The magic cards I made are no problem

"Okay, time to answer the question."

Baron Bacher said with a smile as if he had stopped the countdown to the death of the demon student.

"..."

"There are...onions, carrots, bay leaves, thyme, red wine, black pepper..."

The devil student replied tremblingly.

He was very painful and kept recalling the taste he had just tasted.

The taste is too complex.

Every bite is obviously delicious.

But this meal will not bring any happiness at all, only endless despair and fear.

As if that was what Baron Bacher really wanted him to taste.

In the end, he gradually began to guess at random, but the more he guessed, the more he realized that he had deviated from the correct answer.

The smile on Baron Bacher's face became more and more indulgent, and the corners of his mouth had already curled into a terrifying arc.

"It's a shame, you only got 37% of the answers right, you're not a real foodie."

The sound of the sentence full of joy rang out in the classroom.

After the words fell, Baron Bacher's neck suddenly stretched.

His skin was easily torn like a packaging bag, revealing the faint green scales underneath, as if he had turned back into a monster.

The well-dressed baron began to shake his eerie long neck, and smiled with his frightening face, staring at the ashen-faced demon student.

Finally, Baron Bacher seemed to have had enough of appreciating the demon student's desperate look.

His head became extremely huge, and he opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the demon student like lightning.

One bite!

Demon student gets swallowed whole by Baron Bacher!

No resistance.

"Crackling, knocking."

Baron Bachel chewed a few times with enjoyment, and swallowed the big meal that belonged to him.

After a burst of swallowing with great enjoyment, Baron Bacher seemed to be extremely happy, his eyes rolled upwards slightly, and he laughed and retracted his neck.

He said it at the beginning.

This is his dinner party.

......

In the moments that Baron Bachel enjoys a wonderful dinner.

Although Cornelia has a poker face.

But I began to feel a little anxiety in my heart.

She was probably convinced that she couldn't beat Baron Bacher.

In case the ingredients are not tasted later, I don’t know if we can work together with Durkan to restrain Batchel.

She looked at Durkan.

The two looked at each other.

She found that Durkan still maintained the same expression, leaning back against the chair like a chess player.

This made Cornelia feel relieved.

Durkan should already have an idea.

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## Author's Note:

Retweet from friends~ The following is a brief introduction:

Bridal list preview: Senshouzhuji Senshoufei Ye Uchiha Madara Uchiha Izuna

(Stable daily updates, occasional burst updates)

My name is Uzumaki Naruto, male, my sister is Naruko Namikaze, and my younger sister is Uzumaki Mianma. I live in Room 2, Building 1001, Tuandou Garden, Tuandou Street (bushi)

My sister doesn't know me, and my sister doesn't know me, but I have a blond animal-eared loli who claims to be Kyuubi trying to lie to my body all day to accompany me...

Hinata Ningning?Uchiha Satsuki?

………………

Now is the battle of the Valley of the End, Naruko VS Sazuki

This battle will determine the issue of the man's ownership, and by the way, decide whether to deal with the five shadows and the future development direction of the ninja world...

Warning: This book contains a moderate amount of secondary creations (referring to girly elements: Naruko Kyuubi Sazuki Ning Ning Snake Princess Bai Inarika Kashi Koto... will be added later)

Title of this book:

"I, Naruto Uzumaki, Master of Hard Food and Hard Food"

"What's wrong with my sex change to Hokage?" "

"The Naruto of N Equal Score"

"My Sister Can't Be Naruko"

"The Shura Field in Naruto"

"The Girly Naruto from Uzumaki Naruto"

"Ninja Knowledge Encyclopedia"

Portal: "I, Uzumaki Naruto, Master of Time Management"

Volume 019 Devil Academy Tales: [-] The Wonderful Cooperation of Durkan and Cornelia

Baron Bacher shook his neck and straightened his tie again.

Confirming that the tie knot was perfectly centered, he smiled again at the remaining two.

It seems that he has returned to his original gentleman appearance.

"Then who will come next?"

Baron Bachel asked in a gentle and steady tone, as if nothing happened just now.

"I come."

Durkan raised his hand without hesitation.

"very good."

For the new round of dangerous games, the students became more active, and Baron Bachel was a little surprised.

Often after the first round, the remaining students start to panic.

But look at these two, not only very calm, but also very confident.

However, the more this happened, the more interesting Baron Bachel found it.

He laughed again.

Unexpected twists are often the best seasoning.

For hunters, the rarer the prey, the more valuable it is to catch.

Baron Bachel picked up another plate, walked around the edge of the long table politely for an hour, and walked to Durkan's side.

He gently raised his hand, and lifted the silver plate cover for Durkan.

This is a completely different dish from the previous one, with a tempting aroma, golden color, and clearly visible crispy texture.

The outside of the barbecue is covered with a layer of crispy shell, which glows faintly under the lamp.

It seems that there is magic attached to the plate cover, and even after a period of storage, it will still maintain the freshness of the meal.

Durkan resisted the urge to pick up the plate cover for analysis and research, and focused his attention on the food.

He sat upright, picked up the knife and fork, and cut the food without haste.

Every time he puts a small amount of food into his mouth, he chews it lightly.

Well, the skin is crispy and layered, and the roast meat inside is tender and juicy, with the sweetness of cheese.

What a perfect late night snack.

The whole process lasted 5 minutes.

He put down the knife and fork, picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth gently.

"good."

Durkan leaned back in his chair again and commented.

He even wanted to take out his wallet and hand Baron Bacher a tip.

Yet he refrained.

Baron Bachell was surprised by Durkan's attitude.

He had never seen students so leisurely in the cooking classroom.

There was no panic at all, but it was like a distinguished guest evaluating the chef's level.

Am I here to treat him to dinner?

Is he a true foodie, or is he just out of his mind?

"Hehehe."

Baron Bacher couldn't help laughing.

Surprised, he felt a little excited.

It is extremely novel prey.

He was looking forward to seeing this calm student's expression change from calm to despair, and then beg for mercy.

I really want to crush this calm face.

"Then what's the answer?"

Baron Bachel asked Durkan with a smile.

"My answer is—"

"Yes, poison, eat, move."

Durkan leaned back in the chair, crossed his legs, and said.

"Is that your answer?"

Baron Bacher frowned, as if he suspected that he had heard something wrong.

"Yes."

Durkan replied blankly.

This made Baron Bachel stunned for a moment.

What does "can, poison, eat, move" mean?

In any case, this has nothing to do with the correct answer!

At this level, are you still so arrogant?

Are you kidding me?

You don't know it at all, do you?

Death is imminent, but you decide to enjoy the food with your heart?

Baron Batchel looked at Durkan, who until now still looked calm.