For Malin, his first Harvest Festival in this world was sowhat morable.
He felt that too many things had happened during this week, and he found the stories behind these events highly intriguing.
Of course, being attractive was one thing, but whether it would bring about a deadly disaster was another matter entirely.
With the end of the Harvest Festival, the weather also began to turn colder day by day, and Carterburg quickly returned to the damp and chilly state Malin knew well. As the days passed and the assassins completely vanished without a trace, Malin ultimately chose to go back to living with the old landlady.
After cleaning the house, Malin held a small banquet and invited the girls over for a al.
Malin, who had lived alone in his previous life, had so expertise in cooking and believed he understood the girls’ tastes—Maya liked seafood and at with strong flavors, so Malin prepared grilled at and fish with her favorite seafood sauce; Faye was of elven descent and preferred soups with delicate flavors, so Malin specifically prepared grey buletus mushrooms from North Carterburg, a paste made from the breast at of Fabunan birds (similar to Earth’s chicken) and his own hand-ground tofu, to make mushroom tofu atballs, which should satisfy her.
Lillim, the little lamb, had a preference for vegetarian dishes and did not eat at, but she would eat fish, so Malin made a seafood corn chowder based on crab stock, combined with mushrooms, diced ham, thick-shell clams, chopped shrimp, diced radish, cream, onions... well, because he used a bit too much flour when frying it, the soup looked a bit thick, but the taste was definitely not a problem.
Jessica was soone who had to have at in her als, and she was easy to please. After all, Malin had also been soone who couldn’t do without at, so for her, he prepared a braised pork knuckle from a salo beast, using the finest cuts of at. As for the spices, the Thanan rchants had them, but usually only Thanan people would use them. When Malin went to buy them, he was curiously surrounded by them.
Regardless, Malin felt that this bowl of at would definitely suit the wolf girl’s taste.
Lastly, there was Clovis, the pinnacle of veganism, which gave Malin quite a headache—she would neither eat at nor fish, not because she didn’t like to, but because she would throw up if she did.
The only thing she could eat was eggs, so Malin prepared a bowl of stead eggs for the girl, along with a dessert.
It took Malin half a day to prepare these dishes, one and a half hours of which were spent battling Maya who wanted to sneak tastes. Eventually, Malin bribed her with a dessert so that when her sisters ca over, they wouldn’t find an empty table without any dishes.
The first to arrive was Faye, who ca to pick up Clovis. Speaking of which, Clovis’s foster father was a very interesting guy. Once he learned about her relationship with Malin, he went straight to the Church, but he opened the door too wide, triggering the Church’s Warning Array. The Array connected his ho’s teleportation portal directly to the void, and the old gentleman nearly stepped into nothingness.
So, with no other choice, he ca to find Malin by carriage, only to discover that his daughter’s boyfriend, whom he viewed as a loathso, shaless, dirty scoundrel, was soone he couldn’t beat.
Old Ferrero had personally witnessed Malin’s marksmanship. In his eyes, this kid could take him down with a casual shot, as long as he had a gun in his hand.
As a result, the previous scoundrel suddenly beca a noble, well-educated, dashing, and outstanding young man.
As soon as they entered, Faye and Clovis’s eyes lit up. Both girls took the freshly squeezed apple juice Malin handed them. Faye took a small sip, "Not bad. Right, did you really make all these dishes yourself?"
"Of course. Next ti, if I have the chance, I’ll show you so of my skills," Malin said with a smile.
Then ca the little lamb. She was the shortest, but also had the best jumping ability. As soon as she entered, she leaped into Malin’s arms and then paused, "Wait, Malin, you seem to have grown taller."
"Yeah, Old Ferrero said that after my Frost Giant bloodline awakened, I would start to grow taller." Speaking of which, Malin had been quite worried about remaining short forever, as Old Ferrero had said that his height of one ter twenty was due to his bloodline and would remain the sa, just like his youthful appearance. Now that his Frost Giant bloodline had awakened, Old Ferrero stated that Malin would grow taller, at least to one ter seventy—this was still due to the overwhelming influence of Malin’s paternal bloodline, otherwise, the Frost Giant bloodline would have made him grow to over two ters.
Malin was, of course, very happy about this because being short made many things very troubleso—like when he went out to buy soy sauce with Jessica, it’s not that the Thanan shopkeeper would ask if the wolf girl was his mother, but he might well ask if your mother was worried about you being out so small buying things... Malin had to use great self-control to suppress the surging killing intent in his heart.
"That’s great, once you’re taller, Malin, you can hold ," Lillim said delightedly upon hearing this, then she turned her head to glance at the table, "It slls nice, Mister Malin is really amazing."
"That’s for sure, your Mister Malin is the greatest." Malin was naturally adept at handling such flattery from the little lamb and self-praise.
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