My anime character is in the infinite flow search and fight

Although he planned to use his abilities to 'cheat,' Leos's cooking skills were already quite good.

After all, the extreme enhancement of taste brought about by one's culinary talent can force you to become a qualified chef, even if you don't want to.

As time passed, the surface of the dragon meat gradually turned golden and crispy, and the aroma became increasingly intense, like an invisible hand tugging at the olfactory nerves of those around. The adventurers who were originally nearby had only been curiously watching, but the aroma was so enticing that they couldn't help but stop in their tracks.

"What's that smell? It smells so good!"

An adventurer who was passing by and had originally planned to go into the restaurant for a meal sniffed, looking puzzled.

"Has the lavish hostess introduced a new dish?"

"I don't know, it looks like some kind of meat is being roasted, but I've never smelled this aroma before," a companion chimed in.

They slowly approached, drawn by the aroma, and their mouths watered when they saw the meat on the grill in front of Leos.

But after he knew exactly what kind of meat it was...

"This...this is monster...dragon meat?!" someone cried out in terror.

The crowd erupted in chaos, retreating hastily and looking at Leos with utter fear. After all, eating dungeon monsters was utterly insane!

But Leos didn't care about them, remaining engrossed in cooking. Under his meticulous preparation, the dragon meat became increasingly tempting, its skin glistening with oil, the aroma of spices perfectly infused into the meat, and the fragrance spreading in waves, constantly assaulting people's reason.

Finally, one of the adventurers couldn't hold back any longer. He swallowed hard and hesitated before speaking.

"How about... we just have a small bite? This taste is just too tempting."

Upon hearing this, the crowd exchanged bewildered glances, many of them showing signs of struggle. In the end, a few of the bolder adventurers slowly approached Leos, their eyes fixed on the dragon meat as if it were the most delicious delicacy in the world.

The intense deliciousness assaulted their senses, and the magnified temptation gradually drove their reason to zero.

"How much? Give me one!!!"

Finally, an orc approached Leos, gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and shouted...

"Thank you for trying it, it's free!"

Seeing that someone wanted to eat, Leos was naturally very welcoming! Money? Talking about that is so vulgar. If we eat this, we'll be like-minded friends. Come on, eat as much as you want!

The orc adventurer looked at the dragon meat on his plate, swallowed hard, then closed his eyes and stuffed it into his mouth.

In an instant, an unparalleled deliciousness blossomed on his taste buds.

The moment the dragon meat melted on my tongue, it was as if countless fireworks were bursting in my mouth. The crispy outer layer, with its smoky aroma of charcoal, crumbled with the slightest touch, like crushing sun-drenched gold leaf!

Despite being solid dragon meat, the flesh inside is incredibly tender, with an indescribable richness, as if it combines the sweetness of morning dew in the mountains and the abundance of fertile soil in the forest. Every fiber is infused with the unique aroma of spices and the dragon meat itself.

The flavor wasn't simply intense; it progressed in layers. The first taste was the heat of charcoal and spices, followed by the rich and spicy flavor of the dragon meat itself. Then came a subtle, lingering sweetness, like a mountain spring flowing over the taste buds, leaving a refreshing aftertaste that lingered for a long time.

The taste buds were completely awakened by this ultimate deliciousness, and every nerve ending was cheering with joy, as if they had never truly tasted the flavor of food before.

The orc adventurer's eyes snapped open, pupils dilated with intense pleasure, the hesitation and fear on his face instantly replaced by ecstasy. He practically wolfed down the remaining dragon meat, even the bones, intending to chew and swallow them whole. After finishing, he vigorously wiped his mouth, letting out a sigh of utter satisfaction, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.

"This...this is simply heavenly! I've never eaten anything so delicious!"

He seemed possessed, circling the grill, his eyes glued to the remaining dragon meat, muttering to himself incessantly.

"It's so delicious, so delicious... I want another piece, I want another piece!"

Seeing his fanatical appearance, the adventurers around him immediately dispelled much of their previous hesitation.

"Give me one too!"

"I also want!"

Shouts rose and fell, and a second, a third, and more brave souls surged toward Leos. Soon, the crowd that had just been avoiding dragon meat was now like bees swarming around nectar, crowding around the grill, their eyes gleaming with an intense desire for the delicious food.

The commotion was so great that it naturally attracted the attention of the wealthy hostess.

"Meow, what are they all doing gathered outside, meow?"

The waitress Anya looked at the commotion outside the tavern with a puzzled expression, but her love of joining in the fun made her immediately squeeze inside.

"Excuse me, excuse me... What are you doing here, meow!!!"

Anya looked surprised, then annoyed, at the barbecue stall in front of Leos.

"Providing free food to enhance public taste and share happiness."

Leos said with a righteous and stern expression.

However, he was also quite guilty when he said this, because opening a business in front of someone else's restaurant looked like he was looking for trouble.

"What were you thinking, setting up a stall in front of someone else's house!"

As expected, Anya, hands on her hips, angrily rebuked him, and then...

"Sniff sniff sniff~~~ What's that smell? It smells so good, meow~~~~"

The aroma of roasted dragon meat wafted over, and even though Anya had already eaten dinner, her mouth watered.

"...Would you like a skewer?"

Leos handed over the skewers of meat in his hand, grinning as he spoke.

Anya's throat moved up and down with difficulty before she took the skewer of meat.

Chapter 17: 121. Tragedy, Love, and Guts' Life

"And then you ate so happily that you forgot about your work?"

Inside the bountiful mistress's room, Anya knelt on the floor with her head drooping. Mia stood before her, hands on her hips, speaking in a tone of exasperation.

"Don't you know that's the flesh of a demon?"

