Chapter 120

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Chapter 120: The Urgent Military News of Doyle Candice

If anyone else asked to learn extraordinary powers from her, Lolth would refuse without hesitation.

She was, after all, only at the “Elite Level.” They should seek someone more skilled—Isabella for martial arts, Tina for magic. Teaching magic, after all, is far more challenging than simply learning it!

Yet, when faced with a sincere little girl like Kanor, Lolth found it impossible to refuse.

After all, when an eight-year-old girl wakes up early to cook for you, how could anyone with a shred of conscience turn her down?

Lolth considered the situation carefully.

This little girl wasn’t just looking to become a mage or a warrior; she aspired to be an adventurer.

To fulfill such a dream, Kanor would need more than extraordinary powers. She needed knowledge in wilderness survival, monster identification, and adventure techniques.

Even cooking, Lolth realized, was an essential skill for a seasoned adventurer!

In fact, Lolth concluded, Kanor’s talent for cooking could not go to waste. Teaching her to prepare meals, both indoors and outdoors, would make her more versatile and efficient. And perhaps, through this, Kanor might discover the joy of cooking itself.

Of course, Lolth would teach her the proper ways to become stronger as well. She just intended to add a little personal touch.

With that thought, Lolth smiled and clasped her hands behind her back. She watched Kanor carefully pour stew into bowls and take the pot off the fire.

“So, you want to learn from me?”

Kanor’s eyes sparkled. She immediately set down the ladle and jumped off her stool, her voice brimming with excitement.

“Of course, Master Lolth!”

Hearing the title spoken aloud for the first time, Lolth felt a strange mix of emotions.

It was unfamiliar, exhilarating, and a little unnerving—but overall, it felt rather nice.

Lolth gazed at Kanor thoughtfully.

“Well then, Kanor, what do you want to learn?”

There were countless paths for those who sought extraordinary power. Lolth herself was well-versed in magic and could guide Kanor to an epic-level proficiency as a spellcaster.

Even if Kanor wanted to pursue a martial path, Lolth could design a rigorous and scientific training regimen, though it wasn’t her specialty. A coach doesn’t need to be the star player, after all.

Still, Lolth couldn’t guarantee Kanor’s success in that arena.

Her question caused Kanor to pause. The little girl’s mind raced, overwhelmed by the possibilities.

In the past few days, Kanor had learned an important lesson from Lolth’s cooking: there are endless methods and styles to master.

Stir-frying, steaming, simmering, tossing—every culture and race had its own unique culinary traditions.

Seychelles cuisine, Ryman dishes, elven specialties, orc delicacies—every style held its own charm. Even within the same kitchen, the tasks were divided among chefs, each with their expertise.

Kanor realized that, just like cooking, adventuring offered limitless possibilities.

Her dream wasn’t simply to become a mage or warrior.

Kanor wanted to be an “Itinerant Chef”—an adventurer who could master any recipe, any dish.

The more she learned, the more she appreciated Lolth’s mastery. And as someone who had always been “gifted,” Kanor felt a spark of pride.

Surely, if Master Lolth could become so great, there was no reason Kanor couldn’t achieve her dream.

Kanor looked up at Lolth, her eyes filled with determination.

“Master Lolth, I want to learn everything.”

Her words were bold but sincere. Though it sounded like a greedy choice, there was no trace of hesitation.

Lolth raised an eyebrow, momentarily surprised. Then, she chuckled.

“Everything, you say? Well, it just so happens I know a little bit of everything.”

With a laugh, she ruffled Kanor’s black hair and took a steaming bowl of stew from the girl’s hands.

“Let’s consider this stew your first tuition payment. But Kanor, your guardian—the landlady—must agree first. Once we return to Hillenbrand Town, we’ll ask her permission. Then we can begin lessons. Hmm… I’ll set the location at the torture tower. It’ll be more convenient.”

Kanor’s heart swelled with joy as she nodded vigorously.

“Yes, Master Lolth!”

She watched as Lolth tasted the stew, her expression satisfied despite the slight saltiness.

In her mind, Kanor thought, The torture tower? It should really be called the Chef God Tower!

Meanwhile, outside Palgauro City, Doyle Candice had spent the night racing to deliver an urgent report.

Using countless magical devices, speed-enhancing spells, and jump scrolls, she flew across the plains toward the Demon King Castle.

Finally, she reached the top chamber of the Demon Tower, pushing open the grand doors to the Demon King’s chamber.

Breathless but determined, she knelt before the altar.

“Demon King, the inspection of Vera Plain is nearly complete. But I must report this first—urgent military news from Lady Lolthlinda!”