Witcher's Atelier

One evening on the way from Keldro to Udvik Island, the legendary battleship "Flying Hunanese" appeared. Captain's room.

"Oh, yes," he said, "vanity would turn into folly if I believed you would stop before destroying everything.

These words are not without purpose!

The only lesson history teaches us is that humans cannot learn any lessons from history.

At the meeting of the heavens and the earth in the third century BC, the remaining humans fled here from another world. Just five million years after you were born as a race, you used your hands that were still covered with hair to completely destroy your original world. !

There were some elves at that time - mainly those today known as Ain. The elves of Sheidi chose to be friendly and accept humans, teach them how to use magic, and help them survive the cold winter; they had fruitless arguments until a certain tragedy happened, and the elves who were unwilling to accept humans left the world and became Ain. El tribe...

Thousands of years have passed, and humans have given Ain. In return, the Siddis provoked wars to occupy land, massacre, destroy civilization, and bring their race to the brink of extinction. They also euphemistically called it the 'pioneering spirit'.

Haha, humans, what exactly is the so-called ‘pioneering spirit’? "

The person being questioned was stirring a large pot, as if he was cooking something. When he heard the question, he touched his chin and thought about it, then spread his hands.

"...Well, I'm still young and don't know for sure, so you can tell me. But if you think it's not appropriate to share such precious knowledge with 'monkeys', I'll have you transported away!"

"Oh no, please don't do that, otherwise I will not only get bored, but I will also lose the opportunity to taste delicious food - if you are really an expert in cooking like you claim to be."

Ain. The elven sage of the El tribe (Wild Hunt). Avallac'h had a calm expression and a noble tone when he spoke, but this could not hide the fact that he was being rolled up into a Swiss roll by a soft cloth and laid horizontally on the sofa.

Filaments made of soft cloth mixed with anti-magic metals, an outstanding product of magical alchemy, an excellent choice for imprisoning mages.

──Note that it is "house arrest" rather than "binding". Both Victor and Avallac'h think this term is appropriate.

Sages need to be respected, how can they be tied up casually?

"However, comparing the two, Victor is obviously more shameless. He turns over the table when he disagrees with him, drags two sorceresses along for a sneak attack, and forcibly ties up Avallac'h and throws him into the bilge."

The porter and diner who was watching, Angouleme. Ms. Corleone, thinks both of them are hypocritical!

But as soon as she finished her uncontrollable words, she realized that she had made a serious mistake──

──Victor was squinting fiercely, "Shut up! What are you talking about? As a punishment for speaking out, you won't get a share of this dinner!"

If only he was reprimanded by the group leader, that would be all!

But what chilled her even more was that when she heard such an objective and just "narration", Avallac'h didn't show any gratitude at all. He closed his eyes and pretended not to hear it!

"X! Sages are indeed worthy of respect, because they are very thick-skinned!" This time she just thought about it in her mind without saying it out loud. She began to think about how to get the leader to take back the punishment. The opportunity for the leader to cook in person is not every day. have.

Ignoring the autistic Angouleme, Victor turned around and continued to stir the cauldron, murmuring leisurely, "Add some poisonous mushrooms and an old shoe heel..."

Of course, he didn't actually put his shoes in. What was actually cooking in the pot was the freshly caught snapper. Avallac'h also pretended not to hear the unclear words and continued the interrupted conversation.

"Witcher, for elves, do you know what is the biggest disadvantage of immortality?"

"have no idea."

"It's sex."

"What?"

"You heard it right, it's sex. Believe me, when you live long enough, not even a hundred years, sex will become boring, the excitement and attraction will be gone, and the novelty will no longer exist."

"Is that so? But I don't think Geralt has any intention of retiring!?"

(Additional trivia here: Among The Witchers 1, 2, and 3, the frequent runner Geralt had a total of fifty-four running partners of the opposite sex, including humans, elves, gods, and monsters.)

"…With all due respect, even by mutant standards, he is too lively.

But that's not the point. The important thing is that life will find its own way.

