Chapter 403 Gluttony of monsters! Going out to work before you reach adulthood?
"Take me to the scene to see it, President Varian."
Yeats volunteered and said, "Maybe I can be of some help."
The burly old elf man was stroking his pointed head with a frown on his face. He heard the sound and looked back with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"Your Majesty the Duke! This matter is the responsibility of our union, how dare I trouble you?"
Varian said with sincerity and fear: "The fact that you can participate in the food celebration with His Majesty is already a great encouragement to us... I don't dare to cause you any more trouble!"
Yeats rubbed his chin, forcing himself to ask for an investigation, which was contrary to his identity and would arouse suspicion. He had to find a way to make Varian ask me for help.
At this time, Mammon’s reminder came from the ring:
"First go to the place where the food was stolen. Yeats... According to the traces left at the scene, we may be able to find the whereabouts of [Gluttony]!"
"You haven't told me yet, what exactly is that 'living gluttony'?" Yeats said.
"All you need to know is that Gluttony contains the blood of the legendary monster!" Mamen said.
Yeats was slightly startled.
Most of the legendary monsters possess magical powers that can destroy the world.
Of course, there is also a gap between legendary monsters... Legendary monsters with crooked skills like Drill Tooth have full abilities in taunting, drawing hatred, igniting fire, and sowing dissension, but their combat capabilities are relatively inferior...
Gluttony sounds like a very capable type!
Mamen said: "Gluttony can not only grow continuously, but also turn into a suitable activated weapon according to your habits!"
The so-called "activated weapons" usually refer to weapons that are transformed from monsters, elemental bodies, ghosts and other creatures, and have self-awareness and soul. They can usually "resonate" with the user and then exert more powerful power.
Activated weapons often come with dangers.
There was once a genius of the Dark Night School who picked up a scythe that sealed a demon. The demons and humans continued to compete for control of the body, and eventually evolved into a being that was neither human nor ghost.
Yeats is not worried about being backlashed by the activated weapon... as long as [Gluttony] is provided with high-energy food, it will work obediently!
Mammon continued: "This ritual instrument was made by the Demon God of Gluttony himself, and is mixed with the original power of the Demon God of Gluttony."
"Originally, the Gluttony Demon God planned to use it to deal with the legendary monster Leviathan... However, Leviathan has fallen into a long sleep."
"When the Demon God of Gluttony sent this gift to the material plane, an accident occurred, which caused Gluttony to get out of control. Now, Gluttony is living in the world by preying everywhere!"
There was deep greed in Mammon's tone.
"As long as you control it and raise it carefully, you can get this precious part of the power derived from the Demon God of Gluttony!"
"So, what is Leviathan?" Yeats vaguely felt that the name was very familiar.
"The monster created by God to destroy the world when the end comes... looks like a huge whale, ruthless, swallowing everything, swimming in the sea and causing tsunamis to flow against it." Mammon said coldly, "According to the missionary According to the words of the warrior, when the end comes, pagans will become Leviathan’s food... Huh, it’s just the disaster of the old era happening again.”
Yeats suddenly understood. That thing looks like a creature that can swallow anything, Kun!
The [Gluttony] ritual weapon could actually fight against this legendary monster, and its true form really made Yeats curious.
At Yeats's request, President Varian brought Yeats to the stolen warehouse. This is a barn located on the edge of a wheat field. It is spacious inside and can store a large amount of grain reserves. However, the barn is in a mess, with tattered sacks all over the floor.
"These were originally used to hold potatoes, radishes, cabbages and other grains. They were just brought in yesterday. I even sent sentries to guard them." Guild President Varian said helplessly, "I didn't expect that I would be involved in hoarding grains overnight. After walking most of the way, only a few bags of food were left unharmed!”
"Is it possible that the murderer was attracted to Montmartre because of the food celebrations of the Harvest Festival?" Yeats speculated.
President Varian took Yeats to the wheat field next to the granary. He pointed at the strange pattern in the center of the wheat field and said worriedly:
"I'm worried now that this crop circle is the footprints left by a giant..."
