Fantasy Lord: I Have a Moving Castle

Chapter 62: Chapter 15 Colorful Scale Grass, Land of Death

Chapter 62: Chapter 15 Colorful Scale Grass, Land of Death

‘Indeed, apart from regular food, there are also special foods.’

Char felt a sense of vindication that things turned out just as he expected.

‘However, what is colorful scale grass?’

Char was a bit distressed about his lack of common knowledge, but fortunately, he had help.

“Betty, do you know what colorful scale grass is?”

Having been unable to help earlier, Betty appeared somewhat downcast, but upon hearing Char’s question, she immediately placed her hands on her hips, lifted her chin proudly, and replied, “Betty knows!”

Then she began to describe it vividly. Through Betty’s explanation, Char quickly understood what colorful scale grass really was.

It was a type of grass not very common yet not rare in forests, preferring cool environments and often growing under trees and among bushes.

The seeds of the grass display various colors and, because many seeds together resemble colorful scales, it was named colorful scale grass.

The colorful scale grass seeds Auson mentioned were, in fact, its seeds.

‘It seems I will have to plant some colorful scale grass later, and also, I’ll need to catch more insects.’

Char thought to himself.

Next, he returned to the kitchen to prepare a lavish dinner, featuring birds, beasts, fish, and vegetables, all contributing to a rich and balanced meal.

In fact, in his previous life, Char had no clue how to cook.

During his student days, he ate meals prepared by his parents at home and dined at the school cafeteria. As an adult in society, when poor, he resorted to takeout, and once his career took off, he simply hired a cook.

In his past life, he rarely ever picked up a cooking spatula, let alone cooked; he was a person whose hands were strangers to manual labor and who didn’t differentiate one grain from another.

But after crossing over, he had no choice but to cook for himself.

Initially, he found it annoying and just muddled through.

But later, as his longing and craving for delicious food grew, along with having plenty of time—his past life had been so busy with endless entertaining activities, hardly sparing time for work and enjoying life, let alone honing cooking skills.

This life was different, however. Cut off from modern, urban, and informational living, time seemed to stretch endlessly, giving him ample unspendable hours and a mind more at ease.

Under these dual influences, he began to study culinary arts, constantly experimenting to see how he could make dishes tastier.

Nowadays, not only had his skills improved, but he had even begun to love the feeling of cooking.

Especially since his magic pets also accompanied him while cooking, occasionally offering help, making the feeling even better—having company made cooking far from a tedious chore.

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Under the lights, on the dining table, several steaming, bountiful dishes were served.

There was fish, poultry, as well as vegetables and eggs. Although lacking seasonings affected their flavor and aroma, this in turn preserved the authentic taste of the foods, and they were still quite delectable.

Had it been just Char eating, he certainly wouldn’t have been able to eat so much, but the Star Worms, although having energy essence as their food, also craved the dishes Char made, so how could he not share some with them?

Not just the magic pets, but even Betty, influenced by the Star Worms’ hearty enjoyment over these days, began to partake in some meat, although originally meat was never on her menu as she would only consume dew and nectar.

Seeing everyone enjoying their meal so heartily made Auson a bit envious.

Char saw this and asked, “Auson, would you like some?”

He conveniently cut a piece of meat and placed it in front of Auson’s small plate, which already contained a small piece of Energy Essence.

Char was not a stingy person. Although the Energy Essence given to Betty and Auson had its effectiveness greatly reduced, it was still better than eating ordinary food, so each time they had a meal, he would always share a small piece with Betty, and now that Auson had joined, he of course treated him no differently.

This scene had quite a fairy-tale flavor to it, and Char felt an indescribable joy and satisfaction in his heart.

Watching Betty, who had forgotten to maintain her ladylike image and got Energy Essence smeared on her face, Char couldn’t help but smile faintly.

Previously, in the Garden Secret Realm, he had tried asking Betty to help translate the diaries and books left by the Winged Elf Mage, but unfortunately, although Betty understood Elf Language and recognized the Elf script, she couldn’t read or write.

In short, she was illiterate.

Not only could Betty not understand it, but Auson was the same.

His plan to borrow little fairies to translate the Magic Books and diaries had fallen through, so he had to think long-term.

Above the clear sky, a splash of emerald green seemed like a dab of paint accidentally spilled on a blue canvas.

The verdant wings of the Clover Mantis vibrated lightly in the air, helping it stay aloft.

From the perspective of the Clover Mantis, the forest below was clearly divided by a line.

On this side of the line, the area was lush and thriving, while on the other side, although it could not be said to be barren and lifeless, the vegetation was clearly much sparser.

Especially the color!

It was unnoticeable in the forest, but as the altitude increased and one looked down from above, it became very clear.

Compared to this side’s vibrant mix of emerald green and golden red, full of life and half-dyed woods, the other side was a foreboding shade of gray-black, showing signs of death and decay, as if tainted by the breath of death.

At this altitude, the Clover Mantis could even see the boundaries of this death-ridden area.

If it could fly a little higher, the Clover Mantis might be able to see just how vast this death-ridden area was, but its current altitude was the limit it could reach.

After all, the Clover Mantis was just an insect, still significantly limited by its innate factors, unlike birds that could easily soar high in the sky.

Soon, the Clover Mantis decreased its altitude and flew in the opposite direction, quickly returning to Char who was awaiting news.

“How did it go, Clover Mantis?”

Using a blade-like handwriting tool, the Clover Mantis sketched on the ground for a while and soon produced a simple map. Upon finishing, it scribbled in the middle and eventually marked a large area.

Char’s brows immediately furrowed.

Last night, he had traveled overnight—with the current “Castle’s” guard strength, traveling at night had become completely manageable. The interior was brightly lit, and the exterior was also illuminated by lamps, making it safe from attacks by wild Demon Beasts.

The Wind Winged Horse alone could handle most dangers, not to mention the contents of the carriage, including the Clover Mantis, Lantern Firefly, and himself.

Thus, even traveling at night posed no issue.

Making use of the cover of night, he had quietly driven the carriage into the Garden Secret Realm.

Although, when the Undead crisis fully erupted, even the Garden Secret Realm might potentially be overwhelmed, but at least before the crisis erupted, it would definitely be the safest place nearby.

By placing his two most important treasures in the safest place, not only could he worry less and reduce unnecessary risks, but freeing the Lantern Firefly and others meant there was no need to keep them on guard duty.