"So Wizard Evan was preparing an intermediate spell? He wasn't just watching from the sidelines. He even mastered an intermediate spell? That's amazing! " Eva's eyes lit up again as she looked at Evan. All of her disappointment was swept away. She turned to Mag, and said, "That's right! You're just an outsider. What right do you have to criticize the members of our Rose Mercenary Squad? There's no way Master Evan is that kind of person!"
Meg glanced at Eva. This woman is incorrigible. She was sold off, yet she's still so happy.
"Alright, let's leave this matter at that. Let's continue on our way. We have to reach the Illusionary Mist Valley before noon." Chiwil stood in the middle and looked into Eva's eyes with a serious expression. "Eva, it was Mr. Meg and the others who saved your life. As a person, you should know how to repay a debt of gratitude. This is a basic principle that the Rose Mercenary Squad has always adhered to. I hope you'll remember that."
"I …" Eva looked into Chiwil's eyes and opened her mouth. In the end, she lowered her head.
Evan glanced at Chiwil before turning to board the carriage. He shot a vicious glance at Meg out of the corner of his eye before closing his eyes and remaining silent.
The other mercenaries also boarded their carriages. None of them expressed any opinions about this unpleasant episode.
"Brother Meg, do you want me to help you remove this mink fur? I'm good at this. "Sam walked up to Meg with a smile.
"No need to trouble Brother Sam. As a chef, I'm pretty good at this too." Mag shook his head with a smile. For Sivir's sake, he couldn't be bothered to bicker with her. What did it have to do with him? He pulled out the sharp bull-slaying cleaver from his waist, and the tip of the cleaver slithered over the Purple Golden Mink's body. Soon, the mink's fur was completely unscathed, and there was no excess flesh or blood on the back of the mink.
The golden fur was soft and smooth, not prickly at all. A bright purple color extended from the middle to the tail, spreading to both sides, giving off a bright metallic luster.
Normal Purple Golden Mink fur sold for around 500 gold coins on the market, but perfect mutated Purple Golden Mink fur could sell for at least 1,000 gold coins, or even more.
Meg was also in need of money. If he took a day off from the restaurant, he would lose hundreds of thousands of copper coins. Naturally, he wouldn't be polite with such an unexpected windfall.
"Amazing, it's even cleaner than mine. It won't be a problem to sell it directly. It'll definitely fetch a good price." Sam exclaimed as he looked at the mink fur in Meg's hand. He then took out a water bag and washed Meg's hand and knife.
"Thank you." Meg climbed onto the horse-drawn carriage with the mink fur and skinned Purple Golden Mink before sitting down in a corner with Amy in his arms again. The horse-drawn carriage continued onward.
Eva looked at the skinned and bloody Purple Golden Mink, and she reflexively withdrew her leg with a hint of fear and concern in her eyes. What was she going to do if this guy forced her to eat this terrifying rat?
"Mr. Mag, are you planning to eat this Purple Golden Mink for lunch today?" Dennis asked with a curious expression.
"I was planning to do that, but a young mistress just said that if Ugly Duckling could catch this rat, then she'd eat it raw. Hence, I have to ask this young mistress for her opinion before deciding whether we'll be able to eat it. After all, she was the one who reserved it first." Mag smiled at Eva. His smile was as kind as the uncle next door who asked if you wanted to eat fruit. "Am I right, Miss Eva?"
However, this smile was like the smile of a demon in Eva's eyes. The sight of the skinned and bloody Purple Golden Mink made her want to vomit. Even if it was cooked, she wouldn't want to touch it, let alone eat it raw. What she regretted the most was that she had just said those words.
"No, I don't want to eat that terrifying thing." Eva shook her head with a pale expression.
"Big Sister Flat-chest, I'm very disappointed in you. How could you go back on your word? I want to know if this rat tastes good raw." Amy looked at Eva with a disappointed expression as she held Ugly Duckling in her arms.
Eva's face flushed with embarrassment, but she was willing to lose face compared to eating the Purple Golden Mink raw, so she still shook her head firmly.
"Looks like we're in for a treat today." Meg smiled as he looked at the juicy Purple Golden Mink with anticipation in his eyes.
In his past life, he had eaten roasted bamboo rats, and the delicious flavor was still very vivid in his memory. The Purple Golden Mink's meat was clearly far superior to that of bamboo rats, so it should be quite delicious if he were to roast it.
After countless practice sessions in the test field for the God of Cookery, Meg was now confident that he could roast different types of meat well. Even though he might not be able to roast them as well as beef kebabs, it shouldn't be too bad, either.
"This is the first time I've heard of roasted Purple Golden Mink. However, there are 10 of us here, so one Purple Golden Mink might not be enough. Why don't we get some other prey along the way? What do you want?" Dennis asked with a smile as he looked at Meg.
"If possible, beef would be best," Meg replied without any hesitation.
"Will normal bison do as well?" Sam asked.
"Sure." Meg nodded.
"That's easy. There's a Bison Ridge on the way to the Illusionary Mist Valley, and there are many bison there. I'll get you one when we get there." Sam chuckled.
"Thank you for your help." Meg's eyes lit up. The best thing about traveling with an experienced hunter was that he knew exactly where the prey was.
Ugly Duckling lay in Amy's arms for a while before crawling onto the Purple Golden Mink fur and rolling around. It seemed to be very fond of this fur, or perhaps it was showing off its spoils of war.
After passing by a mountain ridge, Sam stopped the horse-drawn carriage and led Dennis into the forest. Not long after that, Dennis emerged from the forest with a huge, four-legged black bison on his back. The bison's eyes were wide with horror, and it didn't dare to move in the slightest on Dennis's back.
Dennis tossed the bison onto the ground before turning to Chiwil, and saying, "Team Leader, the Illusionary Mist Valley is up ahead. Why don't we go there after lunch?"
"Sure." Chiwil took a glance at the huge bison. It would most likely take a lot of time just to take care of it.
"There's a mountain spring up ahead; let's take care of this bison there." Meg stood up and looked around before pointing at a mountain spring nearby. A small stream flowed slowly past the side of the road, and there was a large pond at the mouth of the mountain spring. The clear water of the mountain spring reflected the bright blue sky.
"Alright." Dennis picked up the bison with one hand before making his way toward the mountain spring.
The horse-drawn carriage also continued onward before stopping beside the mountain spring.
Dennis kicked the struggling bison over as he turned to Meg with a smile, and asked, "Mr. Meg, do you need us to slaughter this bison for you?"
"No need. If you can, just get me some firewood. Leave the rest to me." Meg shook his head as he jumped off the carriage and walked toward the bison. He pressed down on the bison's horns as it shook its head, and the bull-slaughtering knife in his right hand slit the bison's neck. Blood spurted out as he looked up at Evan, who was sitting in the carriage.
Evan also happened to look at Meg, and their gazes met in midair. He felt as if his heart had stopped for three seconds, and he could feel the killing intent in Meg's eyes. It was only a bison that had died, but he felt an inexplicable sense of fear.
"Eva, aren't you getting off the carriage?" Chiwil jumped off the carriage and asked Eva, who was sitting in the corner.
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