Original God's Dark Priest

The meal was very enjoyable, and Paimon even sighed at the end that if this was a good thing that only happened during the Windblume Festival, then she hoped that every day could be the Windblume Festival.

Ying just smiled at this. Paimeng was like a child, she was simple-minded and didn't think about many things. She felt happy to celebrate the festival and wanted to celebrate it every day.

But Ying knew that this was impossible. Celebrating a festival is like a break. People stop what they are doing and devote themselves to the festival, using the festival to express their good wishes. This is the meaning of the festival's existence.

But non-holiday days are equally important, because society needs not only consumption but also production. The two are absolutely inseparable and indispensable.

There is no need to explain these principles to little Paimeng, as she won’t understand them.

After calculating the time, Ying felt that it was time to go to the lake to meet up with everyone.

By the time they arrived, the rest of the people were already there.

Seeing Ying and Paimon coming, Albedo nodded: "Yes, everyone is here."

"Sorry, we are late." Ying realized that she was the last one to arrive, so she quickly greeted and apologized.

Not wanting Ying to feel any psychological burden, Shatang said considerately, "No, no, we just happened to be free, so we made some arrangements in advance.

The tent was built by Kelai, and the ropes were tied quickly and firmly, showing professional skills. I could hardly help except handing over materials…”

"Um...thank you..." Cole felt very embarrassed to be praised by Sandu, "This is also thanks to the usual teachings of Master and Mr. Senor."

Before Tinari could say anything, Senor nodded as a matter of course: "Yes, that's what we good adventurers do."

After hearing what Seno said, Tinari held his forehead helplessly: "That's enough...Okay, if we flatter each other a little more, the moon will rise. Everyone sit down."

What matters about a picnic is the atmosphere. Making a fire and cooking are all familiar to everyone present, and soon a simple and delicious dinner is ready.

The group of people sat together happily for dinner. One person worth mentioning was Rimuru, who seemed a little uninterested in eating.

"Slimes don't have taste buds, so they can't taste the ingredients at all, right?" Looking at Rimuru who looked a little resentful, Saphir asked.

Rimuru shook his body up and down, nodding his head. “Oh, I didn’t expect that after coming to this world, I would still be troubled by such things.”

"Well... the laws in this world are relatively stricter than those in your world, and..." Saphir felt a little headache when he thought about the conditions for unlocking Rimuru's human form.

Where can I find a human for Rimuru to eat?

Yes, the only way to unlock the human form is to eat a human body, analyze it with the Predator and the Great Sage, and then mimic that person's appearance. Only in this way can Rimuru obtain the appearance of a human.

But this method was a bit too perverted no matter how you looked at it. Of course, Saphir couldn't really catch someone and ask Rimuru to eat him.

As for monsters, their sense of taste is different from that of humans. Rimuru, who has human self-awareness, doesn't want to eat in the form and taste of a monster, as it would be weird.

"Actually...it's not that there is no solution." Safir suddenly thought of something.

This made Rimuru look forward to it, and the two eyes on his round head looked at her eagerly.

Saphir chuckled and said, "After a while, I feel like there's someone who can solve this problem, but she's not here. I'm going to go find her in a while, and then we can go together."

“Well, we’ll just have to endure it for a while.” Rimuru sighed somewhat resentfully.

The method that Saphir thought of was actually to ask Ying for help. Since the human route was not feasible, he would use puppets instead.

General Raiden and Sniper have normal sense of taste and good physical strength, so it would be a good idea to ask them to help create a carrier as a body for Rimuru to mimic.

The most important thing is that the appearance can be customized. Ying is a technology geek, so there is no problem in changing the appearance of the doll. There is no need to worry that Rimuru will reject him because of his appearance.

In fact, Saphir had considered tying up Babel of the Tanit tribe and feeding her to Rimuru, but doing so was still against human ethics. Babel had no hatred towards her, so there was no need to go to such lengths.

The most important point is that the body prepared for him must be female, not male. It's not that Rimuru doesn't want a male, nor is it that Saphir doesn't want him to become a real man.

The reason... is actually Rimuru's own problem. His great sage does not allow it.

I don't know why, but this skill is a bit weird, just like a jealous young wife who is determined to prevent her owner from having certain functions.

After dinner, a group of people sat around the campfire and started chatting.

Tinari recalled the dishes he had just eaten. The one that impressed him the most was the fried fish with butter: "The fried fish with butter just now was very good. I didn't see how it was prepared, but the flavor seemed to come from more than just the fish itself."

"That's right. Any further speculation?" Albedo marveled at Tinari's sharpness and couldn't help but play the role of a teacher, guiding him step by step.

