Khr Basil Novels & Stories

Alan asked Lana smiled and responded with certainty, "It's basil." Alan instantly beamed with joy and personally applauded Lana. "Ms. Clark is indeed knowledgeable, even about a niche herb like basil." In everyday life, people are familiar with herb varieties like oregano and parsley, but few would have considered basil in the same category. Basil, although also an herb, differs significantly in taste from its close relatives, oregano and parsley. Unlike the earthy and fresh taste of oregano and parsley, basil carries an elegant aroma, adding a refined flavor to the food.

Darisha suddenly came in with a palm full of basil. "Auntie!" Galum greeted. "I didn't hear you come in, mom," Darrion smiled. Darisha put the basils on the counter and kissed his cheek, "Welcome home. Did you get the blue grass?" "Of course I did. No one is looking for it except you," Darrion took the Basil to the cutting board and started chopping them with a knife. "What is blue grass?" Galum asked. Darisha started putting the ingredients Darrion had brought to their designated positions as she answered Galum's question.

"But you also said you've tried many times, and the coldest spices couldn't create the feeling you wanted, right?" Cyrus continued, "You mentioned that Siberian butterflies have experienced the most brutal suffering. They go through severe cold, after which they gain a new life. I think the scent you want should be the extreme collision of fire and ice." "Master, you're amazing!" Melanie's eyes lit up, and the embarrassment from earlier was instantly thrown out of her mind. "Yes, I want the collision of fire and ice, the clash of cruelty and passion. The black basil, which thrives in the hottest tropical regions, is just right to counterbalance the richness in the fragrance."

(I'm making kleftiko. "Ohhh, myrízei oraía." (Smells good.) It smells heavenly, it looks like some type of meat cooked with potatoes and vegetables in parchment paper. "To mageirévo gia ta genéthlia tou Basil." (I'm cooking for Basil's birthday.) She says, I can't really make out what she says but one word. Genéthlia? Birthday? It's Basil's birthday today? Oh my god! I didn't get him anything.

” Amber asked me, sounding like a curious little child as she hunched forward. ”You know the smell of sweat on the guys after practice?” ”Yeah?” Ambers nose was scrunched and she looked disgusted, I wasn't even finished with my description. ”And you also know that smell when kids poop, right?” ”Aha,” ”Mix those two smells together and add damp socks and some basil,” Malia hulked and her hand flew to her mouth as her eyes teared up. ”Basil?” ”Yes, you know how they always place a small piece of basil or another herb on top of pasta dishes at fancy restaurants to make you think it’s even fancier? That’s the effect the basil has in this poison-like mess,” I smiled big, a genuine one this time.

Right in front of me, a snow basilisk was baring its fangs, venom and poison dripping from its jaws. I flinched at the sight of the green-scaled monster and bolted in the opposite direction, only to realize I couldn’t outrun a reptile that owned this territory. I’d have to zig-zag if I wanted any chance, but that would drain me fast. Snow basilisks were specially mutated creatures that had adapted to all kinds of environments. This one was a master hunter, with a kill rate around ninety-seven percent. My heart hammered against my ribs. It was big, but only came up to my chest, perfectly suited for this terrain. The thought of their usual massive size made my skin crawl even more.

[Half-Blood Basilisk - Disaster Rank] Level 135 HP:9700 CON:970 (1 CON= 10HP) DEF:1250 DEX: 250 (1DEX= 5 DEF) ATK:890 STR:297 (1 STR= 3 ATk) MP: 650 INT:130 (1INT= 5MP) Speed :33 AGI:33 (1 AGI = 1 Speed) Skill- Petrifying Gaze(Disaster) Poison Domain (Disaster) [The Basilisk is a huge, eight-legged reptile that prefers to live underground. It is a creature of Chaos, originating from the time of the first demon era. Basilisks are creatures so inimical to life that they poison the very ground they walk upon. Its aura taints anything that draws near, destroying anything in its range and its power increasing with

Maybe he knows something that's why he reacted like this. "Sir, the Basilisk is one of the earliest monsters, or titans of Wysteria. Before the king came or Wysteria was discovered, the Basilisk lay underground. Thousands of years passed and it was never destroyed. It was said in stories, it kills you if you stare into his eyes, or you get hit by the breath of a basilisk. But from what I witnessed yesterday, that was not the case. But I can say that the Basilisk is like that," he told me. "They say, Valeria is not the only one that has a dangerous monster lying around. In Waldorf, there is also a monster in the heart of the mountains, but I don't know what that monster is. In Mythion, there

They almost match the green of the plants around her. “Well, we actually have a question,” I say, to which the woman smiles brightly and nods. “It’s about a plant.” “Oh! Well, you’ve come to the right place,” she says. “Is it Ocimum basilicum? Or how about Borago officinalis?” Nancy and I look at each other again, then shake our heads. “No,” I reply. “It’s… toxic ashroot.” The woman’s smile suddenly fades and she narrows her eyes at both of us.

Basil raised his voice, it was unlike him to raise his voice at me. "You're the next in line for the throne Alec, with you this kingdom can have a better life. Haven't you noticed that lately the corals in the sea are dying at a much higher rate". Basil added seething with anger "And what has the corals dying got to do with me. Alex my twin brother can be the king for all I care. You of all people should know that I don't want the throne". Alec equally raised his voice but it sounded muffled as they were inside the sea