My Next Life in Teyvat: I Just Wanted Friends, Not Every Girl's Love!-Chapter 200 - 199 Durandal fall

This tasting was excellent. Everyone praised the ingredient endlessly, but Durandal noticed that they liked the ingredient, with no comments on anything else.

This made Durandal fall into deep thought. While using God meat could certainly lead to victory, she didn’t particularly like that kind of victory.

Other contestants would surely use some precious ingredients, but no matter how precious, they couldn’t compare to God meat. It was precisely because of the ingredient’s special nature that everything else became unimportant.

Even a novice who had just learned to cook, as long as she had a piece of God meat in her hand, probably the world’s best chefs wouldn’t be able to beat her.

This caused Durandal’s mood to gradually calm down, and she put all the remaining ingredients in the kitchen into her storage space.

"White Oriole, the ingredients for this competition are entrusted to you. Make sure to give them to me before the competition starts. No problem, right?"

"Hmm?" White Oriole raised an eyebrow, looking at Durandal excitedly, and said, "No problem! Please leave it to me, Lady Durandal

"Eh? Are you planning to use other ingredients for the competition? Why? You finally got such rare ingredients. If you cook with these ingredients, victory will be yours."

"If I’m going to participate, then I’ll do it through normal means. If I’m going to compete with others, then I’ll do it through normal channels. I disdain victory obtained in this way."

I see, is this the so-called arrogance of the strong? Understood!

"I also don’t want the judges to be like you all, focusing all their attention on the God meat and not noticing the chef’s effort."

Waaah~ Is she upset about their reaction just now? She wouldn’t seal the meat away because of this, would she? They still plan to eat it later.

Paimon cautiously approached Durandal, rubbing her hands together, and asked, "Since you’re not going to use it for this competition, can you make it for us to eat sometimes in the future?"

"Occasionally. Eating it too often will make you lose interest in ordinary meat."

"This... alright."

Although Paimon really wanted to say she definitely wouldn’t be like that, thinking of the taste just now, she ultimately accepted the arrangement.

Lumine and Shenhe nodded, agreeing with Durandal’s suggestion. They didn’t want to make those kinds of faces every time they ate, even if it was delicious, but... it was strange.

"Then, the ingredient issue is entrusted to you, White Oriole. You won’t disappoint me, right?"

"Yes! Leave it to me, Lady Durandal!"

"These meats still have twenty percent, ten percent, and five percent of their energy remaining, respectively. Paimon, you eat the piece with completely eliminated energy. Lumine, you all try a piece."

Ignoring Paimon’s clamor, Durandal gestured for Lumine and the others to start eating, asking them to evaluate the taste after they finished.

Lumine had been waiting impatiently. This was God meat, after all. Snowflake beef and similar things were completely inferior. This kind of meat, in the worlds she had visited before, would usually be sold at sky-high prices.

Even if it couldn’t be eaten due to the immense energy it contained, it could be taken back for research. In short, it was a treasure.

Lumine naturally tasted the piece with twenty percent energy. The moment the meat entered her mouth, in addition to the flavor of the meat itself, there was another indescribable taste.

As if an electric current passed through her body, Lumine let out a sound that could be easily misunderstood.

So... so the scenes in the Medical King were real. People really could become strange because of a dish. She had also experienced the feelings the characters in it would have.

If the situation were more serious, her clothes might even tear. This dish had that level of power.

"Is it really that exaggerated?"

Paimon, eating the ordinary God meat, looked at Lumine in confusion. She admitted the dish was delicious, but it shouldn’t be to that extent, right?

But as Shenhe and White Oriole tasted the dish and showed similar expressions, Paimon started to believe it.

This was the first time Durandal had seen Shenhe make such an expression when not alone with her. She couldn’t resist secretly using her Kamera to record this moment.

Then she went to their side, helping them control the energy brought by the God meat, allowing their bodies to fully absorb it without becoming overfilled.

"This... is amazing. It’s completely cheating as an ingredient. A dish made with this kind of ingredient has already won from the very beginning."

No matter how much energy remained, God meat had too great an advantage compared to other ingredients. Using this ingredient in a competition basically ensured victory from the start.

"Yeah, yeah. Paimon is even a little worried that if we eat too much of this meat, we won’t be able to eat other Fowl anymore."

This tasting was excellent. Everyone praised the ingredient endlessly, but Durandal noticed that they liked the ingredient, with no comments on anything else.

This made Durandal fall into deep thought. While using God meat could certainly lead to victory, she didn’t particularly like that kind of victory.

Other contestants would surely use some precious ingredients, but no matter how precious, they couldn’t compare to God meat. It was precisely because of the ingredient’s special nature that everything else became unimportant.

Even a novice who had just learned to cook, as long as she had a piece of God meat in her hand, probably the world’s best chefs wouldn’t be able to beat her.

This caused Durandal’s mood to gradually calm down, and she put all the remaining ingredients in the kitchen into her storage space.

"White Oriole, the ingredients for this competition are entrusted to you. Make sure to give them to me before the competition starts. No problem, right?"

"Hmm?" White Oriole raised an eyebrow, looking at Durandal excitedly, and said, "No problem! Please leave it to me, Lady Durandal."

"Eh? Are you planning to use other ingredients for the competition? Why? You finally got such rare ingredients. If you cook with these ingredients, victory will be yours."

"If I’m going to participate, then I’ll do it through normal means. If I’m going to compete with others, then I’ll do it through normal channels. I disdain victory obtained in this way."

I see, is this the so-called arrogance of the strong? Understood!

"I also don’t want the judges to be like you all, focusing all their attention on the God meat and not noticing the chef’s effort."

Waaah~ Is she upset about their reaction just now? She wouldn’t seal the meat away because of this, would she? They still plan to eat it later.

Paimon cautiously approached Durandal, rubbing her hands together, and asked, "Since you’re not going to use it for this competition, can you make it for us to eat sometimes in the future?"

"Occasionally. Eating it too often will make you lose interest in ordinary meat."

"This... alright."

Although Paimon really wanted to say she definitely wouldn’t be like that, thinking of the taste just now, she ultimately accepted the arrangement.

Lumine and Shenhe nodded, agreeing with Durandal’s suggestion. They didn’t want to make those kinds of faces every time they ate, even if it was delicious, but... it was strange.

"Then, the ingredient issue is entrusted to you, White Oriole. You won’t disappoint me, right?"

"Yes! Leave it to me, Lady Durandal!"

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