"A cook?"
Radeus stared at the man before him, his eyes full of suspicion that said, "Are you fucking kidding me?"
"What kind of cook are you?"
"Malevolent Shrine?"
The information from his Six Eyes told him that the man before him was not to be underestimated.
His presence was as fathomless as the sea, with undercurrents hidden beneath its calm surface powerful enough to overturn heaven and earth.
It felt like standing before a dormant volcano. You knew it was quiet now, but you knew even better what it had once destroyed.
If he had not just powered up, Radeus probably would have drawn his blade on reflex the moment he saw this man.
That alone was enough to show just how strong the man before him-Randolph Marianne-was. He might even have been stronger than Rujierd.
Besides, what normal cook could wander around the dangerous Demon Continent alone?
Did he think all cooks came from Toriko?
"Hahaha, what an interesting brat. I understand every word you say, but put them together, and I haven't the slightest idea what you mean."
"Are you some kind of scholar?"
Amused by Radeus's wary, bewildered expression, Randolph rubbed the back of his head with one hand and laughed heartily, his hearty laughter completely at odds with his gloomy, handsome face.
Seeing that the man before him seemed to mean no harm, Radeus relaxed as well.
"By the way, are you planning to keep chatting with me naked?"
"Confidence is a good thing, but you're still nowhere near matching me!"
Randolph suddenly narrowed his eyes, his gaze drifting slowly downward to stare straight at Radeus's lower half, a hint of amusement appearing on his face.
"Holy shit, you middle-aged creep, don't peep at kids!"
"And who are you calling small?!"
Blushing, Radeus scrambled to