The Strongest Chef In Another World Novels & Stories

An hour had passed. “Thank you for your help, Mrs. Chloe,” the chef said, giving me a small bow of gratitude. I smiled at him. He was one of the best chefs in the country. I’d recognized him instantly from a magazine I once flipped through out of boredom. If he was here, it meant one of the council of witches had spent an enormous amount of money just to have him prepare a few dishes for this ridiculous brunch. The last server picked up the tray, and I followed him, holding my head high.

Or can I use chakra like Naruto, or perhaps Haki like Luffy? But if this world has something like magic or any superhuman ability, then there'll be creatures with freakish strength that I don't stand a chance of beating. That's a frightening thought. I'd sooner die than think about it. "Riaru... what's an enhancement?" Eh? No response? And she's pouting? Did I say something wrong? "I told you to call me Ria..." Eh?! That's it? She is spoiled! "Ria... what's an enhancement?"

The Sword Master was silent, and it was rare that he did not refute this point. Ding Hao's was even more surprised. It was rare that the two old guys had no sorrow, which indicated that the stranger with cyan clothing was the super master among all the Martial King Realm martial artists. Putting away his surprise, Ding Hao cooked as possible as he could. Ding Hao, in his past life, was a very gluttonous guy, so he learned a lot of cooking skills by himself, and today it came in handy. The stranger with cyan clothing dribbled, immediately rushed to hold the big pot to eat without waiting for Ding Hao's invitation.

He asked. He turned to his group. "These are my envoys. This includes my three finest chefs. I also have my royal taster and my guards." Stone pointed to a tall, muscular man with a scarred face. "This is Chef Fenris." Stone said. "He is the finest male chef in this time. Some people call him the master chef." He pointed to a thin man with a very long nose. "And this is Chef Varg." Stone added. "He has cooked to a point that he can no longer taste food. Just from the aroma he can predict the taste."

"Goku is by far the best Dragon Ball Z character ever" Angel stated firmly. She was cleaning the erasers in the classroom while getting into a very intense debate. "Nope, Vegeta is." Zhul retorted. Zhul was sweeping up the floor. Angel's mouth dropped from his comment "How can you sit here and say that" Angel asked. "He is the strongest character!" "I think his wife Chi Chi could take him." Zhul joked. Angel picked up an eraser and hit him in the back of his head. "I hate you!" Zhul said rubbing his head.

And when my lips finally parted to speak, she hurriedly interrupted. "Don't tell me you are having nothing.. You know how Cathy is." My mother added. Her words made me swallow the rest of my words. She was right. Cathy was the oldest cook at the Alpha's castle. She was one of the Omega of the Redwood pack, my pack. And she doted on me a lot. Of course, if I refused to eat, she would throw a fit. "Some spaghetti and soy sauce will do." I mumbled, and watched as my mother whipped out her cellphone. Probably to relay some orders to Cathy.

He led him to a big room, full of large ovens, several fridges and a large storage cupboard. “Let me introduce you to the chef.” He said before tapping a tall black haired male's shoulder. “Oh, is he the one?!” The chef asked Nathan, who nodded with a smile. “You are so handsome!” Leon widened his eyes. “Thank you, sir.” Axel blushed. “Sir?” Leon chuckled. “You just made me feel so old. Call me Leon.” “Alright Leon, are you the main cook?” Axel asked. “Yes, he is.” Nathan nodded. “You will see, he prepares the best food in the world.”

Maybe I do, somewhere in the world, but I was always shutting my wolf out, so he can’t do anything, including sensing my mate if I have one. I sipped the last drop of coffee as I watched my phone ring. I’m not about to deal with a nagging dad this morning. Suddenly, I heard a soft knock on the door. I had forgotten that one of the chefs was coming in to serve my special mushroom soup. I didn’t feel like leaving my room today, so I requested that the soup to be brought to my room. So far, none of the four chefs who have served me have been able to make the soup how I want, and I could only hope that the chef coming in today would at least make something close to how my mum used to make it. I

She asked, and he nodded, looking into her eyes. “Anything.” “Why are you doing all these for me? I mean, you barely know me.” “What? Do you ever say that again? I know that you’re the best chef in the world! That’s enough.” He retorted, and Aurora broke into laughter. “Don’t tease me, Alec. I’m serious.”

After all, he did have the tendency not to fit in quickly and observe people for a while. "Really? That must be because the chef who made this is from earth." Talia delicately set down the knife she had been using to cut and spread cheese on her bread and took her time to stare at the dish. "No wonder! Does he know the truth then? You being the heir of Sun God and running one of the best inns on earth?"