Chapter 328: Luo Can Only Attend Funerals, Not Cheat
Chapter 328: Luo Can Only Attend Funerals, Not Cheat
"I think it might be that Rod doesn't meet the aesthetic standards of the Dragon race?" Mira covered her mouth with a laugh and patted his back, "It's okay, it's okay. At least I like you."
Mira could now say such bold words without batting an eye, or perhaps in this specific context, she felt less shy when teasing him.
Rod was indeed comforted this time.
If it weren't for Wendy and Shalalu being present, Rod would have rewarded her with a kiss right there and then.
Wendy touched the face of the Mountain Wyvern with a hint of surprise, its skin as hard as stone, not as soft as Granetine, but she liked the feel of it.
After seven years, she had finally come into contact with one of Granetine's kind.
The wariness in Shalalu's eyes gradually faded, and she began to wonder if this dragon was going to compete with her for Wendy.
But before long, the Mountain Wyvern stood up and crouched again, giving Rod a disdainful look before disappearing.
Rod understood the meaning behind that glance; it was probably because it thought he was weak, making a big deal out of summoning it but not being able to maintain it for long.
Rod could only clench his fist, thinking to himself, 'Thirty years of the east wind, thirty years of the west wind.'
"Mr. Rod, thank you for coming all this way!" Although she still felt a little reluctant, Wendy was already very happy today.
Rod waved his hand, "Don't mention it, it's just something we agreed upon beforehand."
Shalalu was more concerned about another matter, "If you can spend time with dragons, does that mean you'll become a Dragon Slayer too?"
"I don't think so," Rod replied, "Although I can use a bit of the Mountain Wyvern's magic, I can't eat soil or stones."
As for how he knew he couldn't eat them... that's a painful story.
Shalalu nodded thoughtfully.
"It's getting late, shall we head back?" Mira suggested, "I'll make you guys something delicious."
"Shouldn't we be the ones treating you?" Shalalu asked.
"It doesn't matter, we're not unfamiliar guests," Rod said, "Mira's cooking is amazing."
Wendy quietly defended, "Shalalu's cooking is also very good."
"That's true," Rod had tried both, so he had the right to speak, and he unilaterally declared that Mira was the winner, but he couldn't offend Cat Cat.
On their way back, Rod casually caught two pheasants.
But soon enough, he started to regret it.
Mira was in charge of slaughtering the chickens, while Shalalu prepared the other ingredients, and Rod pulled Wendy to watch Mira butcher the chickens.
Mira first tied her hair up neatly and put on the apron Rod had brought—the one Wendy usually wore, which was a bit ill-fitting.
Mira held the chicken's wings with her right hand, lifting the left leg and hanging it on her little finger. She then lifted the chicken's neck and pinched it with her thumb and forefinger, effortlessly controlling the chicken with one hand.
Next, she picked up the chef's knife with her left hand and swiftly drew it across the chicken's throat, letting the blood flow.
Wendy couldn't help but exclaim, "So skilled!"
Mira turned her head and smiled at the two of them...
"Eek!" Wendy was startled and immediately hid behind Rod, peeking out fearfully at Mira.
"What's wrong, is Wendy afraid of slaughtering chickens?" Mira asked in confusion.
"It's not that..." Rod also felt that the previous scene was a bit eerie, "Mira, lift the knife higher, and smile, a gentler smile."
Mira complied, "Like this?"
It was a gleaming chef's knife, with blood dripping down the blade and onto the ground.
And a beautiful, mature lady was holding it, smiling gently at them...
The scene was incredible.
Wendy was so scared that she hid behind Rod and didn't dare to come out, "I'm sorry, Miss Mira! I promise I'll be obedient from now on! Waaah..."
Mira quickly dropped the knife, "I'm sorry, Wendy, I didn't mean to scare you."
She glared at Rod, signaling him to quickly think of a way to comfort Wendy.
Rod took out a piece of Soulro Feast, and Worm came running over to rub against Wendy.
Noticing Mira's gaze on him, Rod raised his hand and said, "I swear, in this lifetime, I'll only attend funerals, never cheat."
"Why are you suddenly saying such things?" Mira asked, a hint of embarrassment in her voice.
She instructed Rod to take Wendy and Worm away, then continued bleeding the other chicken.
While waiting for the water to boil, Mira used the chef's knife as a mirror and made a few expressions, pouting in the end, "Am I that scary?"
Today's main dish was wild chicken stew with mushrooms, freshly killed chicken, and freshly picked mushrooms.
When the lid of the earthen pot was lifted, the aroma filled the room, and even Worm, who couldn't reach the table or climb onto a chair, was drooling with envy.
The chicken was tender and juicy, and the mushrooms were soft and silky, having absorbed the broth. Each bite was a burst of savory goodness.
Adding a spoonful of the golden broth to the rice created a perfect match.
Rod reluctantly shared some with Worm, feeling like the best host in the world for offering such delicious food.
After the meal, Rod suddenly thought of the benefits of being close to Wendy—he could eat mushrooms freely, and if he ever got poisoned, she could cure him within minutes.
A blessing for mushroom lovers—of course, if there was a chance of dying on the spot from eating them, one would have to accept their fate.
But Mira didn't have this worry; she could receive the Soul of Satan, and no poisonous mushroom could harm her, which was truly enviable.
Perhaps to ease the tension, Mira took extra care of Wendy during the meal, and by the end, 'Miss Mira' had become 'Mira Sister'.
Rod also benefited, earning the title of 'Rod Bro'.
Of course, the presence of the Mountain Wyvern might have played a role in this.
"How should we sleep tonight?" Shalulu asked the crucial question. "Can you two share a room?"
"Share a room? Mira Sister and Rod Bro?" Wendy understood everything, her face turning red.
Rod, feeling lonely, replied, "I'll go with whatever you decide. I have no objections."
"Then you sleep with Worm, and I'll share a room with Wendy." Mira hugged Wendy from behind. "Is that okay, Wendy?"
Wendy's head took a heavy blow, almost causing her to faint. "It's... Mira Sister, but we'll have to share a bed."
Shalulu would also be joining them, but cats don't take up much space.
Mira even looked forward to it. "It's fine. My sister and I used to sleep like this sometimes."
"Does Miss Mira have a sister?"
Mira felt a twinge of nostalgia. "Yes, when she was little, she was as cute as Wendy... But..."
Rod looked at her, and Mira gave him a reassuring glance, indicating that he shouldn't worry.
Wendy asked in confusion, "What?"
"Nothing. Let's go and freshen up." Mira didn't want Wendy to feel sad.
Rod was banished to the room across from the girls' room, where Gray had once stayed. Now, he would be sharing a room with Worm.
"Women will only hinder my cultivation speed." Rod sat cross-legged on the bed, entering a state of meditation.
After his cultivation, he lay down, covered himself with the blanket, and thought, "I want to be influenced."
Worm licked Rod's face.
Rod pushed it away. "Not you."
(A minor setting: Wendy tends to address others with respectful titles, except for Happy and Shalulu. In the anime, she typically adds 'san' to names, which can be translated as 'Mr.' for males and 'Miss' for females. Some versions also use 'Natsu Bro' and 'Lucy Sister', or 'Natsu Brother' and 'Lucy Sister'.)
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(End of Chapter)
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