Bab 550: If You Lose, You Have to Call Me Daddy

That figure was none other than Evan, who had said that he was going on ahead to do some scouting. He was holding the kebab that he had just plucked from the tree, and was sniffing at it with an entranced look. His attention was entirely focused on the kebab, so he didn't notice Mag in the distance.

Do I eat it or not? Is it really as delicious as they say? Evan wore a conflicted expression on his face. After hesitating momentarily, he gave in and bit off a cube of beef, upon which his eyes immediately lit up.

The beef was still slightly warm, and its tender texture had been perfectly preserved by the rich delicious sauce. Beef that was this delicious had gone beyond his realm of imagination.