{PS: It seemed everyone didn't really like this storyline, so should the plot move faster from here on?}
Everyone watched in disbelief as Anaxa screamed and fell from the sky. Amid the unending sounds of tree trunks splitting apart, he put on a performance of splitting trees with his crotch. Anaxa then clutched his thoroughly ruined groin and knelt on the ground, convulsing.
"Uh... that looked really painful!"
Phainon and the other male Chrysos Heirs immediately covered their lower bodies in sympathetic pain.
"Theresa, don't let this guy keep humiliating himself..."
Aglaea could not bear to watch either, though Anaxa's embarrassing display was firmly etched into her memory~
"Thou truly hast accomplished a feat unprecedented and never to be repeated. To think thou used the most vulnerable part of thy body to split open tree trunks—I am truly in awe of thy courage!"
Shesis's astonished praise made everyone want to laugh, but seeing Anaxa in such agony, none of them had the heart to do so.
"Heal~"
Theresa merely smiled. Given Anaxa's bizarre mental state, she was not surprised that he had done something like this.
"Then, how about we establish a food review organization called Michelin together with the Village Chief?"
Remembering that her cooking skills were indeed not very good, Castorice made a suggestion.
"Mm, perhaps this king shall participate as well. This king also wishes to become a judge who samples fine cuisine."
Krydrla wanted to join too. After thinking it over, no one objected.
"That makes sense. With a food review organization like this, we can verify what standard the dishes we cook have reached."
Cyrene nodded as well, agreeing with Castorice's idea.
"This old woman has no objections, but wouldn't it be a bit over-the-top to establish a food review organization just for the only