Winters in Skadi were tougher than most people thought, and the development of transportation routes largely compensated for this, with the almost cost-free inhabitants of the Elan Bair lords keeping even the best natural food fresh and delivered to individuals.

Food is Skady's new lifeblood, so the Lettling Kid now has a new destiny and a place to belong, which is to serve as a cooking master on People's Radio.

It may be a bit unthinkable, but in Skadi, who has just experienced a war, has limited supplies, and has never touched fresh food in his life, it is imperative to teach others how to make dinner and how to eat well.

The playful voice of the Leterin Kid echoed through the radio station, and at this moment the entire Skadi women, both old and young, would point to the most noisy person in the house and ask them to shut up.

It's a crazy show that has a higher listening rate than the Anglican prayer and propaganda, and is often surrounded by the whole family, both for the witty and humorous words of the Lettling Kids, and for the only legitimate pleasures in this boring world besides spending money on gambling and drinking.

In the kitchen for the Lettling Kid, the sound of him smashing the recording device on the cutting board and chopping vegetables is a natural and joking chanting.

"I know most people think that potato skins shouldn't be removed, it's a hassle and a waste to you, but I've seen what happens to guys who eat sprouted potatoes and eat them with the skin on, and trust me, at least when you clear your inventory, you have to realize how that thing is safe."

"This is equivalent to not wearing * deeply, extremely dangerous, if I had to choose, I would clean it carefully, so as not to ask for hardship, but compared to raising a child who is waiting to be fed during the development period, I would still prefer to try poisonous potatoes."

In Skadi, where the folk customs are simple, such words that are not on the stage can be listened to even by children, which is probably bad, especially when individual children ask their parents what "deep" is, and the parents are reluctant to look.

But they can't control the lord of Alan Baier, and they must admit that they are enjoying it, the world is still developing, there must be many problems, maybe after many days, they can enjoy a talk show without pornographic jokes.

And when this passage is interrupted, the audience only hears it. "Boss, are you looking for me?"

"I need a chef and that's it for today's show!" Alan Baier shouted.

And then the radio station left only the sizzling sound ...

Aside from the grievances of the inhabitants, there was no real negative problem in this matter, the Leterin Kid walked beside Alan Bair, said the Planetary Governor. "I'm going to have a few guests tonight, their tastes are a bit tricky, and I need to deal with them wholeheartedly."

Kid Lettling swallowed. "Really? That's grateful, boss, for trusting me so much. ”

He knew he wasn't a good chef, and he was still far from the Empire's many famous chefs, probably more than enough to deal with the inhabitants and the marching army, but Alan Bair said. "Just let them eat normally, I believe you, compared to those graceful and luxurious food, the thing that touches people's hearts is always the food of the local residents."

"I'm not sure," said the Leterin Kid, who hesitated slightly, but Alan Bair. Go to the kitchen, I'll take the guests on a tour, go quickly, it's party time soon, there's not much time to prepare, burn the saucepan and get as many things as possible! ”

The Lettling Kid was hurriedly stuffed into the kitchen, looking at this world of pots and pans but not very different, he did not get impatient, but calmly began to cook.

While the sounds of cutting, steaming, and boiling appeared like a symphony, Alan Bair put on his gown and prepared to take the three who had just fallen from the strike cruiser on a tour of their new home...

At the top of the starport, when the Space Marines descend from the transport, the company commander and the training company commander and master chief have a very high opinion of the Dark Ages fortress, whether it is its invulnerable high walls or those terrifying orbital weapons, and at the same time, the starport is busy transporting cargo ships and many containers, which also surprises the Destruction Eagles who often deviate from the civilized world of the Empire.

The Eagles don't like crowds, but as warriors, they also recognize that protecting this place is necessary, both for the Empire and for the sector, and Skadi is now an interesting hub, a necessary fortress.

And the three heavily armed Space Marines even wore helmets when they landed, they were used to the state of war, as if armor was their skin, dress, and such a thing was subconsciously regarded as rude by most of the merchants passing by Skadi, most of them were people from other worlds, and only did not show disgust considering that there were angels on the other side.

