seemed to drift back from a distant place suddenly.

It's like saying, 'Oh, so you're ready.'"

The Elven King nodded respectfully to Lord Secelia.

"So let's get started"

Everyone fell silent.

"Liu Xiaoqing, explain to us, what kind of taste do you want your dinner party to taste?"

Oh...... It turned out that this trial came like this, I first said what it should taste like, and then they came to taste it to see if it had the effect I wanted.

It's quite difficult.

However, I do something ...... How should it be described?

I never thought about that.

"Home ......"

Meispier's silver-white eyes stared at me, as if waiting for me to finish.

"The Taste of Home ......"

I felt my face turn red all of a sudden, as if I had said something very shy.

Maispear nodded.

Then he looked to the left and right.

"Please respect human customs and eat with a spoon."

Oh!

I forgot to explain that because the stir-fry is really not suitable for grasping with the hand, I specially prepared a spoon for them.

Because the chopsticks are a little, it's too much.

I didn't expect Mespier to notice this.

It took me more than two hours, using different methods of stir-frying, steaming and cooking, four dishes and one soup.

Only during the Chinese New Year will I prepare so many dishes and then have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with Mo Fei's family.

There weren't any pretty tricks, but for me, it was the best dinner I could imagine.

A kind of memory of something called 'home'.

"It's true, there is a bland and warm taste, which makes people feel calm and quiet"

Mespier made this comment after tasting a dish that resembled fish-flavored eggplant stir-fried with a fluffy flesh.

Whether it's a compliment or not, it really hits the sensitive part of my heart.

It gave me a sense of relief.

As I was stunned, Kyle walked over to Mespil and whispered softly.

Maispear listened, and smiled back at me.

"Liu Xiaoqing, bring up the dishes you prepared for Her Royal Highness Princess Ellie Heranna."

Ay?

Kyle's guy is snitching!?

I wanted to open a small stove for Ellie, and I used the elf's pot to fry a red pepper stir-fry meat.

Cover it with the golden cover that Kyle recommended to ensure that it doesn't get cold and damp, and I'm ready to let Elle taste it alone at the end.

Kyle, wait, I can't spare you!

I looked at Ellie.

The little one was looking at me, too, and her eyes seemed to be a little brighter than before.

Could it be that she had some anticipation because of Mespier's words?

So......

I turned around and picked up a plate from under the curtain in the corner of the hall.

It is covered with a golden round lid.

Brought it to Ellie's face, opened it, and a fiery smell of chili wafted up.

It's really the same as when it first came out of the pot, and it doesn't taste bad at all.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess"

I don't seem to have ever called Elle that.

She didn't seem to expect me to call her that.

In everyone's eyes, Ellie lowered her head slightly, her ears drooping, and her face was red.

She reached out and scooped a spoonful into the plate with a spoon.

Then put it in your mouth.

Chewed a few times.

Let's ......

Two teardrops fell on the red tablecloth.

"I ...... Remember the taste......

The little one said to me softly.