Magical Food

To be together with such a person.

It was both a kind of luck and a kind of misfortune.

Fortunately, he was able to witness the beginning of a brand new era, the birth of a genius and monster.

Unfortunately.

His brilliance was too dazzling.

Everyone else became his foil.

He could clearly see the shock and doubt in Rexton's eyes. He could see the ardent adoration in Vivienne's eyes. He could also see the dullness and disbelief in the eyes of the others.

The entire place was dead silent.

Only Lugh was cooking while he taught Clare, "These are called noodles. You can't add too much water or they'll turn into a paste. But you can't add too little or it won't take shape. It's noodle soup. This noodle soup..."

"I understand, Master.

"It's a pity I don't know how to make that big water ball and the big fireball."

Clare looked very serious.