No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do anything.
Sinehowze didn't try to hide anything when she was making her dish. Angor still didn't get anything out of it. But he did notice something strange about the mirage.
Gourmet mirages were illusions created by gourmet wizards when they were making food. Back on The Redbud, Angor almost ate an oil lamp as if it was a chicken drumstick.
Gourmet mirages were deadly to mortals, but they didn't work on apprentices who had spirit constructs. Instead, they could tell the source of the food and the taste of the food through the mirage.
For example, Sinehowze's dish was actually a mirage created by her magic.
The King of Dark Tentacles was emitting steam all over its body. It was dancing in the smoke with a smile on its face. Its tentacles, which were full of suction cups, were making all kinds of gestures to receive all kinds of food and auxiliary materials, such as Wind Tunnel, Bani Lulu Egg, Rich Milk, Perilla Leaves … The King of Dark Tentacles stuffed these auxiliary materials into its big mouth, and then a raging flame appeared in the mirage.
After the flames burned, a plate of Explosive Lava Red Egg Soup was placed in front of everyone, shining with a fiery red light.
From the mirage, Angor could tell which ingredients were used to make the dish. That was all mirages could do. However, as an illusionist apprentice, Angor noticed something strange about the mirage. For example, the mirage wasn't created by a gourmet wizard. Instead, it was created by the competition between taste and fire.
There were no real illusion nodes in the middle of it. It was purely filled with the smell of extraordinary power and extraordinary flames, which gave people an illusion during the collision.
But that was all Angor could tell. As for Sinehowze's recipe, he couldn't understand it at all. He didn't think he could use it to improve his Mana Bread.
"Molten Lava Egg Soup. It can increase your affinity with the fire element and increase your fire elemental spellcasting power for a short time." Sinehowze explained as she placed the soup in front of everyone.
White eggs and green leaves could be vaguely seen in the fiery red soup. Above the fragrant soup, there were also some small mirages.
"I feel like my heart is going to explode just by smelling it." Hermes took a deep breath.
Loki was already swallowing his saliva. He kept rubbing his palms, looking eager to try.
Sinehowze took out a plate, broke the mirage, and scooped some soup into it. "Thank you for helping me get the Lord of Tentacles' egg. I can't pay you back, so here's a bowl of soup."
As a matter of fact, Angor's craving was already crawling around in his mind. However, he could not show it on his face.
"Thank you." Lucien smiled at Sinehowze. "Thank you."
Sinehowze's eyes curved into crescents. Carveline was the only one who noticed the cunning look in Sinehowze's eyes. Usually, when Sinehowze showed this look, she was plotting something … or someone.
He took the bowl and took a deep sniff. His heart was already filled with satisfaction. It could be seen that the food made by the Gourmet Wizards contained a lot of energy.
His lips touched the edge of the plate, and Sinehowze's smile widened.
Before he could drink the soup, a short, chubby hand that looked like a lotus root reached in and snatched the bowl from his mouth.
Angor and the others were shocked. Sinehowze's smile froze on her face.
"Tana, why didn't you tell Angor that he shouldn't eat food made by a Gourmet Wizard?" A childish voice reached everyone's ears.
Alan, who was wearing a white chef's suit, woke up. He grabbed the bowl from Angor's hand and spoke to Tana with a serious look.
"I've been keeping an eye on her. She didn't do anything wrong with the ingredients."
"The ingredients are fine, but the person might be." Alan glanced at Sinehowze. He used to call Sinehowze "Pretty Miss", but after seeing the old man with the cane, he started to have doubts.
He remembered that his professor once told him about a type of Dark Gourmet.
"Is there something wrong with her?" Tana frowned and looked at Sinehowze carefully.
Sinehowze, on the other hand, walked up to Carveline and smiled at Alan. "Watch your mouth, Alan. If Carveline doesn't eat my cooking anymore, I'm going to spank your little ass."
Carveline smiled but didn't say anything.
"Is there something wrong with the soup?" Angor understood what Alan was implying.
"Leave it to me. I'll take a look." Alan patted his chest as if saying, "I'll take care of everything."
Angor felt a little amused when he saw Alan on The Redbud. Alan's personality didn't change much when he met him again. So life in the Butterfly Tavern was really peaceful.
Alan carefully examined the soup for a long time. He put the bowl of soup back on the small wooden table on the Gondola and furrowed his brows.
"What do you think?" Tana asked.
