Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Culinary Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 829 Riddle God, please get out of Orario

Chapter 829 Riddle God, please get out of Orario

"The place we are going to is at the far end of the continent, far from Orario, in a secret realm within a vast sea of ​​trees, in the ruins of Elsos."

"By land, it might take us more than a month, but by flying dragon, we can arrive in just 10 days."

"Wait, is riding a dragon really this slow?"

"There's no other way. Dragons don't have much stamina. They have to land and rest after flying for a while. The fact that they can travel faster than two horses on land is thanks to the fact that they are traveling by air."

"Wrong, if it's a lack of stamina, then I might have a solution."

"Broly, do you have any ideas?"

"These dragons are tamed and will submit to whoever holds their reins, right?"

"Um."

"Then I should be able to influence them through some skill."

During their casual conversation while they stopped to rest, Hermes soon saw the Saiyan boy approach the three-headed dragon. As if sensing something, the three-headed dragon lowered its head to the ground as the boy approached, as if it had seen the head of its own race.

"This aura...did you transform yourself into the same form as those righteous girls of the Astrea Familia when you were researching resurrection magic?"

Hermes, being a god, keenly sensed the aura of the Lone King of the Labyrinth gradually emanating from Broly.

"This is a special skill that I recently acquired. I can't tell Lord Hermes the specific effects, but I can reveal the general function of the skill. Simply put, I can input magic power into monsters that submit to me, thereby strengthening the monsters that receive the magic power."

Broly's hand stroked the head of a dragon whose head was touching the ground. With the infusion of massive magic power, the dragon on the ground underwent a visible change, transforming from an ordinary monster into a strengthened species.

The three dragons were cared for by Broly, as if a sage were stroking their heads, and the Saiyans infused them with power, transforming them into enhanced species.

When Hermes got back on the ride, he felt a powerful push-back sensation, no less than when he was riding in an F1 car instead of a regular sedan.

What limits the speed of the dragon is no longer the dragon itself, but the rider's ability to withstand wind pressure in the sky.

Broly, Ais, and Riveria were alright, but Hestia, Artemis, and Hermes were the gods. Only Artemis, who was already quite strong in the heavens, was somewhat better. The other two couldn't withstand the wind pressure from the dragon's full-speed flight.

"However, even if we slow down a bit, reaching our destination within three days shouldn't be a problem."

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"I think flying too fast actually diminishes the experience of appreciating the scenery along the way."

Ais shared her opinion, stating that with her wind magic, she was completely unaffected by wind pressure.

"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, we're not really here for tourism; we're on our way to help others."

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Riveria understood that Ais was speaking based on her own experience, so she sat down next to Ais and combed her hair, which was a little messy from the wind.

"Let's find some time later and travel together again. Then we can slowly appreciate the scenery along the way."

Broly walked over carrying a huge wild boar on his back, its hind hooves dragging on the ground.

There was a dent on its head the size of a sandbag, clearly indicating that its skull had been struck by some kind of oval-shaped blunt object and dragged back as prey.

"This pig is huge! Where did you find it?"

"It's in the forest right next door. I saw it from the sky when it was falling."

"Demon Pig Yao".

"What is it?"

"A wild boar with some demonic bloodline is said to have meat that tastes much better than that of a regular domestic pig. That's quite lucky."

Hermes, being knowledgeable and experienced, helped dissect the boar's body while explaining its condition.

"Outside of Orario, the probability of encountering monsters is not high."

More often, they are these monster-hybrid beasts.

They are different from monsters; they do not have magic stones inside their bodies, and they do not dissipate when killed.

Outsiders treat them as rare animals.

Such beasts can often fetch prices far exceeding those of level one monster magic stones.

This is also why smuggling monsters is so profitable —

The chopped pork is skewered on sticks made from tree branches and roasted by the fire, sizzling as it is sprinkled with mixed spices, releasing an irresistible aroma of meat.

"If the goal is to improve the quality of the meat, I think the guild should allow ordinary monsters to be transported out of the dungeon for sale."

Broly tasted the meat skewers and found them delicious, so he couldn't help but say something.

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"Lord Hermes, what kind of look is that?"

