The Overlord Journey of the God of Creation

"Sister, add some vegetables." Preya walked to the side with the tray.

She puts the tray of vegetables and mushrooms on the tinfoil—including a hunk of matsutake.

Because of the use of special charcoal, the temperature of the charcoal fire is much higher than that of ordinary flames. The bright red beef becomes darker at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the water evaporates rapidly. Soon, the first batch of roast meat is cooked.

Camelia took out the barbecue and put it on the stone table.

"This is the barbecue sauce recommended to me by the head chef of Nazarick." She put a jar of dark sauce on the table.Use a long spoon to divide the sauce into three small saucers.

"Mom, let's taste it."

Aya picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of beef, dipped it in the sauce, and put it in her mouth.

"Well~" She showed a very happy expression.

"This sauce has the flavor of onion, it tastes very good."

Camelia put more meat on the iron rack and started grilling.

Monitor lizard meat is slower to cook than beef, and it is white after roasting.

"It tastes...really similar to dragon meat." Aya made a simple comment. "Also kind of like chicken."

The two little ice brontosaurs next to them also got their share of barbecue meat, and Camelia threw the meaty skeleton of the monitor lizard into the charcoal fire and roasted it, and sprinkled salt and pepper and cumin on it.

Sitting around the stone table, the mother and daughter were eating barbecue, and time passed by quickly.Their food intake was much bigger than it looked - just by looking at the petrified monitor lizard, there would soon be only skeletons left.

"Ah~ It's delicious~" Aya rubbed her belly and let out a satisfied voice.

"That's great." Aya sighed.

"Mom, are you happy?"

"Mom is very happy." Aya responded with a smile.

At this time, a full moon is slowly rising.

Author's message:

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Didn't eat at night, this chapter reads like masochistic...

By the way, because I feel that the description may not be detailed enough, I put a few pictures, and I remind you to be careful. (smiling gradually ghostly)

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Aya was sitting by the campfire, holding a can of warm milk tea, and she was wearing a light blue waistcoat, which was a gift from a maid in the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick.

Camelia sat on the opposite side of the bonfire, secretly looking at Aya's profile, while shaking the cup in her hand.

What she was holding was a wine glass carved from ice stone, which contained brandy with ice cubes.If the distilled wine with this concentration does not have the [Immunity to Abnormal Status] skill, Aya will probably pass out immediately after taking a sip.

But Camelia won't get drunk so easily. She is good at drinking and likes to drink. She doesn't need [abnormal state immunity], and she still doesn't get drunk after a thousand drinks.

In comparison, Aya, who can only drink coffee, milk and tea, looks more like a child.

Camelia took a sip of the wine and silently looked at Aya over there.

At this time, someone patted her on the shoulder lightly.

Preya walked to her side, and she also held a cup in her hand, which contained high-purity shochu.

Camelia's good weapon is a Japanese sword, and Preya is a typical magician, but Camelia likes to drink Western-style distilled wine, but Preya likes oriental shochu.

They are good at drinking, which probably has something to do with their race. Werewolves are one of the races that can best absorb and transform alcohol.The corresponding race that is least good at drinking is the elves.

The strongest wine of the elves - fruit wine [forest original wine] has an alcohol content of less than ten degrees.

The two sisters clinked glasses, and it was obvious that they were in a pretty good mood now.

It was really a beautiful night, there was not a cloud in the sky, and the magnificent sea of ​​stars shone with wonderful light.Today is still a full moon night, and the moon is big and bright, making the forest at night no longer look gloomy.

Enough firewood was added to the bonfire, and the fire was burning strong enough. Sitting opposite was another stunning beauty in pajamas, drinking milk tea in small sips.

The lower abdomen feels warm after having just eaten the barbecue, and looking at the beautiful woman opposite, it seems that the wine in her hand is even more flavorful-this is probably the same thing as food and clothing and lust.

It's a pity that the stunning beauty on the opposite side is my mother...Damn it, it makes me even more excited to think about it this way.

Camelia didn't realize that she was also a stunning beauty. The younger sister next to her - although her breasts were a little smaller, she definitely deserved the evaluation of a stunning beauty.

Primitive Warcraft is a matriarchal society similar to bees and ants. There is only the difference between the mother god and the ethnicity, but not the difference between male and female, so they do not have the concept of gender like other creatures.

The worship of the mother goddess is one of the few places in the blood of the original Warcraft that involves gender awareness.

"Preya?" Aiya raised her head and made a suspicious voice.

The silver wolf mage girl was staring straight at her at the moment, and that look made Aiya feel inexplicable palpitations, so she asked.

She worries if her daughter is sick.

"Eh?" Preya was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that her eyes were a little too impolite, she turned her head away in embarrassment, and took another sip of soju.

Seeing this, Aya no longer had any doubts, and continued to sip her milk tea.Because of the light from the bonfire, Aya's plain little face was stained with a blush, and she looked even more beautiful.

If possible, I really want to stay like this forever, drinking while looking at the person I admire and yearn for, on this quiet and warm night, time is always frozen...

It's a pity that time doesn't freeze, neither the tenth-level [Time Pause] nor the super-magic [Space-time Stagnation] can freeze time forever.