The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 415 The Strange Pig's Hundred Flavors Sausage

“Witches have a longer initial lifespan than sorceresses, do you really need to work so hard?” Celia asked. “There’s plenty of time in the future!”

Lilith, Vasita, and Sylph all looked at Moran.

They work so hard because they have a "King of Curry" by their side!

“It’s not hard at all!” Moran said. “I find everything about Valencia very interesting to learn.”

"Interesting?" Celia asked. "What's interesting about it?"

“Amazing magic, all sorts of races, all sorts of civilizations and cultures, all sorts of strange creatures—it’s all so interesting!” Moran said.

"It's fine if you find magic interesting, but do you also find those complicated and boring theoretical knowledge interesting?" Lilith asked, puzzled.

“Actually, I think magic is only most interesting for the moment you learn it; after that, the practice becomes less and less interesting,” Vasita said.

Sylph and Celia nodded in agreement.

"Maybe it's because I learn very quickly, so it hasn't gotten boring yet!" Moran said.

"How fast do you learn? You don't even have time to get bored," Celia asked, puzzled.

"It's about the level of memorizing something after just one glance!" Lilith told her.

“If I could do that, I probably wouldn’t find reading boring,” Vasita said.

Celia was extremely envious: "Isn't this the same as Ms. Tracy's shorthand technique? But shorthand consumes too much magic power. It takes a lot of magic power to memorize a whole book. Do you really not consume any magic power at all when you memorize so much?"

Moran shook her head: "No."

Perhaps it did happen, but that little bit of consumption was just a drop in the ocean for her mental strength, and she basically didn't feel anything.

Celia asked the same question as Lilith and Vasita: "Can't this ability really be turned into witch magic?"

“It probably won’t work,” Moran said.

Her photographic memory comes from a massive amount of mental energy; she can't just share that mental energy with others, can she?
She only has one unit of mental energy. If she uses too little, she won't achieve the effect of photographic memory. If she uses too much, she won't be able to use it herself.

“Didn’t you say before that you strive to become stronger?” Sylph said.

“Being strong is just the ultimate goal of learning; the learning process is also full of a sense of accomplishment and fun!” Moran still feels a sense of novelty and curiosity about Valen.

This is probably the longing and curiosity of Earthlings who have never been exposed to magic!

I always feel that learning something is a gain, and the more I learn, the more interesting it becomes.

Celia could tell from Moran's expression that she genuinely believed it: "Even the most learned human mage isn't as eager to learn as you!"

She couldn't help but reflect on whether she had been too lax in her daily life.

"Let's go! Time for breakfast!"

After finishing her meal, she planned to go into seclusion and study diligently.

Celia's witch's house may look unassuming from the outside, but it is exquisite inside. From the murals to the furniture and soft furnishings, every part is decorated with rich colors and intricate patterns, taking maximalism to the extreme.

The combination, though varied, was not chaotic; it had a lively and vibrant feel. Upon arriving at the restaurant, Vasita looked at the contents of the large silver platter on the table with a curious expression: "What is this?"

"Could it be sausage?" Moran asked uncertainly. "Is that a sausage casing?"

The plates were filled with things about the thickness of a baby's arm, resembling Blue Star sausages wrapped in casings.

However, the casing is a strange color; it's black.

“That’s right, this is a special sausage made from the casings and pork of the Black-bellied Pig. I guarantee it will suit everyone’s taste,” Celia said.

She wasn't actually very good at cooking magic, but it was precisely because of this that she collected some simple, easy-to-make, and very delicious recipes.

Today, in order to show off her skills in front of the little witches, she took out her treasured black-bellied pig and made this plate of pig sausage with various flavors.

Celia was very confident about the sausage, but Moran, Lilith, Vasita, and Sylph were a little apprehensive. The sausage was dark and didn't look appetizing at all.

The witch they just met wouldn't play a prank on them, would she?
With that thought in mind, Vasita picked up a sausage, took a bite with a death-defying attitude, and then her eyes suddenly lit up: "It's so delicious! But why does it taste a bit like roasted red-eyed bird wings?"

"Really?"

Roasted red-eyed bird wings are highly praised by everyone who has tried them.

Moran, Sylph, and Lilith immediately felt reassured and began to try it.

Moran took a bite, but then looked puzzled.

Her change in expression was so obvious that Lilith, who was about to eat, couldn't help but pause: "What's wrong?"

"How come it tastes like Mom's cooking?" Moran said.

What's even stranger is that it doesn't taste like the food Shana's mother made, but rather like the food her mother, the headmistress, made in her previous life.

She even glanced down at the black sausage that had been bitten open. It was indeed meat inside, but it tasted like the fried egg that the headmistress used to make, buried under noodles.

That was a simple yet incredibly precious taste deep in her memory.

It's a taste that she can never recreate no matter how hard she tries to learn to cook.

"I can taste the flavor of the Elf Pot Fruit!" Sylph said, "It's such a nostalgic taste! My dad used to bring me a few back from the Elf Kingdom when I was little, and once they were gone, they were gone."

Lilith grew increasingly puzzled as she listened: "How can this sausage have so many different flavors? Wait, does the 'hundred flavors' in 'Strange Pig Hundred Flavors Sausage' mean that everyone will taste it differently?"

Celia smiled and nodded, saying, "The Qizhu Hundred Flavor Sausage has a hundred flavors for a hundred people, and everyone can taste the flavor they crave most."

Upon hearing this, Lilith didn't hesitate any longer. After taking a bite, she exclaimed in surprise, "It tastes just like my favorite spicy hot pot duck blood!"

The group ate the Qizhu Baiwei Sausage with the gusto of starving ghosts, finishing off a whole plate of sausage.

Celia was very satisfied; she had achieved her goal for the day.

It was so delicious that Moran didn't remember to ask Celia where the Black-bellied Pig came from until she finished breakfast, and whether the Pig's Hundred Flavor Sausage was her secret recipe. She also wondered if she wanted to collaborate with Celia and put it on the card shop for sale.

"The Black-bellied Strange Pig is a specialty of another world, and the Strange Pig Hundred Flavors Sausage is a recipe I learned from that other world. It should be considered a unique recipe in Valen. However, my last stock of Strange Pig meat and sausages has been made into Strange Pig Hundred Flavors Sausage, and I have just eaten it all."

After Moran explained the uses of the low-level management card, Celia looked pained and said, "I should have kept some! That way, I could eat the Strange Pig Sausage whenever I wanted, without having to go to that other world to catch Black-bellied Strange Pigs!"