The Tone Suddenly Changed-Is This Really Not a Food Anime?

Mo Wang watched this scene, a slight smile playing on his lips. He knew he had successfully ignited the fighting spirit of these people.

And he also perfectly gained the trust of these people.

At least he doesn't have to worry about these people sabotaging him later.

However, when Mo Wang turned around, he found that everyone present seemed to be looking at him with strange eyes.

"Um, I know my move just now was really cool, but please don't look at me like that, okay? It's kind of embarrassing."

Mo Wang couldn't help but take a step back, feeling that these people's eyes looked like they wanted to devour him.

"Senior, what exactly did you just do? Who are those people...?"

At this moment, Mashu walked up to Mo Wang first. Mashu felt she had a lot to say about what Mo Wang had just done, but she didn't know what to say.

"Oh, you're asking about that. I simply healed those people's injuries. It's my fault for being too soft-hearted; I had no choice but to heal them."

Mo Wang spoke to Mashu with a relaxed expression, as if he were saying he had just made a bowl of instant noodles, leaving everyone around him speechless for a moment.

"You just cured him? Don't you have any idea how outrageous what you did really was?"

Roman couldn't help but say something at that moment.

This isn't the first time Mo Wang has done something outrageous.

But something like what just happened is really no different from a miracle.

"I feel like if he actually said that he is actually an angel, I might have nightmares."

At this moment, the Doggy couldn't help but say something to Red A beside him.

To be honest, if he didn't know Mo Wang's background, he would have really believed that Mo Wang was an angel after what he just saw.

"Don't just talk about you, I'm the same way."

Red A understood the Doggy's feelings very well; he had indeed felt the same way just now.

There are just too many flaws; he doesn't even know how to begin complaining anymore.

"It's nothing, actually I learned this trick from another boss of mine."

"If someone were to intervene, they could not only completely heal the people in this fortress, but could even grant them immortality."

At this moment, Mo Wang said, "Don't look at him like this, he still has Path of Abundance, okay?"

Although he admits that he doesn't receive much attention from Abundance.

Even in the Yugi, he only ever had Bailu as his healer.

Abundance probably only occupies less than one percent of his body.

But he also has the heart of a wet nurse!

Red A and the others gave Mo Wang's words very strange looks.

Mo Wang to be a wet nurse? What kind of wet nurse? A combat wet nurse?

If its damage output is even higher than its healing output, can that thing really be called a healer?

Mo Wang: Who says a healer can't deal more damage than a DPS? Let me tell you, as long as the healer can kill the enemy before the DPS gets injured, then there's no need for healing.

"I remember your boss was a big black ball, wasn't he? When did you suddenly have a new boss?"

At this moment, Roman started complaining to Mo Wang again.

Could it be that Mo Wang's boss has many more?

"Uh, not many, maybe a few dozen?"

Mo Wang to say for sure; maybe if a couple more new people come, he'll have a few more bosses.

Oh, who knows, maybe he'll become the boss himself when the next new employee comes.

"Mr. Mo Wang is indeed a good person."

"Indeed, someone with such a warm glow must be a good person."

However, at this moment, Charlemagne and Shi Niang both felt very favorable impression of everything Mo Wang had just done.

They were even completely deceived by Mo Wang's compassionate appearance.

There was no way around it; everything Mo Wang had just done was simply too deceptive. Charlemagne and Shi Niang were filled with admiration just from seeing Mo Wang heal everyone present in an instant.

In Shi Niang's opinion, although her Master seemed unreliable most of the time, he was undoubtedly a good person when it mattered most.

Thinking about it this way, my usual carefree and playful style doesn't seem like such a big deal anymore.

In Charlemagne's view, Mo Wang was practically a saint, willing to expend his own strength to do this for the wounded soldiers.

I realized I had been too subjective before.

Mo Wang truly deserves to be called the Master who saved Human Order.

Well, if Roman and the others knew what these two were thinking, they'd probably just start criticizing them.

Mo Wang is indeed capable of saving lives, but his unreliability and goofiness are also undeniable.

To ordinary people, he might really be considered a good person.

But when it comes to the people around me...

There's no need to say more; saying more would only bring tears to my eyes.

"Senior, shouldn't we be connecting to the Ley Lines next? At this time, we should really seize the opportunity to establish a base."

At this moment, Mashu walked up to Mo Wang. Although she was still not quite sure why Mo Wang was going to spend so much effort treating these people, in order to prevent Mo Wang from causing any more trouble, Mashu decided to urge Mo Wang to get down to business.

"Don't rush, Mashu."

However, when faced with Mashu's suggestion, Mo Wang waved his hand and said, "Before doing that kind of thing, I think it's necessary to sample some local delicacies first."

"Hey Red A, can you check if there's anywhere around that sells chicken wings? We need to grab something to eat first."

"Senior, I already said that there is no such thing as chicken wings in Orleans."

Mashu couldn't help but complain to Mo Wang again.

"Who says there aren't any! Even if there aren't, I'm going to have authentic chicken wings here today!"

