A Smoking Red Tiger
Editor: Henyee Translations
A ferocious spicy aroma wafted through the air, and all of the customers around Schonard were drawn to his spicy grilled fish. Everyone had seen that an insanely spicy option was available, but no one had ordered it yet.
The large grilled fish was over half a meter long, and encompassed almost half the entire table. There was a dense layer of red chili peppers covering the fish, revealing only its head and tail. Just looking at that bed of peppers struck one with the urge to down a glass of ice-cold water, and the aroma wafting from the dish was quite formidable.
It was indeed very insane.
Mag had suggested that he order the insanely spicy level, and he actually did it; he really was a brave warrior. Everyone was looking forward to seeing his reaction after eating the fish. There was an orc who had a medium spice grilled fish, and his leather belt had snapped in half.