My Destiny Illustrated Book of the Moon

Chapter 672: The Wise King Explores the Underworld Again
It was as if everything had returned to the starting point, and the uninvited guest who broke into the underworld was expelled by Chi Lei.

If you think about it this way, do you feel a little nostalgic?
I beheaded the enemy general in the midst of thousands of troops, beat up Amakusa, investigated Uruk, saved the people in distress, fought with Kingu, failed in my attempt to wake up Tima, evaded the investigation of the Magic King, and planted trees on the border of the Persian Gulf, and picked some wild vegetables along the way...

Suddenly he realized that the day he had sneaked out of the underworld was actually very fulfilling, so much so that when he was treated the same way as he was more than ten hours ago, Shuoyue was actually a little touched.

Then, facing the real red lightning whose every strike could penetrate the servant's spiritual core, Shuoyue raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Snapped.

The Moon Spirit Kingship in his hand flashed with a faint light, and it seemed as if some invisible spiritual power took effect, subduing the red thunder in mid-air, and then it dispersed like a bird or beast.

No longer powerful.

It was as if he was the master of the underworld.

Long before leaving the underworld, the authority left by the Sumerian gods here was analyzed by the Third Law, the Destiny Atlas and Mooncell. Except for the core part that could not be read, the rest of the functions could be activated by Shuoyue without Ailei's approval.

However, in order to avoid making the little angel angry, Shuoyue never did so.

Speaking of which, this goddess of the underworld did not respond to anything other than the 'polite greeting' when Shuoyue entered the door.

Hiding in some corner again?

Mobilizing the authority of the underworld, Shuoyue raised his eyebrows, then landed at the door of the temple and walked in.

At the corner beside the gate, Shuoyue saw the goddess with golden hair falling like a waterfall and her delicate body wrapped in a red robe, with her back to him, silent.

There was a flower at Ailei's feet.

The petals have fallen, and even the stems and leaves are gradually disappearing...the flowers that once bloomed.

"...It's finished."

Shuoyue guessed the general idea at a glance. After all, the fixation of the third method has its limits. It seems that the wear and tear brought by the breath of the underworld is much stronger than imagined.

The flowers that were expected to wither only after his return withered before then.

Elle must have looked for him anxiously - but she finally discovered that the young man had left the underworld.

Not everyone is like her, forced to stay underground forever. No one would like the underworld better than the human world, let alone a magician who can come and go as freely as the wind.

When the new moon laughs, the goddess of the underworld sits in the temple, silently watching the flowers fall bit by bit. Even though she has supreme authority and controls the souls of this world, she still cannot reverse the withering and flourishing of a flower.

What a painful feeling that would be.

"I'm sorry... It was my negligence." Facing the silent Ai Lei, Shuo Yue did not make excuses, but sat down next to Ai Lei and apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry for making you go through a painful time."

The goddess next to him did not respond immediately. She buried her face in her knees, almost curling herself into a golden fluffy ball, and then tried to respond calmly:
"It's okay. You have nothing to apologize for. I should thank you instead... It's just that flowers cannot bloom in the underworld. I should have known this a long time ago."

A courtyard filled with the breath of death cannot attract flowers that symbolize life. Even the Lycoris radiata blooming on the banks of the Yellow Spring River has no soil for it to survive in the underworld of Sumerian mythology.

"Ah, this... I clearly wanted to make you happy, but in the end my good intentions led to bad results." Shuoyue scratched his cheek in distress. "This is outrageous, this is really outrageous. A dignified third magician actually let someone I care about get hurt... What a big failure."

what did you say?
For a moment, Ai Lei couldn't help but want to turn around and ask the young man about the fallacy in his words. However, after witnessing the withering of the flower with her own eyes, her gloomy personality had completely taken away her vitality, and the girl closed her eyes listlessly, not caring.

Anyway, it's just an illusion.

Yes, it's like a dream... when I wake up, there's nothing.

Including flowers and people.

The goddess, who had not slept since the departure of the new moon, fell into a deep sleep amidst these negative thoughts.

Then, I was awakened by a strange fragrance that seemed to be able to capture my soul.

No, this feeling was mentioned in the information in my memory.

It was a taste that the goddess of the underworld had never tasted before, but it seemed that the girl, who was the carrier, encountered it every day and had long been accustomed to it.

It seems to be called...Caixiang?
When I recall this term, foods that do not belong to the goddess of the underworld but are engraved in my memory emerge one after another.

Rapeseed oil, lamb, beets, cucumbers, crucian carp, figs... "Gulp." She couldn't help swallowing her saliva. When she came to her senses, Ai Lei held her cheeks and covered the rising steam with her hands.

Cold, calm myself.

It's all fake, yes, it's all fake!

This is the underworld, a place where any creation on the ground will quickly rot. How could the things in this girl's memory appear here?

It must be the bait thrown by that young man with evil taste to lure me out.

