Tiamat's cooking was basically all seafood, and all of it was deep-sea species.
Yuan Shikai had traveled through more than half of the Scandinavian Lostbelt, but he had not found a single place that met the standards for gathering ingredients.
Still, that was a minor matter, and Yuan Shikai had no intention of dwelling on it.
Suddenly, he saw Napoleon dragging his fat body toward him at top speed. Though his figure had gone out of shape, he was not slow at all.
Napoleon said, "You're finally back. I've communicated with Tiamat, and in a little while, she can spare some time to talk with you."
Although Tiamat's route was not fixed, there were still certain patterns to her movements.
Napoleon had successfully predicted Tiamat's route for the day three villages in advance.
Seizing the opportunity, Napoleon asked Tiamat, who was cooking, to spare an hour to speak with Chaldea.
He had originally thought the busy Tiamat would refuse, or simply brush him off.
Unexpectedly, Tiamat thought about it briefly and readily agreed.
Now that matters had been settled on Tiamat's side, Chaldea could not find Yuan Shikai no matter what.
Fortunately, Yuan Shikai had finally returned, so Napoleon hurried over to notify him.
Seeing Napoleon panting for breath, Yuan Shikai felt no sympathy at all. Instead, he wanted to laugh.
Suppressing the urge to burst out laughing, Yuan Shikai said he understood and would go immediately.
Tiamat was halfway up the mountain, holding a ladle taller than a person as she stirred the huge pot.
When Yuan Shikai approached, he noticed that a large squid seemed to have just been butchered on the table beside Tiamat. There were even squid tentacles larger than a hand lying on the tabletop.
Yuan Shikai was about to speak, but he struggled over