Chapter 67 (1/2)

“Hello, I am Cha Jincheol.”

This person was Jincheol? He was quite tall and had well-defined facial features. Anyone would say that he was handsome. Based on the bow he was holding, his class seemed to be an archer. Well, that was it.

“Grandfather, this is Jincheol oppa. I recently met him on an expedition to Windia.”

Mido introduced him to me. He wasn’t a senior at her school. By the way, why was he staring at me? “Is there something on my face?”

“Ah, no. I’m sorry. I’m just a bit fl.u.s.tered to actually see you...”

“You know me?” Did this person know my identity?

“Uh... I mean that this is the first time I’ve seen an older person here. Haha.”

He scratched the back of his head.

...This was what he meant.

“In any case, it is nice to meet you. The cooking will soon be finished.” I led him to the soup.

Cha Jincheol looked at it with a surprised expression. “Y-You are a chef?”

“Yes.”

“How can you be a chef...?”

What was he talking about? “I can’t be a chef?”

“No! It is just too unexpected...” Cha Jincheol looked fl.u.s.tered. He somehow seemed dissatisfied that I was a chef.

I made a disapproving look and pointed to a rock. “Sit down.”

“Yes, sit down, Oppa.”

Oppa...? Oppa? I saw Mido’s friendly expression toward him and felt even more feverish. I couldn’t give my daughter to this bad person. Yes, absolutely.

Mido exclaimed, “Wow, the soup smells really good. As expected, Grandfather’s cooking is excellent. Bbyong-♡ Bbyong-♡” [1]

Mido threw finger hearts at me with both hands. I was recently told that this was trendy. I threw the same finger hearts back at her. “Bbyong bbyong ♡”

[The first apostle, ‘Prometheus,’ is disgusted by the excessive affection.]

This bastard. He was a dog who ruined the atmosphere. I coughed and checked the soup again. “It’s almost finished.”

I stirred the pot slightly with a ladle.

Ttiring~

[Pure! Kobold Potato Soup]

[It is a dish where the first impression is different from the end impression.

The first impression might not be good but a kobold gives high quality ingredients.

The end impression of this soup made with kobold meat and potatoes will be huge.

-Star Taste: ☆☆☆

-Expiration Date: Three days.

-Health Recovery: 150. Magic Power Recovery: 150.

Efficacy: Damage dealt to kobolds will increase by 10% for 30 minutes.

Magic power recovery will increase by 20% for 30 minutes.

Health recovery will increase by 10% for one hour.]

“Wow~ I think this is also very tasty!”

“Really? Keke.”

“I want to eat!”

“Understood. Just wait a moment.” I left her behind, pulled a bowl out of the bag and filled it with soup. It was a familiar soup but this serving contained more meat than usual. In fact, there was more meat than soup in the bowl of soup I served Mido.

“Grandfather, eat more meat. You always give me so much.”

“Eat meat to become stronger.” Perhaps this was the heart of all grandfathers for their grandchildren. What was the use in old people like us gaining strength from eating it? It had to be given to young people.

“Che, this is virtual reality. Still, Grandfather is the best. Bbyong bbyong ♡”

“I'm also bbyong bbyong ♡”

[The first apostle, ‘Prometheus,’ is vomiting out the ssanghwa tea.]

Why was he telling me that he was vomiting? I frowned and scooped soup into my own bowl. Then I looked at the seated Cha Jincheol. Tsk, I needed to feed him. I wanted to beat him up and drive him away. The scene where Mido called him oppa wouldn’t leave my mind. I wanted to poison the soup but it was too late.

...It couldn’t be helped. I gave him a bowl of soup. Of course, there was barely any meat in it. Cha Jincheol stared at the soup for a moment before stammering, “T-Thank you. Haha...”

Then Mido spoke, “Ah, Oppa. You have no meat? Would you like some of mine?”

Mido saw his bowl of soup and gave him some meat. Damn, I hadn’t expected this... I glared at him with blazing eyes. Cha Jincheol sweated as his eyes met mine. “W-What are you...?”

“...It’s nothing. Accept it.” Mido insisted.

“Ah, I’ll eat well.” He was a polite guy. Cha Jincheol was drinking the soup only to suddenly open his mouth, “Excuse me, Elder.”

“...?”

“I have something to say to you personally. Can you talk quietly together for a moment?”

What nonsense was this?

[The first apostle, ‘Prometheus,’ wonders what he has to talk about.]

“Oppa, why do you want to talk to my grandfather all of a sudden?”

“It’s a secret. I’ll let you know later.”

“Hrmm. Now I’m even more curious.” Mido had a sharp expression.

I was lost in thought for a moment. What exactly did he want to say? I remembered the morning drama I saw a few days ago. The chairman of a large corporation had a granddaughter called ‘Park Pyeonggang,’ his one and only relative. A young man called Kang Ondal came to the house asking for his granddaughter. Surely this wasn’t coming true?

‘Give me your granddaughter. Please accept me as a grandson.’

Call me Father-in-law... no, not Father-in-law. In any case, many thoughts were revolving around my mind.

Then Cha Jincheol said, “Elder, I’m certain you’ll like it.”

I wondered, “I will like it...?”

“Yes, it is also a good thing for Mido.”

My mind was becoming more complicated. This person really wanted my Mido...!!

“Ah, really. Oppa, what is it? Can’t you tell me?”

“No, I’ll let you know later.”

The alarm bells rang in my head as the two of them exchanged words. I had to stop it. Stop it! I sneaked out the poison of the spider king. Then I told Cha Jincheol, “I think you’ve eaten all the soup.”