826. Leaving

"Your Grace Duke Arthur, Grand Marshal Andre is waiting for you on the second floor!" Adjutant Jikir stood waiting at the entrance. The moment he saw David, he stepped forward to greet him.

David looked at the building before him. It was a small two-story structure, utterly inconspicuous despite standing in Origin Planet's busiest commercial district.

As he entered the small building, he found no other guests. Grand Marshal Andre had likely booked the entire place.

Only Grand Marshal Andre was on the second floor; his Transcendent guards were nowhere inside the building.

Out of habit, David had the Shadow Servant inspect the surroundings and discovered that all four Transcendent guards had remained outside the building.

"Duke Arthur, come, have a seat!" Grand Marshal Andre said with a smile, displaying none of the imposing aura expected of the Military's foremost figure.

"Grand Marshal Andre, this is a fine place," David said with a smile as he sat down.

Though the furnishings were old, they were steeped in history. The tables and chairs were all several centuries old. Such an atmosphere amid this bustling district made the place something of an oddity.

"Of course. The chef here is a Cooking Grandmaster!" Grand Marshal Andre said. Just then, an elderly man in a chef's uniform came up the stairs.

"Duke Arthur, this is Grandmaster Banyang. I specially invited Grandmaster Banyang to cook for you in person, so that you may sample the Federation's cuisine!" Grand Marshal Andre introduced.

David curiously looked at Grandmaster Banyang. Banyang's spirit was very strong, nearly reaching 5 points. Such talent was exceedingly rare in the Interstellar Federation.

Someone with such spiritual talent could absolutely become an exceptionally powerful alchemist in God's Great World.

Naturally, only someone with such spirit could attain the grandmaster level in cooking.

"Grand