Radeus lay sprawled over the oak table, his face pressed against its cool surface, his eyes vacant, like a shell with its soul sucked out.
"I never want to see rainbow-colored meat again in my life..."
Radeus was now traumatized by the color of rainbows.
"Was it really that bad?"
"I'm sure I didn't get any of the steps wrong."
Sitting opposite him, Randolph frowned slightly, poking the plate of Dragon Meat Nanahoshi Roast with a fork as he studied it intently.
"Rockheart mushrooms, ley-line salt, sour fruit vinegar..."
He counted the ingredients he had added on his fingers, muttering to himself.
Taken individually, none of them necessarily qualified as delicious, but they certainly weren't disgusting.
Yet once Randolph added them all together, they produced some wondrous chemical reaction beyond human comprehension.
Randolph Marianne, a born poison master!
"No, I have to taste it for myself!"
Randolph speared a piece and thrust it into his mouth so quickly that even Radeus couldn't react in time.
"Don't! You'll die!"
Radeus jerked his head up, his pupils contracting sharply, and hurriedly reached out to stop him, but it was too late. Randolph had already begun chewing.
Randolph chewed the meat a couple of times, his cheeks moving as he savored the food, then nodded in satisfaction.
"That's the flavor. Very authentic, though it still needs a little more seasoning!"
Hearing that demonic whisper, Radeus turned green. He pushed himself up from the table and stared at Randolph as though he had seen a ghost.
Any more seasoning and just one damn sniff would kill someone!
Wait, this guy...
Radeus suddenly realized that Randolph was still alive after eating that meat. That was the strangest part.
"Why are you still alive? Are you a silicon-based life-form?"
"A what? ⚆_⚆?"
"Maybe we of the