1332 Spicy And Aromatic

"It's fine. I came to collect the money." Irina shook her head. A hint of amazement also flashed through her eyes when she took a look at Angela. She was actually an 8th-tier s.u.c.c.u.b.u.s. Although she had done her best to conceal her power, Irina could still see through her because of their great disparity in power.

Angela saw that Irina was looking at her, and she tried her very best to give an innocent smile. To a s.u.c.c.u.b.u.s, especially a rare genius like her, any smile of hers could mesmerize those male creatures.

However, before she could smile fully, Irina already ignored and turned her gaze onto Mag again as she watched him cook intently.

He is an incredibly lucky fellow. He actually married such unbelievable beauty as her. Angela looked at Mag angrily, and decided that she was going to rescue this sister out of her predicament after completing her current mission.

After reducing the sauce with a big fire, a layer of red oil was glistening on the red crayfish's shell. The large amount of red chili made one's throat feel hot simply by looking at them.

"Let's send this to our customers," Mag told Jane as he placed the crayfish on a big plate one by one before placing them onto a tray.

Jane lifted the tray up gingerly, and then placed the three plates of crayfish in front of the family of rock trolls and Angela before saying, "Your spicy crayfish, please enjoy."

Then, she filled up the beer with a big stone mug and placed it in front of Angela gently. "Your beer."

"Woah, this crayfish is fantastic." Justin, who had been craving it for a long time, gulped audibly. He reached out to grab a pincer and stuff it into his mouth.

The freshly cooked crayfish was still piping hot, but the rock trolls' tough stone casing allowed them to ignore such a temperature.

"It's so spicy!"

Justin's grayish-white face turned greenish-red as soon as he placed that pincer into his mouth. Steam even came out from his head.

The spicy gravy on the pincer seemed to have doused the taste buds with a ladle of hot water, and numbed the tongue immediately. The spiciness travelled from the tongue, and soon heated up the entire body.

"What's going on?" Gemina swiftly asked.

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

Justin had already cracked open the shell. The tender meat within it finally began to release a wonderful taste in his mouth together with the spicy texture. The spicy taste was very enjoyable as it got spicier and more flavorful as he chewed. He mumbled, "Hot, but… it's so scrumptious!"

Gemina relaxed after seeing Justin finish the pincer and move on to twist off the head. She, too, reached out to twist off the crayfish's head.

On the other side, Ivan had already pulled open the crayfish's shell hurriedly, and removed the meat from the shell. He thought for a moment as he looked at the red gravy. Then, he dipped the meat into the gravy and bit into it.

"Oh… my heavens!"

Spicy and aromatic…

Ivan had totally no idea how to describe this beautiful taste. Eating the meat without the shell was indeed nicer than eating it together, and he could experience the meat's marvelous texture perfectly.

The meat dipped with sauce made the spiciness even more intense. Although the tongue was already totally numb, his mouth simply couldn't stop, and the tender crayfish's meat was soon all eaten. Ivan s.u.c.k.e.d in the gravy on his fingers before picking up the remaining crayfish's shell and head.

He chewed on the crayfish's shell. Compared to the crispy texture of yesterday's grilled crayfish, this shell which was coated with the spicy gravy had another kind of enjoyable taste.

The family of rock trolls were enjoying their food with the occasional exclamations and praises, and that attracted the customers watching outside slowly. They sat down and ordered a crayfish each.

And on the other side, Angela's attention was also completely attracted by the crayfish in front of her. The bright red crayfish was even bigger than her face. Its shell was split open from its head all the way to its tail, revealing the supple meat within.

The spicy aroma greeted her together with the steam. She heard that humans loved to cook their food with all kinds of spices, but the demons weren't as particular as humans. Their food was rougher.

"It smells good, but I wonder how it tastes," Angela murmured. She didn't see any silverware, so she decided to use her hands. She twisted a pincer off, and then pried open the shell to reveal the tender underneath it.

It looks the same as those cooked with the usual methods. Angela was a little disappointed. She dipped the meat into the gravy haphazardly, and then fed it into her mouth.

"Ugh!"

Angela's expression changed as soon as the meat entered her mouth. The unexpected spiciness exploded at the tip of her tongue as if an incendiary bomb exploded in her mouth, and the spicy sensation burst out instantaneously.

Rip!

A loud ripping sound eventuated.

Her short black top was ripped open, and her bosom almost spilled out of it.

All the demons couldn't help looking over at her, but their gazes were blocked by some holy light1, and they weren't able to admire that beautiful scene.

Angela couldn't care about that at all, because the supple crayfish meat had already entered the stage after the spiciness. It was as if the gentle spring breeze calmed the huge waves down before plunging into the deep waters. The spicy taste together with the crayfish meat that was supported by all the different spices released a scrumptiousness that made her breathless.

Seafood was the most common food when one lived on an island.

But this mouthful of crayfish had subverted all her understanding of seafood from the past 20 years.

This is simply too delicious!

Angela's inner heart was screaming as she accommodated this suffocating scrumptiousness without any reservations.

There were really people who could elevate the same food to unbelievable delicacies.

Angela opened her eyes and looked at the Mag who was in the midst of plating. That man was obviously such an existence.

Then, she moved her gaze to Irina at the side. She seemed to have gained an understanding that this man's astonishing culinary skills had a lot to do with him being able to marry this beauty.

However, he really can't get it up!

Angela was still feeling discontent as she stared at Mag while munching on the crayfish.

The hot sensation in her mouth and throat after finishing a pincer made her rather uncomfortable even though it tasted fantastic. Her gaze landed on the beer on the table. Even though it had weird bubbles in it, she still picked it up and took a big gulp. Probably a reference to an anime censorship method where sunlight from the window etc obscures the view.