Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son

Chapter 117 Cooking

With the Bajaragon lay under his feet, Aldred was satisfied. This one was truly a fire dragon. Its control over flame matched him even after all the buff he earned.

That was amazing in its own way, but also scary as Aldred wondered what creatures would he face the higher he climbed.

That was for later, for now, he had to get stronger to prepare for the future.

Aldred glanced at the sword that penetrated the dragon’s neck. He grabbed the handle tight and pulled it out.

With a quick slash, Aldred cut a piece of the dragon and then ate it. When he chewed, he didn’t expect the meat to be quite chewy.

But something surprising happened.

[+4 strength]

Eating this meat increased his strength?

[User, cooking this meat will give you more benefit]

‘Is that so? In that case…’

He glanced at Bartrem and the others. “Guys, we’re making dragon Kebab!”

The soldiers cheered and prepared the cooking supplies._-.

Aldred looked at another panel that popped out.

[Analyzing… success. You have obtain the gene for Bajaragon. From now on, you can transform into this beast and use its racial attributes]

[Gene: Bajaragon]

-Fire breath

-Fire body (Basking itself in flames)

-Fire orbs (Floating fire orbs that can shoot out jets of laser and even explodes)

-Fire jet

-Flight

Aldred smiled and morphed into a Bajaragon. He was a gigantic red dragon with a majestic crown on top of his head. His feet leaped off ground and his wings flapped, soaring him into the air.

He also noticed his mastery over fire increased exponentially. His eyes glowed bright red, and suddenly, the sky around him exploded in flames.

Opening his mouth, Aldred activated fire breath. The flame belching from his mouth was nothing but spectacular. It was like the flame that came out from a spaceship as it tried to escape the earth.

He also summoned the fire orbs that could cast fire spells on their own.

Now this was what he would call a dragon. With hard scales and high control of fire, the Bajaragon was a beast among beasts.

Aldred soared in the sky, did a barrel roll, and dove into the ground. When he landed, his feet let out a small wave of flames.

Bartrem approached him as he morphed into his normal form. “Aldred, how are you going to turn this creature into an undead if we cook it?”

“I only need a small part of it.” Aldred slashed the Bajaragon to pieces, leaving half of its body. He can also turn it to undead first and then cut its meat within the real form, before summoning it back again.

He raised his hand. “Arise.”

The blob of darkness engulfed the red dragon. It squirmed around and enlarged before the menacing Bajaragon stepped out with flames coming out of its nostril.

The dragon bowed. “Master.”

“Your name shall be Teethless.”

Bartrem raised an eyebrow. “But this thing has sharp teeth.”

“That’s the thing. When I call it teethless, people would think it has no teeth, and not be scared.”

Bartrem glanced at the demonic appearance of the beast. ‘Even without teeth, I don’t think anyone would dare to approach it.’

The dragon bowed deeper. “This Teethless is at service.

“Turn to your real form for a second.”

The dragon morphed to its real form, then Aldred cut it down for its meats. The dragon was summoned again. It was confused as to why the master cut it down.

“Bartrem, please make a kebab of these meats.”

Bartrem nodded. “Let’s get to cooking then.”

Aldred and Bartrem walked to the camp. The boy willed the dragon to disappear because he was too big to keep around as a cat.

Pongo came out of nowhere and tried to take the meat.

“Hey, we’re making kebab out of this, so wait for your turn.”

Mareona, Mary, Mira, and Sophia were there to help. They had olive oil, paprika, cumin powder, pepper, salt, onion, tomato, and flatbread.

Without Aldred’s divine dimension, there was no way they would bring all of these supplies. The best they could do was hard bread that could last for six months.

But since Aldred’s dimension was so large, they could keep a lot of supplies, and some of them were cooking ingredients.

Aldred didn’t complain. The food he ate tasted good and he was satisfied. It was better to bring more food and ingredients than treasures.

If the boy said that to the adventurers, they would agree with him partly. They knew what good food did to their mood, and how it could affect the journey, but of course, they couldn’t afford to bring a lot of ingredients on their journey.

Most of the time, they only brought salt and hard bread. But those who had experience and knowledge in culinary could keep food tasty and edible for months even if they had to take supply problems into account. This type of adventurers was the best to travel with as they had the best food with minimal ingredients.

“Congratulations, Aldred.” Mary and the others smiled and clapped.

“For defeating that dragon? Nah, it’s nothing.”

“That dragon is so powerful. How could it be nothing?”

“Alright, maybe I deserve some praises.”

They all giggled and hugged him.

While they hugged and kissed him, they did not know that a powerful being was staring at them from above.

Sat upon her seat, Stella was staring at a mirror, showing a live image of Aldred hugging the four women after defeating the Bajaragon.

“It’s that snobby boy. Why is everyone trying to ruin my peace now? Even the mountain doesn’t allow me to use my power to throw them off.”

Stella was angry, but then she saw the boy morphing into a handsome, graceful man. Her eyes widened and her cheeks turned rosy red.

He looked like the man of her dream, very similar to the one that came in her wet dream these last few nights.

“How could it be? Is he the one I’ve been dreaming of?” She zoomed in on his face and blushed harder. When the man hugged and kissed the girls, Stella squirmed, imagining it was her that was being hugged and kissed.

She shook her head to drive the thought away. “That boy has great potential. With his power, he might help me to find the main continent.”

…

As everyone was cooking, Sophia sat on his lap. Aldred was in his adult form now, otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to sit on his lap.

She was squirming around which made her panties rub against his little brother.

“Aldred, will we do it again, like last night?”

“Eh, you want to do it again?”

Sophia nodded. “I want to do it tonight. Last night, I wasn’t satisfied.”

The soldiers hearing this turned beet red. What the hell did they do last night?