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Isekai Fantasy: "The Demon King's Gourmet Tavern"

Victor, a once-renowned Michelin-starred chef, finds himself summoned to a bizarre world ruled by the Demon King. Stripped of his ordinary life, he is thrust into a chaotic realm where he must run the Demon King's Tavern, serving a variety of creatures, from demons to mythical beasts. With the help of a magical *Gourmet System*, Victor must master the culinary arts of this new world while navigating the challenges of a tavern owner. As Victor struggles to adapt, he learns that his culinary skills are crucial not just for profit but for survival. When a horde of goblins threatens the village of Stonehaven, Victor teams up with local warriors, including the fierce Grom and the resourceful Lyra, to defend their home. Together, they face unexpected challenges, employing clever tactics and traps to fend off the goblin raid. With each battle, Victor discovers new recipes, forms bonds with his quirky customers, and even uncovers the dark secrets of the Demon King’s realm. As he navigates the intricacies of tavern life and the dangers of this chaotic world, Victor realizes that his true calling may not just be to serve delicious food but to unite the creatures of this realm against a common enemy. *The Demon King’s Gourmet Tavern* is a tale of adventure, camaraderie, and the power of culinary creativity, blending humor and action in a magical setting where every dish tells a story.

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Chapter 69: The Forge of the Flamebringer

The journey from the Obsidian Mines to the Forge of the Flamebringer took them through treacherous terrain. The group traversed jagged cliffs, crossed rivers of molten lava, and avoided volcanic eruptions that threatened to consume everything in their path. The sky above was a swirling mass of ash and fire, casting an eerie red glow over the landscape.

Victor led the group, clutching the Obsidian Core tightly in his hands. The artifact pulsed with heat and energy, a constant reminder of the power they now carried. Each step brought them closer to the forge, a place whispered about in both legend and fear.

"Are we sure this is the right way?" Marcus asked, wiping sweat from his brow. His armor, usually a source of comfort, felt like a furnace in the oppressive heat.

Lyra consulted the ancient map they had acquired from a local merchant. "It should be just beyond the next ridge. The Forge of the Flamebringer lies at the heart of the Molten Fields."