"No, I just feel that such words should not be uttered by a demon king like you who openly protects heretics."

"I'm talking about allowing the sale of ordinary monsters, not allowing the sale of heretics."

Broly looked at him with some surprise.

"But some heretics look no different from ordinary monsters. In that case, could you still bring yourself to eat them? Wouldn't it feel like you're eating intelligent life?"

"Is it possible, Lord Hermes, that I also eat certain intelligent life forms?"

Broly has eaten quite a few of the demons in the Six Worlds and the Demon Continent who can speak human language but don't look human.

"Hestia, you have quite the nerve, to say such frightening things as if it were perfectly natural."

"Ha, I wish he would actually eat it instead of just sucking on the outside. Come on, Broly, have a skewer of grilled kidney."

As Hestia spoke, she handed Broly a skewer of grilled pork kidneys. The unique aroma of oil, seasonings, and a hint of gamey smell wafted up. The thumb-thick skewer was slightly bent under the weight, clearly a highly nutritious food for men.

"Is the 'eating' you're talking about the same thing as the 'eating' I'm talking about?"

Hermes started to complain.

When it came time to assign tents during the night's camping in the forest, Hestia responded to the complaint by actually wanting to share a tent with Broly.

Unfortunately, someone had to keep watch in the wilderness, and Broly and Hermes, being men, volunteered for the task.

Ultimately, Hestia chose to sleep in a tent with her close friend Artemis.

"Clatter~"

In the latter half of the night, when Hermes stepped out of the tent, the firewood for the campfire had almost burned out, and the flames had become faint.

Broly sat cross-legged by the campfire, seemingly asleep, but he opened his eyes when Hermes approached.

"Lord Hermes, I told you, you can sleep all night."

"Ha, you are right, but I woke up naturally, and besides, there are some things I'd like to talk to you about alone."

Hermes picked up some dry firewood and threw it into the campfire, gradually reigniting the dim flames, and then sat down opposite Broly.

"Lord Hermes, what would you like to discuss with me?"

"If I'm not mistaken, your new skill allows you to drain the life force of other creatures, thus rapidly increasing your strength, right?"

Hermes pointed to the dead insects and ants all around the boy and asked directly.

"That's how it is, what's wrong?"

Broly nodded.

"So, what I want to talk to you about privately is whether this skill, which allows you to take shortcuts to become stronger, will turn you from a nominal Demon King into a true Demon King?"

A cool breeze blew through the forest late at night, and in the flickering firelight, Hermes' cowboy hat concealed his facial expression behind the brim of the hat, which was pulled down low.

"Is this what Lord Hermes wanted to talk to me about?"

"I have to talk about this. Although I am an absolutely neutral god, I love everything in the lower realm. If a terrifying being capable of destroying everything in the lower realm were to be born, even I would not be able to maintain my neutral stance. I would stand by the side of the children in the lower realm and try to eliminate this threat that could destroy everything in the lower realm."

After a pause, Hermes continued, "I have only one question I want answered by you, Broly: will you, my child, become lost in the feeling that you can quickly become stronger by plundering lives?"

As a god, Hermes could see some of the tricks to combining the Touch of Absorption with the Demon King's Crystal Core to transform experience, but the boy's indifferent attitude towards intelligent life also made him have some doubts.

"Won't."

However, when Hermes had a late-night private conversation that left him preoccupied, Broly gave him a direct negative answer.

"Is that all? Aren't you going to explain why you can't do it?"

Hermes was taken aback by Broly's reply. Through his divine eye, he could tell that the boy was not lying, but the reply was too simple and not very convincing.

"Alright, if Lord Hermes needs me to explain, then I'll give you an example."

"Yes, someone who suddenly gains the means to rapidly become powerful is somewhat similar to someone who suddenly becomes rich. Your concern is similar to worrying that someone who suddenly becomes rich might become ruthless and unscrupulous in pursuit of even more wealth, right?"

"almost."

"What if I told you that the person you thought suddenly became rich was actually the richest person in the world, and that the means by which they acquired their sudden wealth were less than the amount of money they received as children? Would you still think their mindset would change?"

"Uh, so you mean that this method of rapidly becoming stronger by plundering lives is nothing special to you, and won't turn you into a world-destroying demon king?"