Tinari did not rule out this long-lost feeling of being taught, and thought very cooperatively: "Let me recall, the smell is pure, not like a complex spice. It smells relatively unfamiliar, like a specialty of Mond.

Among the Mond plants that can be used as vegetables, the lotus is usually used in soups... small lamp grass? "

"That's right!" Albedo nodded. Tinari guessed the correct answer so quickly, which made him very satisfied. "I heard a long time ago that Xumi's milk sauce fish focuses on highlighting the tenderness of the fish meat through a soft taste.

Mond’s spice combinations are not as complex and varied as Xumi’s, but the principle of using natural ingredients to highlight the characteristics of the ingredients remains the same.”

Albedo explained it very thoroughly, and Tinari understood it completely, so he nodded happily: "I like it very much." Then, he was a little embarrassed, "I don't know... the specific ratio..."

Recipes are considered hard currency in Teyvat, and Tinari felt a little embarrassed to ask for them on the first day they met.

But Albedo didn't care about that. He just chuckled and agreed to it: "I'll write a recipe for you."

Seeing the two teachers communicating harmoniously, Sandang also plucked up the courage to ask, "Does anyone want to try the nutritious meal I made later?"

She was a little nervous, worried that it would be awkward if no one responded.

Fortunately, Seno responded to her immediately: "I want one."

With Seno's response, Sandang felt relieved. He looked at Kelai next to him and said, "Where's Kelai? You don't seem to eat much. Is your appetite poor these past two days?"

"Ah... I don't eat much to begin with." Cole hurriedly explained, afraid that Shatang would worry.

In fact, Cole ate much more tonight than before, probably because the remnants of the demon had been cleared out and the body needed to eat to make up for the deficit.

Safir used forest pig ribs, paired them with lotus seeds and lotus pods, added Inazuma's specialty kelp and some seasonings, and cooked a pot of kelp and pork ribs soup.

Kelai liked the soup very much. After eating, she drank a bowl of soup and ate a few pieces of pork ribs. This made her feel like she was almost full.

But even so, her appetite was still very small, about the same as what Saphir ate on a daily basis, except that she ate a little more today.

Sugar nodded and went to prepare a nutritious meal for Seno.

After Sucrose left, Albedo turned his attention to Saphir again: "I remember telling you before that you should eat well."

"I've always been eating well." Safir felt that she was in trouble for no reason, as she was clearly trying hard to eat.

Tinari shook his head in disapproval, "Eating even less than Cole does. How can that be considered delicious?"

"Hey! Not everyone is born with a big stomach like little Paimon." Saphir glanced at Tinari, not prepared to accept criticism.

Ying crossed her arms, thought for a few seconds and asked, "But every time you fight with others, you don't eat much. Can your body really bear it?"

"During the Demon God War, every fight was so fierce that the earth shook, but I have never seen anyone eat a mountain in one meal." Saphir was a little helpless, "The physique of a demon god is different from that of a human being. It doesn't matter if I don't eat."

Kelai didn't understand this. She looked at Saphir with a hint of worry in her eyes: "Is it really okay?"

"It's okay, I can't starve myself to death." Saphir waved his hands quickly, and then looked at Seno for help. Save Seno! Tell a joke!

Seno seemed to understand the message in her eyes and asked suddenly, "Tinari, we saw a white thing walking on two legs on the road that day. Was it Paimon?"

"Ah? Which day?" Tinari thought seriously. He didn't remember seeing any white creature walking on two legs.

Xi'er also frowned and thought: "No, right? If you have seen me, you should have an impression of me."

Seno patiently reminded him, "It was the day we just passed the stone gate."

Tinari's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. He really didn't remember seeing anything like this.

Xi'er blinked her eyes: "Over there at the stone gate... could it be that we saw a ghost at Wuwang Slope?"

"Hey! Are you dazzled, Seno? Or is your hat blocking your eyes?" Little Paimon immediately stood up and started to scold Seno, "I always fly and never walk on the ground! Or were you so scared that you lost your mind and mistook some dirty thing for me?"

Seno had a blank expression on his face, and Saphir was watching the scene with a frown. She suddenly felt that someone might have fallen into the trap.

Sure enough, just when little Paimon was feeling proud and thought he had turned the tables, Seno spoke up: "I thought Paimon had eaten a lot of...'Lo-Lo-Lo Berries'."

Tinari: ...

Cole: ...

fluorescent:?

Little Paimon:?

Xier: ...

