The Greece Antagonist

A few days later.

Bagster, with a natural talent for gourmet cooking, had already mastered a variety of dishes and fairly adept cooking techniques under the guidance of recipes and famous chefs.

A lavish breakfast was laid out on the tablecloth. Bagster occupied a large corner by himself, devouring seven Two-legged Flying Dragons he personally prepared, only then burping contentedly, removing his apron, tidying up the camp, and grabbing the Wide Blade Greatsword to lead the charge ahead.

As a Black Dog skilled in combat and slaughter, Bagster not only could eat, his physique was also remarkably burly and massive.

His two arms were thicker than Bawansi's twice over thighs, his front armor plates larger than Bawansi's head, standing over 2.5 meters tall, and in a fully enclosed Heavy Armor with an Elf Greatsword akin to a door panel, he was practically an indomitable human tank.

Along the way, various Magic Beasts with dragon-like features, including Earth Dragons, Two-legged Flying Dragons, Horned Dragons, were ruthlessly dismembered under Bagster's fierce and blazing sword light.

Jets of blood spattered, spots of ominous scarlet landed on Bagster's face and eyes.

Yet the familiar battlefield and familiar scent did not stir the wildness within Bagster; it was replaced by a peculiar and fervent Desire.

"Gulp~~"

Bagster's throat involuntarily moved; his pink tongue rolled over a thread of Dragon Blood at the corner of his lip, his eyes shining brightly.

The earthy taste wasn't strong; the layers felt rich. Judging from the looks, it seemed quite chewy, top-notch goods!

The Giant Sword wide as a door panel swung forward, skillfully cleaving open the still-breathing Earth Dragon, its still-beating heart swiftly extracted by the rushing Bagster and placed hot into the Magic Circle Diagram for preservation.

However, for dinner, just this one dish wouldn't suffice.

Bagster turned his gaze towards the various Sub-dragon Species Magical Creatures rushing out, excitedly licking his tongue, and with even more ferocity, pounced on this group of premium ingredients waiting to be developed into various uses.

In an instant, the scene was a flurry of limbs flying, blood splattering, making one feel as though they had entered a large slaughterhouse.

"Bagster, you stinky dog, so rough! Be careful a bit, I just got these new shoes and new clothes!"

Affected, Bawansi cursed with a black face while lifting her skirt edge, stepping with cat-like grace, dodging left and right amidst falling corpse pieces and blood splashes, afraid that the filthy environment and chaotic attack from her comrade would soil the artwork she rushed to create for several nights.

Apparently believing the proactive and avoiding Bawansi was weak, the Dragon Beasts unsuccessful against Bagster the human tank charged en masse towards the other side where Bawansi was.

"A bunch of fools!"

Bawansi pursed her lips in a cold laugh, her Thorny Whip transforming into a wriggling blood light, and in her fingertips gathering into an exquisite silver-grey cone hammer, with a blood-red heart-shaped gemstone embedded centrally in the hammer.

Accompanied by Bawansi lightly raising the hammer, lightly lowering it. The surrounding blood color spread into a vortex, drawing toward the center, the rushing Dragon Beasts dragged in, exploding into bone and flesh with a torrent of blood mist.

The crystal pale hand beckoned forward, several clumps of impurities-free, goldenly hued Dragon Blood automatically flowed into the sheepskin water pouch in Bawansi's hand.

Soon the pouch was full, Bawansi tossed it backward with a flip hand, proudly lifted her smooth chin, and asked:

"How is it?"

"Elegant! Very much elegant!"

Luo En, hugging the sheepskin water pouch, applauded in admiration.

Upon getting a response, Bawansi was greatly pleased:

"And about the promise you made to me?"

"No problem. I promise to teach you how to brew wine with these things later on."

Luo En promised mouthfully while placing the sheepskin water pouch filled with Dragon Blood into the Magic Circle Diagram.

Although, currently it's unclear how so many Sub-dragon Species Magic Beasts were bred, their Dragon Blood on them was truly a good thing, not only usable for cooking and winemaking but also for drawing Magic Circle Diagrams and scrolls.

After all, which family making wine doesn't have material losses? How much to deduct, isn't it still up to this expert to decide?

Thinking of this, Luo En looked towards the more energetically juicing Dragon Beasts Bagster and Bawansi ahead, his smile more radiant and sincere.

What a good child (Paru).

Morgan watched on the battlefield, amazed at the contrasting performances of the two Elf Knights, Bagster and Bawansi:

"It's just been a few days, and Bagster and Bawansi have controlled their own wildness, changing completely. You're truly the best teacher I've ever seen!"

Not really.

Luo En was somewhat embarrassed by the praise, muttered in his heart.

It's merely making the Dog Demon fond of swallowing opponents, learn to season their cooking, use cutlery and plates;

Teaching the Bloodsucking Witch who enjoys slicing opponents' throats to drink blood, learn to wine-make and use a cup...

Suddenly, Luo En seemed to think of something, looked at Bagster and Bawansi fighting ahead.

A Dog Demon who cooks opponents into dishes, a Bloodsucking Witch who brews wine and uses a cup?

Wait, isn't this basically an upgraded Werewolf and Vampire!

Flashes of future movies, those articulately speaking London-accented, suit-dressed, civilized manner of eating and killing Werewolves and Vampires ran through Luo En's mind, making him somewhat amused yet bemused.

So, the old London cannibalistic noble manner is inherited on this land? Especially among fantasy creatures?