The Second Generation of Knights Encountering Demons Reappears

Barrus: WOC, why is it that a man is naked?

Muffled Pervert: Eyes! My eyes!

Chaos Evil Gudazi: My cousin has a good figure. He is worthy of being a Kamen Rider. He looks like a man who has been trained for a long time.

Purple-haired female passerby: The figure of a senior...

The progress bar is pulled back, 0.5x speed, and crazy screenshots with no expression on the face.

Mr. KEY: Damn it, why aren’t Kurumi or Mimic Lionheart Twilight serving as judges? ?

Observer and punisher: 9494!

[With a subtle expression, Emiya Shirou seemed to have forgotten his identity and began to quickly eliminate the Mapo Tofu in front of him. The outcome was already very obvious.

"how come……"

The Emperor of the East China Sea sat down in a daze. She had tasted the buckwheat noodles before, and she never thought that she would lose so miserably.

——Has this guy’s cooking skills improved in just a few hours?

The mosquito took off the turban on his head and told his good opponent the secret of the gap.

"As I said, I can control human emotions through cooking. This means that I have mastered countless superb skills that can perfectly handle any ingredient."

He looked at Donghai Emperor's Mapo Tofu.

"Your knife skills are very good at cutting tofu, but the best way to process Mapo tofu is to tear it directly with your hands. This can prevent the taste of iron from affecting the mellow flavor of the soybeans and retain the most complete flavor. Your excellent knife skills are actually Cuts out the delicious flavor of tofu.”

As he spoke, Mosquito picked up the dark kitchen knife that the lost Emperor of the East China Sea had placed on the table. His seemingly calm expression hid uncontrollable ecstasy.

"I finally got it. I've been waiting for this moment for so long."

With a slight exertion on his arms, in an instant, the world seemed to feel the rebirth of the legendary kitchen utensils. The sun hid behind the clouds, and the strong wind began to roar fiercely.

"oh oh!"

The blade as white as snow showed its true appearance in front of everyone, and the mosquito also let out an excited scream.

"This is it! The skills and obsessions of all chefs throughout the ages are now applied to me. I feel the power of holding everything in my hands through delicious food. At this moment, I am a god!"

"That's it!"

A sharp shout interrupted Mosquito's madness. Everyone followed the sound and saw that the door of Sarah's restaurant opened again. Surrounded by several chefs, a black-haired beauty wearing a deacon's uniform walked in. It was Mejiro Takamine, the beautiful butler of the Mejiro family.

Different from the gentle and virtuous image in the past, she looked at the mosquito, her eyes at this moment were cold and stern, like the cold wind in December.

"Cooking is not a tool to control others. You are going the wrong way, kid."

"Heh, your strength looks good, but it's a pity that your mind is as old as your age."

Mosquito retorted without fear, without being affected by the opponent's momentum at all. The harsh words made Mejiro Takapo twitch his brows. He kept a "friendly" smile and looked at Mimic Lionheart Dusk, who was watching the whole show.

"The boy you found is sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued, completely different from the boring gourd like you."

"Well……"

Mimicry Lionheart Dusk didn't know who Mejiro Gaofeng was, but he was so frightened by her terrifying aura that he didn't dare to say anything.

"Let's decide, boy."

"Interesting, let me try the knife!\