Chef Golem

Stark's face flushed slightly. He took a step back, distancing himself from Dugu Qing.

The four walked along the clean and tidy street, following the aroma, and arrived at a restaurant.

The restaurant owner regretfully informed everyone that although the area was close to the Empire, the main logistics network still relied on the Norm Trading Company Guild.

The Norm Trading Company's logistics network has been disrupted, and restaurants can only offer rock-hard bread; there's nothing else they can do.

The group had no choice but to sit down on the chairs, hold the hard bread, and eat it in small bites.

The proprietress carried a pot of hot water and poured tea for everyone.

"Adventurers, lately our village's crops have been getting shredded by monsters. I hope you can help me deal with this."

Frieren put down the bread and wiped the crumbs from her mouth.

"What kind of monster did it?"

The elderly proprietress sighed, "It has a body as tough as steel, and its tentacles are incredibly sharp, like blades. The villagers can't do anything about it!"

"Alright then! Leave this to us!"

Dugu Qing readily agreed, thinking that the monsters the villagers encountered couldn't be too strong, and he would help if he could.

"What's the reward? Is there Grimoire?"

Frieren never forgot the principles she had once memorized.

"There's no real magic in the village, only a magic book that makes paper airplanes fly very far." The landlady lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Not bad! Dugu Qing, let's set off!"

Frieren, holding Dugu Qing's hand, walked briskly out the door.

Fern and Stark followed behind.

After gathering information about the monsters in the village, the group headed towards the only vegetable garden in the village that had not been harmed.

As night fell, the group hid in the bushes, waiting for the monster to appear.

A moment later, a tall, hard-looking steel golem resembling a grasshopper emerged from the forest, carrying a bucket of vegetables on its back, and brandished its powerful tentacles, hacking at the pumpkins in the vegetable patch.

"That's it!"

Frieren looked at the golem and immediately realized that it was a golem created by Flamme in her prime, a thousand years ago.

A thousand years have passed, and it's still alive! It's truly astonishing.

Frieren gave a bitter smile, parted the jungle, and walked confidently toward the golem, her movements agile.

"Hey, Frieren, this is too dangerous."

Stark, hiding in the bushes, shouted a warning.

The golem stared blankly at the slender figure approaching, lowered its proud head, and spoke in human language.

"Miss Frieren, what would you like to order?"

Upon hearing this, Frieren couldn't help but feel a little envious.

A thousand years have passed, and hearing this title again awakens all the memories of living with Flamme, and everything that was infinitely encompassed within her, all with this greeting.

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly as she reached out and stroked the golem's chin, her eyes filled with longing.

"I never imagined that Flamme's golem could still function after a thousand years."

"So, is it a chef? Can it cook delicious food?"

Dugu Qing appeared out of nowhere, tapped the Chef Golem on the back, and looked at it with curiosity.

The sound of steel clanging echoed from above. Dugu Qing smiled with relief. It turned out that a thousand years ago, Flamme was already able to use steel to create Chef Golems.

Therefore, it's not surprising that Alde used Steel Magic to create a large number of robots...

The world of magic is inherently full of infinite possibilities.

"Yes! Even after a thousand years, it's still diligently cooking dishes that people ordered from long ago. It's truly dedicated and remarkable!"

Flamme once prophesied that the world would one day achieve true peace, and on that day, magic would be used to improve the quality of life.

He created Chef Golem and taught Frieren the Chef Golem to control it.

Frieren reminisced about everything from the past. Flamme's meticulous care, even across endless years, still conveyed a gentle warmth, sending a current of happiness through her heart.

"In that case, you should take a rest too!"

Frieren used magic to stop the Chef Golem from operating.

Dugu Qing had always wanted a robot that could help her chop vegetables and cook, saving her time.

The Chef Golem we have now has this function.

He walked to the golem, hoisted it onto his shoulder, and prepared to disassemble, cut it up, and study it, hoping to create his own mechanical golem to take care of him.

"Dugu Qing, are you going to carry it back and put it in your suitcase? No, my suitcase can't fit it."

Frieren also wanted to take the golem away, but reality simply wouldn't allow it.

Dugu Qing revealed his plan.

Stark sighed helplessly.

"So, does that mean we'll be resting here for several more days? Elves are such a hassle."

Frieren frowned slightly, unable to resist speaking up for Dugu Qing.

"I hope you can speak with the same confidence when you eat the food made by Dugu Qing."

Stark gave an awkward smile and said nothing more.

The group checked into a guesthouse in the village.

The following day, Dugu Qing disassembled the golem piece by piece, bent down to examine it closely, and thoroughly analyzed its power system and drive mechanism.

Flamme's magic is exquisite and eye-opening.

Dugu Qing observed carefully and benefited greatly, writing down everything he understood and didn't understand in his notebook.

Most of the parts of the Chef Golem were not of great value. After figuring them out, Dugu Qing gave them to the child, keeping only the core device and putting it in his Spatial Ring.

The group set off again, heading north, getting closer and closer to the empire.

Northern Plateau, Wiesen Mountains.

The group climbed the steep mountain path with great difficulty, finally reaching the summit at dusk.

A cool breeze blew by, Dugu Qing, dressed in white, looked down at the surroundings.

You can take in the vast forest, the white clouds stretching for miles, and the distant horizon that appears and disappears in the distance.

"What a nice view."

Fern gazed at Dugu Qing's elegant, otherworldly figure, her hands cupped around her heart, her eyes filled with adoration.

"With such a beautiful view, let's enjoy some delicious food! Let's have a barbecue!"

Dugu Qing was in a great mood. He collected leaves, lit a fire, and put all the leftover skewers from yesterday on the grill to roast over a low flame.

Wisps of smoke rose in the wind.

The meat skewers on the iron rack gradually turned golden brown under the heat of the flames, releasing a rich, meaty aroma.

Frieren brought out a stool, Stark spread out the table, and Fern poured her treasured juice into a glass.

After Dugu Qing finished grilling the meat skewers, he placed them on a tray and served them at the table.

"Let's eat!"

The group enjoyed delicious food, admired the beautiful scenery and tranquil sky, and wore peaceful smiles on their faces.