Pendragon's Infinity Gauntlet

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Although magical elements still exist in the air, the "source" that is the origin of magic is different from the "source" they communicated with a minute ago. It is not appropriate to draw a conclusion on whether they can continue to cast spells before experimentation.

"..."

While Lily isn't a Muggle in terms of magic talent, it's clearly not exceptional either. She's focused all her talent on swordsmanship and isn't particularly interested in things like the Great Source, Earth Veins, and Feng Shui that Rin mentioned. Naturally, she wouldn't notice them without careful sensing.

"So where should we go next? Should we look for a place to stay?"

Lily and Rin were both unfamiliar with the area, so when they saw Pendragon walking along the street, they naturally followed him.

Among the pedestrians on the street, there were many others carrying suitcases, looking like tourists, but their looks were completely overshadowed by this group.

"No, it's almost evening, of course we should eat dinner first!"

Before they arrived, Pendragon and his companions had imagined all sorts of awkward situations, such as not being able to find food. Their last meal was very plentiful, mainly because of Pendragon.

"..."

Rin didn't even want to complain about her appetite anymore. It was like a bottomless pit, never able to be filled. She would eat as long as she could find a reason or excuse.

"I've already observed that they're all using the same banknotes. Since this is a world of delicious food, of course I should buy some local specialties to try first!"

Pendragon said this with a straight face, looking at Lily, who had exchanged some cash, thinking it wouldn't take up much space and at least provide some light and warmth for a while.

"Ok."

Miss Rin knew that her objections were futile, and since she wasn't paying for it herself, she stopped refusing.

Fried chicken, hot dogs, bread, and all sorts of pastries—this world, supposedly centered around food, doesn't seem particularly special; the shops are all pretty much the same.

In terms of taste...

Pendragon licked the corner of his mouth, seemingly without any difference.

Thinking this, Pendragon's dark golden pupils stared straight at the cat on his shoulder, uttering a silent question.

The blower was also a grumpy old man, raising its paw and pointing.

At the same time, Pendragon's ahoge (cowlick) seemed to have suddenly discovered something, and kept burrowing in the direction the cat was pointing, as if trying to pull Pendragon in that direction.

This ahoge (cowlick) doesn't look like it's about to become a spirit, it looks like it's about to attain enlightenment!

Following the direction of the ahoge (cowlick), Pendragon and his two companions arrived at the door of a seemingly ordinary Japanese-style restaurant.

P.S.: I'm back from my business trip and going back to work right away. It's so hot in Sanya, not fun at all! I just stayed in the hotel watching TV. Nature's Legends was great, and the sea view from the balcony was nice too. Renting a yacht to go out to sea was a bit boring though... That's all.

③ Food Spirit

Chapter 153 Was it drugged?

Chapter 153

"Hmm...it seems quite lively inside. Are there many people? I can feel the warmth even through the door."

Unlike Rin, who stood motionless at the door, Pendragon simply pulled open the cardboard-like sliding door and went inside.

"Yukihira Restaurant".

Lily looked up at the shop's name; it was probably just the owner's surname used as the shop's name.

The temperature here wasn't high, and the elderly people with weaker constitutions were already wearing thick cotton-padded coats and scarves. But when Miss Rin walked into the store, a wave of heat immediately hit her, dispelling the chill she was carrying.

The source of this warmth was not the air conditioning, nor the stove fire in the restaurant's open kitchen, but rather the large number of guests and their excitement, anticipation, and exhilaration.

"They're having a competition! They're having a cooking competition!"

"Oh, is Kurase the judge today?"

Behind Pendragon and the others, two boys in school uniforms followed them in. They seemed to be regulars and knew what was happening here.

"A cooking competition?"

Rin became interested and looked in the direction the others were focusing. There was a short-haired girl in a dark blue sailor uniform sitting on the kitchen counter with her back to the others.

"This fragrance is..."

Egg fried rice!

The ultimate deluxe fried rice with diced meat and shrimp!

