Demon King, you just need to conquer, and your husband will come up with the solution.

"Hey! Are you annoying, woman? You feel unhappy if you don't make fun of Catherine every day, right? What's the point of arguing with Catherine all day long? If you have the guts, come and argue with me!"

Just as Trinity was thinking about it, the ranger Shana beside her stood up and walked up to her and retorted.

Seeing this, Trinity rolled her eyes speechlessly. Oh, yes, there is also this flat-chested archer.

When she was with Katherine, Trinity basically never gave her a good face, but Katherine knew she was in the wrong, so she chose to silently accept Trinity's occasional sarcasm.

However, although Catherine could accept it, the other members of the brave team might not. The forest fairy Shana would often stand up for Catherine and argue with Trinity.

Of course, when it comes to cursing, Trinity has never been afraid of anyone, so the two of them started to confront each other directly, using the art of language.

Shana is a straightforward person. What she says and does is quick, accurate and ruthless. As an archer, she tries to find people's weaknesses and attack them accurately when scolding them. In simple terms, she likes to scold people until they break their defense.

Trinity is good at scolding people without being visible, using euphemistic tones and crafted words to stir up the anger in the other person and play with the opponent's emotions. In short, she loves to be sarcastic.

The two masters of language exchanged sharp words, as if the battle had reached the edge of the universe, as if the great road had been wiped out. Of course, overall, it seemed that Trinity had the upper hand in this round.

This intense situation made all the onlookers ashamed. In the end, it was Ovinia who found a reason to interrupt this verbal art confrontation.

"Trinity, um...it's almost time now, you should go prepare the ingredients for dinner?"

"Cooking?" Hearing this, Trinity came back to her senses. She leaned out of the car to look at the sun and the time, and found that it was indeed late.

Then she returned to the car and said to Shana with some regret: "Oh, what a pity, it seems that this is all we can do today... Alas, there is no other way, because I am the only one in the entire team who can cook decent food~"

Immediately, Trinity left the carriage leisurely with a victorious expression, and headed to the dining car at the rear of the convoy.

Seeing this, Shana's barren chest rose and fell wildly. She gritted her teeth and yelled, "Bah! What kind of decent food is that! I, Shana, will starve to death today! Jump out of here! Die outside! I would rather not eat a single bite of what you made!"

……

"It smells so good! If you hadn't taken the initiative to cook, Miss Trinity, I wouldn't have known that you were the best cook in the entire team!"

"Tsk, I think the team's chef needs to be improved. Next time we should hire a chef from the Duolun Empire!"

"Don't mention it...the food that witch Monica gave us tastes really good. The radish has a sandy texture and a sweet taste."

At night, bursts of fragrance wafted from the camp where the caravan was stationed. By the campfire that illuminated the entire camp, Trinity stirred the stew in the big pot with a spoon, accepting the praise of the caravan's merchants.

In response to these comments, Trinity smiled and said, "Delicious? If it's delicious, eat more. I made quite a lot~"

As she spoke, Trinity also served herself a bowl and enjoyed her dinner.

Originally, Trinity had no intention of showing off her pretty good cooking skills in front of the caravan. The original chef's skills were pretty good, and at least the food he cooked was edible.

However, after the caravan received the fruits and vegetables donated by Monica, it was found that the chef hired by the caravan was obviously not qualified enough and did not know how to handle some of the ingredients that he had never cooked before.

The final product was a mess. Although it was not hard to swallow, it made Trinity feel her blood pressure soar. As a chef, you can make such a good ingredient into such a mess! You should be punished by God!

Unable to bear it any longer, Trinity kicked the old chef out of the dining car and started to prepare the ingredients herself.

After living in Blackwater City for several years, Trinity felt that she had been somewhat assimilated. She had read "A Bite of Dolan" which almost everyone had a copy of several times. Well, she had read all four versions several times.

In particular, Irons was also a person who attached great importance to food. Trinity remembered very clearly that Irons had such an idea about food.

“Food should not be wasted! The purpose of its growth is to be swallowed by people and become nutrients for our survival. Any act of wasting food is disrespectful to food and to life!

Making food that is meant to be eaten unpalatable is a far more serious crime than wasting it! We need and have the obligation to make food delicious! This is the greatest respect for food, and also for survival and life!"

Under the influence of such ideas, Trinity also ignited the motivation to learn cooking... Yes, that's right, it's not because of Adela who is so close to Irons and cooks for him all day long!

But after all these years of study, how good is Trinity's craftsmanship?

Trinity really didn't dare to guarantee it. After all, everyone in Doron can be a chef. In the previous Blackwater City Cooking Competitions held by Ains, Trinity was eliminated before entering the top 16 every time.

And Adela can actually advance to the semi-finals every time! Why is the gap so big! ? I’m so angry! ! ! !

After staying in this atmosphere for a long time, Trinity herself thought that her cooking skills were not up to par, until she left Blackwater City this time...

My goodness, how come these foreigners’ cooking is so abstract! With my cooking skills, I seem to be considered a champion! ?

Chapter 103

uninvited guest

Seeing the caravan members praising her cooking skills, Trinity looked quite proud while eating the stew she made. Alas, this person is just like that. He becomes excellent without realizing it.