"What do you think, Brother Kairos." The commander of the 4th company, the captain, the strongman beyond the imagination of mortals, asked silently with the internal radio, and the commander of the 10th company, Kairos, a soldier who had been in a hundred battles but became an instructor due to his wounds, answered.

"They hate us, you can see it, those faint malice..."They are all the most powerful children of the Emperor, and the first trace of malice of Scardy has crawled to his ears, and this inhuman perception is also the reason why most Space Marines don't like mortals.

"But I don't think the former Sun Lord will be like this, his exploits and honor are quite respectable."

Even their approved minions are afraid of the veterans, and it's a terrible feeling, and if the closest ones do the same to you, what else can they trust but those brothers?

"I don't deny it, but I don't think it's good, those mortal eyes...", the fourth company commander commented in disgust, and the master officer chief immediately shouted. But we are not here for them, the brothers have been persecuted for too long, and they have run out of patience and energy, and if Skady is not given a chance now, the consequences may be bad. ”

Keros spoke. "Yes, brother, take a look first, even if it is not suitable here, it must be classified as one of the strategic defense targets, the commercial path here and the ability to hinder the enemy are very strong."

The company commander was silent, and the huge bodies of the three of them stepped here, constantly moving forward, and soon those mercenary guys were replaced by the native soldiers of Skadi, and those energetic and well-built guards saluted the three warriors with a martial spirit, and escorted them to the planetary governor.

The fourth company commander subconsciously raised his head, and changed his previous opinion a lot, at least the Sun Lord's personal soldiers were really good, and when they followed the guards to escort them to Alan Baier, the young man who was too young and looked like he was holding his head high made them hesitate a little.

And this is a meeting room that is too small for a Space Marine, as Alan Baier greeted the Master Chief, and said. "Thank you, two Space Marines, for coming to my planet, an ancient and young world that is both a treasure from the Age of Dark Technology and a newborn born from the war."

Those interstellar soldiers, neither humble nor arrogant, stroked their chests and saluted, and the Sun Lord who was prepared by the former High Lord naturally replied, and the fourth company commander also liked the character of a veteran like Alan Baier, and spoke. "I've heard of it, but it seems to be well deserved, and I can feel that you can take down a lot of things, but I still don't understand why Skady needs us."

"To be precise, letting Astarte settle in would undermine the sovereignty of a world, and most planetary governors would not want the monastery to suddenly fall on their heads and let a group of supermen come to their side."

"What are you planning? Or do you need us to defend against any enemy? ”

Captain Doom Eagle is right, Space Marines are power, they are deadly, and for most planetary governors in this era, Space Marines represent the failure of their absolute military domination over their own world, and those proud pdfs will become worthless, and his royal power will be in jeopardy.

Alan Bair smiled. "You're right, but Scady and the Space Marines are not superior-inferior, nor are they strong or weak, we are at the same level, so I think the Space Marines as a combat force can help this newly developed world."

"The premise of cooperation is always lion to lion, not sheep and wolves."

The company commander replied. "Funny, you think you're a lion?

Alan Baier nodded. "I know that the Imperial Guard may be more like a pack of wolves, which is why you doubt our strength, and that's not wrong, though."

"You may be mistaken, though, it's not that I need Space Marines, it's that you need Skady."

"You—" The company commander hesitated a little, but still asked. How do you say that? He stood up and wanted to subconsciously oppress other mortals against him, but Alan Baier continued his actions without any problem, even slightly superior to the warrior in momentum...

He held out his hand with ease. "Let's go visit first, it's late."

The commander of the fourth company was a little sarcastic in his communicator. "Mortals...

But Carlos said. "I think it's funny, at least in many cases, that a mortal recruit can't face us so calmly, can he? To be precise, even a white shield, or even a grenadier, can't. ”

"But he's a veteran." The commander of the fourth company retorted, and the master chief replied. "But you just denied his success, and since you think that this is the case for mortals, it doesn't matter if he is a soldier or not."

The fourth company commander was silent, he had never trusted those mortals, and even if it wasn't for his brothers to speak this time, he wouldn't have wanted to come here, in his many war experiences, mortals could only fight, clean up the remnants, fill the battle line, and have weak abilities...