"Only giants have such a huge appetite and can swallow the food of thousands of people in one night, but we can't find the giant's whereabouts!"
"However, please rest assured and His Majesty." President Varian said decisively in a loud voice, "As long as you give me three days, I will definitely find the real culprit and give His Majesty an explanation!"
Yeats shook his head and deliberately said under the guise of Louis:
"Three days? I'm afraid King Roland can't wait that long. Something went wrong during the feast ceremony, which has already made His Majesty very unhappy. They all returned to the palace first. If the real culprit is not found within one day, I think His Majesty may be furious. .”
President Varian suddenly frowned: "To tell you the truth...this crop circle has appeared before, but I couldn't find out the origin, so I had to give up...It may be difficult to close the case within one day!"
"Let me help you." Yeats said calmly, "I am also a famous gourmet chef, and I am of the same mind. I will investigate the case of crop circles and food theft, and the truth will be revealed within a day!"
Varian's heart had already hit rock bottom and he was ready to be punished by King Roland. Yeats's words were like a bright light that lit up, making Varian's eyes glow with hope.
"Really? Your Excellency, Duke, do you really mean what you say?" Varian looked at him hopefully, in disbelief, and confirmed again.
Seeing Yeats nodding, Varian's expression became excited and he said loudly:
"Great! Your Excellency the Duke, I and the entire Food Association will always keep your kindness in mind!"
"So...what are you going to do? If there is anything I can do to help, just ask, I'm always at your disposal!" Varian patted his strong chest and said decisively.
Yeats pondered for a moment and said: "First, send people to continue carrying grain into the empty granary. If there is no surplus grain, go to the surrounding villages and towns to buy it or find grain merchants in the city. In short, continue to fill the granary."
"The other party succeeded so easily once, and there is a high possibility that he will come back a second time."
Yeats couldn't help but think of the experience that "the perpetrator always returns to the scene" and continued:
"This is equivalent to bait. I will set a trap around this granary. When the murderer shows up again, I will capture him in one fell swoop!"
"Okay, as ordered!" President Varian said repeatedly, "I, I will do it right now!"
He hurried away, calling the other chefs to come over and distribute the tasks to his subordinates.
Yeats stayed in the middle of the wheat field, observing the strange crop circles that looked like giant footprints. He gestured to the size of the owner of the footprints and said in a strange tone:
"So, [Gluttony] is so huge? He also has the ability to become invisible, so he won't be noticed?"
Mammon's tone was serious and she said with certainty: "According to the Gluttony Demon God, the Gluttony Ritual Artifact is comparable in size to the legendary monster Leviathan!"
"But, it doesn't have the ability to hide its body shape. Moreover, after being hungry in the material plane for so long, both its size and strength must have been greatly reduced!"
Mammon jumped out of the ring, landed in the wheat field, glanced at the huge crop circle, and said calmly:
"I speculate that it just wants to use this huge footprint to scare others... but this also exposes the truth about its decline in power!"
Yeats thought deeply and decided to use the old method of "food temptation" to make Gluttony show up.
"What kind of taste does Gluttony like, Mammon, do you know?" Yeats asked.
"Gluttony eats anything, but his favorite must be sweets...because sugar can often provide more energy." Mammon answered.
"That makes sense! Then let's make desserts in this wheat field and wait for Gluttony to fall into the trap!"
"So, what kind of dessert are you going to make?" Mamen's golden eyes shone slightly, "Is there any jelly?"
Then you obviously want to eat it!
Yeats coughed lightly and said: "Do as the Romans do. I plan to make a dessert called 'parfait', which specifically means ice cream jelly!"
Parfait originated in France and was not born until the 19th century. Nowadays, it is undoubtedly a cross-century delicacy.
This kind of dessert is usually filled with ice cream, fruit, cream, vanilla or chocolate sauce, and jelly in a long glass. The desserts are stacked layer by layer, with clear layers and rich taste.
In terms of ingredients, you don’t need to worry about it at all. Next to it is the Food Guild, which has all the Warcraft ingredients in stock... Ingredients above the fourth ring are rare, but they are enough.