"As expected of a world themed around food!"

Pendragon grabbed the blower and gave it a good thrashing.

In this world centered around food, the guests' attention was focused on the two plates of glistening, fragrant fried rice, while they overlooked the stunning beauty of the trio!

For the first time, Pendragon and his companions' good looks didn't attract everyone's attention or amazement; it felt... somewhat subtle.

"If it's not good, I'm smashing this place up!"

Pendragon's "fierce" whisper was overheard by a girl in casual clothes next to him, who turned her head curiously.

A flash of light streaked across the room, and the pretty young lady felt her eyes were momentarily blinded.

"So beautiful..."

I was absolutely blinded by the beauty of this trio; how could there be such ethereal and stunning beauties in this world!

However, this infatuation didn't last long thanks to the world's rules. The young lady, who quickly regained her senses and was an acquaintance of the shop, immediately defended the owner.

"Young man, are you new here and don't know yet? Yukihira Restaurant will definitely not disappoint you!"

A pretty face played a crucial role; otherwise, Pendragon wouldn't have garnered the confident reputation of his guests, but rather hostile mockery.

That's right, Pendragon has changed into men's clothing again, and the girls mistook him for a male who could reproduce.

"Yukihira?"

Pendragon's ahoge twitched. He had come in too quickly and hadn't had time to look at the sign. His gaze followed the stove in the open kitchen.

She saw two chefs wearing aprons. One was a spiky-haired boy who inherited the mantle from Touma Kamijou, but he was red-haired. The other was slightly older, with long, unruly hair and a free spirit.

In short, both of these guys have very unique chef designs, very anime-like.

"So it's the Medicine King."

It was a world he knew well. Pendragon looked relieved, then glanced at Rin and Lily with a subtle look in his eyes, wondering if they could order takeout from here to liven things up while they slept.

He nodded politely to the young lady, who quickly snapped out of Pendragon's charm spell and focused her attention on the cooking competition.

"While they're all watching, I'll go grab a seat."

Pendragon was so clever that those who enjoyed watching the spectacle were gathered behind the bar, their eyes glued to the two plates of fried rice, completely unaware of this.

"Okay, Saber, you go ahead. I'm interested in this match, I'll come back after I've watched it."

"Me too."

Lily nodded in agreement.

Pendragon gave a cool nod and sat down at a four-person table.

She already knew the outcome of the competition and that everyone would have food afterward, so there was no need to be in such a hurry. Instead, she was more concerned about the hygiene of the restaurant.

Despite the large number of people, the place was orderly and the environment appeared quite clean. Pendragon wiped the table in front of her with the pad of her index finger; there was no dust or grease, so the dining conditions met her standards.

Amidst envious and eager glances from the crowd, the female judge first scooped a spoonful of fried rice from the right and put it in her mouth...

Each grain of rice, infused with various ingredients and aromas, rolls on the tongue under the influence of oil, then explodes!

The short-haired girl instantly squeezed her legs together, her fair face quickly turning rosy. As she swallowed the rice, a sweet, satisfied sigh escaped from her oily, alluring little mouth, and a wisp of visible white steam rose from her lips.

The girl's body was covered in a fine sweat, as if even the chill and worries of late autumn had evaporated, leaving her with a feeling of exhilaration.

"Hmm, this soft moan has captured some of the true meaning of majestic power, but it's not as pleasant as Rin's moan."

Pendragon sensed the commotion at the bar through the crowd, and vigorously flicked his silver-gray ahoge twice.

After both sides had taken a bite, the tense decisive moment was about to begin. When the regular customers in the restaurant saw the girl close her eyes and pretend to be deep in thought, they immediately had a bold idea and began to whisper among themselves.

"Could it be that?"

"Today is finally..."

"Is the young boss about to win a round?"

The short-haired girl struggled for a long time between her conscience and the boy she liked, but in the end, the angel in her heart killed the devil.