"You haven't seen the Skadis on the battlefield." A remark from the Master Chief interrupted his thoughts at the end.

The four company commanders turned their elbows outwards in the face of their own men, only thanks to their fear of the high lordship of the former Sun Lord, but when Alan Bair led them into the monastery left behind by the heresy, it was a place of former filth, statues of emperors and many holy words, stained glass sprinkled blessings through the light of the stars, and huge long tables were placed in the hall.

"This is really—" Carlos swallowed, he liked the layout of this place, and the source of the idea for the transformation here was Mr. Hagrid, even the fourth company commander who had always disliked mortals.

"Oh my God, the Emperor! This is not something that mortals can do at all, have you held the ancestor of a warband captive? He was surprised, even skeptical, and the ancestor, in most cases, the dreadnought, represented a veteran of considerable age, even older than the Terminator veteran of the First Company.

And the Master Chief just nodded in surprise, and then evaluated. "You're still so good at causing miracles, Sunlord."

Alan Bair replied. "I'm not the Sun Lord anymore, sit down." And then the natural seat of the main seat, although those space marines are still dissatisfied with mortals sitting in the main seat, but they can only be arranged like this, especially the mahogany chair of the Elan Baier trumpet looks funny under the huge seat of other star marines at the moment, but at this moment in the main seat.

As if to say that the deplorable situation of the Space Marines in the Empire these days, the situation of being ruled by mortals...

They took off their helmets, revealing their scarred cheeks that had done their best for the Empire, and at the moment even the Master Chief didn't expect food, they just wanted time to explore this ancient and interesting fortress monastery, but they didn't approve of Alan Bair, they just thought it was good.

Until the dining cart was pushed, a strong aroma made those Space Marines who had not tasted human food for a long time suddenly move their index fingers, and the commander of the fourth company wiped his nose. "What is this, is it a wizard? It reminds me of my excitement in the face of that filthy traitor, like something changed. ”

"That's right, man, the smell is restless, I remember the smell was called, spicy?" Keros's uncertain assessment.

They were born in Ghost Peak, that world has no seasoning and enjoyment, so those soldiers felt confused, when the bright red pie was brought, the special food quickly attracted the attention of the soldiers, when the fourth company commander subconsciously stretched out his hand, the soft dough and the piping hot and spicy sauce inside instantly reminded him of the touch of eating food for the first time when he was exhausted at the end of recruit training.

Swallowing very quickly, his cheeks flushed a lot, and then chewed, as a Space Marine, he would not lose his temper because of the chili pepper like the nobles of the Empire, but he quickly noticed that the sweet and soft filling inside had different softness and richness of the meat filling.

"Soy products?" He ate the whole pie and asked incredulously.

Alan Bair replied. "Tofu, yes... Well, the food I found during the service, very old, can be said to be the taste of Gutera. ”

Keros asked, gesturing to the other dish in front of him, contentedly slicing through the perfectly grilled golden chicken. "It's not crocus, it's not honey, what's it? What did you join? It's not surprising how it's so bright, but the taste isn't sweet. ”

"It's a secret, the use of sauces is the basis of Skadi cuisine, and compared to that, try the beer here, brewed locally." Alan Baier poured the cold beer into the glass, the bubbles were pleasing to the eye, and when the company commander drank it in disbelief, he spat out the hot air comfortably.

"I almost forgot it's winter, it's unbelievable, how long I haven't felt food..."He was a little unsure, but he realized that the Empire mostly fed people only to a full stomach, and the nobles ate a variety of spices and industrial synthetics that were devastating to superhuman tastes, and they preferred protein iron powder or nutrient solution to that.

When the next meat dish, the stewed soft and glutinous meat steak came up, and the melt-in-your-mouth and special aroma completely captured the tired hearts of those soldiers, and when the banquet was over, even the toughest Star Marine, the fourth company commander, had to stretch out his hand.

There was still vegetable oil on the armor, but he couldn't wait. "Honorable Lord Skadi, we can join Skadi!" But I want to get to know Mr. Chef here! And invite him to cook for the entire Fourth Company of the Destruction Eagle!

(End of chapter)