Demon hunter s Cooking Manual

Chapter 688: Chapter 71: Things in Life That Should Be Remembered!_3
 

“No need, you’ve already treated me to dinner and supper, haven’t you?”

Feeling such sincerity, Jason waved his hand with a smile.

“If you don’t mind, you can come to ‘Food and Wine Pavilion’ anytime.”

“This table will always be reserved for you.”

“I, Bolun, the owner of ‘Food and Wine Pavilion,’ swear that all your expenses here will be on me.”

Bolun said earnestly.

This made the corners of Jason’s mouth tip up again.

What’s more delightful than someone treating you to a meal?

Naturally, it’s the promise of a long-term meal ticket.

However, Jason was well aware of his appetite.

He certainly didn’t want the young man before him to fall into financial trouble because of his ‘Strength’.

So, coming once a month would be enough!

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Provided there’s a chance!

After adding this thought in his mind, Jason’s gaze involuntarily shifted to the two boxes containing ‘food’.

He restrained the ‘hunger’, choosing not to start eating right there and then.

Not only was it inappropriate, but also because the kitchen’s ‘supper’ was still being prepared.

He couldn’t disappoint the chef’s intentions!

These two portions of ‘food’… would serve as a ‘snack’ in the middle of the night!

With this thought, his heart grew even more joyful.

Bolun and Emily were also pleased.

Especially Emily, who couldn’t wait to start flipping through the notebook.

Bolun didn’t stop her.

This was her due as a good friend, and it was also one of his promises from the beginning.

However, seeing his friend engrossed and excited, Bolun couldn’t help but remind her.

“Emily, remember this moment.”

Bolun said.

“Hmm?”

Emily looked at Bolun, a bit perplexed.

The young man continued to speak.

“To a certain extent, humans are rather base creatures.”

“And a base soul, once freed from oppression, will seek to oppress others.”

“Remember that guy just now, I don’t want you to become someone like him.”

As he spoke these words, Bolun looked directly into Emily’s eyes, his gaze filled with an unprecedented seriousness.

Emily felt a panic inside.

Because she indeed had some rather unsavory thoughts just before.

When she was merely in touch with the ‘Mystical Side’ power, not yet having truly mastered it, she entertained such thoughts.

The realization that she had such ideas so quickly, just like that middle-aged man who toyed with her, made Emily slap her cheeks hard, reminding herself once more.

“I understand.”

Emily nodded firmly, making a promise to her friend.

Still, the girl was a bit confused.

“Bolun, you’ve said that being weak is a sin.”

“But if strength can’t feel its own superiority, then what’s the point of being strong?”

The girl asked.

Bolun frowned slightly.

Of course, strength had its meaning.

But without the contrast of the weak, where lay its significance?

To protect?

To plunder?

All this is highlighted against weakness; without it, where lies the meaning?

The young man thought, his frown growing deeper.

Thud, thud.

Jason tapped his fingers lightly on the table twice, pulling Bolun and Emily’s gaze towards him before he said with a smile, “The meaning of strength lies in choice! A choice to act as your heart desires! Not because… you have no other choice!”

“As for weakness?”

Jason paused before his voice took on a lengthened tone.

“Weakness is a sin, but not one to fear.”

“What’s frightening is taking it for granted.”

“The entitlement of weakness.”

“The entitlement of strength.”

“When everything is taken for granted, that’s the beginning of destruction.”

Choice!

Entitlement!

The young man’s eyes lit up, quickly latching onto something, yet it was just out of reach.

“Is this why you are so strong?”

Bolun couldn’t help but ask.

But this time, Jason didn’t answer.

Because—

The dishes were served.