"Um, I didn't find anything wrong. It does work," Alan mumbled. "But my instinct tells me something is wrong with the soup."
"You're not a woman. Why are you talking about instinct?" Sinehowze chuckled. "If you think it's fine, we can decide for ourselves. If you don't want it, I'll do it."
Because of Ellen's words, Tana also took the soup plate and checked it. She nodded to the others. "It should be fine."
Alan was more talented than Tana, but he was still only a level-1 apprentice. Tana had already advanced to a Level 2 Apprentice ten years ago, so compared to Alan, everyone trusted Tana's judgment more.
In the end, Hermes took the lead and drank the Lava Egg Soup.
Following Hermes' lead, the others all followed suit.
Alan pursed his lips and put on a gloomy look.
Angor and Keely didn't drink the soup. Keely was a stubborn girl. Even though she was a fire manipulator, she would never accept or trust anything from outside. Angor, on the other hand, chose to trust Alan's instinct. Occasionally, he had strong instincts, and reality told him that his instincts were basically correct. Since Alan's instinct told him something was wrong, Angor didn't mind trusting him this time.
As for the fact that the Lava Egg Soup could improve his fire affinity, Angor didn't mind at all. Many potions had similar functions. As an alchemist, if he really wanted to buy similar potions, he didn't lack money.
Sinehowze narrowed her eyes when Angor didn't drink the soup. However, she already told Angor that he didn't need it. Sinehowze only smiled and didn't say anything.
After drinking the soup, the atmosphere became warmer.
Angor and Alan began to talk about their recent experiences in the wizarding world.
Alan's experience was similar to Angor's. He had been following the Butterfly Tavern to many places in the past year, but he had never left the tavern on his own. He had been studying food all the time, and this was his first trip to Floating Mech City.
Angor's first trip to Floating Mech City was also his first trip to Floating Mech City.
In the end, the two sorcerer-apprentices talked about the Old Earth most of the time, since they didn't know much about the world.
Angor told Alan that he might return to the Old Earth within a year, which made Alan envious. He also missed his father, General Morn. However, he was too weak to cross the Devil's Water and return to the Old Earth.
He knew that Angor was trying to enlighten his teacher. He also saw Jon, who had a rickety body. Based on what he learned in the past year, Alan suggested several food solutions to treat Angor's illness.
Angor thanked Alan with a smile. However, he knew that Jon wasn't sick at all. The main problem was the rejection of the world's consciousness. All of Alan's solutions were "pathological" and would not work on Jon.
They then talked about "Irene" and "Mara". Since Alan went to the candy house alone, he had never seen Irene and Mara again, so he could only talk about the past and speculate about the possible future.
When they ran out of things to talk about, Angor asked about Alan's "instinct". Since Sinehowze was nearby, Angor used Voice Transmission.
"Are you suspecting that Sinehowze tampered with the soup?"
Alan nodded. "I think Sinehowze is a Dark Gourmet."
Dark Gourmet? It was the first time Angor heard such a term, so he didn't know what it meant.
"A Dark Gourmet is different from the Gourmet Wizards in Candy House. You can think of them as people who use food as a means to get what they want." Alan considered. "I don't know if Sinehowze is a Dark Gourmet or not. However, her methods are somewhat similar to a legendary Magus that my mentor once mentioned. "
"Xin Ji, the Devourer's Spirit."
"According to the books, Xin Ji was a Dark Gourmet who lived tens of thousands of years ago. She could use food to attract spirits from other worlds to fight for her. It was similar to Summoning spells. However, Summoning spells had different levels of power. If someone tried to summon a spirit beyond his or her level, he or she might not be able to withstand the backlash from the summoned spirit. But Xin Ji's Gourmet Spirit was different. She used food to make a deal with the spirit so that the spirit would fight for her or his or her master. If the food you make is to the taste of a certain heroic spirit, even an apprentice can summon a wizard-level heroic spirit. "
"Really?!" Angor widened his eyes.
"Xin Ji's Gourmet Spirit is both a deal and a contract. Once a spirit eats Xin Ji's food, it must fulfill Xin Ji's conditions. " Alan glanced at Sinehowze, who was floating in the air. "When the old man with the cane gave Sinehowze the egg of the Lord of Tentacles, he said, 'Here's the reward for dinner. Thank you for your hospitality.' Then he disappeared. That reminds me of Xin Ji's Gourmet Spirit.
"If Sinehowze can do something like that, you should never eat her food. Maybe you've already signed a contract with her."
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