I don't want to be a dragon maid!

"My evaluation?"

Annie looked confused.

Shelley didn't say much; she got up and ran towards the kitchen.

Noah, standing to the side, looked troubled.

Lord Shelley wouldn't be thinking of serving up the dinner he made, would he?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he saw Shelley carrying a tray full of food and placing it on the wooden table.

"Is this dinner?"

Anne pointed to the covered food on the tray and asked curiously.

Shelley didn't answer; she frowned and then pulled off all the silver lids covering the food.

Before even pulling the curtains, Noah sensed an ominous aura.

Calm down! Noah, Shelley, the food you made with your heart is bound to be perfect! You must look like you're enjoying it when you eat it!

Noah picked up his knife and fork, secretly making up his mind.

As soon as the lid was opened, an indescribable smell quickly spread and filled the entire room.

Noah felt like crying, not because he was moved, but because the smell was so strong it hurt his eyes.

Seriously, this is an eyesore!

From her perspective, Noah couldn't see any food; all she could see was a large, ominous mass emitting purple smoke.

Annie, on the other hand, rested her chin on her hands, revealing an unusually serious expression.

The aroma is secondary; the appearance is what matters most.

Noah rubbed her eyes and encouraged herself again!

As the smoke gradually dissipated, the food slowly revealed its true form.

Bubbling purple liquid, octopus tentacles that are clearly cooked but still twitching, an unidentified object that looks like a large clump of vomit, and an unknown creature that is completely pixelated...

Actually, appearance isn't important; the most important thing is the taste... Oh no, Lord Shelley, Noah is incompetent! Noah can't deceive himself!

Noah was in a state of utter confusion. Was his master in the kitchen cooking or concocting medicine?

"Lord Shelley, I can handle this. Why bother Miss Anne?"

Seeing the situation deteriorate rapidly, Noah had no choice but to step forward. She was worried about Anne's stomach and also about how Shelley would be affected.

"Noah, forget it. No matter what I do, you'll only praise me anyway."

Shelley looked at Noah, puffed out her cheeks, and said angrily.

"I want to hear objective feedback. After all, it was my first candlelight dinner, and I wanted to do my best."

"Lord Shelley..."

Noah smiled, but his voice carried a hint of helplessness.

"Ms. Annie, you can now give your comments..."

Shelley sat uneasily at the wooden table, rubbing her hands together and speaking softly.

Anne touched her chin, maintaining a thoughtful expression, and then said with a look of sudden realization.

“I understand, Miss Shelley. You’re planning to study mysticism, and these are the ritual materials for summoning minor evil spirits, right? I’m sorry, I don’t know much about this major…”

Shelley paused for a moment, then lowered her head, a look of disappointment on her face.

Although the taste and aroma weren't mentioned, this review alone is enough to show how terrible the food was.

"Oh, did I say something wrong?"

Anne blinked, looking at Shelley's forlorn expression, and said somewhat nervously.

"Miss Anne, Lady Shelley has prepared dinner..."

Noah, standing to the side, said with a wry smile.

"Dinner...?"

Anne looked at the indescribable food, and after thinking for a long time, she slowly managed to utter a sentence.

"Well, all I can say is that I don't understand it, but I'm deeply impressed."

Upon hearing this, Shelley looked even more dejected, as if mushrooms were about to sprout from his head.

"Huh? Did I say something wrong again?"

Anne looked at Noah with pleading eyes and asked softly.

Noah didn't speak, but looked at the dejected Shelley, feeling as if his heart had been grabbed by a hand.

"Noah, I'm so sorry, I messed it up."

Shelley shrank back, looking at Noah with a change in expression. Her previous arrogance was gone, replaced by apology and self-reproach in her eyes.

"I was the one who came up with the candlelight dinner idea, and now I'm feeding you this stuff. I'm such a useless guy..."

"A useless fellow? No, Lady Shelley, you're not a useless fellow at all!!!"

Noah clenched her fists, leaned closer to Shelley, and said earnestly.

