The Arks 95 The Ark Of Cooking

The Marquess let out a squeal as the Valkyrie appeared right at his face. She felt confused as she took the letter out of his hands.

"It's from Baron Tuazon. I thought he was a barista?" asked Mavislin, raising her eyebrows.

Minwoo instantly s.n.a.t.c.hed the letter away from Mavislin, causing the Valkyrie to frown.

"That's his cover job, he is one of the Kings," explained Minwoo.

"Geez, you're worse than Raiyen sometimes. I'm going to kill something and eat," said the Valkyrie, trying to open the window.

Minwoo freaked out as he tried to pull Mavislin back into the room. This caused the poor girl to fall onto the ground, denting it slightly. Minwoo quickly got up and was shocked at the crater that Mavislin had made.

"But you don't weigh so much!" yelled a very confused Marquess.

"You blithering n.o.ble! I'm not human! My true form is ma.s.sive!" shouted the Valkyrie as she got up.

"Come on, darling. Let's go to my kitchen. I'll cook up something for you," replied the blushing Marquess, dragging the girl out of the room.

The kitchen was rather small, but the pantry was stacked. From vegetables to various types of meat, Mavislin looked around in awe.

"So what is your favorite thing to eat at home?" asked Minwoo, preparing the equipment.

"Surprise me, Chef," said Mavislin looking at him directly.

Minwoo's smiled beamed through the kitchen as he grabbed the ingredients needed for the dish. His hands were lightning-quick, cooking a rather large piece of meat with a single bone attached to it as well as preparing the sauce.

"What are you making?" asked Mavislin, curious at the giant piece of meat.

At present, the Valkyrie just wanted to stuff the entire meat into her mouth. With a childish thought on her mind, Mavislin tried to eat the meat, raw.

"No! Cook it first!" yelled Minwoo, yanking the meat away.

The Valkyrie pouted as she looked up to the Chef.

"Why?"

"Because you'll die if you eat it raw!" replied Minwoo, in disbelief.

"But I'm not human! Let me eat it raw!" whined Mavislin, pointing at her chest.

"No!" yelled the Marquess.

Minwoo pointed his index finger towards the Valkyrie and frowned.

"Since I'm a human, you shall follow how we humans eat and do work," commanded Minwoo, turning his back to finish cooking.

"Demanding," muttered the stubborn Valkyrie.

"Did you say something, darling?" asked Marquess.

"Nah."

"Then come help me dice these onions," ordered Minwoo, as he continued stirring the sauce.

Mavislin let out a hefty sigh as she flicked her wrist. As she grabbed the onion, Minwoo skillfully and swiftly caught her hand.

"Without Magecraft, please."

The Valkyrie pouted as she reluctantly started dicing the onions. Minwoo was confused as he looked at the uneven pieces.

"You've got such a great gift and yet you can't even use it properly," sighed Minwoo, as he got behind the Valkyrie.

Understandably, the Valkyrie froze as Minwoo grabbed hold of both of her arms from behind. The Chef's face was dangerously near to her face, causing the Valkyrie to flush brilliantly.

"Here, you hold the knife up like this. The onion didn't do anything to you, so stop trying to kill it. I said help me dice it, not murder an ingredient," instructed Minwoo.

The Valkyrie pouted as she tried her best not to mess up. Truly, though she had learned how to cook from Ysabeau, human cooking was much more tedious. As Minwoo gave her potatoes to mash, the Valkyrie decided that the instrument given to her was interesting. Though using her bare hands was better, the instrument could work well.

"You're okay with seafood?" asked Minwoo.

"Yea, I'll help make the garnish then."

Minwoo grabbed one lobster and gave it to the Valkyrie, as he finished up the main ingredient. Without missing a heartbeat, Mavislin tossed into the trash and took a new one. By using her powers to grab one out from the tank, outside.

"Hey! You can still use that!" said Minwoo, taking one out from the trash.

"If you're asking me, I can eat it. You can't," replied Mavislin, as she continued to mash the good potatoes.

Minwoo looked puzzled as he looked at the poor lobster. By this time, the meat was already done, as well as the sauce. All that was left was the garnish, the lobster mashed potatoes.

"I'm confused," said Minwoo.

"You are only human," complained Mavislin.

"That's good in some ways, you know," replied Minwoo, angrily.

"In only some ways, not in detecting rotting flesh."

The Valkyrie s.n.a.t.c.hed the thing from his hands and broke it open. The smell of ammonia hit Minwoo in the face like a truck. It was at the sweet spot where the head was connected, hiding from the human's eyes. The smell was revolting.