No one disliked being praised.
Chefs were no exception.
Especially when such praise was sincere, it would make the recipient genuinely happy.
"If you want to eat my food, you can come anytime, but not today."
"I only cook one meal a day."
"Remember to make a reservation before coming."
Blade Boss said with a smile.
There was a natural warmth in his tone, rather than the hidden distance beneath his previous politeness.
"All right."
Qin Ran nodded.
He did not dislike reasonable rules.
Besides, he had a rule of his own: never accept free meals.
"If you run into any trouble, you can come to me."
"As long as it is within my power, I will help you solve it. Consider it payment for the meal."
Few people could attain cooking nearly equal to Mimosa's. In a dungeon world without Mimosa, Qin Ran did not mind putting in a little extra effort to taste this level of cooking a few more times.
"This is a favor I owe you. There is no need for payment."
"Besides, your choice has already made me feel indebted."
"Then I'll give you a warning as compensation."
"Be careful of the Nored Church and... the Hypnotists Association."
Blade Boss frowned and spoke very seriously.
He almost pronounced the final sentence word by word.
"Mm, I understand."
Qin Ran was not surprised in the slightest.
Whether it was the Nored Church or the Hypnotists Association, they were essentially the same in Qin Ran's eyes... strangers. The only difference was that he had clashed with the Nored Church, which had an abysmal reputation, but that did not mean Qin Ran would draw closer to the Hypnotists Association.
Even if the Hypnotists Association and the Nored Church were enemies, casually joining one side before truly understanding the