"Noah, are you going to comfort me like always...?"

Shelley looked at Noah, gave a forced smile, and said.

"Forget it, I know my skill level!"

"Lady Shelley, you are the one who is deliberately testing me! That's why you deliberately omitted a few steps in each dish."

Noah crossed her arms and said earnestly.

"Noah, what step?"

Shelley looked at Noah, her brow furrowed, and said.

"Steps are steps, anyway, Lord Shelley, I have solved the problem you left behind."

Noah picked up the bowls of food and headed towards the kitchen. She hadn't taken more than a few steps when she stopped, looked at Anne, and gave her a mysterious smile.

“Miss Anne, come and take a look too, because I’m about to reveal the true appearance of these dishes. You’ll soon understand Lord Shelley’s good intentions.”

The kitchen was a complete mess under the lights, and the bad thing wasn't just the broken plates scattered all over the floor.

The sink was filled with dishes covered in all sorts of strange liquids, making the whole kitchen look like it had been invaded by slimes.

Shelley looked at everything before her, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the floor, still in a state of "questioning life".

Noah didn't care about the environment. She repaired a few handy kitchen utensils, gathered the seasonings she needed, and then lit the fire again to start cooking.

“Lord Shelley, this dish is actually a Simu-style seafood soup. Although Simu special liquor is added, it lacks Xining fruit juice. All you need to do is add the fruit juice and a mixture of Simu flowers…”

Noah patiently explained as he poured the prepared sauce into the bubbling purple liquid.

The purple liquid slowly faded, turning into a milky white broth. The strange smell disappeared, replaced by the natural aroma of seafood.

"And these octopus tentacles, actually, Lord Shelley deliberately didn't use a specific sword technique to kill them..."

"And that Sea-style stewed beef is missing..."

Like magic, Noah simply added one or two steps, and those unsightly dishes were transformed into beautiful and delicious meals.

"Delicious! It looks beautiful and tastes delicious! I never would have guessed that Miss Shelley had such a talent for cooking!"

Anne ate a few bites of the reheated food and gave Shelley a thumbs up.

"At first I thought Miss Shelley really couldn't cook, but it turns out it was all an act. She really went to great lengths to test her beloved maid. A cunning master paired with a loyal maid, what a wonderful combination!"

"Hahaha, Ms. Annie, I'm glad you like it!"

Shelley ate the reheated food with a puzzled expression.

Are these the dishes I made back then? Why doesn't she remember...?

Chapter Ninety-One: Don't Let Go!

"There are always people better than you, and there are always people better than you. I originally thought my younger sister's cooking skills were already pretty good."

Anne looked at the table full of delicious food, shook her head and sighed.

"I never expected that Miss Shelley's cooking skills were even better. This is the first time I have tasted such delicious food."

"No, actually I can't cook, it's just that Noah..."

Shelley hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly.

"You've given Miss Noah such a challenging cooking task, and you still say you can't cook! That's just being too modest."

Anne looked at Shelley and said earnestly.

"Being modest can be a good thing, but at certain times you still need to show your talents in order to prevent some people from taking advantage of you... This is my advice to you as your teacher, Miss Shelley."

"Thank you, Ms. Annie."

Anne looked at Shelley, nodded, and responded softly.

"She's such a good girl. She's the complete opposite of my little sister. She's too flamboyant and makes enemies everywhere. I wish she would listen to what I tell her."

Anne sat in the chair, her face showing a worried expression.

"Miss Anne's sister must be Miss Alice, right? I think she has the ability, which is why she's a bit arrogant. After all, Miss Alice is considered a genius and a candidate for hero."

Shelley, seeing Anne's troubled expression, offered some words of comfort.

Anne looked at Shelley, her brows furrowing slightly, a serious expression on her face.

"Miss Shelley, I have something to ask you?"

"Ms. Annie, what's the matter?"

Shelley looked at Anne's serious expression and asked nervously.

Anne looked at Noah, who was still busy in front of the boiler, and asked softly.

"You already know that Miss Noah is a dragon, right?"