Multiverse Adventure – My Journey Begins in Danmachi 22

Multiverse Adventure – My Journey Begins in Danmachi 22

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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Chapter 22 Old Soldier

“Oh oh! Little guys! Drink it quickly!”

After Riveria and others sit down, Loki kicks the table with his foot, lifts a glass of wine in one hand, and roars like an orc.

“Oh oh!!!”

“Drink!”

Forty or more members of the team hold glasses filled with water or alcohol, bellowing at a deafening volume and nearly tipping over the roof.

It’s probably only then that Familia members will fawn over their own quirky Chief God.

After handing over food distribution work to a black-haired elf woman with a shoulder cloak and a few elves, Noah brings his own food to the corner of the dining hall.

What about introductions?

Noah stops after walking less than ten meters, having greeted them more than ten times. It seems unnecessary.

Sipping a spoonful of soup into his mouth, Noah can’t help but enjoy it slightly with a furrowed brow.

Hmm! That’s me!

For an Adventurer who lives life on the edge every day, the most important partner is their weapon in hand and food in their belly. Most Adventurers spend their earnings on these two things.

As one of the two major Familias in the city, Loki Familia doesn’t skimp on meals. All ingredients come from the “Demeter” Familia outside the city.

Demeter Familia often collaborates with Loki Familia to obtain special food materials from dungeons, using divine knowledge and Familia techniques to improve cultivation. The freshness of these ingredients far exceeds ordinary farm-grown foods.

Even if Demeter Familia doesn’t have the intention, they still heavily stockpile external grain in Euler’s market.

That’s probably it—kill you, and it’s none of your business?

The only issue is that Demeter Familia-grown foods are all very sweet. Maybe it’s just their Familia preference.

However, for Noah, who loves sweets, this isn’t a fundamental problem—it’s more of an advantage.

Of course, Noah likes sweets, but that doesn’t mean he will make all dishes sweet. That would be wasteful!

Any food has its own deliciousness. Noah only needs to bring it out, and that’s the essence of cooking!

After drinking a cup of wine, when Familia members picked up their forks again.

In the previous meal, they had just eaten enough to fill their stomachs. This time, no Familia member was completely absorbed in their food, so various exclamations and praises echoed through the dining hall.

“Hmm! This bread is deliciously aromatic and flaky, especially with this meat juice drizzled on it, mmm!”

“Vegetable dumplings? That’s something I’ve never seen before… It’s purely vegetarian? But I’ve never felt that it tastes better than meat.”

“The meat soup is so drinkable. Even though I thought it was lighter than usual, it’s still very aromatic!”

“Wow! Just this culinary skill alone would make us rich! What do you mean? Loki can sometimes do things too.”

“Hey, just a little thing to tell you: give me a roll of Lay’s chips!”

The Familia members’ jokes and taunts made Chief GodLoki widen his eyes and stuff his mouth with meat strips, muttering nonsensical objections.

In Elaria, a male Adventurer who knows how to cook is a rare species.

It might be better to say that an Adventurer who knows how to cook himself is a rare species.

Otherwise, the west side of Elaria wouldn’t be occupied by an entire restaurant.

While Noah was enjoying his cooking, a few individuals approached him.

“Hey, kid, that lemon meat pie is really delicious. I’ve eaten it two or three times already, Old Man!”

The visitor was an elderly Human man with a face full of wrinkles but a straight and sturdy backbone, wearing a Battle Suit that resembled traditional Japanese armor, giving him the sharpness of a swordsman.

“I am Noah Chalsen.”

Although he didn’t know their identities, Noah stood up and shook hands with the elderly man at the head of the group.

Behind the old man stood a Amazon of about forty years, still holding a large piece of meat with bones intact, and he was tearing at it with a wild expression.

“Ah, son! Your cooking skills probably aren’t surpassed by anyone in Europe. Even if you weren’t an Adventurer, being a chef would be great!”

Noah nodded calmly as he accepted the compliment.

“I think so too. In terms of cooking, I don’t lose to anyone.”

“Oh, son, you’re that confident?”

“On the contrary, I know I’m not very talented, but I’m pretty confident in three things.”

The old man and the Amazon exchanged a glance, with confusion on their faces.

“What are those three things?”

“My looks are great, my swordsmanship is strong, and my cooking skills are excellent!”

After a brief silence, Noah, the Amazon, and a Dwarf male nearby burst out laughing, even overwhelming the noise from others in the kitchen.

Loki also looked on with curious eyes, watching the interaction between Familia veterans and newcomers.

“This kid is really interesting! Loki found a good new person this time. Looks like it won’t be boring anymore.”

“If I were twenty years younger, I would love your Absolute!”

“I’m very moved, but I’m sorry to say you don’t appeal to me.”

A Dwarf named Dain, perhaps due to his species’ traits, immediately noticed that Noah’s plate didn’t contain alcohol, but lemonade.

“Hey, son, why do you drink this bland stuff like an Elf? Don’t men usually drink alcohol?”

For the first time, Noah’s expression remained unchanged as his gaze wandered slightly.

“I think, as a qualified Adventurer, I should always stay Awake and vigilant, so I never touch alcohol.”

Although Noah believed he spoke with perfect clarity, the three of them still showed doubt on the other side.

“Hey! Kid, you wouldn’t……”

“No way? A guy your age?”

“So he can’t even drink alcohol? Hahahaha!”

The three of them laughed even louder than before, and Air was filled with a pleasant atmosphere.

Now, Loki and the others couldn’t hold back any longer. They rushed over to join in the fun.

“What? Something happy happened?”

“Hey! Loki, this kid can’t even drink alcohol!”

“No way?!”

Looking at Loki’s laughter like a bell, Noah couldn’t help but suppress a smile and glance away.

“Hey, kid, life is all about trying new things. Try this? It’s wine produced by the Diernisos Familia!”

Looking at the cup held out by Noah, the shimmering crimson liquid inside, he took a deep breath and accepted the glass.

“Alright, but remember to watch me after I drink.”

“Oh?”

The laughter stopped, and several people curiously looked at Noah.

“I haven’t had a drink in five or six years. Last time, a companion sneaky replaced my drink with alcohol, then……”

“Then?”

“Then I lost consciousness, and when I woke up as Awake, it seemed like everyone around me had gone through a big battle. My companions weren’t just knocked over; some were hung on trees.”

Looking at Noah as he prepared to drink the wine in his cup, all of them suddenly changed color.

Loki’s face, already pale from the alcohol, turned ghostly white as he was struck by Noah’s speed. Adventurer all praised his swiftness, but Loki had no time to spare.

“Wait! Don’t drink anymore!”

“Hm?”

While Noah was confused about Loki’s reaction being too intense, she turned her head along with others to look at the other side.

There, a golden-haired girl was struggling with a fork to roll up noodles on a plate. Her fair face was smeared with sauce.

Noticing Loki’s gaze, she turned her red cheeks and muttered under her breath.

“Loki, I hate…”

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