Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

"She makes delicious brown bread!"

“Although there are a lot of weird things added in it, some of the weirdness is delicious. There is something in it that is very difficult to understand.”

"Among all types of bread, brown bread is one of the foods I cannot accept. After all, some brown bread is even more unacceptable than the one on your table. But with her craftsmanship, these are not a problem~" Pandora began to recall with her eyes closed.

"What a pity! Like you, she stopped cooking for a long time afterwards. Apart from a delicious piece of black bread, she never made anything delicious that I can remember."

how to say.

Charles felt that the Mernadette she was talking about was the Mernadette he knew.

If that's the case, the guy in front of me seems quite extraordinary...

But yesterday in the City of Knowledge, she didn't show her antiquity or strength at all...

Is it disdain?

Charles pondered.

"How strong are you?" Charles asked.

"I don't know~ I'm not fighting with anyone, I'm just eating~"

"Then... no one has ever bothered you?" Charles continued to ask.

"Well... there should be some, but if I don't want them to find me, they won't be able to find me. Even if they do find me, I can ask them or dad for help."

Charles felt a little tired when he saw Pandora, who had finished eating and seemed a little unsatisfied. Then he began to think about how he should face her, or how to dig out more things he cared about from her.

"Cook, when will you continue cooking?" Pandora looked at Charles pitifully. "Although there are already many delicious foods, I still want to eat some new and delicious food."

"I'm not a chef... and I don't remember cooking." The most Charles could do was to use the power of destiny to reverse-infer the cooking methods of China and some of the dishes he had eaten, and then create a lot of recipes based on the connections.

Rather than calling it fate, it is more like a power of calculation. With the help of the traces of his own soul, he deduced the recipes and preparation methods of many dishes that he may have eaten or heard of - after all, he still has no idea what separates the world he lives in from this world.

"You made it! And it was delicious!" Pandora looked at Charles somewhat unhappily.

"My memory will never be wrong when it comes to food." Pandora looked at Charles and began to mobilize her memories of him.

"In the City of Gluttony, any food that appears in the main world will be included, and then it will continue to appear according to my thoughts."

"Food related to you is the most I've eaten in the past tens of thousands of years."

“Although the food you cook may not be as delicious as the ones made by some chefs who follow your recipes, it contains something that those chefs don’t have.”

"Just like what's hidden in Mernade's black bread..."

Charles carefully recalled his past.

It is definitely impossible to say that he has never cooked. After all, his life was quite hard in the early stages of his career as a bard, and the same was true in his career as an explorer. However, most of the time he just dealt with it casually.

For example, barbecue, buy some bacon and bread and prepare the food casually.

That kind of thing probably wouldn't be remembered by Pandora for so long.

The delicacies that she remembered so vividly must have been the delicacies of the past that she had reproduced after joining the church and having the money, ability and free time.

However, his status was different at that time. He only passed the recipe and preparation method to the chef he hired at home, and at most gave some comments. He probably wouldn't cook it himself...

"Did you forget? But it's okay. When we get to my city, I'll treat you to the 'Ciel Love Breakfast,' 'Ciel Special Love Lunch,' and 'Ciel Sweetheart Love Dinner' you made. You'll definitely remember them then."

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Chapter 293: "Malnutrition" of Charles

Looking at the expectant look of "Da Da Da" in front of him, the corners of Charles' mouth twitched, and he felt a little nauseous.

'Charle's loving breakfast', 'Charle's special loving lunch' and 'Charle's sweet loving dinner'?

deny!

Absolutely not admit it!

Even if it was true, Charles would never admit that he had such a disgusting gesture.

What's more, this kind of thing must be fake!

He swore that there was not a trace of anything like what Pandora said in his mind.

I am the high priest, so even if I want to taste delicious food, I just need to guide other people to do it.

Even for his fleeting romances, he used some romantic tactics to develop some positions that they themselves had not thought of. He did send them loving breakfasts, but most of them were made by the chef and he pretended that he made them himself.

He himself had definitely never been to the kitchen.

It’s not that he has no talent for cooking, he just simply hates the troublesome task of cooking - in fact, his cooking skills are quite good. After all, the speed and degree of mastery of most common skills by demigods are very efficient and advanced.

and many more...

If you hate cooking so much, why would you bother to learn cooking?

Although he had some free time during the Five Gods Era, he was still very busy as the high priest.

It would be too unreasonable to use your free time not to find some beautiful older sisters and younger sisters to create a romantic encounter, but to go to the kitchen to learn how to cook...

Or did he learn these things before becoming the high priest?

Not right either.

Ciel is the kind of person who cares a lot about food, but at the same time doesn't care about food.

He is the type who will eat good food if he can, but if he can't, he will just make do with a couple of bites.

