[Could it be that he has connections to the Mortal Hell's Emperor?] Belieth asked aloud.
[Hellfire?] Garm sniffed the air as he excitedly sat down. [Belieth, are you sure your nose is working correctly? I don't smell fire at all.]
[Are you questioning this Sovereign you dolt?] Belieth snapped.
Garm did not mind and chuckled. He examined the steak, causing him to lick his lips hungrily. [Lucian's Sous Vide Filet Mignon is cooked perfectly. The sear is just right. It's beautifully golden, and the interior is a warm red color.]
[Tch. Whatever. This Sovereign will explain later. Now, Quickly eat!] Belieth urged, feeling his hunger rising. Food cooked by an Alchemy Chef, even by a Mortal Alchemy Chef was better than normal food cooked by a chef.
Unable to resist any longer, Garm picked up a slice of Sous Vide Filet Mignon with his bare hands, dipped it into the rich pan sauce, and hurriedly placed the whole slice into his mouth.