"I already said, the birthplace of New Orleans chicken wings is United States!"

Mashu looked at Mo Wang with a mix of amusement and exasperation, wondering why he was so conflicted about the Orleans chicken wings.

Besides, even if there are chicken wings here, you probably can't find the ingredients here, right?

Even Mashu was starting to wonder if the people in this place had any food left.

"Don't worry, the ingredients will be available soon."

"Look, aren't there fresh ingredients over there?"

At this moment, Mo Wang pointed to the distant sky.

"Ingredients?"

Mashu turned around blankly and noticed that she could vaguely see a few Chloe dots in the distance.

"Um, senior, the ingredient you mentioned, it wouldn't be that thing, would it?"

With the Servant's amazing eyesight, Mashu quickly figured out what it was.

Those are clearly the dragons under the command of the Dragon Witch, just like the soldiers said before!

No, does Mo Wang intend to use the dragon as food?!

Mashu at that moment.

This was the first time she had ever heard of someone wanting to use a dragon to make chicken wings.

Is this thing really edible?

Chapter 171 A sudden change in art style, is this really not a food anime?

About an hour later, Mashu was staring in disbelief at the scene in Orleans.

At this moment, Red A was boiling water in a pot, while Shi Niang was holding a kitchen knife and studying how to deal with the flying dragon in front of her.

Even more outrageous, almost everyone in the fortress was staring at the dragons in front of them, drooling.

At this moment, Mashu seriously doubted whether she had wandered into the wrong show; this was not FGO at all, but some kind of food anime.

This art style is just not right at all!

These dragons that flew to Orleans probably never dreamed that their final destination would be a frying pan and someone else's stomach.

I was just following my master's orders to come and eat a few people, but I never expected that I would end up becoming someone else's food.

Where can we even begin to reason with this?

He was a cannibal, but in the end, he was the one who got eaten.

What is this "reversed Heavenly Gang"?

"Senior, is this really okay? Eating tarragon and stuff... is it really alright?"

Looking at the several ferocious-looking dragons in front of her, Mashu asked Mo Wang with some fear.

"Don't worry! Although I've never eaten this before, based on my experience, the taste of these dragons is absolutely top-notch."

"Just wait a few hours, and it should be ready to eat around noon."

When Mo Wang heard Mashu's question, he assumed she was hungry, so he simply gave Mashu a thumbs up.

However, Mashu really wanted to complain; was she worried about whether the dragon would taste good?

Wyverns are supposed to be terrifying creatures, so why does everyone seem so excited about eating them? Aren't you all scared at all?

However, the residents of Orleans weren't really that afraid anymore.

If it were before, they would have run away as soon as they saw the dragon.

However, this time, this godforsaken place is now crammed with five or six Servant, and there's one more hiding in the shadows.

These dragons were truly fleeting; before the locals could even scream, they saw the dragons being killed on the spot.

Honestly, I can't be scared at all.

Mashu looked around. She originally wanted to ask Red A and Shi Niang to persuade him, but she didn't expect that these people seemed to be even more eager than Mo Wang. What was going on?

"Don't worry, I once learned how to cook Dragon Meat from Beowulf."

"The meat of the flying dragon is equivalent to the taste of a top-grade steak, and it also has a hint of chicken flavor. It is a very rare ingredient."

At this moment, Red A heard Mashu's question and also said that Dragon Meat is a rare and excellent ingredient.

It tastes three times better than beef.

"Be, Beowulf?"

Mashu was at a loss for words when it came to how to comment on the matter.

Of course she knew that famous Dragon Slayer.

But the fact that Red A learned how to cook Dragon Meat from that person... isn't that a bit...?

"Um, aren't you going to stop them?"

At this moment, Mashu couldn't help but glance at Charlemagne beside her.

However, Charlemagne chuckled upon hearing Mashu's words, "Isn't it great? To be honest, even in my previous life, I had never tasted Dragon Meat. I'm quite curious about what it tastes like."

Seeing that even Charlemagne was like this, Mashu completely gave up.

As expected, anything involving seniors tends to end up looking incredibly strange.

At this moment, Mo Wang didn't care what Mashu was thinking. He had already taken out a greatsword and was preparing to chop off the dragon's wings.

Mo Wang, wielding his greatsword, skillfully chopped off the dragon's wing, like a seasoned chef. His eyes were focused, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, as if he could already see the delicious meal about to be born. The dragon's wing was huge and thick, covered with hard scales, but in Mo Wang's hands, these scales were as if made of paper, easily peeled off by him.

"Senior, are you really going to use these wings to make Orleans chicken wings?"

Mashu watched Mo Wang's actions and couldn't help but swallow. Although she was still a little uneasy, seeing Mo Wang's confident look, she couldn't help but start to look forward to it.

"Of course, the dragon's wings are the most prized part, with tender meat and abundant fat. The taste when roasted is absolutely superb!"

As he spoke, Mo Wang placed the prepared wings aside, then took out a bottle of special Orleans marinade from his pocket and began to carefully apply it to the wings.