Book 18 Chapter 19

Episode 137

"According to legend, the Blood Tribe bastards like old things," Friede said. "The closer it is to a product of ancient times, the more they like it."

The Blood Tribe's dwelling, which Shuan had told them about, was an old castle built on a cliff. After battling through sandstorms for about half a month, they were able to reach it.

"During the half month it took to get here, Lin completely mastered Kiez's 'Special Charcoal-Grilled Skewers' and became a true expert! Now there's nothing to fear! Look at that imposing face!"

*Thud*… Lin was staring into the bonfire, skewers held between the fingers of both hands.

"Cook it, charcoal! Pierce it, skewer, just before the surface chars black! Trap inside, a wave of juices!"

Instantly, the camel meat, which had been browning nicely over the charcoal, was neatly threaded onto skewers and arranged! What an insane master!

"Crispy on the outside, juicy on the inside, Lin's Special Charcoal-Grilled Skewers are complete! Have a bite!"

Lista ate the skewer, shedding tears like chicken droppings.

"Ohhh, the day has come when I can eat Lin's cooking without even one gag reflex…"

Kiez, who tasted it first, clapped his hands with utmost satisfaction. Even to the original creator, there was no flaw! A master!

"Oh, it's pretty good, actually?" Ryuminik said. "Lin, why did you used to make your food like that and force your comrades to eat it?"

"Shut up."

"Aha~ You sly little brat… Which one is it? Lista? Friede?"

"?"

"Don't play innocent. People are all the same, regardless of gender or age. If you like someone, you want them to like what you like. Weren't you hoping they'd like your cooking?"

Lin tilted his head.

'Me, something like that…?'

No, did I have such a feeling?

Now that I think about it, why did I keep making Lista eat Northern regional dishes?

"Or… was it Kiez, by any chance? Was that your type?"

Lin firmly raised his middle finger.

While Lista was creating a sea of tears, Friede, who had also tasted the skewer, passionately clenched her fist and shot up.

"Alright, then all we have to do is enter that castle now! Final check of the plan!"

Ryuminik will play the role of the Blood Tribe member, Giyaz! Lin will play the role of Giyaz's child!

Shuan is the interpreter!

This mysterious man is said to be fluent in the language of the Blood Tribe! It's a secret that when asked when, how, and where he learned it, he once again mentioned the scriptures!

"Kiez will keep watch from outside, monitoring for any other Blood Tribe members approaching, or if that guy tries to escape! If he tries to escape, capture him unconditionally with the power of Serwebon!"

Link will play the role of a Blood Slave belonging to the Giyaz family! A Blood Slave is a slave made by a Blood Tribe member injecting blood.

"They say that higher-ranking families boast their power with stronger Blood Slaves, so Link should be a suitable Blood Slave for a high-ranking family."

"Link, Link, Link!"

"And Nils, you'll have to play the role of the living sacrifice!"

"What?!"

"The Blood Tribe values rituals. But Nils is on the uglier side among the beast-folk, so there's a high chance they won't eat him because he's ugly!"

"You crazy, racist shamaness!"

"What? So you think that pitiful women like me and Lista should naturally be the living sacrifices? Is that what this was about? I'm reporting this to the Republic's Gender Discrimination Committee!"

Pipi flapped both her wings, booing.

"Boooo, boooooo. Trash, trash, trash."

Lista and Friede were assigned the role of 'captured princesses'.

It's a role where they pretend to be taken hostage and imprisoned underground, only to appear at a crucial moment!

What a girl crush!

"Lin, take this."

"What is this?"

"It's a truth serum, 18 times concentrated, that can even make an ox confess. Put this in your food."

"!"

"Then, during dinner, if you ask about the Blood Tribe's next gathering place or something, he'll just blabber away. Oh, you guys absolutely must not eat it. You only sprinkle it on the dish *he* will eat, okay?"

"[The Strongest] doesn't compromise with such things and only competes with cooking… Argh, Aaaargh! I'll put it in! I'll put a lot! It hurts! Stop! Save me!"