Chapter 2482 – 2482. God’S Atlantis
Yuria and Mirei were living in the Baldert mansion. I also moved to the Baldert mansion whenever I had time.
The Baldert mansion was the most secure place in Atlantis.
The Heavenly Horse Palace in the western district? It was bigger and more splendid than the Baldert mansion, but it couldn’t be said to be secure. In fact, assassins had infiltrated it several times.
“The Emperor refused to deal with or compromise with Helten. He forbade luxury for the nobles of the Empire and collected taxes for stability. He executed some merchants as examples.”
“Examples?”
I asked back because I didn’t understand well. What had the merchants done wrong? At least, I had never heard such rumors.
“It’s a warning not to mess with food and drinking water. He prevented the price of food and drinking water from skyrocketing.”
“Was the Emperor so merciful to the people?”
“Of course not. It’s just that it’s for the sake of the Empire. The Emperor is the type of person who would sacrifice anything without hesitation if it’s for the Empire.”
“What about the attack on the volcanic island?”
If all the Imperial Sky Knights were to go, the attack on the volcanic island could be completed within a month.
“There was no special mention.”
Well, even if he’s the Emperor, he can’t just treat the Imperial Sky Knights like servants.
‘Anyway, my plan was successful.’
I held up the empty wine glass. Elena chuckled and snapped her fingers. The empty wine glass was filled with wine.
The rich aroma of wine spread.
「Dionysus’s Wine
Wine made by a god.
Mana increases by 2 upon the first sip.
Rank: A」
Since I had already consumed it once, my stats wouldn’t increase. But this wine was worth drinking just for the taste alone.
‘One bottle is also worth five years of Elena’s lifespan.’
Thinking that I was drinking five years of Elena’s lifespan, I even felt a strange sense of depravity. But that depravity was only temporary. It wasn’t like I was the only one drinking it.
“Wow! This is really amazing? It’s been a long time since I’ve had such delicious alcohol…”
Mirei, who had drunk the god’s wine, repeatedly expressed her admiration. Elena’s eyes lit up.
“That’s an interesting thing to say. There’s alcohol comparable to this wine?”
“Yes. Yes. It’s called ‘Immortal Peach Wine,’ made from immortal peaches. It’s very rare, so I could only drink it with my mother’s permission.”
“Immortal Peach Wine. I’m really curious what it tastes like.”
I had never heard of Immortal Peach Wine either. Well, considering the world of ‘Ascension of Light,’ it wasn’t strange that there was alcohol comparable to the god’s wine. There were gods called immortals in that world too.
“…It’s certainly an amazing wine.”
After taking a sip of the wine, Yuria held the glass and stared at it. It was as if she was analyzing the wine.
“The perfect maid seems to be thinking of recreating the god’s wine. Is it possible?”
Yuria hesitated for about 10 seconds, which was unlike her, and then shook her head.
“The grapes themselves, which are the ingredients, seem to be a special kind. Without those grapes, it’s impossible to recreate this wine.”
“Is it possible to recreate a similar level of taste?”
“I don’t think so.”
“If Eugene orders it?”
“I will recreate it by any means.”
I, who had been enjoying the wine, joined their conversation.
“It’s okay. Even if this wine is delicious, it’s not something to be obsessed with.”
I don’t enjoy alcohol itself. Even if my body gets drunk, my mind doesn’t. No, these days, even my body doesn’t get drunk. Is it because of the Poison Resistance Lv.1 trait? No matter how strong the alcohol is, I’m fine.
‘Sometimes, I do eat good alcohol for the taste… but when it comes to drinks, it’s still not as good as cola or cider.’
Thud.
Elena’s hand hit the table. She was staggering, so it seemed like she didn’t hit it on purpose.
“Obsessed… not obsessed? Can’t you feel this supreme taste? Ah, no. If it’s your tongue, you must have felt it! This wine is the best…!”
“Hmm. Is that so? Honestly, compared to my fried rice, this wine is nothing.”
