"Give me coarse salt, cumin, and all of your spices."

The village chief was shocked by Max's words.

'Don't dragons usually ask for treasure?'

'Why is this Dragon Hatchling asking for spices?'

'Could it be? Could this dragon know how to cook?'

The old village chief knew that Red Dragons were good at magic, and that they usually roasted their meals with their Lightning Breath.

However, the village chief had never heard of dragons using salt and other seasonings to flavor their meal!

The young dragon had spoken some truly shocking words.

Naturally, the old chief was not at fault. After all, even the knowledgeable palace magician residing in the king's castle would also be dumbfounded if he were present. 

After all, Max's request was truly unprecedented.

However, the old village chief dared not ask any further. He quickly lowered his head and stated respectfully, "No problem, Lord Dragon Hatchling. Your pious servant will prepare the items you've requested."

"How much spices do you require, my lord?"

Max raised his eyebrows and said in a very domineering manner.

"All of them."

The old village chief trembled.

"No problem! Please wait a moment, we will bring them to you."

In less than ten minutes, the old village chief had gathered all the spices and seasonings available within Deer Heart Village. After sorting them, he placed them in front of Max.

'Edible salt, cumin, pepper, chili powder...'

Max was very satisfied. He did not expect to see so many familiar spices from his previous world.

'With these, I'll be able to cook up a delicious barbecue.'

"Stuff those berries into the camels' stomachs."

Max used his sharp dragon claws to cut open the camels' stomach.

The old village chief was stunned and quickly nodded. He called out to a few young people and stuffed the berries picked from the village into the camel.

"I am very satisfied with the attitude Deer Heart Village."

After speaking those words, Max left Deer Heart Village, along with the camels and seasonings.

The old village chief had an embarrassed smile on his face. He waited for the two dragons to completely disappear from his sight before relaxing.

"It's really strange. What's going on with those two Red Dragons? They didn't request for any treasure. All they asked for was seasoning and spices..."

The old village chief wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.

After all, this was the first time Deer Heart Village had come into contact with the two Dragon Hatchlings alone. As he had no clue about their personalities, the chief had treated them with the utmost respect.

Heck, had they requested to consume human flesh, the village chief was more than willing to sacrifice himself.

"Chief, but how are we going to cook tonight?"

Upon hearing the question from the woman behind him, he was also a little embarrassed.

'Indeed, I've handed all of our spices and seasonings to Max. Are we going to eat unseasoned food like wild beasts tonight?'

Losing all their spices and seasonings was one thing, but salt was truly an indispensable ingredient to their meals.

The old village chief scratched his head and stated, "Let's distribute the remaining fruits to everyone first. According to my calculations, another caravan should visit Deer Heart Village in the next few days. When that time comes, we can purchase salt from them." 

The moment Max and Mia left Deer Heart Village, in the distance within the desert, a middle-aged man lowered his binoculars.

The man muttered some words as he did so.

He seemed to be in deep thought as he brought out a small booklet and began to write in it.

The middle-aged man's appearance could not be any more ordinary. If there was anything special about him, it was undoubtedly the mechanical arms that were hidden by his long sleeves.

"Two Red Dragon Hatchlings. They look around 3 years old. One of them looks as strong as a Black Dragon, whereas the other one looks frail and weak."

"Neither of them attacked, and thus, their abilities remain unknown."

"They do not seem to be accompanied by their mother."

If a high-ranking official from the kingdom were to walk pass this middle-aged man, they would undoubtedly cry out in surprise.

They would probably think something along the lines of, 'Isn't he the legendary dragon slayer, Bloom, who disappeared right before the great war?' 

Bloom Fredrid.

It was no understatement to say that his name had been engraved in the minds of everyone within the kingdom.

In the past, whenever dragons encroached on humanity's territory, Bloom would use his mortal body to turn the tides and beat back the dragons. He was known to some as the protector of humanity.

Was Bloom truly this powerful, you ask?

No, compared to the three heroes, Bloom was simply an ordinary person.

However, Bloom possessed unparalleled courage and wealth of dragon knowledge.

Before the kingdom was unified, everyone thought that Bloom had died while challenging Ancient Dragons somewhere.

After all, unless they were monstrous individuals like Tahir, the probability that a human would survive in a battle against an Ancient Dragon was less than 1%!

Contrary to everyone's expectations, however, Bloom had survived, alas, at a price of losing both of his arms.

At one point, Bloom was extremely depressed by the loss of both his arms. After all, despite his wealth of knowledge, he was still a cripple.

However, the one that re-inspired hope in him was a mysterious mechanic who constructed a pair of mechanical arms for him!

Armed with the mechanical arms, Bloom's strength ballooned to 300% of his original strength!

With his knowledge and newfound strength, Bloom could finally live up to his title of Dragon Slayer!

...

After leaving Deer Heart Village, Max and Mia returned to their lair.

Max placed the camels, which were stuffed with berries, in front of him. Then, he opened his mouth wide, and immediately after, an intense stream of lightning gushed out from his mouth.

In an instant, the camels in front of him were roasted until they were charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

Such an alluring color caused Mia, who mentioned that she was no longer interested in camels, to drool.

"It's not over yet, my dear sister."

Max smiled and directly took out the "spoils of war" that the old village chief had offered to him.

He evenly sprinkled the coarse salt, cumin, pepper, and other condiments on the already roasted camels.

Suddenly, a strong fragrance wafted in the air.

Mia was famished. Her big tail constantly wagged behind her. Had Max not stopped her, she would have already wolfed down the camel meat before her.

"What are you waiting for?"

Max smiled.

Mia immediately jumped onto the roasted camels and started eating.

"It's so delicious, brother."

"I have never eaten anything so delicious."

Max smiled and looked at Mia dotingly. The veil of sadness that surrounded her had been swept away by the delicious roasted camels.