The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1136 Delivery
"I'm sorry, the clan leader is meeting an important guest. Please wait in the living room."

Oscar arrived quite quickly. When the three pillars of the wilderness flew to the castle on the top of the mountain in the inner city, he put down the documents in his hand and rushed to the top of the mountain. However, he was turned away and stopped by the castle steward in the lobby on the first floor.

"…How long will that take?"

Oscar was a little surprised. With his friendship with Alan, he shouldn't be turned away. However, he was a calm and reasonable person, so he nodded slightly and asked.

"I'm afraid I can't give you an answer to that."

The dwarf goblin supervisor who was receiving Oscar said with an embarrassed look on his face: "The clan leader is currently receiving the three pillars who arrived at the castle first. What they are discussing must be very important, otherwise the clan leader would not have allowed me to entertain the guests who came later."

"Okay, go down."

Oscar nodded and waved his hand to signal the dwarf goblin butler that there was no need to wait here, because he sensed that another strong man was approaching the castle.

Sure enough, after a while, the dwarf goblin chief who had just left came in with the bishop of the Church of Nature. Oscar nodded slightly and greeted the other party, then closed his eyes and sat on the comfortable sofa to rest.

More than half a magic hour passed, and the leaders of six churches had gathered in the living room. They were divided into two small teams according to their closeness to each other. They chatted in low voices while waiting for Alan to meet them.

At this time, the owner of the castle, the bugbear Allen, was sitting steadily at the desk on the second floor. He slowly took out three freshly baked grandmaster-level dishes and placed them on the empty table. With a little tiredness, he slowly said, "This time, I have lived up to the ingredients of the three of you and cooked three grandmaster-level dishes for you."

"This Winter Wind is made from the cartilage of the wings of the Saint-level Mantis given by Master Da Vinci. It is suitable for professions such as sword dancers and assassins who have wind attributes and are good at flexible combat styles. So Master Da Vinci, please pay attention when choosing the person to eat it."

"This 'blue blood soup' is made by absorbing the essence of the blood of the demigod-level deep-sea mica that you sent me, Yalian. It can significantly improve the endurance, toughness and energy adaptability of an individual, and is most suitable for assisting the progress of the physical energy transformation."

"And this one..."

The three pillars listened attentively to Alan's introduction of the three dishes in front of them, unable to hide their surprise on their faces. After Alan finished his introduction, the three of them expressed their gratitude to Alan in unison: "Alan, you have worked hard!!"

"We know that you have spent too much energy on our unreasonable request this time. No amount of words can express our gratitude and guilt."

"We in the wilderness don't understand those empty words. Anyway, you just need to remember one thing. We owe you a big favor this time, and we will definitely repay you double in the future!!"

While the three were talking, a pair of large hands had already reached out to their respective crystal food boxes according to Alan's instructions, and quickly put them into the dimensional equipment, so as to prevent this precious thing from being left outside for too long and leaking too much magic power, thereby reducing its quality.

"There's no need to be so polite among the four of us. To be honest, if it weren't for you asking me to do so, I wouldn't have been able to cook this master-level dish when my skills are not yet perfected!!"

Allen waved his hands and said, "It's a pity that all the ingredients were wasted due to cooking failures." "Alan, you are too modest. I only gave you two high-quality ingredients that met your requirements, and you have already cooked a master-level dish. The success rate is not as low as you said!!"

The gnoll Bricken packed up his food with great joy, wishing he could find a place right now to enjoy this grandmaster-level dish that was prepared just for him. However, the strong self-control that his thousand-year lifespan gave him allowed him to sit firmly on the guest chair in front of the study, and he spoke flatteringly.

"That's because I used the materials from the six churches of the Temple of Nature to prepare you, and used their failure to exchange for your success!!"

Allen glanced at the jackal's face and lowered his voice to explain to the three pillars: "Otherwise, apart from Mr. Da Vinci, there is still a chance to get this grandmaster-level dish. The ingredients you two have are basically wasted."

"Otherwise, I would not have met with the three of you alone and asked the butler to block the church messenger outside the study."

Allen was worried that after these three pillars got what they wanted, they would become even more greedy and put pressure on him to cook more dishes. The effect of the Grandmaster-level dishes was indeed significant, but the person who ate it also had to have strong talent, enough effort and luck to have a chance to seize the opportunity to reach the top of the mountain.

Otherwise, these dishes can only be fed to pigs, dogs and other animals, and will not be of much use, but will instead waste those precious ingredients.

"Ahem, I believe what you said, Alan. At our age, we should know that good things are never easy to get."

Compared to the two demigods Brian and Alain, Da Vinci prepared more ingredients this time, so he was more confident in getting the dish. But now all three families got a dish, and it was impossible for Da Vinci to say that he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

However, Da Vinci believed in Allen's mind and character, and knew that the other party would not commit fraud in order to embezzle his materials. His powerful mental power had been hovering around the square, and he was very sensitive to the fluctuations of magic power inside. Naturally, he knew roughly how many times Allen had failed.

"Thank you for your trust, sir."

Allen felt a little relieved after hearing what Da Vinci said. He took out two food boxes and some ingredients from his dimensional bag again, placed them on the desk, and pushed them in front of Da Vinci: "These two dishes are what I made up for my failed cooking. Although they are definitely not of grandmaster quality, they are rare master-level dishes on the market. And the remaining ingredients are what you gave me, and now I return them to you."

"What are you doing?"

Da Vinci was slightly stunned, then said with a somewhat unhappy look: "These materials are for you to use, what will happen if I take them back!!"

"But I won't be polite with you for these two master-level dishes. Take them back and give them to the children in the tribe. Who knows, maybe two more legends will be born in the tribe soon!!"

Although the three families had paid a very painful price to ask Allen to cook, Da Vinci glanced at the familiar and valuable ingredients on the table. None of them were the main ingredients for grandmaster dishes, which meant that they were not of much value to him. So instead of collecting them and letting them gather dust in the dimensional bag, he might as well do Allen a favor and give them to him to express his gratitude.

Moreover, Alan's current behavior also indirectly shows that he did not put any thought into cooking. This alone was enough to dispel Da Vinci's dissatisfaction, not to mention the addition of two more master-level dishes.

The other two pillars were relatively calm about this. After all, Da Vinci gave Allen a lot of extra materials, and they had nothing to complain about having these extra gains.