~Date:~November 01~

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After leaving the bottle of comprehensive rejuvenation potion, I said goodbye to Sa Qili and the others. After a while, I arrived at the illegal stronghold of the Hairy Leg Immortal, a dilapidated hotel that seemed to have been abandoned.

Beansa was actually sitting on the roof of the attic of the hotel, dangling a pair of long and slender calves there. From a high position, he saw my arrival from a distance, waving his hands happily and shouting repeatedly.

Really, why did you come to sit in such a conspicuous place? Although the location is remote, patrol soldiers will pass by from time to time. Is it possible that you are not afraid of them seeing it? Or is it that Beansha has the ability to have no sense of presence like little Jasmine, which can make others

Ignore her?

The Hairy Leg Immortal guy is too irresponsible. Why don't you just ignore it? At least you remember that you and Beansa are gangsters and are not suitable to appear in front of everyone.

Anyway, it's good that it didn't cause any trouble.

"Biansha, how have you been during this time? Have you gotten into any trouble?"

Seeing my little junior sister jumping down from the roof in a graceful arc like an enthusiastic puppy and running straight towards me, I felt warm in my heart. I put my big hand on the head of Beiansha who came in front of me, and gently

Caressing gently.

This long black hair feels as good as any high-grade silk.

"No, except for looking for food, Beansa has been staying here. He hasn't gone anywhere, and he hasn't caused any trouble." His little head felt comfortable under my caress, and then he shook it.

"That's good... uh, Biansha, what's that in your hand?" I smiled and was about to praise it. Suddenly I found something that Biansha had been holding in his arms, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

"Jar." Beansa replied concisely and concisely.

"No, I know it's a jar, I mean, where does all this honey come from?"

I had an uneasy look on my face. This idiot Beansa probably doesn't like honey too much. He just plays ball in the camp. If I had known this, I should have left a few more cans for her when I left. It seems that my senior brother is still

Not careful enough, not qualified enough.

"It's a gift from a kindhearted person." Beansa tilted his head, not forgetting to lick the honey on his hand.

"Good Samaritan?" I was dumbfounded. Where did the kind person come from to send honey?

"Yes. Good Samaritan." Beansa tilted his head a little, and his expression didn't look like he was lying.

Whatever... I feel like I shouldn't continue asking. A fool like Biansha shouldn't be able to lie. Anyway, it's fine that he didn't sneak the ball around in the camp. If the shrewd Raphael discovers it, it will be troublesome.

Already.

At this time, the good Samaritan that Beansa mentioned was Good Samaritan No. 1, to be precise.

"yawn!!!"

Thousands of miles away from the camp, in the icy plains, a loud sneeze came from amidst the surging red clouds.

Look carefully, where is the red background? It is clear that countless fallen demons have gathered together and are busy everywhere. Every fallen demon, even if it is just an ordinary level, exudes a unique aura, no matter which level it is.

The fallen demons and wizards are all elite warriors carefully selected from this level.

The momentum emanating from them combined together and soared straight into the sky. It was like a substance. If the enemy were here, they would be pressed to the ground by this powerful and terrifying force in an instant, unable to move, and allowed to be slaughtered by these fallen demons.

And in the center of this red background, a unique Sinking Demon Wizard, a Sinking Demon Wizard exuding an unparalleled powerful aura, was rubbing his nose and commanding his men. The huge sneeze just now seemed to

That's what it comes from.

"Quick, quick, you idiots, go out and search the entire icy plain. Find all the honeycombs for me. If necessary, you can even go to the Stone Wilderness."

The right-hand man of the Great Demon King Andariel, the lord of the Cold Plains who was so powerful that all adventurers were shocked by the news, Bisu Bosu, was commanding his army of red fallen demons and shouted loudly.

When he accidentally spotted a fertile mushroom behind his house, this notorious and powerful overlord who dominated the icy plains couldn't help but show a bitter look on his face and muttered to himself.

"It used to be mushrooms... now it's honey... This is okay, but I don't know what else this master will want in the future. I hope I can get it, otherwise..."

Having said this, Bossu had a cold war.

Although it is very confident in its own strength, it still knows that the Lord is a more powerful demon king who can easily chop off its head with a sword.

In terms of force, even among the four demon kings, he ranks first among the four demon kings, and is more powerful than his master Andariel, the Demon King of Original Sin - Lord Azmodan.

"Beansa, what did you do while I was away?"

At this moment, the great Lord Azmodan was sitting with her senior brother at Camp Rogge, licking the delicious honey from her hands.

