The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 574 Benedict
The next day, a green dragon named Benedict arrived at 199 West End.

He is one of the people Vasita recommended last night, and his bloodline level is relatively good.

However, he is not as good as Igniva; his bloodline level is only at the level of an ancient dragon.

Even so, it's still pretty good.

Among the young dragons with the Ancient Dragon bloodline, who had not yet reached their peak level, Vasita only knew three: the green dragon Benedict, the blue dragon Euphemia, and the white dragon Daphneel.

The others are all young dragons with ordinary bloodlines.

Moran would naturally give priority to those with the bloodline of the ancient dragon.

Moran has scheduled all three of them to dine with this week.

Benedict was the first one.

Upon meeting Moran, the pale-skinned, thin, and somewhat gloomy green dragon, after transforming into human form, asked, "Did you really research a poisonous dish that uses lethal doses of ghost mushrooms?"

That's what attracted him.

Benedict was a bit more picky about food than Igniva; he wasn't interested in anything that wasn't poisonous.

However, apart from the Green Dragon, no one else in this world considers poison a delicacy, and there are no chefs who specialize in using poisonous ingredients.

Therefore, he usually only brings poisonous ingredients to Delicious Island to find a chef to cook for him.

Even so, they are often rejected.

Because cooking with toxic ingredients requires specialized kitchen utensils and tableware, chefs also face the risk of poisoning.

Could the poisonous materials that the Green Dragon brought be ordinary?
Many chefs would probably die from just one whiff of it.

No one dares to take on a business that involves risking their life to cook.

It was because Vashida was willing to take his orders that Benedict became a regular customer at her shop, fighting alongside her. In the process, they became familiar with each other and became friends. Benedict would also often teach Vashida some of the physical combat techniques of the dragon race.

But even the dishes that Vasita made for him were just dishes she was good at, with a few of the poisons Benedict requested "seasoned" on them. She didn't specifically use poisonous ingredients or research a dish beforehand.

So when Benedict heard Vasita's recommendation, he couldn't resist giving it a try.

“Of course!” Moran invited him in while introducing the dish, “It’s called Deadly Mushroom Tower. Vasita probably told you a little about it. It not only requires a lethal dose of ghost mushrooms, but also nine different types of snake glands. Just for the tasting, I had to use a special antidote potion with the meal. But luckily, it tastes pretty good.”

Upon hearing this, Benedict's first reaction wasn't joy or surprise, but rather suspicion: "Why would you want to research such a dangerous dish? And even taste it yourself?"

The green dragons were far more notorious for their treachery and suspicion than for their fondness for poisonous creatures, and Moran was naturally well-prepared for this:
"I've heard that you green dragons have a different palate and like to eat poisonous food. I'm a little curious whether you can taste different flavors in poisonous dishes, so I specially researched this dish. You are the first green dragon to try it. Could you please tell me what the Deadly Mushroom Pancake tastes like after you've tasted it? I want to see if there's any difference between it and what I've eaten."

"I see... Of course, no problem!" Although Benedict was naturally suspicious, he was just an immature dragon who hadn't left Dragon Island much, so even if he was suspicious, his imagination couldn't be that wild.

Just as he couldn't believe that a witch could improve her physical attributes through food, he also couldn't believe that a witch would steal the dragon race's inherited memories for the sake of dragon language magic.

The dragon race's inherited memories are all tailor-made for dragons, and dragon language magic can only be cast using dragon power derived from bloodline. There are even barriers between the dragon powers of different dragon species, let alone those of other races. Who would bother to steal this?

The dragon language magic taught by the dragon race to their descendants and servants can only be learned by those with dragon blood, and even then, it's only a heavily censored version.

As for witches, he hadn't even considered that possibility. Witches already have firework magic, so why would they need to learn dragon language magic?
“Since you’re interested in the Green Dragon’s taste perception of toxins, I’m sure you’ll like this notebook!” Benedict replaced the meal money he was originally going to give out with his own manuscript:

"These are the tastes I recorded while tasting various poisonous creatures. I also tried to research special poisonous delicacies myself, but unfortunately, dragons really don't have the talent for cooking. The things I made couldn't even compare to ordinary food without poison, so I had to give up in the end. This manuscript is of no use to me now."

Moran took the manuscript and looked through it. The manuscript contained not only the green dragon version of the smell of various poisonous materials, but also their toxicity and other information.

Although much of it was knowledge that Moran already knew, it was still quite novel.

Paying for unread books as meal expenses is a negligible bonus; given the quality of this manuscript, it's more than enough.

Moran readily accepted, asking him to wait in the restaurant and even bringing him a bottle of cursed wine from the ghost ship's lower deck cellar for him to taste first.
"I've heard that green dragons are immune to all poisons and have a strong resistance to curses. This wine should taste pretty good to you."

"What kind of curse is this? It smells a little different from the cursed items made by the cursed witches I've tasted before." Benedict could smell the rich, mellow aroma of the curse on the wine even through the bottle.

Moran's guess was correct; curses, like poison, have a different flavor for green dragons.

After Benedict became acquainted with Vasita, he would ask her to introduce him to cursed witches and order edible cursed items.

Cursed items are much rarer than poisonous items, so he has consumed far fewer cursed items than poisonous items.

“I recently seized it from the ghost ship,” Moran said. “Although it’s a ghost ship created by demons, the curses on the ship were naturally born from the gathering of curse power.”

"It's the curse of the ghost ship!" Benedict gained a deeper understanding of Moran's strength.

Just this bottle of wine made him feel that his trip today was complete.

The wine wasn't on the menu for today; it was a "friendly" gift from Moran, but Benedict felt bad about taking advantage of someone else.

In the dragon's dictionary, there is only robbery, not taking advantage.

If you want something and you can win a fight, then take it; if you can't win a fight or can't fight, then trade it fairly.

Benedict took out the book he had originally intended to use to pay for the meal: "Thank you for the wine, this is for you."

Moran glanced at "Sweet Lies: The Synergistic Art of Poison and Rhetoric," and putting aside the nonsensical rhetoric, the poison recipes inside were quite good: "Then I won't be polite."

While Benedict was tasting the wine, Moran poured himself a bottle of antidote potion before starting to prepare the dishes he had ordered.