"...Tyrant Dragon Mark... recognized heir to the cooking utensil?"
In the early hours, with one corner of the hotel conference room's curtains drawn, the sky was gray. It should be around six in the morning, yet the sky remained dark, soon accompanied by the patter of light rain.
The 'Gastronomic Society' Seven Giants were all present.
Listening to the leader deliberately slow down and speak in a rather peculiar tone about hastening from Greece to Villagurus the previous night for the first encounter with the renowned Young Dragon Chef, the expressions of the Seven Giants were quite amused.
The focus was naturally on the 'Tyrant Dragon Mark'.
"So, having just acquired the 'Magic Saint Copper Artifact', this cooking utensil, he is allowed to use it however he wants, without restraint?" Andrea, resembling a femme fatale, slightly squinted her eyes, curiosity mixed with surprise gleaming in them.
Also carrying an indefinable dangerous glint.
