Open Your Quest Log Chapter 437

Imps are timid, cunning creatures of purgatory. They usually go to the main material plane to collect souls as the special envoys of various devil princes, **** dukes, or the only devil, and like to lure mortals into depravity with various sophisticated means and instigating words.

But sometimes, the little devil will also become a reliable favorite of spellcasters, serving spellcasters with his shrewd mind and rich knowledge of hell, and will make various useful suggestions.

Of course, these suggestions sometimes have hidden tricks that are hard to detect. If their spellcaster masters can discern the conspiracy and punish the imps, not only will it not reduce their loyalty, but it will increase them.

The little devil is accustomed to obeying the strong, and this so-called 'strong' includes both the combat and the mind.

In the city of Diss, in a restaurant called "Hell Style".

"This is the restaurant you're looking for for me?" Chris looked at the food on the table in astonishment, turned his head and asked the little devil guide beside him.

Maybe I should punish you a little so that you can be obedient, the little mage thought to himself. Carrots in one hand and sticks in the other, both are indispensable to be effective.

"Yes, Master Mage, yes!" Fanny nodded, "You want to find a restaurant with hellish characteristics, and here is a restaurant, whether it is from the name of the restaurant, the race of the owner, or the selection of ingredients. , The types of dishes are all in line with your requirements!”

It then explained further, "The name of the restaurant doesn't need to be much, and the owner here is a Hobgoblin who is the same as our devil camp. And the ingredients used in the restaurant are completely produced from all levels of Bato's Nine Hells, It is guaranteed that there is no trace of the main material plane, and the cooking method has many similarities with the methods we use when torturing the soul. Don't these have regional characteristics?" After the little devil finished speaking, put away The sharp fangs showed an innocent expression.

Well, it does make a little sense, Chris.

Even if his heart is already prepared, even if the food of the cavemen in the Underdark can be eaten with relish, the little mage still underestimates the brilliance of the 'hell feature'.

On the dining table, there is a dish called 'struggle', which are some purgatory worms whose lower half has been completely scorched, but their upper body is still squirming desperately. As long as you look at it, you will intuitively associate the dishes in your mind. name.

A small pot of stew called 'Wailing Song', under the transparent glass lid, an ultrsmall purgatory creature whose limbs were bound and could not be distinguished because of its peeled skin, in the boiling hot soup pot. The pain inside screamed. Infernal blood endows it with excellent fire resistance and heat resistance, so that this unlucky guy who lost his skin will not die for a while.

A glass of luxury drink called 'Wonderful Victory' is fermented with sewage from the swamp of 'Minauros' in the third layer of **** and a tuber called celery. It is made from the smelly blood of a demon. Before drinking, a little residue left after the transformation of the soul shell, and six drops of hot magma from the origin of Diss will be added to ensure the absolute stimulation on the taste.

In addition to this, there are three other weird dishes that even the little devil Fanny can't identify the ingredients. One of the plates looks like ogre vomit, but it has a rather romantic name, 'The Lover's Breath' (is it the lover's breath when they wake up in the morning?); Twisted things like intestines, and a blood red eye is placed on the top of the 'intestine', called 'Cherry will get lost' (faced with so many intestines, Cherry really doesn't know which way to go) .

The last dish, called 'One-Legged Jonny', was a large stick bone of unknown creature. The stick bone seems to be stewed with sauce, and it smells really good. It is the only 'food' on the whole table that can make Chris' mouth go down. But with such a name, the little mage felt a little sorry for the so-called 'Johnny'.

Just when Chris showed a disgusting expression and was about to leave the restaurant without eating, the owner of the place, the red-skinned Hobgoblin like most devils, suddenly moved out of the counter, slowly. walked in front of him.

Hobgoblins are also a type of goblins, cousins of those little greenskins. According to the description of this creature in the book "The Last Goblin", the Hobgoblin is actually a new breed of goblin that was developed by the goblin civilization through special taboo methods in order to improve the physical weakness of its own race.

They are stronger, more combative, and more disciplined than greenskin goblins, advocating not only militarized management, but also quite good at crafting and using weapons. Almost every Hobgoblin is a fairly qualified fighter.