When the rendezvous between the heavens and the earth just ended, there were not many human beings surviving, and the average life span was ridiculously short, so you relied on the speed of reproduction to maintain your existence.

Desire and the desire for sex have been with humanity ever since. ** completely dominates you, even surpassing your survival instinct. What? I'm dying? Then before you die, why not make love first? In short, carpe diem can be called your philosophy of life. "

Victor didn't interrupt or comment. Although he didn't completely agree, part of what the other party said was true.

"And the sad thing is..." Avallac'h continued, "The male elves were tired of the boring female elves and began to favor human women who were willing to devote themselves; while the equally tired female elves indulged in depraved curiosity and turned to the happy-go-lucky women. Human male.

The elves had the opportunity to wipe out humans while they were still strong. At that time, the ancient sages had doubts and worried that when you became stronger, you might start to attack them.

But you have allies among the elves. They are Al Ain who value reciprocity, cooperation and coexistence. Sheedy's group...and they don't want to admit that they're in bed with you. "

"Tsk tsk tsk! I'm still a child!

I'm not personally interested in the nearly 1,500-year sexual history of the elves, and this is not the reason why you want to use Ciri for breeding!" Victor said unhappily.

"No, you don't understand. This has a lot to do with Ciri." Avallac'h spoke faster, "Ciri is the descendant of Laura Doren Aipu Xidahar, and Laura Doren is in favor of coexistence with humans.

Of course, it is mainly coexistence with a man-the human wizard, Craignan of Lord. Laura Doren and Craignan have successfully "coexisted" many times.

They call themselves the coexistence of true love, which is pronounced as Xiugan in the ancient dialect and is called making love today, leading to the origin of all tragedies-she is pregnant."

I'm not sleepy when it comes to this!

The witcher paused the stirring rod for a while and blinked, "Why? Isn't pregnancy worth being happy about? Without reproductive isolation, it is the beginning of racial integration." This is his blind spot in knowledge, which belongs to the background of selective amnesia of past life memories.

"The problem is that Laura Doron is not an ordinary elf. Her genes are extraordinary!

The 'blood of the elders', or the purified ancient bloodline, is the result of the efforts of many generations of sages.

If combined with other genes - of course, the genes of the elves - she would give birth to a unique child; but conceiving a human offspring ruins this possibility, and her frivolity wastes the results that were about to be obtained after hundreds of years of planning and preparation.

At least we think so.

No one thinks that the half-blood children of Craignan can inherit anything valuable from their mother. No, such an incompatible marriage is not May bring any benefit──"

"So," Victor interrupted, "you severely punished the couple?"

"It's different from what you think," Avallac'h raised a cold sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Although the relationship between Laura Doron and Craignan brought immeasurable losses to the elves, it was humans, not elves, who murdered Craignan.

It was humans, not elves, who caused Laura's death. Although many elves have reasons to hate this couple, including personal grudges!"

The subtle change in the elf's tone made Victor taste some meaning. He thought of the game, Avallac'h seemed to be Laura Doron's "licking dog"──Note that this word is not accurate, but it is convenient to understand the spirit.

"Anyway," Avallac'h continued, "the dream of coexistence burst like a soap bubble, and the Ain.El chose to leave this world and become the legendary Wild Hunt.

The Ain.Sheedi who stayed behind started a bloody war with humans hundreds of years later and fell into such a tragic situation today.

But during this period, Laura's genes... undoubtedly, after the passage of time, it did not disappear, but evolved. Unfortunately, it also mutated. Yes, yes, your Ciri is a mutant."

This time the elf did not wait for him to speak.

"Of course, how could the sorceress miss such a thing? Naturally, she had to intervene. Since several generations ago, they have deliberately matched the selected men and women to explore the secrets of the blood of the elders.

But in the end, their attempts were in vain, and life found a way out for itself.

The situation got out of control unexpectedly.

Few people could have imagined that Laura's genes would become so powerful when they were reborn in Ciri, and this power was precisely the fuse for her being hunted down."

After the words were finished, it was obviously unlikely that a consensus would be reached, and the air was faintly anxious.