Ovinia on the side looked at Trinity's increasingly smug expression as she was praised, and sighed speechlessly, while not forgetting to stuff some stewed meat into her mouth. Well, it tasted really good... Let's just assume that she had reason to be proud.

At the same time, on the other side of the camp, in front of a small campfire, Shana was staring at the pheasant being roasted on the fire with a stubborn look on her face. She smelled the aroma of meat coming from the campfire, swallowed her saliva, and sprinkled a handful of salt on the roast chicken to season it.

Humph, I am not the inventor of the law of true fragrance. If I say I won't eat it, then I really won't eat it! It's impossible for it to be true fragrance! It's just dinner, isn't it? As a ranger, I have lived in the open air many times! Filling my stomach is not a problem at all!

"Um... Shana, are you really not going to eat it? Miss Trinity's stew is really delicious..."

Catherine walked over to Shana with a bowl of stew in her arms and asked with the intention of persuading her.

"Catherine! You don't have to shake my resolve! I'm a man of my word! And even though I don't cook, I've traveled around the world and have a lot of experience in picnics!

I am also a good cook! Wait a minute, Catherine, my roast chicken will be ready soon! You should also try the delicious food made by my chef Shana!"

As she spoke, Shana patted her chest as if to promise something, looking quite confident.

However, at this moment, Trinity came to Shana's campfire with a subtle smile and looked at the roasted chicken on the campfire. Hmm... the smell is so bland.

Trinity asked in a joking tone: "Hey~ Miss Shana, your chicken... is not marinated? If you roast a whole chicken like this without marinating it, it won't be tasty~"

"Hmph! Nonsense! What do you mean by "not tasty"? It can be fixed by adding a handful of salt! What are you doing coming over here, woman? Go away! I won't let you eat my roast chicken!"

As she said that, Shana angrily sprinkled a handful of salt on the skin of the roasted chicken. Trinity raised her eyebrows and said, "Since you said so, I can only obey you~"

"Oh~ Okay, okay~ I'll go, I'll go~ Miss Sana is really a strong person~"

Watching Trinity leave with a teasing smile on her face, Shana gritted her teeth and snorted coldly, then continued to concentrate on her roast chicken.

After a while, Shana saw that the skin of the roasted chicken had almost turned brown, so she pulled out a chicken leg and excitedly handed it to Catherine, saying, "Here! Catherine! Freshly roasted chicken leg! Have a try!"

Seeing this, Catherine took the chicken leg with a grateful smile, and then tried to bite off a piece with her mouth...

The moment the chicken leg entered her mouth, the expectant expression on Catherine's face froze instantly. The moment the chicken entered her mouth, the roasted crispy chicken skin, with a pungent salty taste, directly tempted her taste buds!

Sorry, although it's a bit vulgar, for such a strong salty taste, Catherine can only use the word "qj" to describe it...

And after this salty taste that can stimulate the taste buds, what replaced it was the bland taste of the chicken itself… All the saltiness really stayed on the surface as Trinity said, and there was no flavor at all inside!

Thus, the half salty and half bland chicken was mixed in Catherine's mouth, giving her an indescribable taste experience...

You say this roast chicken tastes bad... it's not that hard to swallow, but you say it tastes good... it's just barely edible...

"How's it going? It's delicious!"

Seeing Shana's expectant expression, Catherine forced herself to show a surprised expression, nodded and commented: "Hmm, delicious... I really didn't expect Shana to be able to make such a taste..."

Well, I really didn’t expect it…

But Shana did not doubt it and thought it was true, so she laughed, removed a piece of chicken wing, took a bite with great anticipation, and tasted the delicious food she had made!

"I told you, with my rich experience in picnics, making a roast chicken is a piece of cake~ Ah! If it were you, I wouldn't need that woman anymore... uh... um..."

Shana, who was eating chicken wings, stopped talking halfway. She chewed the chicken wings in her mouth, and her expression gradually became stiff. Holding the roasted chicken in her hand, Shana fell into silence...

Finally, in an extremely awkward atmosphere, Shana placed her roast chicken on the empty plate and muttered in an extremely depressed tone: "I'd better go to the dining car to see if there are any fruits..."

After saying that, Shana turned and headed for the dining car. Catherine reached out her hand and wanted to say something, but... what could she say? She couldn't just lie and say that the roast chicken was delicious...

The little episode on the part of the Brave Team was not noticed by the other members of the caravan. Even if they did, they probably wouldn't say anything about it. After all, the Brave Team had such a high status and reputation that a group of merchants didn't dare to comment on it casually.

At this moment, Ovinia came to Helena with a bowl in her arms and asked, "Miss Helena, how far is it to Sorensenburg?"

Helena calculated with her fingers and responded, "If nothing unexpected happens, there are still two days left. Don't worry, I never break my promises. The caravan will give you time to find your witch colleague.

And the business in Sorensenburg seems to be pretty good. I will see if I can sell the grain I bought from Fontenburg at a good price..."

