Chapter 1778 - He’s The Man Chosen By God!

The Norland Continent already couldn't pull through the current dire situation by putting on a bravado. Therefore, Michael already decided to ask the moon civilization for help as soon as he got to know them.

Kenneth fell deep in thought as soon as he heard that. He didn't suspect the authenticity of Babla and Michael's words. To the Moon Nation, the existence of the devil was equally amazing as the existence of another, bigger world than the Moon Nation.

But now, they were standing on the Norland Continent, so the notion of the existence of the devil didn't seem that difficult to accept anymore.

Furthermore, a teleportation portal existed between the Moon Nation and the Norland Continent, and they had similar languages that enabled them to communicate directly. It showed that the two of them might have some kind of connection, or came from the same origin in the ancient times.

Kenneth wasn't in a hurry to agree. He looked at Michael. "Can you bring us to check out that so-called seal spell formation and devil?"

"Of course." Michael nodded. Kenneth's caution wasn't hard to understand.

"Wait a sec, wait a sec." Babla reached out to pull Kenneth, who had already prepared to stand up, and hurriedly said, "There's no need to rush. Boss is almost done cooking. We can go after we have our meal."

"You. You only know how to eat." Kenneth stroked Babla's head indulgently. He shook his head, and said, "Eating is simply to fill our stomach. If this situation is really that dire, this matter obviously…"

"The roast mutton kebab is done." Right then, Yabemiya came out with a long plate that was filled with a mound of kebabs. She placed them respectively in front of the Moon Nation's entourage.

The rich aroma of the roast mutton washed all over them. The roast mutton kebabs were just taken off the roasting rack. The oil in the fatty meat in between was still sizzling. Roasted sesame seeds and chopped green onions were scattered over them.

Gulp.

Kenneth's Adam's apple moved obviously. Looking at that big plate of kebabs, he couldn't shift his gaze away. He couldn't help but stop even when he was in the midst of his sentence. After a brief hesitation, he continued, "…obviously, we can put this matter aside for a while. I haven't had a meal together with you for months. Royal Father is not in a hurry to go. I will have a meal with you first."

Everyone from the Moon Nation looked at Kenneth with praise. His Majesty was so wise!

"Royal Father, do you mean it?" Babla raised her eyebrows in disbelief.

"Of course." Kenneth nodded honestly, but his gaze was focused on the roast mutton kebabs.

"Alright. For the sake of these roast mutton kebabs, I'll pretend to believe you." Babla shrugged before picking up a mutton kebab. She took a bite and chewed happily. A freshly roasted mutton kebab was the most scrumptious.

Kenneth nodded at Michael slightly before picking up a roast mutton kebab too.

The roast mutton in the world was rather special. He wondered if it was because resources were scarce, but they actually cut the mutton into small pieces before skewering each with a bamboo stick. It was different from the Moon Nation that roasted the mutton whole.

However, the defects couldn't belittle the virtues. He had to admit that this rich mutton aroma was indeed more enticing than the mutton made by his royal chefs, and there wasn't any rank odor at all. Just this point alone was enough to see that this chef was more formidable than his royal chefs.

The food that Babla was so mesmerized with had to be delicious.

With a trial mentality, Kenneth bit a piece of mutton.

The mutton that was just removed from the roasting rack was still hot. Its skin was roasted crispy, while its meat was exceptionally juicy. Once he bit into it, the meat juice squirted in his mouth, and the spices that were on the mutton's surface blossomed in his mouth too. The spring onions' fragrance and the sesame seeds that burst while he chewed made his tongue's taste buds descend into a revelry.

"What kind of heavenly taste is this!!! This taste is simply too marvelous!"

One mouthful followed by another. Even after eating three roast mutton kebabs, Kenneth still felt that he couldn't stop.

His royal chefs had already lost the right to participate in this duel.

As the king of the Moon Nation, he had to admit that he had never tried such delicious food during his long reign.

He flicked a glance at Babla, who was immersed in eating the kebabs, and suddenly realized why she was willing to stay in this restaurant. She didn't need other complex reasons; just this roast mutton kebab had won over many reasons.

Others from the Moon Nation were also conquered by the roast mutton kebabs. They ate one mouthful after another. They thought that it was easy and delicious to eat roast meat on a skewer like this. Roast meat should be eaten like this.

Seems like the taste of the Moon Nation is similar to the Norland Continent's. Mag's lips curled slightly as he watched the people immersed in eating the kebabs. His sense of accomplishment couldn't help but increase.

The Moon Nation's kebabs were served first. The other customers whose dishes were not served yet couldn't help but gulp as they watched the mounds of kebabs disappearing before their eyes.

However, everyone ordered quite a bit of food, so they felt embarrassed to change their orders now. Hence, they could only wait for their dishes to be served.

Mag's actions were very fast. Shortly after the kebabs were served, the Lantisdeans' 10 beggar's chickens were ready too.

Dexter and the people from Lantisde had a reverent expression as they watched Gina carry the beggar's chickens that looked like golden eggs over. They prayed to the beggar's chickens together.

This was the holy object that rescued Lantisde from the abyss of misery!

Gina used a little wooden hammer to break the mud casing that engulfed the chickens reverently.

Followed by a few crisp sounds, the hardened mud casings were knocked open one by one. The beggar's chickens that were roasted to a golden-brown were displayed in front of everyone. The rich roast chicken's aroma spread together with the heat.

Everyone was very familiar with the golden mud casings. It was the key that allowed the Lantisdeans to leave the bottom of the sea.

However, it was the first time that many of the Lantisdeans saw the roast chicken that was within the mud casing.

The rich aroma assaulted them at such a close distance, making it hard to resist.

"Please enjoy." Gina smiled and turned to leave.

"Let's dig in," Dexter said. He got a small knife out of nowhere, and cut the beggar's chicken into 10-odd pieces.

He reached out and picked up a drumstick. Next, he opened his mouth and took a bite. The crispy chicken skin fell apart easily, and the tender, soft meat melted away in his mouth.

A taste that belonged to chicken's tenderness and freshness exploded instantly, and the taste buds surrendered immediately. He couldn't even chew a few more times before it glided down his throat like a naughty chick.

Tender and not dry, which was coupled with a unique taste. This unexpected delicate taste made the usually calm Dexter let out a soft moan uncontrollably.

"Such an exquisite scrumptiousness actually exists! Mr. Mag's culinary skills can only be described as out of this world. He's the man chosen by God!" Dexter looked amazed. Words could no longer describe his emotions. He could only take more bites to express what he felt inwardly.

The delegations from Lantisde and the Moon Nation, who were the last to arrive, were already eating kebabs and roast chickens. They made the other delegations so greedy that they couldn't help but frequently looked towards the kitchen.

This gathering that amassed all the top powers revolved around Mag, the chef. It made people feel a little incredible.