Chapter 26 - 26 Is There Anything Wrong with a Viscount Who Can Cook?

Chapter 26: Chapter 26 Is There Anything Wrong with a Viscount Who Can Cook?

Chapter 26 Is There Anything Wrong with a Viscount Who Can Cook?

"Ah, is everyone still not back yet?" Nichole opened the door and walked in, looking around the dark room. Not even the magic stone lamps were lit, indicating that her companions hadn't returned yet.

Dong!

William put down the ingredients in his hand and glanced around. The interior of this exquisite little house looked quite nice, but the weapon rack and various trophies placed on the side still exuded a strong mercenary style.

It was quite rare to rent such a house near Geddo Street in the West District.

"Not bad, this place. Did you and your teammates rent it together?" William asked.

Nichole nodded and gently placed the sword she had been carrying on her back onto the weapon rack beside the living room, then helped William carry the items to the kitchen behind the living room.

Then, she watched with wide eyes as William began his operation.

William wasn't vague either. Although he hadn't cooked since crossing over, he hadn't forgotten his experience from his past life. Rolling up his sleeves, he began his preparations.

The sound of clanging and clattering echoed in the kitchen.

First, he removed the heads of the fresh prawns, deveined them, and placed them in a bowl. He added salt and cooking wine to remove the fishy smell. Then, he cut the potatoes into thin shreds, rinsed off the excess starch with water, and fried them in oil until golden brown. After draining the excess oil, he coated the marinated shrimp with a batter made of flour and eggs, then fried them until golden brown. Finally, he coated the fried shrimp with salad dressing and rolled them in the fried potato shreds to create a golden, crispy shrimp ball.

After preparing the shrimp balls, he arranged them neatly on a plate, garnished with a few sprigs of fresh mint. The shrimp balls, with their tails curled up and lined up in a row, looked cute and delicate.

Nichole, who couldn't wait any longer, quickly grabbed a shrimp ball by the tail and popped it into her mouth.

"It's hot!" The freshly cooked golden shrimp ball was still quite hot, but Nichole didn't spit out the delicious food, even though she was burned a little. Her beautiful eyes were misty with tears, but she couldn't resist the temptation of the dish.

The golden shrimp ball, with its tender shrimp and crispy potato shreds, offered a rich and unique texture, showcasing the ultimate combination of crispiness and tenderness. The sweet taste of the salad dressing covered the excess grease perfectly, emitting a fragrant aroma that made it irresistible.

Nichole, lost in the enjoyment of the delicacy, felt a surge of energy rushing through her body. Although she had eaten fine food since she was a child, she had never experienced such a dish before, which gave her a sense of novelty.

Before William could respond, they heard the sound of the door being pushed open. Nichole's companions must have returned.

"Nichole, you're back early!"

The voice of a carefree man came through, and three people walked into the living room, chatting and laughing.

Leading them was a dwarf wearing full-body armor and carrying a half-height iron hammer on his back. He must have been the one with the loud voice earlier. He had a rough appearance, thick hair, and a long beard, the typical appearance of a dwarf warrior.

Dwarves were relatively rare in the Canlight City. Generally, dwarves from the kingdoms in the central part of the Fanor Continent were more common, as the Dwarven Kingdom was located in the Kanor Mountains between the central and western parts of the continent.

Next was an elegant elf woman with a bow and arrow on her back. Her golden hair couldn't hide her pointed ears. She looked like an elven ranger, her exquisite face truly representing the elegant and beautiful race.

If dwarves were relatively rare, then elves were almost nonexistent in human kingdoms. Because of their beautiful appearance, they were often captured as slaves by smugglers. Therefore, most elves naturally harbored hostility towards humans and generally only lived in the Navia Forest in the southern part of the continent.

As for the last person, he was a familiar face: Jason Hard, the younger son of Duke Hard.

"We have guests?" The elf immediately noticed William sitting at the dining table with Nichole and asked cautiously.

"Elena, come and eat delicious food. My disciple William made it. Impressive, right?" Nichole called out with a smile.

Jason peeked out from behind and took a look.

William, is that the William Cain I know? What's going on?

William glanced at Nichole and muttered, "When did I become your disciple? I don't remember."

Nichole didn't pay attention to William's reaction at all. She happily invited everyone to sit down and enjoy the delicious food in front of them.

Jason pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at the table full of food with a strange expression.

Wow, Viscount, you really can cook?