Before the establishment of the Magic Empire, the Hobgoblin race existed in the form of legions, and was a very powerful force in the entire Material Plane. Moreover, they also have a strong desire to conquer, posing a great threat to other races on the continent, such as humans, elves, dwarves, and even orcs.

However, after the establishment of the Magic Empire, most of the powerful hobgoblin legions were wiped out by the mages, and only a small part was driven to the harsh environment of the permafrost tundra to compete with the orcs for living space. However, because it was not as good as the latter in terms of environmental adaptation, it was slaughtered by the orcs.

Even so, there are still sporadic hobgoblins that have survived in every corner of the main material plane, and through the reproduction of nearly a thousand years, it can be regarded as a little bit of vitality. Now, like monsters such as gnolls and kobolds, they exist as the hunting targets of adventurers.

The Hobgoblin owner of the restaurant sat opposite Chris and looked at him with his dark brown eyes, "Why, this Master Mage seems to have misunderstood the food here?"

"It's not a misunderstanding." The little mage poked at the half-cooked worms on the plate in front of him with a fork, "I just feel that what you have here is a little bit different from the word 'food'."

The Hobgoblin boss was not angry because of such words, he picked up a worm that fell on the table with a smile, and Shi Shiran threw it into his mouth, "That's just your human opinion, Master Mage, here we are The food here is actually very authentic!" the boss said while chewing. The yellow fangs opened and closed, and the half-cooked worms were continuously cut and turned into minced meat in an instant.

"It's not the view of 'human beings', but the view of 'guests'." Chris emphasized, "As an ordinary guest, I feel that the food you have here is difficult to swallow."

"There are also many types of guests, Master Mage." The boss of the goblin used his fingernails to pick up a bowel-like thing and ate it in with a sting, and his face immediately showed an intoxicated expression, "And within the nine prisons, The Material Plane creatures like us are far from mainstream. Even if you remove the various types of demons, and count all the Material Plane creatures as a whole, they are still not in the forefront."

Kris understood what the hobgoblin boss wanted to express, but he didn't talk too much, but waited for the other party to continue talking.

"Devils don't need to eat to survive, but they sometimes order things because of their desires. 'Beautiful Victory' is very popular in the city of Dis, even at the exorbitant price of two soul coins a cup, there are A lot of devils will want to try it, that's why I recommend it to you." The Hobgoblin said, "The other dishes are the same. This 'Cherry Will Get Lost' is a favorite of the beholders in town, and the 'lover's Breath' is a must-have dish for hags every time..."

The other party introduced the dishes on the table one by one, and finally concluded, "What's more, aren't the great mages very good at trying new things? I believe we~www.mtlnovel.com~ They are actually not as good as you think. Unbearable. We have made many improvements in the taste, even if you taste it with the material plane creatures, no, with your human taste, it is still quite worthwhile."

After a meal, Chris walked out of the "hell style" with his little devil guide.

"Where do you want to go next?" Fannie asked.

"Don't worry, let me think about it." The little mage hiccupped as he stood there, then pointed to a small building not far away and asked, "What is it doing there?"

The name of the building is 'Minauros Worm Tour Group Registration Office', which sounds a bit like a travel agency. Kris knew that 'Minauros' was the name of the third layer of hell, but he had never heard of the 'Minauros worm'. Is there something special about the worms there that can be grouped for sightseeing?

"That place, as its name suggests, was signed up to see the Minauros worm," Fanney said.

Sure enough, looking at the worm, "Is that worm different from the ones I just ate?" The little mage asked again.

"Very different, Master Mage." The little devil introduced, "First of all, the Minauros worm is huge, huge! It is the largest worm in the entire Nine Hells of Baator. Second, it can enhance the abilities of mortals! "

"Oh? How to enhance it? Isn't it still a special god?" Chris's curiosity was completely hooked.

"The Minauros worm is not a god, but it can also strengthen one of your favorite areas." Fanney said, "The strong will be stronger, the agile will be more agile, and the same, the wise. Your mind will be clearer.”

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