Yeats summoned President Varian, handed him the list of ingredients he had prepared, and told him to prepare them as soon as possible.
Varian held the parchment scroll, looked at it carefully, and murmured:
"Unicorn milk, moonlight berries, dryad heart preserves, goblin jam, northern mead syrup, gem bug gold foil... Lord Yeats, these ingredients you want are all used to make desserts!"< br>
"That's right." Yeats nodded and said, "I plan to use desserts as bait to lure the culprit to show up!"
Varian was stunned and hesitated: "Is this... really possible?"
"If it doesn't work, I have a backup method, using the lure song to attract the monsters... Of course, this can easily cause a wave of monsters, so I'd better try this method first." Yeats said.
Varian showed respect, saying that the bard's seduction song could only confuse a monster, but the music chosen by the God of Art could trigger a tide of beasts!
Although the materials on the list are rare, it is not difficult for the president of the Food Guild to collect them all. Before the sun set, Varian handed Yeats a storage bag. "The materials are all inside, Your Excellency the Duke."
Yeats nodded and smiled: "I will make a few more... President, you can come and taste it when the time comes. This dessert will be delicious."
President Varian laughed dryly... He didn't have the leisure and elegance to do so. He only hoped that the Duke's "Sweet Tooth Trap" plan would work, and the murderer would be caught, so that His Majesty would not be blamed!
Not far from the granary, there is an open-air stove for making desserts in the open-air market.
Yeats borrowed a gourmet chef's stove and started making the "Big Mac Goblin Parfait".
The large glass goblet weighed about ten pounds and required both hands to hold it. Yeats poured unicorn milk into the bottom of the goblet. Unicorn milk, the milk is as smooth as silk and rich in nutrients. All the elves who have tasted it say it’s good!
Immediately, Yeats scooped up fruit ice cream made with moon berries and placed each ball in the goblet.
The method of preserving the heart of the tree spirit seems to be inhumane. You need to take out the core of the tree spirit while it is still alive, and then make it into preserves... similar to the method of harvesting bear bile.
However, some scholars claim that tree spirits have no sense of pain! Taking part of the heart of the tree will also help speed up the growth of the tree spirit!
The candied heart of the tree spirit has a refreshing and sweet taste, and Yeats decorated it around the ice cream ball.
Pour in the strawberry-colored jam, the goblin jam has a floral aroma, then top it with the northern golden mead syrup, and then sprinkle with colorful gem bug gold foil.
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The gem bug on the Zhongting Continent is an elemental creature that can absorb elements of various attributes and form gold foil or gem particles of corresponding attributes on its back. The gourmet chef will use tweezers to remove these edible element crystals from the back of the gem insect to decorate the food.
Unconsciously, the audience had gathered next to Yeats's stove, watching the process of Yeats making desserts attentively and marveling at him.
"Duke Honeysuckle...is actually a gourmet?"
“This dessert is so unique, I’ve never seen it before!”
"Hiss...it looks delicious!"
President Varian observed Yeats and was surprised to see that he was extremely skillful in dealing with gem bugs.
Your Excellency, is it possible that you are also a gourmet chef?
This gentleman is really talented. Not only did he shine in the duel competition, but he also had certain attainments in life and career!
The huge strawberry parfait was finished, and there was a sound of swallowing. Someone braved it and asked for advice:
"Sir! What kind of dessert is this? Why have I never seen it before!"
Yeats smiled and said: "This is a dessert I invented, called parfait. As for the production method, I will make it public in a while."
"I remember that whiskey and sandwiches were also delicacies invented by you?" the man said.
Yeats nodded and admitted, which immediately caused a soft cry on the scene.
President Varian suddenly realized that no wonder he felt familiar when he heard the name of Duke Yeats!
His territory is famous for its food culture. Even in Roland, the country of food, his territory Chenshuang Ridge is also well-known for its various original delicacies!
Varian's admiration for Yeats deepened in his heart, and he thought to himself:
"The God of Art, he actually has the leisure and leisure to study food... This just proves that food is also an art..."