“……!!”
Elena opened her mouth wide and was shocked.
Mirei, who was sitting with her legs crossed on the chair, also revealed her tail as if she was surprised. Yuria, who had been looking at the wine, also stared at me with eyes that were larger than usual.
I felt something strange about their attention and realized belatedly. I had never served them the fried rice I made.
‘It’s delicious, but it’s annoying to fry it.’
Cooking was quite annoying. There were dishes that suited my taste piled up in my inventory, so it wasn’t worth the trouble to eat fried rice. I could just eat it when I felt like it.
‘If I activate the skill, my body moves automatically… but that itself is annoying. Besides, it’s unpleasant that my body moves automatically.’
Why not cook a large amount and put it in the inventory? If you cook a large amount, the taste will deteriorate.
「The ecstatic time is dumbfounded by your joke.」
“Comparing fried rice to the god’s wine… I can’t believe it. Ah, right. Is this a low-quality provocation to see my reaction? Heh heh. Do you think I’d be shaken by that level of provocation?”
“It seems like you’re already shaken?”
Elena ignored Mirei’s teasing and sipped her wine.
I felt a pointless sense of rivalry. I wanted to subdue Elena with my fried rice. I also wanted to see Mirei and Yuria’s reactions.
“5 minutes… no, 1 second. Just wait here.”
[The game is terminated.]
Returning to reality, I headed to the kitchen. I habitually opened the refrigerator, but it was empty.
‘Ah, right. I put it in the inventory. But if I use the skill now, will it automatically take out the ingredients from the inventory?’
[There are no fried rice ingredients.]
‘It doesn’t automatically take out from the inventory.’
I took out the fried rice ingredients and used the skill.
[Cooking fried rice.]
My body moved automatically. From preparing the ingredients to frying them in a pan. It didn’t even take 3 minutes.
[Fried rice is complete.]
‘It’s annoying after all.’
My body moved automatically. And I had to endure that for 3 minutes. The unpleasantness of my body moving automatically.
‘It’s only one serving… I don’t want to make more, so let’s go with this.’
I roughly put it on a plate and went to God’s Atlantis.
[You have selected God’s Atlantis.]
[The game begins.]
I told them to wait for 1 second, but in fact, not even 1 second had passed. It only took 1 second to take out the fried rice from the inventory.
“Eat and be thrilled. And worship… the god of fried rice…!”
I exaggeratedly placed the plate of fried rice on Elena’s desk. This fried rice deserved it.
Elena narrowed her eyes and looked back and forth between me and the fried rice.
“I can’t believe you actually brought fried rice… Didn’t Yuria make it in advance?”
“No. I haven’t made fried rice recently. It’s not even the fried rice I made before.”
“How are you so sure? Do you remember every dish you’ve made?”
“Yes. I do remember.”
“……Ah, okay.”
Elena shook her head as if she was fed up. And then she held out her hand to me.
‘What do you want?’
I looked at Elena, and she sighed.
“Are you seriously telling me to eat with my bare hands?”
“Ah.”
I wasn’t the one eating, so I forgot. I didn’t have much experience making food for others.
I handed each of them a spoon. Yuria and Mirei quickly rushed over, but Elena had already taken the plate of fried rice and backed away.
“From the looks of it, it seems like I’m the first to eat the food you made.”
“I don’t usually cook at all.”
“I’ll take your first time.”
Elena, who was excited, scooped up the fried rice with a spoon.
“……!!”
Elena’s eyes slowly widened as she ate my fried rice. Her violently shaking eyes seemed to be looking at something distant. Instead of evaluating the taste, she tried to use her spoon. But the plate of fried rice was in Mirei’s hands.
Yuria was chuckling next to her, so it seemed like she had no intention of taking it.
“If you’re spacing out, it’s right to have it taken away. I’ll eat well~ nom~”
A moment of silence came.
Mirei’s eyes were wide open, and she revealed her fox ears and fox tail, which were standing straight up.
