A God Killed Me By Accident, But I Reincarnated As The 4th Son Of The Marquis

Volume 6 Chapter 90: Shameless Duo Trying To Strike Again

Volume 6 Chapter 90: Shameless Duo Trying To Strike Again

"That kid is nice." Titus thought. Keith definitely noticed the conflicting expressions they had. That was why he stepped in to deal with it. 

"I don't know. Maybe he just wants the meat." Craig muttered. 

"Hmm?" 

"Just look at him." Craig pointed at Keith. 

"I'm going to butcher this thing!" Keith rolled up his sleeves as he marveled at the dragator king. 

"He's really excited about it." Craig let out a dry laugh as he watched Keith butcher the dragator king. For some odd reason, everyone could see dog ears and tails swaying frantically around. It might've fallen off from how fast it was going.  

"How is he butchering like that?" Morgan tilted her head. 

"Isn't Keith supposed to be a mage?" Galven questioned. Keith had been using earth magic to help the squad. He assumed he was a mage. But those knife skills said otherwise. 

"He's a swordsman as well. He's just waiting for the opportunity to strike." There was no need for him to charge into the front as they had Shakti. She could tell Keith was trying to fill in the spaces White Lily didn't have. 

"Woohoo! Groa! Look at the size of this!" "Watch out for the blood, you idiot!" 

Groa quickly moved away from Keith when he saw all the blood flying around. The others did the same. Keith pouted, "You guys are no fun."

"He's a strange one." Craig chuckled. 

"Indeed." 

"Alright! We're going to move out and camp somewhere else." It would be alright to set up here. However, it was not the case when there was blood around here. No one could sleep in such a condition.

The group nodded as they walked out of the room and into the next one.

"Let's  have dinner here." Examining everything that was here, they could stay here.

"Understood." Keith looked at the others, 

"Do you want-" "It's fine! We don't want to impose on you again!" Titus and the other leaders quickly waved their hands as they grabbed the others. There was no way they could let Keith cook for them. Not after what he did. This man had been cooking for them for the last few days. 

That would be wrong. 

"You guys don't want to. But I-" "Shut it and come with us!" Groa was the only one shameless enough to say something. But the rest of his party grabbed him by the neck, dragging him away! Well, White Lily had another shameless person. 

"Morgan, don't hold me back!" "Shut it! And stop being a mooch!" 

"..." Pretend I didn't hear that. Keith decided to do the best option: ignore it and walk away! Heading over to the side, Keith took out the dragator king meat. How should I cook it? There were different types of cuts.

A particular piece of meat caught Keith's eye. 

I have the shanks, so a braised shank and potatoes will be excellent. Keith took the shanks and started to tenderize them. Afterward, he tossed them into the pan to sear. 

Once that was done, Keith took some other things out and a pot. 

"Okay, I just need to put it on top of a fire and let that thing cook." The only thing left to do was to wait for it to finish. While that cooked, Keith started to make the sides. 

"Dammit! What is wrong with this kid?!"

"How could he make something so delicious in this small space!"

As Keith cooked, the other adventurers couldn't help but cry tears of blood. The place they were staying at may have been big. But that smell covered the entire place! 

"Groa! Control yourself!" Craig instinctively grabbed onto this man's shoulders. He knew where he was going. If he wasn't monitoring him, he would have dashed toward Keith's direction.

"How can I when that kid is cooking something so delicious right before me!" Groa's stomach was telling him to shut up and go!" And he wasn't alone in this. 

"It would be rude." "Rude, my butt! I will be shameless if I have to."

"Shakti, calm down!" Morgan's group wasn't doing so well either. Shakti was a female version of Groa. Her eyes were locked on to the food. 

"Just let me go! I need to taste it!"

"No, you don't! There's no need for you to taste it." Morgan and the others held her arms.