Tomatoes, glock meat, shallots, cabbage, carrots, fresh mushrooms – so fresh that they have just been plucked from the palace meadows, with the dew and, most importantly, bay leaves, neatly stacked on the board.

Alfaris picked up the knife and finely cut all the ingredients into small pieces. He was glad that he was wearing the face of a forbidden soldier now, and that the golden-armored guard named Elagabarus was being tied up and stuffed into a bathroom cabinet that would probably be taken some time before he was taken away

"40k: The Star of Colchis" Chapter 18 The probability of laurel soup killing you is very small is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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