Chapter 1555 - System, What’s My Calling?

Chapter 1555: System, What's My Calling?

Mag spent the entire morning integrating with the chefs of the main kitchen, and got some information from them.

The majority of the information was already in the Gray Temple's intel. However, as the main kitchen had always been supplying the food for the chief and the nobles in the inner city, they knew the secret history of the palace very well. Under Mag's enticement, they told him many stories about the former chief.

Gary and the former chief, Isaiah, were half brothers. Gary could be considered as a bastard, but because he had the same exceptional talents, he was brought into the palace.

Meanwhile, Connie and Ferdinand were most likely half-siblings too. Connie was the queen's child, but as for Ferdinand, there were still arguments about if he was in fact the queen's biological child.

Apparently, the queen couldn't get pregnant after marrying the chief for many years. One day, the chief consummated with a palace maid after he was drunk, and a child was conceived. The queen killed the mother after the child was born, took the child as hers, and told everyone that he was her son—Young Master Ferdinand.

Two years later, Princess Connie was born.

Of course, this matter was never verified, and could be most probably just a rumor.

There also weren't any related reports in the Gray Temple's intel.

Anyway, this romantic history of the palace was simply a piece of lousy palace soap opera. These royal chefs really dared to talk about anything.

However, Mag had verified from them that Connie and Ferdinand did indeed have a great relationship. They grew up together, and Ferdinand took great care of Connie.

As for Gary, these chefs were obviously very wary. They basically evaded all the questions about him. Even if they did talk about him, it was all praises.

Mag bumped into Hannah in a corner just as he was about to return to the small courtyard.

Mag raised his eyebrows slightly, and then quickly pulled Hannah into a corner to evade two servants who had just passed by.

Hannah's face was pressed against Mag's chest. She blushed immediately when she felt that warm chest and strong heartbeat.

Mag only took a step back after he heard the footsteps went far away. When he saw Hannah's flushed face, he couldn't help saying with surprise, "What are you doing here?"

"I-I came to deliver the wines and spirits," Hannah replied innocently.

"Oh, I see…" Mag smiled embarrassedly. He thought Hannah had snuck in to look for him.

Hannah whispered, "I've already added in the drugs, and I prompted them that this batch of alcohol is more potent, so it wouldn't attract much attention even if the tester got drunk."

"Great." Mag nodded in response.

"I treated a mister with some alcohol on my way here, and I heard him say something terrible happened last night. Powerful enemies attacked the Falk Tribe. Was it the organization?" There was a glow in Hannah's gaze.

"No, it wasn't."

"Oh…" Hannah's emotions obviously became more depressed.

"…" Mag curled his lips a little. He felt a little like laughing. This maiden was really a good comrade that was loyal and expectant to the organization.

"In this case, when will you bring the girl away with you then? Although she is rather well-behaved, she can really drink. She finished a big vat of my rum last night in one go, and she's still knocked out in my house now," Hannah said to Mag with difficulty.

"That happened…" Mag was rather shocked to hear that. He knew very clearly that the rum in Hannah's house was of a very high concentration. Even adult orcs couldn't drink too much of it, and yet that little one had drunk an entire vat. Her resistance to alcohol was astonishing.

Mag murmured, "Please take care of her for another two days. I will decide where she will go after this event blows over. Perhaps her parents are still alive."

"She said she no longer has any parents," Hannah replied right away.

"Then, you'll have to wait for my arrangements."

"Alright." Hannah nodded slightly. She squeezed into Mag's arms instinctively when she heard some footsteps closing in.

"You have to press against the wall." Mag pressed Hannah against the wall with resignation while he tilted to his side, and used the withered vines on the wall to hide them from sight.

"Let's go. Be careful and don't expose your identity," Mag said after the footsteps went far away.

"Mm-hm." Hannah nodded, and quickly strode off with a blushing face.

Mag waited for a brief moment before he continued on his way to the small courtyard.

Walking along the small walkway, an orc who looked like a servant came toward him with a bundle of firewood. Mag stood to the side to let him pass.

However, perhaps the bundle of firewood was too big, but he bumped into Mag accidentally when he walked past Mag.

That middle-aged orc quickly put down the firewood, and slapped away the wood dust that got stuck to Mag's sleeves apologetically. He also stuffed a bamboo container into his hands.

"It's alright. You may go." Mag kept the bamboo container knowingly, and waved his hand in a friendly manner before he turned to leave.

Meanwhile, that orc also picked up his firewood and left.

Mag returned to his room in the small courtyard, and opened the bamboo container. It was the latest intel provided by the Gray Temple's informants, including updates on last night's incidents. The Hairless Monk battled Gary, Kurt, and Darryl and left after injuring Gary. The incident of the mysterious person blocking Basil from returning was recorded. There was also a list of the VIPs who would be here today. It included the chief of the Aug Tribe, Auster.

This fellow Auster is indeed coming. Mag frowned. As the pro-war fanatic in the orc species, Auster always wanted to start a total war.

There was also a hint of Auster and the Aug Tribe behind Gary's rebellion. He could be here to support Gary today.

Once The Falk Tribe and the Aug Tribe had a unified stance, then the orcs would be a race that was going to try their best to start the war, and could no longer check and balance themselves from within.

Seems like I will have to do something tonight. Mag tossed the bamboo container and the secret missive into the burning stove, and started to pace around in the room as he inwardly asked, "System, are you selling the 'Be a man for three seconds'… ptui, the technique bag of returning to my peak power for 10 minutes?"

"Not selling!"

"I'm really paying you. With cash and not Elephantpay."

The system gravely warned, "It's no use even if you pay with cash. Returning to your peak power for 10 minutes is a very important reward. If it happens too frequently or becomes available for sale, it will greatly diminish its value. Furthermore, before the host's body strength could completely recover, a certain damage would be done to your body every time you used this ability. If you used it too many times, it could even cause you to forever lose the ability to recover to your peak strength."

"Then, you should freaking give me the exact location of the black fog. I know it's in the palace roughly, but how am I going to ascertain its position and eradicate it in the remaining few hours?"

"This is the mission's content. Without some difficulties, how could it be called a mission?"

"System, what's my calling?"

"To become a true God of Cookery in this world."

"Then, why am I freaking required to come here to save the world? I am just a chef!!!"

"A true chef has to learn how to save the world besides making delicacies that touch people—"

"Shut up! Piss off!"