Wonderful Trip To Another World

The top four players are born!

With the end of the fourth game, the cheers of the audience shook the city. Most of the people who came to this city of cuisine were chefs. They were extremely excited after seeing the birth of the top four. There will be two more races, new appointments. The God of Cooking will be born.

The most interesting thing is that the four top four players, without exception, are young juniors, which can be said to be a grand event compared to previous years.

Since the "God of Cook" Rex stopped participating in the competition, all subsequent sessions of the "God of Cookery" are all old chefs over 30, and the oldest of the top four players in this session is only about 20. .

Even Rex was smiling at the moment. He sat on the judges' bench and said cheerfully: "No matter which field you are in, young people are always the most dazzling."

This sentence, even Favna, who has been watching Rex upset, did not refute her. For these four top four players, she was naturally very satisfied. At her young age, her culinary skills far surpassed others.

A new generation of chefs will be born from these four people.

The last time such a young person was called the "God of Cooking" was the person next to him.

After the game, Belen also went outside to meet Latier and the others. He stood proudly in front of the four girls. Although his expression did not change much, his tone was a little proud.

"I won."

"Big brother is not serious at all."

Illya was the first to speak out, looking at Belem with her black jewel-like eyes.

"what?"

Hearing what Ilia said, Belen was stunned for a moment, and then made an inexplicable voice. He flashed his eyes and looked down at the little girl.

"I'm serious!"

"However, the eldest brother is obviously in the game, but he always looks around."

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Belen was speechless, he was obviously absorbing the encouragement from everyone, but cooking was very, very serious, and he was going to be too serious!

"Ilia, don't talk about Mr. Belém. We should congratulate Mr. Belém!"

Laya on the side rubbed the little silver-haired girl's head with a smile, and it was funny to see Belém's sluggish appearance. What Mr. Belém did always didn't match the surface.

"Congratulations, Mr. Belen! You are now a top four player!"

La Tier looked at Belem with a smile. Although he often ate the dishes prepared by the latter and found it delicious, he did not expect to stand out among so many great chefs.

"impressive!"

The kitten grabbed Belen's clothes and quickly climbed onto Belen's neck. With soft arms around Belen's neck, a pair of bright cat pupils fluttered like stars in the night sky.

"of course."

Belen's expression was also gentle, he hugged Latis in his arms and rubbed the kitten's head. The affectionate expression was undoubtedly evident, which reminded Ilia of one thing.

"Big brother, you really like children better, what about me?"

"Eh?"

Hearing these words from Ilia, Belen was also stunned. Why did these words sound weird? Immediately afterwards, he met a pair of faint eyes.

"Sister Al is right, Mr. Belen is lo*ic*n! I'm so unwilling!"

"No! Also, what are you not willing to do!"

After the game, the people off the court dispersed, and La Tier and their work for the day ended here, so he wanted to help pack things up.

"Hey, kid."

Hearing this voice, Belen turned his head and saw a beauty with purple hair in a coat standing there with a cigarette in his hand, looking extremely domineering.

This woman is the owner of the tavern where Ratil and the others are located, and she seems to be called Alice.

"I'll help them clean up, it doesn't matter, right?"

"It doesn't matter." Alris took a look.

Then she looked at the black-haired man again, with a smoke ring floating out of her mouth, and she spoke faintly.

"What I want to ask is, who are you?"

Belen's hand paused for a while, and then continued to fold the small table, glanced at Alris, and responded flatly: "I don't quite understand what you mean."

Alice held the cigarette in her mouth, and she said, "You took a punch from me in the tavern before."

In this regard, Belem just responded: "I learned a little fighting skills before, and my physique is pretty good."

"Aren't you a swordsman?"

Hearing these words, Belem looked at Alris again, put the folded chair aside, and straightened up.

"you saw it?"

In Belém’s impression, he had only used the sword once after he came to this city, and that was the night yesterday. If the other party did not know his identity, then he must have seen that scene last night.

"Although you didn't feel your magic power, the other person's magic power is very powerful. I was also here to open a tavern. What if one of you accidentally ruined it?"

Alice answered Belen's side, and she was staring at the man in front of her. She was clearly able to defeat another person, but she couldn't feel the slightest magical power. It was a strange person.

"Then who are you?"

This is a question that Belen is very concerned about. The tavernkeeper in front of him is very mysterious. The last punch made him realize this. Even yesterday’s scene can be seen in full view, and he could be in the “hundred Forty percent", but still did not perceive the aura of others.

There are two conclusions, one: the magical attributes of this person are very special; two: the strength of the other party is far beyond his imagination;

At that level of Belen, the general concealment method is completely meaningless to him. If you want to conceal him, the opponent's strength is at least not weaker than that of Belen who is in that realm.

This is what shocked Belen. Could such a powerful existence be hidden in this city of cooking?

"Me, a veteran."

Alice took another cigarette, and then smiled and said a vague answer. There are many answers that can be thought of by a veteran.

In Belen's feeling, the purple-haired woman in front of him must belong to a certain combat force department before retiring, and the position is not low. This is all judged based on his guessed strength.

The Imperial Army’s combat power department is aimed at external factors, and there are only three such departments, the Imperial Magic Group, the Special Prepared Forces, and the Superhuman Legion, and each department has many branches. too difficult.

"May I ask, how long have you retired?" Belen asked curiously.

Alice thought for a while, and finally said with a slight sigh, "It's been eight years."

"Eight years? Are you this old?!"

When these words blurted out, a murderous gaze suddenly met Belem's pupils~www.wuxiamtl.com~ He couldn't help but shudder, only then realized that he had said something very bad.

So, Belem immediately rerouted and asked: "Then, since you are still so young, why did you retire?"

"tired."

Alice glanced at Belen, then looked into the distance, her eyes filled with nostalgia, and she smiled and said: "Of course you will leave when you are tired. Besides, there is a better kid leading everyone there."

As Belen guessed, the purple-haired beauty in front of her once held a very high position.

"You haven't answered what I said before." Alris looked at Belem again.

Belen was stunned, and then reluctantly scratched his hair. Originally, he would just pretend to be stupid if the other party didn't answer, but he didn't expect the other party to be quite calm, so it should be fine for him to reveal a little bit. .

"I am a graduate of Flozarno Academy.") Book friends, hurry up and pay attention!

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