Telling the chef his cooking ideas and recipes and letting him practice making delicious dishes to change his life is already the limit - if he does everything himself, then the servants in his huge manor will have no meaning to exist.

Why did I learn and practice my cooking skills so seriously?

She obviously hates being in the kitchen, but she has the cooking skills of a master chef.

He is the type who will never try something if he doesn't like it.

Have your personality and hobbies been distorted because of certain relationships?

Or maybe I forgot something important?

What changed him...

"Why aren't you talking?" Pandora looked at Charles, whose expression began to change constantly, and moved closer to him curiously.

"I just can't think of when I've ever cooked something like that, or for whom I cooked it."

"You said that anything related to food will be included in the City of Gluttony. So do you know who the dishes I made are for?"

Ciel looked at her expectantly, but Pandora quickly shook her head and said, "I don't know~"

"After all, I'm only responsible for eating~"

“It’s very satisfying to know who made it~”

"I don't know who the customer is. After all, I'd be jealous if I knew who he is."

As for why I'm jealous, of course it's because I'm jealous that the other person got to eat such delicious food before me.

As he listened to the other person's words, the image of Ms. Doom inexplicably appeared in Charles' mind.

He hated this extremely and didn't want to think about it, but after careful consideration, he realized that he didn't need to hate people like that.

"Could it be her?" He lowered his head and began to carefully observe every day he spent with her, suppressing his discomfort.

but...

No flaws.

Be it oneself, time, or even the other party, there are no flaws.

During that period of time in the past, the experiences he and Ms. Misfortune had that made him feel uncomfortable were all real. There was no trace of memory modification, and there was no time to change that sense of incongruity.

But the more so, the more perfect it was, the stranger it seemed in Charles' eyes.

Shouldn't...

Absolutely shouldn't...

For some reason, Charles' mind flashed with the image of the figure and costume of the Lady of Doom that he had seen Theresa and Peroz take out when they were chatting.

Then he waved his hand, and a Lady of Misfortune, no longer colorful but dressed in plain black, appeared in front of Pandora.

"Do you know this guy?"

"Or, do you have any records of dishes she has made?"

Ciel stared at the other person nervously.

Please...

Give me some clues...

At least let me know what the problem is.

Pandora watched as Lady Doom blinked, then thought carefully...

"It feels familiar, but her power is quite strong. I'm not sure if her delicacies are ever included in my city."

"Mernadette's bread was included because she didn't care~"

"But she...most of the powerful people are unwilling to share some of their creations with me~" Pandora said with some regret.

"I see..." For a moment, Charles didn't know what to say.

He felt a little regretful. If only there was food made by her here, maybe he could feel something from it.

but now...

Perhaps his past works would remind him of something.

My dear Mernadè, please bless me to find the things that confuse me in the City of Gluttony.

My dear "sister" Sif ~ I hope you can also bless me, your "brother".

Ciel prayed silently in his heart.

Theoretically speaking, when it comes to matters concerning them, as long as you pray earnestly, there is a certain probability that they will receive your prayers.

Given Mernadette's personality, even if she thought it was an auditory hallucination, or a hallucination caused by missing Charles too much, she would still pray for Charles in her heart.

As for Sif...it all depends on her current state and mood - I hope she really cares about her brother.

"How long will it take to get there?" Charles touched Theresa and Peroz's heads, looked at how uncomfortable they were and almost suffocated, and asked Pandora beside him.

"It seems like it will take a long time now~" Pandora's eyes swept over Peroz and Theresa.

"The distance between gluttony and knowledge can be very close or very far. After all, our city is mobile."

"The reason why it hasn't arrived for so long is because these two little guys haven't reached their limit yet~"

"I don't know why the main body did this, but this is a gift~"

"Since it's a gift, it must be perfect~"

Gift...

Charles's eyes scanned Teresa.

Since it was a gift, and the treasure map appeared next to Teresa, it means that she was the main target of this gift.

Theoretically speaking, given Teresa's condition, it would be difficult for her to bear such a gift.

After all, she was just a spoiled noble lady. Although she had her own persistence, she was still far behind people like Morin and Peroz.

Peroz is blessed by the Holy Light, with divine blood flowing in his body. He is also a natural explorer with great mental fortitude.

Although Morin is not as good as Peroz, he also has a pure heart. His persistence in certain things can even reach the level of Reiner, so he can persist in the face of this unique gift.

Theresa...she was no match for them anyway.

In this gift, Teresa suffered the most intense pain.

But she kept holding on, and even seemed to be holding on longer than they were.

Ciel hesitated for a moment, then reached out and placed his hand on her.

Then he saw a narrow path in the endless darkness, and at the end of the path there was a blurry figure...that figure looked like him.

He sighed, then lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently.

As if sensing Charles's movements, in the darkness, in Theresa's mind, Charles' image became clearer and clearer.