I Became a Servant the Dragons Are Obsessed With

430 – The showdown begins

“okay? Then, before you start cooking, let’s make a deal with me. So that we can all feel comfortable cooking.”

“Co-op… award… … ?”

“Yes, so that we can both cook comfortably under equal conditions.”

“What do you mean by fair conditions?”

Sylvian tilts his head.

As if he didn’t understand at all.

I think it would be quicker to talk about this if I showed it to you.

ㅡUgh… !

Instead of giving a detailed explanation, I raised my hand.

Extending your index finger towards Sylvian.

I was going to show him my negotiating terms in person.

“The beginning? What are you doing now… … .”

『Nyorororolong… … !』

“… … ?!”

As soon as I point out Sylvian, 10 ghosts fly towards him in an orderly manner. Like a balloon floating in the air.

“These are my conditions.”

“A poem.. a poem? What are you doing now? Why do ghosts suddenly come to me… … ?”

Sylvian is very embarrassed by this.

As if it was something completely unexpected.

This guy even waves his arms to make the ghosts retreat.

It was a look in his eyes that had no idea what I was trying to suggest.

“I said earlier that it is against the law to receive help from an assistant.”

“Well, what does that have to do with this… … ?!”

“If it’s against the law to only get help, how about we all get help from assistants? “To be fair.”

“Well, what… … ?”

Sylvian looks up at me with a blank expression. With an expression that says he doesn’t understand with his own common sense.

“The ghosts only help with basic things like cleaning materials and organizing the surroundings. how is it? “Isn’t this okay?”

“Is that what you meant? I also receive help from ghosts… … .”

“Okay, think about it. “I don’t think there will be anything bad for you, right?”

“Umm… … .”

A guy who is drooling and thinking.

I always feel this, but it’s overly serious.

Well, this serious side is now just cute.

Isn’t the reaction cute when the serious look breaks down and an embarrassed expression is revealed? This hatchling seems to be quiet normally, but it reacts unexpectedly and makes you want to make fun of it.

“I don’t know if it’s for 1-2 people, but the amount we have to make today is quite a lot? “Can you handle it on your own?”

“Well, that’s true too… … . good night! Instead, cook the food yourself! What is it like, the beginning?”

Sylvian surprisingly easily accepts the negotiation.

From the looks of it, this guy is also full of ingredients.

There are piles of prepared ingredients in the back.

It must have been a long way to try to prepare the ingredients one by one from scratch.

It’s rather cute because his inner thoughts are clearly visible.

“Of course. And even though they look soft, they are quicker than you think and will follow what you tell them.”

“Oh? Then, Derke is a death dragon who just has to watch… ?”

As the negotiations ended, Derke, who had been watching, intervened with a regretful expression.

Derke was using informal language again, perhaps because he was in front of Sylvian.

“Oh, Sylvian? “I will take out five ghosts, so can I use Derke as an assistant instead?”

“ha? If you keep putting conditions like that… … .”

“There’s no need to make that face. “I will only ask Derke for the dough.”

“Yep… ! Please, I’m asking you a favor! Death Dragon promised to help her breeder brother… !”

Derke gives strength to my remarks.

At the same time, his green eyes sparkle.

Staring at Sylvian with pitiful eyes.

“Kuhhh… … ?”

“How can this not work? I was really looking forward to being able to help my brother after a long time… … .”

“Whew, if even the Death Clan asks you to do that… … .”

“Waaat-?! Then I gave permission… ?!”

“Okay, I understand. “I can’t stop the relationship between a man and a woman that not even time can separate.”

Sylvian reluctantly nods his head in response to Derke’s aggressive attack.

“Thank you for understanding, Sylvian.”

“Instead, it’s really just dough.”

“Don’t worry about that. “I always keep my promises.”

good night. Up to this point, everything is as planned.

Derke’s help was essential in this confrontation. Because I planned to use Derke’s special privilege, ‘Dragon’s Touch’.

That’s how important this match was.

A match where conditional rapport is at stake.

I had to win so that he could fully recognize me as the original being and not have any objection to handing over the Dragon Heart.

“Well, I guess I’m ready to get started now… … . Sylvian, shall we try?”

“hmm! Is this finally starting?!”

“Okay, are you ready?”

“Of course! I can’t believe I’m having a cooking competition with the primordial being… … . “I’m so excited and want to start right away!”

When all preparations were completed, Sylvian stamped his feet.

There was too much talk ahead of the cooking competition.

“good. Derke? “Can you count me instead?”

“huh! “I understand!”

“three!”

“two!”

“one!”

“

Start—!!!”

*

A cramped food stall installed in a corner of the beach.

ㅡDoodadadada… … !