"Well... eat honey, make spices with the teacher, eat honey, practice barbecue, eat honey, practice stewing soup, and eat honey." Beansa counted one by one with his fingers.

You eat too much honey, you idiot, are you a bear? How much do you like honey?

"Where is the old man now?"

I pressed my temples with a headache, and looked around, but I didn't find the hairy-legged fairy.

"The teacher said he was going to collect materials and went out."

"when."

"Three days ago."

"This damn old man." I gritted my teeth with hatred. I left Beansa alone in the camp. Do you have any sense of responsibility? Beansa is so stupid... Ahem, he is so innocent and pure. If the soldiers on patrol are patrolled,

What should I do if I'm captured?

Wait, that doesn't seem right. It sounds like the camp is the villain.

In short, there is no other way. During the period when the Hairy Leg Immortal is away, I will take care of Beiansha. It is also time to shoulder the responsibility of being a senior brother. I must not let Beiansha learn the bad habits of the Hairy Leg Immortal.

character.

Thinking of this, I kept caressing Beansha's head with pity and looked at her softly.

"Biansha, how are the two dishes I taught you? After practicing for so long, have you made any progress?"

"Of course." Speaking of this, Biansha became happy and puffed up his chest confidently.

I:"……"

Well, it's another Sarah level... Okay, maybe a little better. Biansha is probably still young and still has room to grow.

I wiped away my sad tears and touched Beansa's head more gently.

"Then let me see. I have brought fresh meat."

Saying this, he quickly set up a campfire, and just happened to be a little hungry. The Momo noodles made by Ya tasted very good, but unfortunately for a druid who had just woken up from hibernation... ahem,

The portion is still a little too small.

"Make meat stew, make meat stew." Beansa seemed to be good at stewing meat soup. After setting up the campfire and preparing the ingredients, he decided immediately.

First, cut the meat into the pieces you like, wash it, put it in a pot, pour an appropriate amount of water, and boil it together.

Very good, the water is boiling, lower the fire and simmer for a while. At this time, you can add some ingredients that are easy to cook. After that, the key spices are mixed. This is also the soul of this stew.

I watched Beansa's actions and kept nodding. Although there were still some unfamiliar things, there were generally no mistakes in the steps. At this speed, I would be able to make a good stew in no time.

This time...it probably won't explode.

When it came to the key seasoning part, I was also blinded. Although Rafael seemed to have told me several ways to prepare it, but... I forgot all about it.

So I had no choice but to bake Beansa himself. For some reason, I felt a faint sense of uneasiness when I saw Beansa pouring the spices he got from the Hairy Leg Fairy into the pot.

In terms of taste, it seems that I can't raise my expectations.

Okay, the seasoning is done, now comes the most important thing——!!

Seeing Biansha lifting the honey jar and making a gesture of tipping it over, I clapped my hands.

Yes, the next step is the most important - add honey to the stew!

That's weird, your sister! The taste is too novel and curious. I have never heard of adding honey to stew soup. How much of an idiot do you have to be, or how obsessed with honey, you bastard!

I violently lifted the coffee table in my heart, and I was about to shout to stop it, but it was already too late.

With a delicious golden color, you can tell at a glance that it is pure, natural and pollution-free precious honey. Under Beansa's bold pouring action, it flows into the pot like water.

When I screamed loudly and rushed up to grab the honey jar, I looked inside and saw that there was originally half a jar of honey, but now only a thin layer of honey was left sticking to the bottom of the wall.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Beansa, who was surprised by my actions and felt good about himself, tilted his head in confusion and asked.

He kept stirring the pot with a spoon in his hand.

So, I watched helplessly as the broth accounted for three-quarters and honey accounted for one-quarter of the stew - no, I am no longer sure whether I should call it stew or not.

In short, I looked at this strange pot of soup. After pouring in a large amount of honey, a layer of sticky bubbles slowly appeared. From the golden color at the beginning, it slowly turned into shit yellow.

The stewed pieces of meat and other ingredients mixed in it are constantly rolling on the thick soup, which looks like a boiling cesspit...

"No...it's nothing." After confirming that it was hopeless, I gave up struggling, sat down on the ground, and murmured.

In the end, the pot of soup underwent a magical and unknown chemical change, and turned into a strange object like jelly. I can guarantee that even Willas may not be able to make such a thing. In a sense, Biansha

It's really awesome, it's already a killer in the kitchen.

"It's done, senior brother, come and taste it."

Looking at the poop-yellow jelly-shaped [broth] in the bowl, I was speechless. For some reason, I missed the dark boiled noodles that Beansa made before.
To be continued...