The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

"It's getting late, let's eat first." Vena looked at the corpse of the chicken-snake beast as if it were a delicacy.

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No one refused Wiener's offer.

The meat of the chicken-snake beast is of excellent quality, with a soft and delicious taste.

The dangers associated with petrification further enhance its appeal.

With such wild game available, who would want to eat cold, dry rations?

The hunter becomes the prey, and the prey becomes the food.

The snake-chicken beast that appeared before the three of them following the scent would eventually become a delicious dish to improve someone else's meal.

A cleansing spell was cast on the snake-chicken's body, producing a completely different effect than when cast on a human.

The dust and bloodstains on its body vanished instantly, and all its sparse feathers fell off, making it look like a free-range chicken that had been carefully plucking its feathers after being scalded with boiling water.

Felix, who had been looking forward to a meal, didn't sit idle either. He quickly gathered enough dry branches and firewood to build a makeshift campfire.

Venere took out a thin stick of suitable size for starting a fire and held it out to Lisette.

"Hey, can I borrow a light?"

Chapter 66 Vena's Dungeon Meal

Faced with this impolite gesture, Lisette rolled her eyes at Vina.

This guy, who is still completely ignorant about magic to this day, doesn't intend to show the slightest bit of respect after learning a little about magic.

"What exactly do you take magic for?"

"They're not much different from weapons or farm tools, are they? They're all tools developed for survival anyway," Viner replied without hesitation.

Lisette instinctively prepared to retort.

But upon closer examination, I couldn't find any plausible arguments.

After all, she didn't believe that magic was the privilege of a few.

Privately, he also studied how to use magic to improve the soil, with the aim of making the land in his territory more suitable for cultivation.

I could only reluctantly extend my finger.

A tiny flame suddenly leaped up from Lisette's fingertips.

Pretending not to see the dry wood that Viner was extending, he instead threw the flames directly into a campfire further away.

The initially faint sparks gradually spread out, and flames slowly rose.

Zero-ring magic fire arrow, with no limit on the number of uses.

Most magic tricks are not powerful, but if used properly, they can still provide great convenience.

Faced with Lisette's lack of cooperation, Vena could only smile helplessly, throw the useless dry branches into the fire, and then go to deal with the carcass of the chicken-snake beast.

Venere took out a small cleaver from his alchemical backpack, which was like a treasure bag.

When faced with top-quality ingredients, Viner displayed a completely different attitude than when dealing with monster materials, and even prepared special tools for it.

She is so gentle.

Dull, planing: ? ? ?

After its life force was extinguished, the snake-chicken beast's corpse lost the protection of magic essence, and its soft flesh could be easily cut open with an ordinary meat-slicing knife.

Locate the chest area and gently cut open to remove the inedible internal organs.

Then carefully scrape away the old and dead skin on the surface.

Once this step is completed, the pale blue halo will fall at the opportune moment, without any prompting from Wiener.

Now it's finally completely clean.

Even though he's dead, his corpse can still receive two level-one cleansing spells. I really don't know whether to call it desecrating the corpse or performing a ritual to help it pass on.

Even half a snake-chicken beast would be more than enough for lunch for three people, let alone a whole one.

The cleaned snake-chicken beast is cut into appropriate sizes, its surface is evenly coated with spices, and then it is slowly roasted over a low fire until it appears to be covered with a golden-brown coat.

Drizzle with a little hot oil, and the perfect combination of spices and meat is instantly awakened, filling the air with aroma.

“Isn’t this tastier than a radish?” Viner picked up a tempting-looking chicken leg and waved it in front of Felix.

“Indeed.” Felix swallowed subconsciously and reached out to take the chicken leg.

"Listey, you should try some first. You're still growing, you need to eat more." Vena shoved the chicken leg into Listy's hand.

After all that fuss, Lisette was starving, but listening to Venus's comments, she just couldn't feel happy.

The aroma of the roasted meat stimulated her sense of smell.

"I'll let you off this time." Despite feeling somewhat helpless, Lisette picked up the chicken leg and began to nibble on it.

Because he ate too quickly, he accidentally burned himself and stuck out his tongue.

Felix's hand, outstretched in mid-air, looked somewhat awkward, unsure whether to advance or retreat. His slender fingers retracted one by one, almost forming a fist.

"Your share." Before Felix could get angry, Viña handed him another chicken leg.

Felix was easy to coax after all; his slight displeasure vanished instantly, and he bit down without hesitation.

A hamster guards its food, while a hungry tiger pounces on it.

It looks strangely comical.

Even though the heralds have an equally astonishing appetite and digestive capacity, one leg is enough to fill a person's stomach.

