Chapter 382

[Amkena Side Story Episode 2]

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Valhalla.

A decisive and important discussion was taking place there, a fortress guarding the border and the frontline protecting Mobius.

“Sweet and sour pork. I don’t think there is any other alternative.”

“Haven’t you eaten that fried dish before?”

The man narrowed his brow.

The man’s name is Lidigion.

Among Valhalla’s numerous strongmen, he was a swordsman with a reversal that was counted among the top five.

“Besides, the tempura is soggy and soggy! At least if it was crispy! I could tolerate it, but who likes fries soaked in sauce and squishy!”

“I know one, but I don’t know two, but Lidigion.”

The woman who suggested a dish called sweet and sour pork glared at the young man.

Her name is Siris.

He was the second-in-command of Valhalla with the authority to act as a substitute when the Master was absent.

“Sweet and sour pork is originally eaten that way. It is a dish that is dipped in sauce and eaten. Talking about cooking without even knowing how to eat is really... really... kuhhmm.”

Siris coughed.

The words I was trying to use didn’t come to mind.

She gave a coy look to the colleague next to her, asking for help.

The colleague replied with a soft eye smile.

“That’s what they call ‘tasteless’.”

“Yeah, I don’t know! you have no taste It is unreasonable to discuss such an important matter on a subject of no taste! I am...”

“At times like that, it is called ‘taste well’.”

“Yes, I, who knows good taste, have the right to decide what dishes will be served. Master must have known about it and entrusted it to me.”

“Did you just tell me you don’t know the taste?”

Ridigion’s eyebrows twitched.

Dark flesh rose from behind the man’s back.

Siris crossed his arms without hesitation.

“Think carefully. How was it when I ordered the dish you insisted on: Spicy Chicken Feet? How many people ate all the way through? I get angry when I think of that time too!”

Siris gnashed her teeth.

A nightmare of spicy chicken feet.

Not long ago, I don’t know how many comrades complained of trauma after eating it, which was a special dish and was distributed throughout the fortress.

Siris was also one of the parties.

“It’s spicy. that’s not the taste So...”

“Spiciness is a part of pain as a tactile sense, not a taste. The special spicy chicken feet that Ridigion ordered at the time had a Scoville score of about 68,000. It was 10 times the size of Nuclear Buldak Stir-fried Noodles.”

“okay. Anyway that! I thought I would die from eating it!”

Lydigion snorted.

“A weak excuse. I don’t want to talk to people who don’t know the aesthetics of spiciness.”

“You are not alone in eating food!”

“All warriors must overcome such pain and reach a level of enjoyment. If you don’t know what that means, aren’t you not qualified to fight?”

“What does the right to fight for food have to do with it? So, what dish do you want to eat if you say you don’t like sweet and sour pork?”

clap.

Lidigion touched the scabbard of his belt.

“What good. I’ll admit that the spicy chicken feet last time was a bit overkill. So this time, I thought of a dish that everyone could eat. It’s what Master also enjoyed eating when he was in his hometown. Call it tonkatsu.”

“hmm? You mean fried pork? That’s not bad...”

“Dijinda pork cutlet...”

“I will dismiss Ridigion’s opinion.”

The long silver-haired woman smiled and said.

The name of the silver-haired woman is Yurnet.

He was in charge of the administration of Valhalla.

Yurnet looked around.

“Does anyone else have any opinions? If the meeting ends like this, the special meal will be decided on sweet and sour pork.”

“Me! I! I! I!”

A girl in the corner waved loudly.

“Yes Nihaku-sama.”

“I want to eat pizza!”

“pizza. It was a dish that was baked in the oven with cheese and various ingredients on top of bread.”

“Tts ts ts ts ts! Yuruni knows only one, but doesn’t know the other two. Just because you put toppings on bread doesn’t mean it’s pizza.”

“then...?”

“The important thing is what kind of material you put on it. But not too long ago I discovered the ultimate ingredient!”

Nihaku shouted with his eyes twinkling.

“That name! It’s called pineapple pizza...!”

These days, they are called the Taoni language trio and their stock price is rising.

“Aaron?”

Oops.

Aaron came to his senses.

A white devil was watching him with a smile in front of him.

“Sorry. Think about it for a while.”

“it’s okay. We have a lot of work, so even if we are tired, we can’t help it.”

what was the subject

Yes, this was the special menu.

Aaron shook his head.

Members of the first party, Valhalla’s top executives, have to voice their opinions at the meeting, whether they like it or not, no matter how messed up they are.

that was the responsibility.

“To give my opinion... I think sweet and sour pork is good.”

“Do you agree with Siris-sama’s opinion?”

The blonde-haired knight smiled contemptuously.

On the contrary, the prosecutor clicked his tongue with a displeased expression.

“Then is it a decision? The menu is sweet and sour pork. It’s full of sauce...”

“If you’re going to pour sauce on it... you’d better stop.”

“Hmm. Why?”

Siris raised her eyebrows at Aaron’s objection.

“Brother, no Master, hates that method.”

“what?”

Lydigion laughed.

“Funny! Did you push forward without knowing the master’s taste?”

“Wait, did you eat well last time?”

“You were taken care of. maybe.”

“Cuck!”

Siris clutched at her chest and collapsed.

“Ha, is it my victory? It’s a decision. This special meal is Dijinda Pork Cutlet....”

“Brother hates spicy food the most.”

“Ugh!”

Lydegion stumbled.

“Then it’s a decision! Gum eating Nihaku’s pineapple pizza and mint chocolate ice cream together!”

“Then, sweet and sour pork is decided upon.”

“Is it because you don’t even listen to me!”

“I think my brother will like it if we add jajangmyeon and jjambbong.”

“Hoo. Sweet and sour pork, jajangmyeon and jjamppong.”

match.

Yurnet clapped.

“Oh it was. Sweet and sour pork, jajangmyeon, and jjambbong. That these three dishes are called ‘national rules’ on Earth.”

“National rule?”

“This is Master’s favorite word. national rule. Anyway, great, Aaron. You have pointed out something that none of us had thought of.”

“Don’t say anything about the rice...”

“Whoops. Perhaps the one who knows the Master best among us is Aaron.”

Are you just passing?

Aaron let out a sigh of relief.

“Then, this special meal will be sweet and sour pork, jajangmyeon, and jjamppong. I will upload the report to the master soon.”

Ground.

Yurnet tapped the hammer.

It was usually her job to preside over these executive meetings.

“Then let’s move on to the next agenda item.”

The eyes of the five people changed.

The atmosphere that had been relaxed just before was gone.

“As I said before the start, the importance of this agenda is... It is incomparable to any other subject.”

Yurnet said with a firm expression.

“This meeting may decide our destiny.”

A meeting that decides the fate of all of Valhalla.

An aura of solemnity permeated the entire conference hall.

“Then let’s begin. This topic is...”

Yournet announced the topic.

A heated discussion soon began to heat up the conference room.