At this moment, the pot of fish soup that Victor was stirring suddenly emitted a dazzling light!

The objects that appeared in the pot immediately afterwards made Angouleme's pupils sparkle, and Avallac, who witnessed alchemy for the first time, was stunned.

To be honest, this dish is really beautiful! But it is also too unscientific!

It is definitely a strange thing to cook a pot of soup until it glows! If it is said that it is rich in fluorescent ingredients! But I didn't see him add it just now?

Besides, the contents of the pot have nothing to do with fish soup...

"Forget it, I don't care what others think. In short, I will prove that all covetousness for Ciri ends here! Even if I have to use a little violence for this!"

The chef's domineering declaration was firm and decisive.

Releasing the stirring rod, the pot that was just hot was now cold, without a trace of heat, allowing Victor to take out a transparent "iceberg" from it.

There were countless sashimi on the iceberg.

Then his right prosthetic arm suddenly sounded beautiful music, which gave people a feeling that this dish would be delicious.

Later, Angouleme repeatedly asked and learned that the name of the song was "The Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles".

...

Hundreds of years passed in a flash.

This day is located in the Skellige Islands. In the "Imperial Knife Cooking" duel held in the square of the Caris Memorial Hall──

A chef who was carrying a horse-slashing long sword and seemed to be able to change his job to a sword master at any time was in high spirits, "Hi! Dear judges, feel honored, you are witnessing a legend!

The North Star Heavenly Wolf Blade in my hand requires a master alchemist to enchant the ice found in the northern glacier without melting it into the pot.

The kitchen knife is as sharp as a razor, and the ice contained in it can prevent the heat from affecting the meat. It is a perfect kitchen utensil.

The only disadvantage is that the terrifying ice will freeze the user's right hand, and the North Star Heavenly Wolf Blade can only be used once, and the blade will be completely shattered after use.

However, all the sacrifices are worth it, because what is presented before you is the legendary dish invented by the legendary Golden Eagle Ms. Angouleme -

"Fierce Ice Fresh Tai Mountain"!

The moment he called out the name of the dish, he could not hide the pride on his face, "Using the unique knife technique of 'Arhat Crystal Cut', I attached extremely thin sashimi of red sea bream to the mountain-shaped ice cubes, and then paired it with a special dipping sauce with sesame oil!

The low temperature of the ice cubes completely preserves the deliciousness of the red sea bream, so that when the red sea bream melts in the mouth, it seems to feel like a paradise of spring revival of life. It makes people linger!"

What a shocking and impressive introduction!

After listening to it, the confused judges couldn't wait to start tasting, and then all showed climax expressions of soul flying.jpg

Judge A: "My mouth feels like a frosty wind is blowing through it!"

Judge B: "Oh! It's incredible. The life brewed by the North Star Heavenly Wolf Blade suddenly breaks through the ice."

Judge C: "The temperature in my mouth makes the smooth and refreshing taste of the real sea bream spread immediately! Such an indescribable smooth taste! It's heaven!"

Judge D: "This... this is too magical! It's like a live sea bream jumping in my mouth!"

Integrating their opinions, in simple terms, the deliciousness of the food hits the heart directly. It's like the universe is exploding, the dinosaurs are galloping, the meteorites are falling, and countless fairies holding fans and ribbons are dancing.

The fan also says "delicious"!

Super delicious!

-Heaven-

Bliss!

……….

Unfortunately, in the end, the winner of this "Imperial Knife Cooking" duel was not the chef who reproduced the legendary dish.

With superb skills, he lost to a guy who chopped sea bream into pieces for deep-fried spring rolls.

If you ask what kind of knife skills are needed to cut minced meat?

I can only say that some people are born to win, and with the certificate armband of a top chef, they can win even if the topic is irrelevant.

………

When writing this chapter, I went online to look for videos of Chinese Cooking Master, and I came across one that I wish I had met earlier. It took me a long time to watch the work, which delayed the update. This beautiful mother recreated many of the dishes of Little Chef, she is beautiful and has good cooking skills!