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Chapter 1593 Are Tears Sweet?

"Oh, the dinner has started."

Blaze handed Marika the telescope, and he looked directly at the Royal Castle through the eyes of the chicken squatting on the top of the bell tower.

The grand banquet began, and monsters from the Gourmet Continent were served one by one.

If we hadn’t known about the Gourmet Continent in advance, these food monsters would have simply been seen as a new peak in the chef profession.

The hardest thing about gourmet creatures to accept is undoubtedly the fact that they are living food, which makes people subconsciously resist eating raw meat and drinking blood.

So this time I put some thought into selecting the food monster.

The main dishes are prepared directly by the royal chefs, and the food monsters are all sweet food monsters from the sweet area.

Dessert food monsters are more visually acceptable. After all, in the battle in the dessert industry, the shape of desserts is also a major point of confrontation, so it is common to make desserts into lifelike animals.

The centerpiece of this banquet is of course the Baokuang people, who are quite conspicuous from their appearance.

Since there were only a few people in the Baokuang, all of them showed up at the banquet. This ancient and pure nation was somewhat restrained and at a loss at the banquet.

Blaze could understand the reason. The treasure miners had been sleeping for so long that everything had changed.

Perhaps the treasure miners were reluctant to leave Hope City for this reason. The [world above] no longer had any of their old friends, and they were afraid that even traces of their friends would be gone.

But this is nothing to worry about.

Blaze held Marika's hand, looked at the banquet in the castle, and prayed for the treasure miners in his heart.

The Giant Emperor appeared, as bold and carefree as ever. He walked straight to the treasure miners and shook their hands.

That hand used a strength that made him feel at ease, and it was also the strength that allowed the treasure miners to feel their hands being touched.

Just a handshake, and the people in the mines smiled, as if they found that nothing in the past had changed.

This is the meaning of the surname. Their friends became surnames and passed them down one by one.

They took their seats, facing the table full of delicious food like ordinary people, and ate the gourmet monsters with gusto.

Seeing that the treasure miners ate in the same way as they did, the royals of the allied kingdoms felt relieved, ate the delicacies on the table seriously, and mustered up the courage to try the sweet food monsters.

Delicious food is so magical that even the royal families of the allied kingdoms who had just been quarreling in the street over economic friction began to praise the deliciousness in unison.

The royal chef took a proud look at the banquet and returned to his busy work in the kitchen.

They are proud of their work, chef is a profession that can bring peace.

Because they like the same taste and the same dishes, they will create common ground one after another and use this common ground as the center to create opportunities for mutual understanding.

A treasure miner was chewing the food in his mouth and suddenly laughed, with crystal tears flowing down the corners of his eyes.

"It's... salty."

He seemed to be saying to a friend who had been sleeping for a thousand years, "I have finally come to your world."

It just tasted salty.

"It's great to be able to have dinner together." Blaze retracted his gaze, raised his head and chuckled.

"You have contributed to the peace as well," Marika said, pointing at the castle.

Blaze didn't deny it, but nodded. He also pointed over there, extremely proud.

"Look, those smiles, those laughters, and those sweet tears, that's the reward for my wonderful adventure." "Everyone's happiness and joy are different, so my adventure will never end."

Blazer never worried that one day when there would be no major crisis in the world, he would feel bored, lonely, or even miserable.

Because the world will never be perfect, there will always be places and people who need help.

If enjoying adventure is his happiness, then he will not stop and will keep walking. After all, isn’t it natural to walk for happiness?

"Sweet tears?" Marika tilted her head, her red hair lifted by the night wind, and rubbed it into Blaze's ear as if whispering.

"Tears are salty."

She corrected it seriously.

"That's true, tears are salty." Blaze suddenly smiled. He remembered what someone told him, that the ocean is tears, so it is salty.

One has to cry so hard to make the sea so salty.

He suddenly became childish and protested seriously.

"Why can't tears be sweet? Tears when you are sad are salty. Tears when you are happy and touched are also salty. Don't you think it's unfair?"

"Well, that's right. It was the negligence of the gods who created us." Marika nodded seriously and said, "Maybe they didn't shed happy and sweet tears themselves, so they didn't give us this ability."

"That's right, you don't even have the ability to shed happy and sweet tears, yet you still call yourself a great being."

Blaze waved his fist in agreement. If he ever encountered someone saying that humans were like ants and how great he was, he would use this question to fight back.

He can't even shed sweet tears of happiness, and yet he still says he is extremely great.

Have you never felt happiness?

"Hmm." Blaze covered his mouth with his right hand and turned his head.

There were one or two times when he spoke the truth and it seemed to touch the enemy's sore spot and completely infuriated him.

He is a reflective person and occasionally wonders if he has said something bad.

It seems that this [Sweet Tears] is a weapon that can hit the pain point of any enemy, so let's not talk about it.

"what happened?"

"No, I'm just reflecting on myself every day." Blaze shrugged and wanted to continue the previous topic, but he was suddenly stunned.

“[If only I could make my tears sweet.]”

“Is this a solution to the saltiness crisis in the food continent?”

Marika blinked and soon understood what Blaze was talking about. She chuckled helplessly. Although he was standing here, he was always running.

She felt a little lonely, but she also didn't want to hold him back and stop him from running.

“But if there are sweet tears, wouldn’t it be too sweet?” Marika tilted her head and clenched her right hand tightly, enjoying the peace of mind at the moment.

"Isn't it just right with salty tears?" Blaze shook his left hand that was clasped with Marika's.

"I won't leave, at least not tonight."

"I am needed here, and this is where I find happiness."

(End of this chapter)