Me, I won’t take the bait!
On this side, the goddess of the underworld clenched her fists to cheer herself up, while on the other side, Shuoyue was enthusiastically experimenting with new dishes using freshly squeezed rapeseed oil.

"The ingredients in Kamishiro are just different. The lamb is tender and juicy, and the cucumbers are sweet and sour and refreshing... Ah."

He even had time to pick up a few cucumber slices cut by Gan Jiang Moye and put them into his mouth, chewing them with relish. "Salt and oil are roughly prepared, and the light and dark soy sauces are supplemented with mutton and mushroom broth. Hmm, this way, delicious dishes can be made in the Age of Gods."

Only when he was in a good mood would the young man unconsciously use the two emperors' catchphrases. He had come to a completely unfamiliar era. All kinds of fresh ingredients made Shuoyue eager to try, wishing he could show his full level of skills. However, before any step, a platinum-colored light would drip from the young man's fingertips, wrapping around the pots, pans, and plates, making ordinary kitchen utensils glow like treasures.

It’s the third method, I added the third method!
Only the third method can compete with the breath of the underworld. With the previous experience of withering flowers, Shuoyue was not careless at all. With the idea of ​​​​better to be excessive than to lack, he applied the blessing of the third method at all times.

The fragrance wafted in the air, and even the Garula spirit, which was supposed to have no sense of smell, was moved by the news. It pounced towards the temple like a hungry dog ​​hearing the sound of dinner. However, Shuoyue waved his hand and blocked them all outside the invisible barrier. They could only spin around in grievance, making whimpering sounds.

"A bunch of little ghosts, these dishes are for your Lady King of Hell." Shuoyue knocked on the pot and said with a smile, "Besides, even if it is served in front of you, how are you going to eat it? Can a spirit open its mouth and swallow a real body?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Garula spirits that were running around froze in place, and then they wilted one by one and fell to the ground like plastic bags, piling up into a pile and becoming motionless.

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Shuoyue looked at the antics of the Garula spirits, chuckled, and sprinkled a handful of light dust from the third law. Then, holding the delicious food that made the spirits salivate, he walked to Ailei with a confident smile on his face:
"Consider this my apology, goddess. Please enjoy the delicious food I prepared."

This is one of the three traditional arts of the Emiya family (the other two are I Want to Be a Partner of Justice and I Kill Myself). Sakutsuki believes that in front of the EX's cooking skills, even the goddess who is inexperienced in the world would involuntarily let out an "ooh" sound.

There is nothing that cannot be solved with one meal, if there is, then two meals will do!
This confident young man saw the cute goddess, who was as cute as a fluffy ball, trembling slightly. She seemed to be wavering, but in the end she did not move. She just turned her back to him and said in a resentful tone:
"Don't worry about me, Shuoyue. I'm just a stupid goddess who likes to hide in a corner. No one will like me... ah!"

It was not until someone unreasonably pinched her cheek and stuffed a spoonful of risotto into her mouth that she chewed subconsciously for a while. Then Ai Lei widened her beautiful eyes in surprise and looked at Shuoyue who attacked her: "Um, um, um, um!"

How dare you blaspheme the goddess! How audacious! How disrespectful!

However, these scoldings were drowned in the huge waves of deliciousness. When the delicious crucian carp soup mixed with the fragrance of rice grains passed through the taste buds, Ai Lei's brain suddenly went blank, and she was wrapped in unprecedented happiness.

——Then, he started to cough violently.

"Bite the food into small pieces and then swallow it." Shuoyue admonished like an old mother, and brought the side dishes and cut fruits. "As for whether to praise me or criticize me later... let's wait until the goddess recovers her energy before we talk about it."

It turns out you know what you did!

Ai Lei gave Shuoyue a reproachful look, but she really didn't want to be distracted by something that had nothing to do with food, so she puffed up her cheeks, sat up angrily, and raised her chopsticks as if to vent her anger, and picked up the stir-fried cucumber slices.

then……

Tooth white, this is delicious too!
The goddess barely maintained her dignity, her cheeks puffed up like a hamster, while the young man held the tray and watched her with a smile.

However, these two people who controlled the underworld did not notice that, accompanied by a flash of golden light, someone continued to sit on the throne and opened his red snake eyes.

"Hoo... This divine aura floating in the air, has the god of the underworld really returned?"

However, when those eyes turned to the temple behind the seven doors, a subtle doubt appeared in their eyes.

Why, he faintly smelled a strange smell, it felt like...

"Fish soup? How strange! How could there be such a smell in the underworld? Did the goddess come up with something interesting?"

Muttering, the mysterious man took a step forward, but retracted it the next moment.

“No, I still have to conceal my aura. Even I, the king, must be less powerful here…”

Muttering to himself, the mysterious man had no awareness of falling into the underworld, and just like that, he started to move.

(End of this chapter)