Kneel down and beg for mercy, or have the "inedible" mark branded on your forehead.
This sentence echoed in Jessie's mind for a long time. Looking at the unrestrained smile on the young man's face, he had no doubt that the other party would actually do such a thing.
This could be seen from the fact that he had hit him without any hesitation and had overturned all the thugs he had called.
"Okay, it seems your choice is to have the 'inedible' mark branded on your forehead."
"Although it will be pressed directly with a red-hot branding iron, I have a special method to ensure that you won't be too painful and it won't affect your daily life."
"Of course, I can't guarantee whether customers will still go to your restaurant with this mark on your head, or whether your subordinates will still obey you."
Dylan stood with his arms crossed in front of Jessie, adopting a superior posture, his voice revealing an indescribable pressure that immediately made the super chef's face turn bitter.
And as Dylan's last words fell, upon learning that the so-called "inedible" mark would be branded directly onto his forehead with a red-hot iron, Jessie's psychological defenses finally reached their limit. Finally, as Dylan turned around, as if to go and get the 'inedible' mark...
Jessie suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard, whispering to those around him, "The food I make is the most inedible in the world."
"So quiet? Didn't you eat?"
The corners of Dylan's mouth turned up, and he stopped walking, returning to Jessie's side, looking at him with a half-smile. He didn't have any 'inedible' mark; who would carry such a thing around?
However, Jessie was already scared out of his wits. As the slap landed on his face, his heart was instantly filled with humiliation.
But there was nothing he could do; he could only endure it now.
Just wait, when he got back, he would definitely find a way to take revenge! He would repay the humiliation he suffered today a hundredfold, a thousandfold!
"The food I make is the most inedible in the world!"
"The volume is there, but what about the slap before saying that? If your heart isn't sincere, I think having the 'inedible' mark branded on your forehead would be a better way to remember!"
Dylan rubbed his chin, his expression somewhat disdainful, as he spoke and turned around, looking as if he was really going to get that 'inedible' mark.
Slap.
"The food I make is the most inedible in the world!"
This time, the slap was quick and loud, and even the voice was much louder. At this moment, Jessie had already decided to throw caution to the wind.
Anyway, the words had already been spoken, and there was no way to take them back. In fact, as the slap landed on his face, he even felt a subtle sense of relief.
The surrounding people also clicked their tongues in surprise as they watched him, clearly not expecting the stakes of their bet to be so high.
So cruel that he had to slap himself in the street and say that his cooking was worthless. However, with this, their feud was completely settled!
"Do you think I went too far?"
After settling the sea bream matter and saying goodbye to Elder Lancy John,
On the way home, Dylan looked at Alice Nakiri, who was walking beside him with her head down, not speaking for a long time, and asked with a hint of meaning.
"I don't think you went too far. In fact, I think it was very satisfying. After all, he was the one who provoked it first, and he was also the one who targeted us first."
Shaking her head, Alice Nakiri was never one to be a saint, so naturally she wouldn't have any sympathy for someone who provoked trouble and ended up being slapped in the face.
"Then why have you been keeping your head down, looking not very happy?"
Dylan's advantage was asking whatever came to mind. He deeply understood the saying that a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea, so he wouldn't make any wild guesses.
"I just think I'm ridiculous. After watching your competition today, Master, I finally realized your true strength and how arrogant I used to be..."
As Alice Nakiri spoke, she lowered her head again, her voice getting softer and softer. Originally, she came out to buy sea bream for a knife skills competition, but now...
"Compared to others of the same age, your skills are already quite good. There's no need to belittle yourself."
Dylan stated objectively. After his six years of training, Alice Nakiri's level was not far from super-grade.
As long as she calmed down and spent another two years honing her skills, passing the super-grade assessment would not be difficult.
"But... I still want to become stronger. I want to be more helpful to you, Brother Dylan."
Alice Nakiri raised her head, the look in her eyes exceptionally complicated, with some obscure emotions, but Dylan didn't notice.
"You're already a great help to me. At least when I have you handle the dishes I make, you can independently complete 50% of the steps."
"Really?"
"Really! You need to believe in your own abilities!"
Dylan patted Alice Nakiri's head, his voice much gentler than usual.
Suppressing her when she was arrogant and encouraging her when she was discouraged was the only way for her to grow healthily. This was also the most basic quality of him as a teacher.
"However, the competition will still continue after we get back. After all, the sea bream has already been bought. This time, I'll show you what ultimate knife skills are!"
"What dish is Master planning to make?"
Alice Nakiri raised her head and asked with some anticipation.
Since she already knew that she would definitely lose, her mood had actually lightened.
"Strictly speaking, it should be sashimi."
"Sashimi? That's surprisingly ordinary. Although this dish can showcase knife skills very well, can't ordinary chefs also make it?"
"It's a little different. You'll know when the time comes."
Dylan smiled mysteriously. If he had to say what best showcased knife skills, it was undoubtedly the Arctic Ice Fresh Sea Bream Sashimi, the price of which was the chef's hand being frostbitten.
When a chef's skills reached perfection, even a piece of cloth would confuse the sense of touch in their hand. Unless they held the knife barehanded, they would never be able to fully display their exquisite knife skills.
In this way, the astonishing coldness of the North Star Celestial Wolf Blade would invade the chef's hand, and if they weren't careful, it would cause frostbite and necrosis. Therefore, it was also called a double-edged sword.
This knife even required sacrificing the chef's right hand, considered as precious as their life, to cut the ingredients...
However, this was not a difficult problem for him, because he had super tactile perception. Even with a cloth wrapped around it, he could exert ninety-nine percent of its power.
As for exerting one hundred percent of its power, please, it was just an educational competition. How could he risk his career as a chef to gamble?
He was a normal person, not a hot-blooded idiot!
"Mr. Dylan, Miss Nakiri, we meet again."
Soon, the two walked back to the Nakiri residence. The fish shop owner, Ang, had arrived earlier, wearing a delivery uniform with the shop's name printed on it, and was currently in contact with Jona.
"Has the sea bream been delivered?"
Nodding to the fish shop owner, Ang, Dylan turned his gaze to Jona and asked about the sea bream, which was the most important ingredient for lunch.
"Yes, Mr. Kurokiba is currently taking care of it. It's been placed in the backyard of the villa."
"It's good that it's been delivered. We'll go home and prepare first. Come to the hall to meet us after you're done with the handover. You'll be the referee for this match."
"Understood."
After a brief explanation, Dylan and Alice Nakiri entered the villa together.
Alice went upstairs to change her clothes, while he went to the underground ice room that Leonora Nakiri had specially opened up for him. Inside, there were two North Star Celestial Wolf Blades stored.
These were all painstakingly crafted by him bit by bit!
Originally, he was worried about encountering tricky opponents and wanted to use them at that time. However, using a blade to present top-notch deliciousness wasn't a loss either.
Thinking about Alice Nakiri and the others' reactions later, the corners of Dylan's mouth couldn't help but turn up. Then, he carefully placed the North Star Celestial Wolf Blade into the ice scabbard beside him.
This blade was powerful, but its usage time was extremely short, and it couldn't be resheathed after being drawn. Forcing it back in would only greatly reduce its sharpness.
Drawing it a second time would result in a cutting effect even worse than an ordinary kitchen knife!
"Master, the sea bream is ready. We can start the competition at any time."
"I know."
Dylan carried the North Star Celestial Wolf Blade on his back and walked firmly towards the upper level of the basement. Then, he saw Alice, dressed neatly and waiting for him.
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