Saphir rubbed the goose bumps on his arms and said, "Seno, you really deserve to be the Fatui executive officer. Look, the Fruit Wine Lake is frozen. You are the Queen's most loyal subordinate."

But Seno was a little confused: "Isn't it funny?"

He thought that maybe others didn't understand, so he explained it again: "Because of the falling berries, Paimon fell to the ground."

It would have been fine if he hadn't explained. After the explanation, the atmosphere became even more awkward. No one intended to speak first to break the awkward silence, but Seno was a guy who couldn't read the atmosphere clearly, which made others even more embarrassed.

“Hey, is he telling a joke?” Rimuru asked in a low voice.

Saphir nodded: "Well, it's a pun, you should understand it, right?"

"The great sage has taught me the characters here, and I have almost mastered them all..." Rimuru said, and then paused, "By the way, will there be a penalty for using puns?"

“First deduct the Great Sage’s money and ask him where he got the forbidden knowledge from and stuffed it into your head.” Saphir rubbed Rimuru in his arms in annoyance.

Finally, the awkward atmosphere was too much for Ying to bear, and she broke the silence: "Um...why didn't anyone stop him from explaining just now?"

"Well... this is part of getting to know each other. On the bright side, Seno really does consider you all as friends." Tinari lowered his head slightly, making it difficult to see his expression.

Safir stared at Tinari coldly. She reasonably suspected that this guy wanted to tear up other people's umbrellas because he had been caught in the rain. He was a despicable person.

Noticing Saphir's gaze, Tinari tightened his lips and turned his head away, not looking at her.

Seeing his reaction, Safir became more certain of her thoughts. She was a little mad. How could this be? He made others suffer the same pain he had experienced. How could he still be considered a human being?

He completely forgot about the Three Swordsmen he had created in the Golden Apple Islands.

Albedo had been thinking since Seno told the joke, and now he suddenly said, "Do you want to do an experiment on this hypothesis?"

"What is that?" Paimeng felt a chill on his back and had a bad feeling.

Albedo explained seriously: "Will the native plants of Mond have a systemic impact on the body functions of floating life forms?"

Because the explanation was too academic, Xiao Pai was stunned for a long time before coming to his senses: "Eh? Don't treat me as a test subject! Besides, according to your logic, will I become chubby if I eat Dun Dun peaches?"

“Pfft…Luoluo Paimeng and Dundun Paimeng…” Ying couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

Safir also imagined it in his mind, and then laughed and said, "That's pretty cute."

"Ah! Why are you two like this?" Little Paimon became even angrier. "By the way, Saphir, why have you been hugging Rimuru since he showed up? You always hugged me before! That's too much!"

Rimuru, who was eating melon and watching the show in Saphir's arms, said: "Ah? Why did the fire burn on my head?"

"But slimes are really cute, and they feel really good to hold in your hands." Saphir said, leaning over and rubbing his cheek against Rimuru's head. "It's soft and cool, very comfortable."

Little Paimon puffed up his cheeks: "I want a hug, too!"

"But little Paimon, you can't hold Rimuru even if you stretch out your arms, right?" Ying gave little Paimon the final blow.

Little Paimon became angrier and angrier. Finally, she stared at Rimuru who had taken away her treatment and said viciously, "I'm so angry! I'm going to give you an ugly nickname!"

Rimuru was a little nervous: "Did I really offend her?"

Saphir rubbed the slime in his arms without caring: "It's okay, there are not many people who are qualified to be nicknamed by her, this is an honor."

“Is that so… Then, what’s your nickname?” Rimuru asked curiously.

Ying chuckled and said, "I was planning to start it at first, but Paimon was afraid of being beaten, so he gave up."

“Eh? So you’re just a bully who only picks on the weak and fears the strong?” Rimuru understood this immediately.

This made little Paimeng even angrier, so much so that his already small brain couldn't figure it out at all, and he didn't know what nickname to give.

In the end, it was Saphir who left Rimuru to Ying, held little Paimon in his arms, and comforted him softly, which made the little guy completely calm down.

"Yeah, Paimon will be jealous too." Because a long time had passed, the little guy fell asleep with Sapphire's comfort.

Ying nodded in agreement: "Although he doesn't usually show it, little Paimon is still quite dependent on you."

Cole chuckled: "Compared to Mr. Seno's jokes, little Paimon is easier to amuse people."

Seno was unhappy and put his hands on his hips: "You are prejudiced against me. It must have accumulated over a long period of time."

"No, telling the truth can't be considered prejudice." Saphir gently combed little Paimon's soft hair and complained at the same time.

Seno snorted and said nothing more.

The rest of the group laughed, and the air was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.