The Dark King

572 – Invitation

The giant shrimp monster rolled into the ice cave. It shrieked in pain as it swiftly climbed onto its legs. Its blood-red eyes brimmed with fear. It wanted to leap into the pool where Dean was.

Suddenly, with a noise, its carapace shattered as an alloy boot stamped and instantly crushed the head of the giant shrimp monster. Light yellow brain matter gushed out, mixed with the shattered carapace and splashed on the ground.

Aisha lifted her foot and took a step back. As if she had done nothing, she stood in the same place she had previously stood.

Dean heaved a sigh, then went up to the giant shrimp monster. Wielding the dagger, he skillfully cut off the shattered head along the joints, and then threw it to the 2 Bone-Devouring Rats huddled to the side.

Then, he pierced the dagger into a gash and turned it slightly. The hard carapace was cut open and swiftly peeled off, revealing bright red flesh underneath as well as criss-crossing, dark green blood vessels atop the flesh.

He skillfully peeled the carapace, puled the tendons. Before long, the edible parts, for a total of over 60 catties of flesh, were separated from the giant shrimp monster carca.s.s.

Aisha sat on the ice bed, rested her chin on her hands, and quietly watched Dean work.

After the ingredients were ready, Dean ignited a bonfire using the hand drill method, cut the prepared giant shrimp monster flesh into thin slices, broke the carapace into several skewers, washed the skewers in the water, then inserted a thin slice of flesh on a skewer and placed it over the bonfire to roast.

Sizzle! Suddenly, blood dropped down from the thin slice of flesh being roasted into the flames.

Meanwhile, the 2 Bone-Devouring Rats in the corner finally could no longer resist the temptation. They picked up the shattered head of the giant shrimp monster tossed over by Dean and started gnawing at it vigorously, issuing squeaking sounds.

Before long, the thin slice of flesh was roasted on both sides and exuded the smell of cooked seafood flesh, which was exceedingly fragrant. The edges of the pink flesh were a bit burnt, which made it look more appealing.

Dean handed the first roasted slice to Aisha and said: "Eat first."

Aisha’s gaze lingered on the thin slice of flesh for a moment before immediately turning away, and she pushed Dean’s arm away with her hand, "You should be the one to eat first. Currently, you shouldn’t have much strength to control your heart. If you don’t eat something to keep warm, your body will freeze."

Dean no longer s.h.i.+rked back and took a gentle bite of the edge of the roasted flesh, which was as hot as he had imagined. He swept Aisha, who sat on the ice bed, with a glance out of the corner of his eyes. His heart was stirred. He stood up at once and pressed

Aisha was puzzled, asking: "What are you doing?"

"I’m cooling it off." Said Dean with a smile.

When he felt that it was about right, he put the thin piece of flesh into his mouth. It tasted exceptionally good. It was very tender, and was both cold and hot. It was simply perfect.

After eating, he returned to the bonfire to roast the second slice.

Aisha saw Dean swallow the thin slice of flesh in one go and the corner of her mouth moved slightly. Her gaze then focused on the second slice of flesh in Dean’s hand, which was soon also roasted.

Dean handed her the second slice.

Aisha didn’t refuse this time. She took the scalding slice of roasted flesh and took a gentle bite of it. Suddenly, she remembered the method Dean had used. She hesitated for a moment, yet in the end, didn’t follow in his steps. Otherwise, she would appear too impatient.

Dean took the remaining skewers, inserted thin slices of flesh on them, and started to roast them as well.

In an instant, there were only the squeaking sounds of gnawing as well as the sounds of Aisha gently blowing on the roasted flesh.

"It tastes good." Said Aisha after eating the roasted flesh.

Dean said: "Unfortunately, we have no salt or other seasonings. Otherwise, it would taste better."

Aisha didn’t reply. She silently sat on the ice bed.

The firewood burned out half an hour later. By this time, Dean and Aisha each ate 7 to 8 catties of giant shrimp monster flesh. With the digestive strength of their stomachs, the 7 to 8 catties of flesh didn’t even manage to bulge their bellies.

Dean felt that he barely managed to fill his stomach to 70% to 80% of its capacity. He suspected that with her physique, this bit was barely enough to keep Aisha from feeling hungry. He got up at once and said: "I’m going to look for some more firewood."

"Don’t!" Aisha reacted very quickly. She immediately opposed it, saying "It’s too dangerous outside. You shouldn’t go out alone anymore. We aren’t hungry now. When we’re hungry, we’ll think of something. And besides, my wounds have almost healed. I reckon that I can leave this place in a few days. When the time comes, we’ll go out together."

Dean was slightly stunned, then his eyes lit up and he said: "Your injuries are about to recover?"

Aisha replied: "It’s only the flesh wounds that are about to heal, but there’s still a lot of the poison left in my body. I can’t exercise vigorously. Otherwise, if the blood flow is accelerated, the poison will spread faster.

Dean recovered. He immediately nodded and said: "Ok, then let’s think of something a few days later."

Aisha stared at Dean and said: "After my wounds are healed and we return to the wasteland stronghold, you can stay by my side as a Dragon Guard. You should be safer like this."

Dean was slightly stunned and looked at her doubtfully. The Dragon Guards were tasked with guarding the wasteland, they couldn’t return to the wall. The danger was far greater than being a Dragon Wasteland Guard. Suddenly, he understood. [1], [2]

His dragon wasteland squad was completely annihilated, yet he survived. This would inevitably attract Hailey’s attention. Besides, Aisha still wanted to help him apply to forge a magic weapon, which would be equivalent to telling others that he had extraordinary potential, that he possessed legendary magic marks, or that he possessed rare magic marks and had hopes at advancing to the Pioneer rank.

After all, a fighter with rare magic marks would usually rely on a magic weapon only at the Pioneer rank.

Either way, it was not a good thing for him.

Previously, when he was still weak, he was used by Hailey as a chess piece. If Hailey were to know that he had grown into Aisha’s right hand man, she would make sure to kill him this time.

"I see." Dean nodded. For now, he could only stay by Aisha’s side. And besides, if he stayed outside the wall, he would have the opportunity to secretly make his new legendary invention as well as break away from the Dragon Clan’s surveillance.

Seeing that Dean agreed, Aisha showed a smile and said: "Rest a.s.sured, I’ll arrange for you to be stationed at the stronghold, where you won’t suffer raids from monsters. And there are still the 8 generals. Even if monsters were to invade the stronghold, the 8 generals would take care of them. You won’t be in any danger."

Dean nodded.

After a short break, he felt his temperature start to decline. He immediately controlled his heart to have his blood warm himself.

After eating the roaster flesh, he seemed to have ample oxygen and energy in his blood. Every time his blood surged, a blazing warmth washed over his entire body.

[1] – Dragon Guard (龙守卫) was translated as dragon guard in chapter – https://wuxianation.com/the-dark-king/dk-ch-513.html

[2] – Dragon Wasteland Guard (龙荒卫) was also translated as dragon guard in chapter – https://wuxianation.com/the-dark-king/dk-ch-510.html