"Lord Hermes, what do you think my pursuits are?"

"Powerful people usually have a pursuit of strength."

"I do have aspirations, but the essential purpose of my pursuit of strength is to bring happiness to myself and the important people around me."

As for your suggestion of pursuing power by destroying the happiness of others, to me that is putting the cart before the horse.

In a way, I'm somewhat similar to you gods, except we pursue different things. But just as you gods limit your power to pursue pleasure in the mortal realm, I also limit my power to pursue what I want in this world.

Hermes stared at Broly, and after a while, he laughed: "Hahaha, it seems that I, the god, was worrying unnecessarily."

He suddenly understood why the divine power in Artemis's arrow had chosen this Saiyan boy.

What malice could a person who only wants those around them to be happy have? Their soul is so pure that it is recognized by the power of Artemis, there is absolutely no problem with that.

"Broly, perhaps you can become Artemis's true hero."

"What do you mean?"

"Haha, I won't spoil anything. You'll have to experience it for yourself and make your own choices later."

Before Broly could ask any further questions, Hermes yawned, looking sleepy and about to take a nap.

"Riddler, can you please get out of Orario?"

Broly disliked the Riddler, but said nothing and continued meditating.

The next day, they set off again on the dragon.

The earth beneath our feet swept across mountains, plains, and oceans.

Upon returning to the forest terrain, Artemis, the moon goddess, suddenly cried out that something was amiss.

Then, riding the flying dragon, it suddenly plummeted towards the forest below.

A rustling sound echoed in the dark, dense forest, as a swarm of scorpion-like monsters surrounded a caravan.

Just as the caravan was beginning to despair after seeing an astonishing number of monsters surrounding them, their savior suddenly descended from the sky.

"Hestia, here are the reins. I'm going down to help them."

Artemis uttered these words and jumped off the low-flying dragon. This moon goddess was not only skilled in archery, but the longsword at her waist was also not just for show. After landing, she quickly drew her sword and killed several scorpion monsters that had invaded the caravan's defensive perimeter.

As she drew her sword, preparing to join the caravan in defense, the large swarm of scorpion demons outside were already falling like wheat in the wind.

Ais slowly sheathed her sword. She was like the strong wind that blew down the monster wheat, easily eliminating nearly a hundred monsters in less than twenty seconds.

Artemis was stunned as she watched the girl bend down to pick up the magic stones on the ground. She knew the Sword Maiden, but was the other party really that strong at Lv.5?

"Artemis, are you alright?"

Hestia, who had already dismounted from her dragon, ran over and asked her with some concern.

"I'm fine. You know how good I am."

"I know your skills, but we gods can't use our divine power in the mortal realm, so you will also be in danger."

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Hestia looked at her with a hint of reproach.

"You should leave the task of eliminating monsters to Broly and the others."

"I'm sorry, Hestia, I understand."

"So this is the monster that Lady Artemis's familia is facing? It seems to be around the level of monsters in the middle of the dungeon. If it's only this strong, it shouldn't pose a threat to a familia with a Level 3 adventurer, right?"

Ais jumped down to deal with the monster, so Broly didn't go down to help. He observed the scorpion monster below from the sky and came to this conclusion directly.

"These are just the outer monsters. The ones that Artemis's Familia needs to deal with are far more troublesome than these monsters."

Hermes answered the boy's question.

"However, no matter how tricky it is, with you all here this time, we're sure we can resolve it smoothly."

He seemed quite certain of this, his tone firm and resolute.

"Lord Hermes, you should know quite a bit about this, couldn't you have explained it beforehand?"

"Broly, don't be in such a hurry. I'll tell you when we get there."

"Lord Hermes, do you know how despicable it is to be a riddle teller? Do you believe I'll throw you off here right now?"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so rough. It's not that I want to be the riddle teller and don't want to tell the answer, it's just that if I tell the answer beforehand, it will make Artemis uncomfortable. As someone who pursues the happiness of the person you meet, you probably don't want to see Artemis suffer either, right?"

"Lord Hermes, have you ever been to the Far Eastern island nation?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"I feel like you're a local deity there."

Hermes: "Hmm?"