“N-no way. This kind of taste… there’s no way it exists… ah?”
“Now that you two have tasted it, it’s my turn.”
Yuria, who had taken the plate, ate the fried rice without hesitation.
Yuria’s expression didn’t change. No, only her expression was like that. Her body was trembling. Especially her legs were trembling as if they were about to collapse. She was barely holding onto the plate of fried rice.
“M-master. Please don’t abandon me…”
“What?”
“Offering food to my master is one of the joys of my life. M-my cooking is insignificant compared to my master’s fried rice… but I think I can reduce my master’s trouble…”
“Is it that good?”
“It’s that good.”
“It’s that good.”
Elena and Mirei, who had come to their senses, answered. They approached Yuria, who was still trembling from the shock. Their spoons ruthlessly plundered the fried rice. Yuria had not yet recovered from the shock.
“Even if I devoted 10 years to fried rice, I’m not confident that I can recreate the taste of this fried rice.”
Is the skill of the game application something that even Yuria’s talent can’t catch up to?
“That’s because of the fried rice skill. I can’t do other dishes.”
“I-I see. I’m glad that my usefulness hasn’t disappeared.”
Yuria’s trembling stopped. But it was too late. There was no fried rice left on the plate. A smile appeared on Yuria’s lips as she checked the plate. Her eyes were coldly calm.
Elena elegantly wiped the fried rice oil from her lips with a handkerchief and pointed at Mirei with her spoon.
“This fox ate it all. She was like a pig, not a fox.”
“Huh? That’s slander! This noble was eating like a commoner, and now she’s pretending to be elegant!”
“Commoner? Are you done talking?”
“You started it first, didn’t you?”
Elena and Mirei were bickering with each other while watching Yuria’s reaction.
“It’s okay, everyone. I’m not angry. This is something that even my daughter, Yuna, acknowledges. You guys… ah, you guys haven’t even gotten married, let alone had children. As the first one of the master, I understand.”
“……”
“……”
Elena laughed silently. Mirei’s expression disappeared.
I watched with interest and then made one serving of fried rice in reality and brought it. Everyone’s eyes turned to me.
“Well, there’s fried rice here… the first one to eat it is the winner.”
They moved at the same time. The fastest was Yuria. She was the one who made the best use of her physical abilities among the three. But Elena used illusion magic, and Mirei used sorcery, which led the situation to a new phase.
I watched the scene with a smile.
‘It’s fun.’
It wasn’t like they were trying to kill each other for real.
“Ugh! Mirei, please let go of my hair?”
“Huh? I don’t want to? I can’t stop you if I don’t do this! Ack! Yuria, don’t grab my hair!!”
“Haha. The sight of the two of you fighting by grabbing each other’s hair is like a clown. This is the power of illusion magic… huh? Wait a minute. Yuria! Don’t grab my skirt! It’ll come off!!”
“…Elena is wearing quite daring panties.”
“Wow. It’s all see-through. You definitely did this on purpose, right?”
“Ha, are you two the ones to talk?”
Clack.
With one snap of Elena’s fingers, Yuria and Mirei’s clothes were loosened and turned inside out. Yuria was wearing provocative panties with a split in the middle that went well with her black garter belt. Mirei wasn’t even wearing panties. She had a talisman attached to her crotch.
‘A crotch talisman? Or should I call it a view talisman?’
I used even the fleeting moments to look at their underwear.
“…Crazy bitches.”
Elena’s sigh.
And the three of them grabbed each other’s hair at the same time.
“Let go.”
“You let go first.”
“If you two let go first, I’ll let go too.”
A situation more interesting than a morning drama. I watched their bickering without realizing how much time had passed. It felt like watching professional wrestling.
Well, it was a bit excessive, but it wasn’t like they were fighting by grabbing each other’s pubic hair.
‘Now that I see it, all three of them don’t have pubic hair.’
The winner was Elena, who received system buffs.
And they fought over the fried rice 7 more times.
‘Should I hold a pubic hair pulling contest later?’