After distributing the two legs, Venus unceremoniously took both pairs of wings into her possession.

Braised chicken wings are Venus's favorite dish.

If you don't eat it now, you won't have another chance to eat it later.

The campfire continued to burn.

"Crack!"

The sounds of the three eating mingled with the cracking of branches being burned.

Felix suddenly realized something, and without even wiping the grease off his lips, he jumped up.

"Who's there? Come out!"

Using the half-eaten chicken leg as a sword, he pointed it straight at the distance.

“I mean no harm.” A person emerged from the woods.

He slightly raised both hands to indicate that he meant no harm; his weapon was a battle axe coiled around his waist.

She was carrying an equally exaggerated backpack, which looked quite heavy.

Only a few are willing to buy the largest alchemical backpack; this person was carrying only an ordinary canvas bag, yet his movements were not slow.

A word flashed through Wiener's mind: "natural strength".

"The food you're eating looks so delicious... could I have some?"

The man was also sizing up Vina and the other two.

It was obviously impossible to wear an alchemy mask while eating, so the man immediately recognized Felix and Listy, two prominent figures among the new students.

After estimating the weight of the entire chicken-snake beast, the three of them realized they couldn't possibly finish it in one meal, so the man shamelessly asked for more.

"I won't eat for free; I'll trade you something."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of jade steel the size of his head from his backpack.

“You look familiar,” Felix muttered, letting the chicken leg hang down.

“We met Felix in the ranking tournament,” Baal reminded him.

“I remember now! Your name is Bal, right?” After being reminded, Felix finally remembered the other person’s name.

"Hmm." Baal nodded and remarked, "I didn't expect Felix to remember the name of his defeated opponent."

"Haha..." Felix laughed awkwardly.

Although there was a name-exchanging session before each ranking match, he basically didn't remember any of them.

It's just that the last two battles were won with great difficulty that they left a deep impression.

"Even if we had to do it again, I wouldn't be confident of winning."

After receiving a guarantee that he wouldn't have to commit suicide even if he lost, Felix's desire to win wasn't as strong as before.

“You’ll understand in one go. I’m no match for Felix.” Barr was quite philosophical about it. “If I can make a breakthrough, I’ll challenge Felix again.”

"Since we're classmates, there's no need to be so formal with things like exchanging gifts. Anyway, we can't possibly eat all of this."

Upon seeing that it was someone Felix knew, Viner did not accept the jade steel, but instead invited the other person to sit down.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Baal nodded his thanks, and then sat down near the fire, a little distance away from the three of them.

He took the piece of meat wrapped in oil paper from Vina and began to eat it with gusto.

Baal ate very quickly and very cleanly, and in no time all that was left was a skeleton.

“There’s still plenty left, no need to eat so quickly,” Viner kindly reminded her.

“That’s enough.” Baal took a water bag out of his backpack, took a small sip, and then put it back in his backpack.

"Eating too much can affect your physical condition and judgment during exercise."

"You must be Wiener?"

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Chapter 67 The Inevitable Path

Felix and Lisette have both made public appearances, so it's not surprising that they were recognized.

But it was different for Wiener; otherwise, there wouldn't have been the ridiculous situation where a bunch of people went to the academy dormitory to look for him.

"Have we met before?" Wiener asked curiously.

“No, but I’m guessing it’s you,” Baal insisted.

Although Viner appeared incredibly weak in his eyes, he managed to occupy the position of leader in a star-studded new recruit squad.

It seems that this is the only candidate.

Wiener neither confirmed nor denied it, and immediately raised another question.

"Is Baer traveling alone?"

"Yes."

Why not team up with someone?

"There aren't many students in the first year who are close to my strength, and they're all quite troublesome. I'm actually more efficient when I act alone."

This was said as tactfully as possible because of the presence of the noblewoman, Lisette.

Currently, first-year students who can reach the third tier of strength are extremely rare.

For ordinary students to have Felix and Baal among them is already incredibly lucky; the rest are all aristocratic students.

Nobles who reach the third rank upon entering school are all incredibly arrogant and haughty.

Barr didn't get along with those people either.

“That makes sense. I think Baal has gained a lot from this trip.” Vena nodded, agreeing with Baal’s statement.

Even Viner wouldn't want to see a burden on the team.

What, you're saying the burden is Wiener himself? Never mind then.

"Just lucky," Bal said modestly, scratching his head and laughing. "Besides, anything that hasn't been taken out doesn't count."

"Are you planning to leave the dungeon now?" Viner understood the implication in his words.

“Yes, that’s about it,” Bal said frankly.