The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 442 A Shared Dinner

Zizi's face turned red, but Moran smiled with relief.

It has never spoken such a long phrase in one breath before!

I guess I just lacked motivation to study before.

Now that there's a younger brother, the eldest brother is more motivated to study!

Today it was her turn to prepare dinner again. Having solved the two little ones' study problems, Moran was in a great mood. In a rare moment of good spirits, she used her culinary magic to make everyone's favorite dishes.

Not only the four witches had them, but their demonic servants also did.

When it was time to eat, Lilith, Vasita, and Sylph arrived.

"Crack! You!"

"Squeak! It's me!"

"Click!"

"Yes, it's you!"

"Squeak!"

"No, it's me, Squeaky!"

……

As soon as I entered the tent, I heard a squeaking sound. Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw the little silver skeleton sitting with the squeak.

"Moran, is your dead servant ready?" Vasita asked towards the restaurant, where Moran was.

“Hmm! The little skeleton is called ‘Kaba,’ and Squeaky is teaching it the common language,” Moran said. “Come and eat! Everything is ready, you can eat now.”

He also called out, "Squeak! Crunch! Come and eat!"

Apart from its bones being plated with silver and a yellow gem on its head, the little skeleton moved around much like an ordinary low-level skeleton.

But what the heck is learning a common language?

What could it be if not a flashcard for recognizing characters?
"You're not planning to use the only simple skill a low-level skeleton has—the ability to learn Common Language—once it's used for that, are you?" Lilith asked Moran.

“That’s right! Once it learns the common language, its spirituality will grow, and it will be able to read and learn things on its own,” Moran said. “Instead of teaching it a skill, it’s better to teach it the ability to learn skills on its own. That’s what we call teaching a man to fish rather than giving him a fish.”

Lilith, Vasita, and Sylph all fell silent.

While the statement itself is correct, it's problematic that it was directed at a skeleton undead servant.

Being unintelligent is practically a flaw etched into the undead race.

Even ghosts don't possess innovative wisdom.

Skeletons are even worse; they can only learn a limited number of things.

As a result, Moran actually came up with the idea of ​​having his skeleton servants learn languages ​​and then study on their own through books, practically trying to cultivate them into scholars.

“Moran, have you gone so far as to even target the dead servants?” Vasita said.

“That’s terrible,” Lilith said. “Even your dead servants have to read books.”

Sylph shook her head silently, her expression one of utter shock.

"Don't you really think this is a good idea?" Moran asked seriously.

“I simply can’t imagine what it would be like to sit with fried rice and spicy hot pot while reading a book!” Vasida said.

“The strength of a Death Servant lies in its fearlessness of pain and injury, and its willingness to carry out its master’s battle orders without regard for consequences. Instead of teaching it to fight, you’re teaching it the Common Language. Isn’t that putting the cart before the horse?” Lilith said.

“I don’t need it to protect me yet,” Moran said.

Whether they are magical pets or undead servants, she raises them with care and is unwilling to let them risk their lives to fight.

“Being your summoned creature and undead servant is quite wonderful,” Sylph said. Due to differing opinions, they didn't discuss it further.

Each witch is different and has her own choices.

"Alright! Time to eat!" Moran said, "I told you to bring your magical pets and undead servants with you for dinner, did you bring them?"

"Yes, I brought one." Vasita asked curiously, "Bringing a magical pet is one thing, but why bring a dead servant? Can't dead servants eat?"

"Look! This is where you eat your fried rice!" Moran pointed to the spot next to the high chair and said, "It's the same place as the high chair."

Moran lifted the silver lid from the plate in front of her, revealing a fist-sized, crystal-clear object inside: "Soul Essence Pudding! How about it, is it edible?"

The essence of fried rice is the shape of a poached egg, while the essence of kaba is the shape of a five-pointed star.

Vasita was completely impressed by her, and even used molds to create different shapes from the essence of her soul.

But it is indeed something that undead creatures can eat.

The squeak is located next to the kaba, and it serves a chilled bamboo wine drink.

However, it is currently controlling Kaba to maintain table manners and not touch the essence of the dish on the plate.

Moran waved to Beryl above Sylph's head and pointed to the small mini flower table placed directly on the dining table, saying, "Beryl, this is your seat!"

Bi'er flew over, sat on the chair that was the perfect size for her, and lifted the lid of the meal.

It's a fruit salad with a glass of juice.

"Wow! Thank you, Moran!" Bi'er exclaimed happily.

They are all her favorite food.

"Where's Xiao Teng? Your spot is over here," Moran called out.

Lilith raised her hand, revealing her wrist: "It should like it too."

The vampire vine on her wrist had already sprouted a small tip, pointing towards Moran's finger, clearly indicating that something was attracting it.

There was a flowerpot on the chair at that spot, and a large dinner plate on the table in front of it.

After the vampire vine jumped into the flowerpot and landed, it stretched out a vine to lift the lid, revealing a pile of large, green rice dumplings inside.

However, the vampire vine, which only loves raw meat, was somewhat restless.

“This is a blood and flesh zongzi!” Moran said. “It’s filled with fresh blood and flesh.”

Needless to say, Lilith, Vasita, and Sylph also had their favorite foods laid out in front of them.

Even without Moran saying anything, they all knew where their place was.

While enjoying their dinner, the women kept an eye on the situation with their magical pets and undead servants.

Bi'er is one thing, fairies are an intelligent race with their own etiquette, and they eat very elegantly.

Surprisingly, the others also ate quite politely, which was quite different from their usual eating habits.

I scooped up the essence of the fried rice with a small spoon and ate it bite by bite.

The vampire vine even wrapped a knife and fork around itself, speared a zongzi (sticky rice dumpling), placed it at its feet, and then its roots burrowed into it. In no time, only a piece of zongzi skin remained. It then politely twisted the skin between two vines and threw it into a trash can in the corner of the restaurant.

Because there are no bones, the flowerpot is also very clean.

Only the little skeleton wasn't very good at using utensils, but it sat there obediently, waiting for Squeak to feed it.

Squeak, with a straw in its mouth, slurped up bamboo wine while using a small spoon to scoop up the essence of souls and feed it into Kaba's eye sockets.

The contract conveyed the joyful emotions of the magical pets and undead servants, and Vasita and Lilith realized that, in fact, after spending a long time together, the magical pets and undead servants would also imitate their master's behavior. They were always paying attention to their master and longed to eat with her.

Even if they can't eat the same things, sitting together at the table makes them happy.