Halfway through her words, Helena's business mind began to make her own calculations. Having obtained the information she wanted, Ovinia no longer disturbed Helena, but walked over silently and let her figure it out on her own.

I found a relatively quiet place to finish my dinner.

Just as Ovinia put down the empty wooden bowl, a strange noise suddenly came from the bushes behind her!

The sound of the limbs passing through the bushes made her instantly determine that something was approaching the camp!

"who!"

Ovinia's four limbs suddenly jumped up, the metal joints opened one after another, and weapons popped out from them. Four hand cannons were immediately aimed at the direction where the sound behind Ovinia came from!

Ovinia's unusual behavior immediately attracted the attention of other people in the camp. The caravan guards, who had just been eating and chatting leisurely, immediately put down their bowls and spoons, stood up, drew their swords, and prepared for battle.

The members of the brave team also rushed forward and stared at the direction behind Ovinia. Trinity took out the staff from the cleavage on her chest with an extremely serious expression.

The atmosphere in the entire camp became solemn and murderous almost in the blink of an eye.

Being a traveling merchant is not an easy job, especially after nightfall, when all kinds of emergencies arise, such as night raids by wolves and wild beasts, and bandits with malicious intentions.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that everyone seemed relaxed and defenseless during the meal. In fact, the swords were sharpened and placed in the easiest place to reach.

The crossbow is well strung and can be fired right away;

The magic circle has been carved on the ground, and the mage can cast some defensive spells directly without constructing it.

Everyone in the camp was immediately ready to fight at any time. Anyone who came with bad intentions would end up dead!

Faced with such a scene, the beings in the bushes were obviously frightened and dared not make any sound.

But Ovinia was sure that her perception was correct, so she turned around and threatened, “You don’t have to hide, I know you are there, as long as you teach us what you want to do honestly, we won’t embarrass you.

But if you don’t intend to cooperate, don’t blame us for using some extreme measures…”

As she spoke, Ovinia loaded the hand cannons on her limbs. The crisp mechanical loading sound was extremely obvious in the silent jungle, and it was the clearest and most obvious deterrent.

The being in the jungle saw this, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, okay, I'll come out, I'll come out... Miss, you should put away your magical powers. I'm an old man, but I don't deserve your attention."

As he spoke, an old man with a gray beard, wearing a tattered brown windbreaker, an old brown hat, and carrying an unknown long weapon wrapped in bandages on his back, came out of the jungle and appeared in the light of the campfire.

Facing this uninvited guest, Ovinia asked in a shocking voice: "Tell me your name, identity, and purpose!"

“Ah…” The old man laughed and replied, “Don’t be nervous, everyone. My presence here is purely coincidental. I have no ill intentions.

My name is Simmons, I'm just an ordinary old bounty hunter, the reason I'm here...

Because I smelled delicious food nearby~"

Chapter 104

The old hunter and the girl

The caravan obviously did not completely believe the words of this uninvited guest. After all, it was strange enough to encounter a living person in the wilderness in the middle of the night.

Ovinia didn't fire the hand cannons of her limbs directly, but asked, "Where are you from? Where are you going?"

The old man who claimed to be named Simmons adjusted his hat and responded, "Ah, I recently received a commission from Sorensenburg to capture a dark wizard. From the information I have learned, he is now in the Duolun Empire, so I plan to go to the Duolun Empire next."

"Dark wizard?" Hearing this answer, Ovinia and Trinity were slightly stunned. Trinity walked up to Inquisitor Ovinia and asked, "Who is the dark wizard you are hunting down?"

"Uh..." Simmons hesitated at the question. "Ladies, please show some respect for my profession. It is our bounty hunters' rule not to reveal the object of the commission."

Trinity didn't tolerate it at all. She trembled the staff in her hand, and the wave of magic power spread from her body. She threatened loudly: "Since you have come to our camp, you should abide by the rules of our camp. Forget about your bounty hunter rules."

"Uh..." The old man looked embarrassed and was obviously still hesitant. The other guards in the camp showed no mercy at all because of his old age.

Even in the wilderness, trusting strangers rashly would lead to losses! As an experienced and established caravan, how could the Bellman Caravan easily trust a stranger just because of his one-sided words? ?

Just when the atmosphere in the camp seemed a little tense, there was another movement among the books behind Simmons.

This unusual noise immediately alerted everyone, and they shouted, "There's someone behind us! Watch out!"

"What other accomplices do you have hiding? Let them out now!"

"The people behind! Get out here right now!"

As the caravan shouted and requested loudly, a thin and even frail figure walked out from the bushes. When this figure was exposed to the light of the campfire and revealed its exact appearance, everyone was stunned.

"Woo..."

What emerged from the bushes was actually a white-haired girl in a blue and white dress. Judging from her figure, she was probably no more than ten years old.

When the girl saw the ferocious looks of the caravan members, she immediately showed a timid look on her face and ran behind Simmons, then lifted up Simmons's loose coat and got into it, like a frightened white cat.

Although... the guards of the Bellman caravan were well-informed and experienced, this was the first time they had seen such a situation in their varied business experience.

An old bounty hunter, walking on such a dangerous night road with a girl who was obviously not even ten years old...