ㅡSuddenly! Suddenly! Suddenly!

A busy sound can be heard from inside.

The knife and cutting board clash cheerfully.

Enough to create a certain rhythm and beat.

It is so powerful that it is reminiscent of the Nanta concert hall.

ㅡPatter-patter… !

Every time the kitchen knife moves up and down, the prepared ingredients are stacked neatly.

As if the breeder and Sylvian had made a promise, as soon as the fight began, they grabbed a knife and started cutting onions.

Although they did not swing their swords at each other,

It felt like we were having a sword sparring match.

That’s how much their sword skills were beyond common sense.

ㅡSasasak… … !

The kitchen knife just passed over it gently, but the onion was cut into pieces at regular intervals.

「Nyorolong… … ?」

“Nyorong, nyonyonorong~?”

The ghosts who had been brought in as assistants were just watching this scene in fascination. The speed was so incredible that their reason for existence became meaningless.

Because there was nothing I could do to help right now.

The two were so focused on cutting.

What great concentration it was,

Even though dozens of onions were cut, not a single tear fell.

ㅡTap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap!!!

Breeder and Sylvian stand side by side and continue cutting.

It was about time they finished cutting the onions to some extent.

“The beginning? What kind of dish are you making that uses so much onion? Are you really conscious of my speed and trying to keep it in check?”

As Sylvian said, the breeder was piling up onions to form a tall mountain. At a much faster speed than Sylvian.

“Containment? “I think I’m faster?”

“Huh, by the way… why are you chopping so many onions?”

“It’s a simple reason. “That’s because it’s a dish that requires a lot of onions.”

“You need a lot of onions…” … . Can I ask what you are preparing? “As I look at it, I’m so curious that I can’t help it.”

Sylvian started off strong, but

Her concentration didn’t last long.

My eyes keep shifting to the breeder sitting right next to me.

“I told you last time, it’s a secret. “You better focus on your cooking?”

“Tch, this is shameful.”

“But let me tell you one thing: it will definitely suit your taste.”

“How can you guarantee that?”

“Sorry, there’s still a lot of cleaning left to do. “Can you concentrate?”

“uuu..! It just keeps making me curious… … ! “It’s mischievous, Sicho!”

ㅡSereung… !

Instead of answering, the breeder grabs the knife again.

This time, I start chopping cabbage.

Like onions, they are cut into cubes.

‘What on earth are you trying to create in the beginning? Onions and cabbage… … . So far, the ingredients are the same as mine, right?

Sylvian had a hard time concentrating.

Still watching the breeder closely.

All my attention was focused on guessing his cooking.

‘Even if we can overlap a few basic vegetables… … . ‘What on earth is that kid making?’

ㅡSquish! Squeeze… !

Sylvian’s gaze moves slowly.

Toward Derke, who was seated in the corner.

Derke was massaging something with the ghosts.

“Pour in a little more flour… !”

“Nyorolong-!”

As expected, what Derke is touching is dough. The guy adjusts the proportions with a serious face.

ㅡChideok! Chideok!

Then, before you know it, quite thick and sticky dough appears inside the bowl.

Are you really planning on pulling out the noodles yourself?

I also prepared a noodle dish… … .

Surely the menus don’t overlap?

‘I prepared another menu just in case, but I’m worried for no reason… … .’

Sylvian continues to worry needlessly.

As expected, the two menus were completely different.

Differences were already visible starting from the cooking utensils.

ㅡClap… ! Rattling!

Sylvian, who has roughly finished preparing the ingredients, has the ghost place a large, square iron plate onto the cooking surface.

On the other hand, breeders… … .

“Then shall we start making it in earnest now?”

ㅡTung… !

He was putting a wok as big as his body on the cooking surface.

-Rurg!

Then, pour a large amount of clear oil into the wok.

‘Why do you use that much oil? Isn’t it a noodle dish? I heard it was a noodle dish yesterday… … ?’

Sylvian looks embarrassed.

As expected, the wok is dripping with oil.

As if something fried was being prepared.

“Now that I think about it, where did I put it… … ?”

Breeder calmly continues cooking despite Sylvian’s perplexed gaze.

“You were here.”

-Legally!

He opens the lid of a small jar that resembles a jar of honey.

To retrieve a secret ingredient obtained with difficulty in a back alley.

ㅡSnap, slap… !

He uses a wooden spoon to scoop something out of the inside of the jar.

Something thin and viscous is placed on top of the bowl.

“Hah? Poetry, poetry? What on earth is that… … ?!”

Sylvian, who had been watching in silence from earlier, finally couldn’t hold back and asked a question.

The visual of the contents coming out from inside the jar looked unusual.

As expected, the identity of what the breeder scraped from the inside of the jar was… … .