After the dessert was made, Yeats looked at the specific attributes, and a faint line of small words appeared in front of his eyes.
[Big Mac Parfait: Six stars. The parfait dessert made with unicorn milk, goblin jam, moonlight berries and other ingredients can fully restore physical and mental injuries, temporarily enhance the power of moonlight spells, slightly increase charm and affinity after consumption, and temporarily enhance insight. 】
In the game, insight is a very metaphysical attribute, always related to the probability of discovering treasures.
In reality, Yeats estimated that this must be related to intuition.
Gray's insight is outstanding... maybe it's because the Dragonborn has a natural bond with treasures!
Sunset dusk.
Yeats ordered Varian to pick up the tall glass, place it in the center of the crop circle, and then invoke the divinity of the mist to set up an illusion barrier around it.
Once a creature enters, the magic circle will be triggered and illusions will be used to make the target faint.
"Your Majesty Duke, this trap is too strange... You can see through it at a glance, right?"
Varian looked at the abruptly shaped parfait goblet with a complicated expression.
In the ring, Mammon said: "Gluttony's eyesight is very poor, and it mainly relies on its sense of smell. With its greedy character...even if it knows it is a trap, it will rush forward without hesitation!"
Yeats smiled slightly and said: "Just wait and see what happens."
The sun is gradually setting.
Yeats asked Varian to continue to stay and watch around the magic circle, while he returned to the celebration site and made several cups of normal-sized goblin parfaits for his familiars to taste.
While the Snow Owl was pecking at Parfait, he was looking at the automatically floating spell scroll with his peripheral vision, exuding the academic temperament of a great magician.
The little squirrel raised his forehead and said: "Do you have to learn spells while eating? This is too complicated!"
The black cat leaned forward to lick the parfait, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately buried his head in the glass. When he raised his head, his face was covered with ice cream, and he stretched out his tongue to lick the corners of his mouth.
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Yeats rubbed Mammon's hair, satisfied.
Night fell, but the magic circle did not respond. Yeats gradually became worried.
Mammon comforted Yeats.
"With your culinary skills, Gluttony will rush in desperately as soon as he smells it, and he will definitely fall into a trap!"
At this time, Varian's nervous communication technique sounded:
"Lord Yeats! The barrier has been triggered!"
Yeats immediately rushed to the wheat field.
The tall glass in the center of the crop circle has been overturned, and the ice cream is flowing all over the floor. The bright moonlight illuminates a small monster that is humming and rolling in the wheat field.
This monster looks like a badger pig, with fur as smooth as oil, glowing with a bright purple glimmer in the moonlight, and a pair of not-sharp horns on its head.
It was under the spell of an illusion, as if it had seen some sweet dream. It was so happy that it rolled around in the wheat field and made a roar of laughter.
Yeats said in astonishment:
"What kind of monster is this? A 猹?"
Mammon felt as if she was facing a formidable enemy and said: "This is the gluttonous monster, Behemoth!"
According to the legend of Genesis, God created Behemoth and Leviathan out of clay on the sixth day. Behemoth was named the "Earth Monster". Based on the legend of Behemoth, later generations gave another species The rhinoceros-like giant beast was named "Behemoth"!
It can be said that the legend of Behemoth is the source of the Behemoth!
Legend has it that Behemoth was able to tear apart large tiles and shake the entire continent. He was also so gluttonous that he had to swallow a thousand mountains every day to satisfy his hunger...
Yeats looked at the purple pig, and felt that the gap was too big, and he looked stunned.
"You call this Behemoth?"
"It can't be wrong." Mammon said seriously, "Gluttony just weakened his strength. He does have the blood of the legendary monster in his body, and he is qualified to bear the name of 'Behemoth'!"
Yeats was silent and picked up "Behemoth" with one hand. The purple piglet woke up and screamed like a killing pig.
Gluttony: "Hmph——!"
Help, help, help me! !
Yeats was in a mixed mood.
Isn't this right? Are you working under age?
(End of chapter)