"This is delicious!"

The girl's hands and cute little head were both tilted towards the long-haired boss, and cheers and applause instantly rang out in the restaurant.

"The winner is determined!"

"Great!"

"The boss won again today!"

Daikokuhei raised his fist high, reveling in yet another victory, a victory that had been the expectation of all.

Therefore, the "Shamate" style has no future; the non-mainstream is the way to go and wins people's hearts.

Those who were eagerly awaiting a victory cheered and quickly surged towards the previously empty seats.

As is customary, it's time for everyone to enjoy the food.

"That's a bit of an exaggeration."

Thanks to Pendragon's foresight, Rin and the others were naturally seated in the restaurant, still discussing the girl's performance from earlier.

"She started moaning after just one bite of fried rice, was she drugged?"

P.S.: I stayed up all night the night before last, and couldn't keep going, so I went to bed at 9 pm. I got up at 6 am this morning to write, and now I'm going to wash up and go to work, lol. By the way, what are Wuzhishan and Haijiao Tianya...? Never heard of them. I'm just staying at the hotel. The group activities, besides renting the yacht, are going to that underwater restaurant for a meal and watching the mermaid show. The Russian girl cosplaying as a mermaid diving is so pretty! She even makes a heart shape with her hands!

Chapter 154 List Loop

Chapter 154

"Try it and you'll know."

As they were talking, a waiter came over with a tray and placed two small bowls of different colors in front of each guest.

The portion is not large, about two or three spoonfuls per bowl.

"Here."

Pendragon stirred the fried rice in the bowl with a white porcelain spoon. Although she never judged a food in terms of color, aroma, and taste like a gourmet, the two fried rice dishes were indeed quite vibrant and colorful.

The shrimp's pink hue, the rice's white color, the scrambled eggs' gold hue, and the green peas' green hue create a rainbow-like effect, offering a visual treat.

If we were to rate the color, aroma, and taste, Pendragon would score a high eight out of ten for color alone.

The aroma is also... The perfect ratio of various ingredients, under the perfect control of the heat, achieves an incomparably harmonious and unified state, which can arouse a strong appetite from the bottom of one's heart!

"It's delicious!"

Miss Rin had never tasted such delicious fried rice before.

This one gets a perfect score of 10! Even though Pendragon has traveled to several worlds, he has never seen such fragrant fried rice.

"Let me test how much poison was put in here..."

After observing the Medicine King's fried rice, Pendragon slightly raised his gaze and noticed that Rin and Lily had already started eating.

One of them kept nodding as she ate, while the other closed her eyes, looking completely satisfied and savoring the food. It seemed like the dosage wasn't strong enough.

The two fried rice dishes were slightly different; the one in the blue bowl used shrimp chips, while the one in the red bowl used real shrimp. It goes without saying which one Pendragon would try first.

"Oh, that's alright."

The shrimp meat is bouncy and firm, with the unique sweetness of river seafood... the green peas are crisp and crunchy... the egg yolk is smooth and tender... the diced meat is savory and fragrant, and each grain of rice is evenly separated. All the flavors are integrated together, yet each has its own distinct main and secondary flavor.

Rice is like the commander, and the other ingredients are like soldiers... More accurately, rice is the conductor, and the other ingredients are like musicians who obey orders and cooperate, forming a harmonious whole.

It was delicious... However, Pendragon didn't see any illusions, nor did he feel like he was suddenly at a concert.

It's just a regular, delicious fried rice, and the portion is small.

The fried rice in the bowl was also delicious, but compared to the previous dishes, it felt like something was missing. Could this be the difference between artificial and natural ingredients?

At the bar, the father and son, who had already decided the winner, were now arguing about something.

Apart from Pendragon and her two companions, the other guests who ate the fried rice all exhibited unusual behaviors to varying degrees, such as clenching their legs, their zippers or buttons popping open, spitting out tears, and blushing. The air was filled with an atmosphere of satisfaction and happiness.