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They just quietly ate their meals.
Najeta, who was standing nearby, noticed their conversation and became suspicious.
It's not a good opportunity right now; let's wait until she's recovered a bit more before making a decision.
Use ice chopsticks to pick up the dragon meat and put it in your mouth.
Creak~
The strange chewing sounds were loud in the quiet igloo, where only breathing could be heard.
Aoba and Esdeath couldn't help but turn their heads to look over.
"Cough cough~"
Najeta coughed twice for a moment, then chewed even louder.
The unique crispness and elasticity of dragon meat were fully revealed in her mouth.
The unique flavor of vanilla made it impossible for her to stop eating it.
"Is it tasty?"
"It's delicious! This cooking is amazing!"
Najenda couldn't help but give Aoba a thumbs up.
The taste is so much better than Akame's cooking.
"Haha, I'm glad you like it."
Once again receiving praise from diners, Aoba smiled knowingly.
However, Esdeath might not be so happy.
There's a certain unpleasantness about having your prey shot by someone else first.
"Qingye, are we really going to have her involved in the betting?"
"The gambling game will naturally be more equitable with third-party supervision by the third party."
"What kind of bet are you talking about?"
After finishing the meal, Najeta looked at the two of them with great curiosity.
To be able to have such a good relationship with Esdeath, a monster.
It seems this person named Aoba is no ordinary person!
And that sword...
Is it some kind of special Imperial Arm?
"It's nothing, we just want you to be a witness and help us set up a betting scheme."
"Anything is okay?"
“Of course!” Esdeath replied impatiently, arms crossed.
Najenda suddenly smiled: "What if the bet is to overthrow the empire?"
Chapter 119 Overthrowing Imperial Rule! The Chosen One, Aoba?
Overthrow imperial rule?
Qingye exclaimed "Eh!" upon hearing this.
Did this former empire general harbor such deep resentment towards his country?
Esdeath, on the contrary, smiled disdainfully:
"Najeta, you are still so ignorant."
"Ignorance? Ha... Esdeath, do you remember your last mission carrying out orders from the Imperial Capital?"
Najenda swallowed the piece of meat in her mouth and raised her right hand, which had become a mechanical arm.
He gritted his teeth and slammed it against the ice wall.
"That was just a mission to purge the rebels, why did you order the army to massacre the city?!"
"Massacre of a city? Najenda, I've said it before, it's only natural for the weak to be reduced to that!"
A remarkably relaxed smile appeared on Esdeath's face:
"Besides, I gave them a chance for revenge."
"As the weak, if you don't even have the will to become stronger when facing your enemies, isn't it only right that you deserve to be slaughtered?"
It was just a small-scale purge of rebels.
If Najeta hadn't reminded her, she wouldn't have remembered at all.
Esdeath looked at Najenda, who was filled with resentment, with a cold smile:
"And as a soldier, obeying orders is our duty!"
"You traitor who deserted in the face of battle have no right to lecture me."
Najenda frowned deeply. "As expected, you haven't changed at all."
"Whether it's this ruthless order issued by the capital as a warning to others..."
"You guys still seem to enjoy carrying out these orders..."
"It's beyond saving."
As she spoke, Najenda let out a muffled groan.
His gaze swept over Aoba, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"This handsome young man is probably from the capital, right?"
"Why don't you take me back to the capital? My head is worth a lot of money."
Aoba smiled helplessly:
"I'm not one of those people from the capital that you're talking about, but I'm still very interested in the bet you just mentioned."
A decaying empire, a skilled general.
It's a very good gamble.
"Esdeath, how about we make a bet on this?"
"Aoba, are you... really?" Esdeath asked seriously. "War is never a joke."
"of course not."
Aoba looked at Esdeath seriously, a determined glint in his eyes.
Whether in Esdeath's world or in the world he inhabits.
Both are fraught with instability.
Furthermore, more and more people around me are visiting izakayas.
Some unstable factors may also emerge at any time.
Just like the attack that Rize Kamishiro encountered on that rainy night last time.
He may have been able to solve it that time, but what about next time?
Will it be those same guys again?
Moreover, let's set aside ghouls, a species that only possesses pure fighting abilities.
He is still a general in the Hundred Demons Group.
The monsters' bizarre and varied abilities are enough to make them impossible to defend against.
Then there's the Hero Association, where Saitama belongs.
Those weirdos and aliens we'll encounter in the future.
It will probably be even more terrifying.
For an izakaya to continue operating stably...
He can't just be a simple cook.
Say it.
Aoba got up and stretched his limbs, then gently gripped the holy sword he had been using as a kitchen knife.
"Although I'm not very good at using a double-edged sword, it's still better than using a kitchen knife..."
"It shouldn't be too difficult."
He smiled at Esdeath, a sly smile playing in his dark, bright eyes.
"Besides, if I said the bet was a cooking competition, you wouldn't agree, would you?"
"This is a gamble with freedom at stake, Esdeath!"
The sound seemed to penetrate the ice wall, echoing across the entire tundra.
"Is it worth betting your freedom?"
Najenda was startled by Aoba's words and looked at Esdeath again.
An unknown light flickered in his eyes.
Esdeath's beautiful eyes lit up with surprise, and she was about to rush over and hug Aoba, but she held back:
"Okay! I agree to this bet."
She snapped her fingers.
The entire igloo began to collapse.
The biting cold wind once again enveloped the three of them.
"From this moment on, we are enemies, Aoba."
"of course."