Green Monster Epic

After Plaka, the Tribunal Head of the Oak Cathedral, spoke, envoys from the New Sprout Church and the Ranger Church also began to speak one after another. Coupled with the centaur forces that obeyed the oracle of Kah Rong, the chaotic situation finally regained clarity.

Although Brown was unhappy, the members of their camp were unwilling to go against the general trend at this time and continue to exert their strength on such minor frictions. Anyway, it was not the members of their camp who lost face.

At this time, the only one injured was the demigod goblin. The veins on his hands, which were tightly holding two scimitars, were exposed, and his skin had changed from dark green to gray-green. His eyes were resentful and wanted to devour people, but he could not make up his mind to fight back.

"I've made you all laugh!!"

Allen's negative emotions were quickly suppressed by his powerful divine consciousness. After regaining his composure, he saw that the situation was a bit cold. His figure flew towards the many envoys on the city wall without wind, and he loudly resumed presiding over the finishing work.

"I'm very sorry for what just happened. I was a little impulsive, but this is the consistent style of our wilderness. I believe everyone often acts like this and should be able to understand."

Being in the wilderness, while taking into account the interests of the tribe, one must also consider the unity of the alliance. Among those merchants who come from afar, there are inevitably spies from the elves and humans. If they discover the complex internal situation of the alliance and take advantage of it, it will not be a good thing for the already weak Mansha Wilderness.

However, this natural church, the third most powerful figure in charge, actually provoked actions in public, which was somewhat short-sighted. This is also the reason why Da Vinci took the initiative to stand up and mediate.

"Alright!!"

After pacifying the envoys on the city wall, Allen's figure rose again, standing in the high altitude of hundreds of meters. He stretched out his hand and waved forward, and a gust of wind directly blew away the sky covered by patches of white clouds.

"The first Green Lake City Cooking Competition has come to a successful conclusion. The next cooking competition will be held again on the same day ten years later. At that time, outstanding demon chefs from all over the world are welcome to come and compete again to promote the art of magic cooking!!!"

"Although the competition has come to an end, the food festival in my Green Lake City will continue. Guests who have come from afar do not need to rush to leave. You can stay in my Northern Border for a few more days and enjoy the beautiful scenery and food of my Northern Border."

"At the same time, if you want to embark on the path of magic cooking, or want to continue to study magic cooking in depth, you can also sign up for my Green Lake Cooking Academy. For specific registration..."

"I wish you all good food, good fun, and a smooth journey!!"

The song ended, but the people did not disperse. The distant tourists and foodies who had finally made a trip to Green Lake City naturally wanted to stay in the city or the Northern Border for a while longer.

There were also those chefs who had gained a lot and were also stimulated. At this time, their enthusiasm for the art of demon chef was probably at the highest peak since they started learning their craft. Many people were worried about not finding a place to properly study their skills in order to plan for the next ten-year competition.

The rewards given by Green Lake City were too generous. Apart from the ten winners, almost all chefs who passed more than three rounds of the competition basically recovered the capital they had spent traveling all the way. Everyone had several magic dish recipes that could not be bought outside. As long as they were willing to sell the recipes to the auction house, they could at least exchange them for a dozen gold coins.

The Green Field Tribe was not at a great loss either. Although most of the intermediate and above recipes require the assistance of certain magic plant materials to construct a cooking illusion, this illusion-based trick-level spell model is not difficult. The materials required are basically basic plant materials that are large in quantity and filling, so the cost is not too great.

Instead, with the help of these chefs, the tribe's long-standing useless recipes were spread out as rewards. This was not only the utilization of waste, but also the promotion of magic dishes and the laying of a foundation.

Both sides got what they needed. In addition, Allen suddenly showed off his superb cooking skills, and the effects of the dishes he made completely subverted everyone's inherent understanding of cooking. Naturally, ambitious and motivated chefs could not wait to learn Allen's skills. Then, they would also be able to become existences that even legendary powerhouses would respect and curry favor with. That would not only make them famous, but also bring them wealth.

Therefore, many chefs were concerned about improving their cooking skills and had the motivation to strive for it.

The power holders of Green Lake City could not wait for these guests to linger in the city. Every extra day they stayed would bring hundreds of gold coins of income to the city. This could be regarded as a good opportunity to replenish the tribal public property, which had spent a lot of resources for the smooth progress of the competition.

Allen could no longer care about the prosperous scene in the city. At this time, she still had to continue to spend her mind communicating with the guests from the Wilderness Alliance who had not yet left.

"... Allen, it's not that we don't believe what you said, but since this cooking was successfully made by your hands, it means that you do have such ability."

"We don't expect you to think for everyone, but at least we hope to get a promise from you. When you have indeed mastered the previous cooking skills of the dishes, we are willing to pay for resources to invite you to cook a few dishes for us."

The viewing platform on the mountaintop square was not removed, but at this time, it was surrounded by warriors of the Green Field Tribe. There were also several shields covering the mountaintop square, just to create an undisturbed place for the envoys of more than one hundred members of the wilderness.

This time, the gnoll Briken rarely lowered his head to Allen, discussing their plans with Allen in a pleading tone.

Even Marvin, who had been slapped by Allen before, was sitting on the viewing platform with a dark face, looking at Allen expressionlessly.

Everyone knew clearly in their hearts that Allen had previously promised to share the recipes of the dishes he cooked, but each tribe might not be able to cultivate a chef whose skills could be comparable to Allen's in a hundred years.

What's the use of just having the recipe? What's more important is to be able to directly reap the results, increase the number of legends in their tribe, and also curb the vigorous development potential of the Green Field Tribe, reducing everyone's concerns about their sudden rise.

"Everyone, it's not that I don't want to..."

Allen was very patient and continued to use his previous rhetoric as a shield.

"Allen, you are now one of the pillars of the wilderness. While enjoying great power, you should also bear your obligations!"

Even the troll demigod Yalen was also speaking to Allen with a serious face: "The stronger the wilderness, the less pressure your tribe will have to survive. This time, your cooking skills have been exposed. I believe the elves in the north must have heard about it. When the new and old grudges are added together, if they send troops again to eliminate you, this huge threat, how will you cope without the support of the alliance!"

Dong dong!

The noisy sounds beside Allen's ears stopped abruptly as two muffled heavy blows came from the ground. A group of people turned their heads and looked at the white-haired kobold sitting in the first position to Allen's left, waiting for him to speak.