"I know... but it's just too delicious!" Anya said, looking aggrieved.

Mia pinched the bridge of her nose, momentarily speechless, but then simply waved her hand dismissively.

"Never mind, he's no longer in front of our store, so it's none of our business where he goes."

Is it really possible to cook monster meat so deliciously?

That man named Leos might really have a talent for cooking.

It's a pity she has a persistent pica; for Mia, adding monster meat to the menu is absolutely unacceptable.

"Speaking of which, how did he suddenly leave?"

Hill, who was standing nearby, asked with interest, explaining that she had gone out shopping earlier and hadn't witnessed this amusing scene.

"It seems like someone from the Apollo Familia took him away, meow~~~"

Anya tilted her little head and said...

"The Apollo Familia...then he might be in trouble."

Hill showed a barely perceptible look of disgust. Apollo, that guy was quite famous in Orario.

However, his fame refers to his indiscriminate indulgence in both meat and vegetables. Although being bisexual is a common characteristic of many gods, those as uninhibited as Apollo are indeed few and far between.

Especially her willingness to use any means to satisfy her desires... although she doesn't really have the right to criticize Apollo.

And that is indeed the case.

Leios was taken to the magnificent manor where the Apollo Familia kept him, and after tasting the monster dishes that Leios had prepared with even greater enthusiasm, Apollo showed an extreme craving.

"Too, too, too, too, too!"

Although I don't know what this handsome guy is up to, he seems to really appreciate the deliciousness of monster food.

Leios also smiled happily.

Then Apollo extended an invitation to Leos, inviting him to join his kin.

The reason is twofold: firstly, Leos's cooking genuinely brought Apollo a fresh sense of joy and pleasure; and secondly...

Leos's appearance can be described as decent; while he might not be considered handsome, he is certainly not bad-looking.

But these things alone are certainly not enough to make the Sun God of Nantong determined to have him.

Perhaps due to the subtle changes in his culinary cells, his life form was also sublimated, and in Apollo's view, this temptation that transcended simple visual beauty also made him feel a longing.

Fresh, unfamiliar, and beautiful things—naturally, a male god with the name 'Sad Love' would want to pluck them.

Therefore, it is only natural to extend an invitation.

"Well... I already have a family, the Hestia Family."

Leos scratched his head, looking somewhat embarrassed. To be honest, he wasn't particularly concerned about joining a clan or not.

But Apollo is absolutely out of the question.

For no other reason than that Leos felt uneasy whenever he saw the handsome god looking at him. Even though he was usually quick to sense people's reactions, he still felt a chilling sadness from this guy.

Oh no, he has absolutely no interest in that.

Seeing that Leos refused, Apollo showed a regretful expression and tried to persuade him again.

"Hestia? Her kinship is probably newly established and can't offer you good conditions. Why don't you join us..."

"I'm sorry, I really didn't have that idea."

Rejected again, invited again, rejected again.

Normally, the conversation would end here, but unfortunately, the person on the other side is Apollo.

Having realized he couldn't obtain Leos through words, Apollo's kindness vanished, and his smile suddenly shifted from warm and gentle to utterly morbid.

"Since you're so resistant, then I'm determined to get you!"

Leos looked at the Apollo Familia members who had surrounded him, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly ran backward.

"Grab him!!!"

Apollo's scream echoed throughout the manor.

......

Ding!Ding!Ding!

The crisp sound of weapons clashing echoed in the empty hall.

The warrior wielding a greatsword, with his tyrannical and unreasonable manner and strength, knocked a white-haired boy to the ground.

Bell curled up on the ground, groaning in pain, while Guts, having sheathed his sword, watched him calmly.

A moment later, Bell struggled to his feet, a bitter expression on his face as he looked at Gus.

"Mr. Gus, did I behave badly?"

This is the twenty-third journey he has begun in Le Marchand's magic box.

He never got to see the final boss, nor could he last more than thirty seconds against Guts.

Bell had no idea how much time had actually passed, but in a world where the passage of time was difficult to perceive, he felt it was a rather long event.

Setting off again and again, fighting, adventuring, dying, and then returning.

If such things are repeated continuously, the world will truly vanish as quickly as flowing water, almost imperceptibly.

Unfortunately, his results were always terrible. He never even got past the first stage, let alone meet Guts in the final hall.

The series of failures inevitably made him feel disheartened.

Upon hearing this, Guts remained silent, simply planting the Dragon Slayer Sword in the ground and saying calmly...

Are you giving up?

He has no skill in comforting people, especially in offering condescending comfort to a vulnerable individual.

Guts was never a father, nor a true husband or leader. He was a wild dog and avenger chasing prey across the wilderness, a man with a very simple mind.

Furthermore, he didn't think the kid in front of him needed his comfort.

Although saying this might seem like a way of playing the victim while actually feeling proud, Gus and Bell's life circumstances are completely opposite.

Gus's life was filled with suffering from the moment he was born.

He crawled out of his dead mother's womb and was found and raised by his mercenary adoptive parents. However, when he was three years old, his adoptive mother died of the Black Death, and his adoptive father lost his leg on the battlefield and began to beat and verbally abuse Guts.

He grew up under the torment and training of his adoptive father, and began killing at the age of six, learning to treat life numbly.

But when he was nine, his adoptive father sold him to a mercenary who raped him for a few silver coins. From then on, Guts knew that his adoptive father hated him.

At the age of eleven, he accidentally killed his drunken adoptive father, which led to his escape from the mercenary group.

He then began to wander, killing countless people between the ages of eleven and fifteen. One day, while fighting for the Yoda Empire and killing a powerful enemy, he was targeted.