Reincarnated as an Elder: I Became the Strongest Summoned Beast in Another World

Chapter 6 The First and the Last Supper

Soulstones are tools for charging energy; to put it bluntly, they are "dog food" used to replenish Naruto's mana.

Since it's dog food, using high-quality pork head meat to make it shouldn't be a problem, right?

"Chivalier, look! It's sparkling!"

In the restaurant at night, Furlyn sat alone at a table in the most secluded corner, with the mysterious cat lying on her lap, and the soul stone in her pocket gleaming.

"Very good, very good..."

Mao Die craned his neck, constantly observing the situation of the square-shaped young master at the center of the dining table.

He ate such a lavish meal... Salty stuffed chicken, a giant stack of meat like a hamburger, wild pepper meat skewers, and a cold meat platter.

Eat more, eat more! The more he eats, and the better he eats, the more energy the Soul Stone can absorb!

Who could resist a soul overflowing with richness?

"Idiot, why are you staring at that guy?"

In response to Furlin's coquettish complaint, her round cat head was ruthlessly pressed down, while a few leaves from the salad were still stuck on the fork in her other hand.

A vegetable salad without cherry tomatoes, a small piece of white bread, and a boneless fish fillet pan-fried until golden brown—this was Cecilia's second daughter's dinner tonight.

Rather than being stingy, it's more accurate to say she's healthy—if it weren't for feeding Mao Die, she probably wouldn't even eat fried fish, given her focus on maintaining her figure.

"Yes, yes, yes, is it not enough for me to just look at you, my master?"

Maodie dealt with it casually, claiming to be looking at her master, but actually she was looking at the soul stone in her pocket... no, there was something more eye-catching now—

The girl's slender waist.

The white lining was already translucent, and the light emitted by the soul stone grew stronger and stronger. Under the entanglement of their attack and defense, Furlyn's mysterious area with its graceful lines became faintly visible.

"Oh ho..."

"Hen...hentai!"

The classic catchphrase has appeared!

She blushed!

"Your Narukami is just a cat, how can you be shy just because of its gaze? Or perhaps..."

This was her taunting her from her bedroom! What could be more satisfying than personally launching a boomerang? And the other person was a tsundere, too!

"Shut up! Who gave you that... lecherous look in your eyes? You look... like a filthy thug..."

Furlin frantically tried to explain herself.

It is obvious that even if she belatedly realizes the situation and tries her best to salvage it, her authority as the master has been completely destroyed.

"I saw it and you got upset again..."

"Stop right there!"

She gave a soft snort, pouted, turned her head to the side, and forked a piece of fish fillet to forcefully shut Mao Die's mouth.

"Don't look up anymore! You're making my legs itchy by moving around!"

Since things have come to this, let's eat first.

At the table of the host and his servant, a delightful drama of bickering lovers was unfolding, while at the neighboring tables, there were hardly any people; the young noblemen and ladies had almost all squeezed into seats further away, as if trying to avoid them at all costs.

Some pointed and whispered, others looked wary, and only a few quietly enjoyed their dinner; the rest were gathered at the neighboring table where one cat and one person sat.

They were either believers from other countries or non-believers yearning for freedom, and in the end, they were only slightly better off than Furlyn, who was smeared as a "witch" by Orthodox Christians.

"Gentlemen, do you mind if I sit here?"

They didn't know when or where Ignis had come from, but she appeared right next to them, just one seat away.

"Huh?"

Furlyn was startled at first, then her expression turned unfriendly as she coldly stared at the smiling, waiting other person.

"Doesn't the noble red rose seek out its own kind?"

"I have received my retribution for what happened today. We are both cursed. I apologize for my inappropriate remarks during class."

The Lord of Modi, and those he injured, were seen by the ignorant Orthodox believers as witches cursed by evil spirits, and became objects of isolation.

In the heavens and on the earth, the change of identity can happen in an instant.

Please make yourself at home.

"Um."

The two remained silent and quietly enjoyed their dinner.

The conflict between the two women stemmed from family disputes. Although Mao Die had "added fuel to the fire" in the matter, she had no right to intervene.

He had wronged Ignis and regretted his excessive actions at the time, so he had to be more cautious.

He only needs to protect his master when necessary. As for their bickering, let them be... After all, he has more important goals now.

Piglet's slobbery eating habits were not worth watching anymore, and focusing too much on Ignis would only anger his owner, so Modie chose to direct his attention elsewhere—

The maid who followed Ignis carried a steaming bowl of borscht on her tray.

Ignis didn't know her, and she didn't know Ignis either. Following her was just a coincidence, and her intention was entirely for Furlyn.

Because she is not human, but Narukami, only her kind can sense the existence of her abnormal energy.

"That maid is Narukami, the fat pig's maid. I'll be right back."

Leaving only a message that required no response, Mao Die leaped to the ground and rushed towards the beautiful maid.

"Chivalier, you..."

Furlin reached out to stop her, but it was too late.

Of course, no one else noticed anything amiss with this "diligent" maid, and Modie wouldn't blame her master.

The newcomer was clearly ill-intentioned, simply because she was the spirit of that fat pig, and just as useless as her master.

"Speed ​​Superliminal (Time Delay) —"

Although Mao Die chanted about "time lag," the principle behind it was not the cessation of time, but rather another process leading to the same result—

With extreme power, exceeding the speed of light by hundreds of millions of times, it transforms into an ultra-fast state invisible to the naked eye through entropy change, thus accomplishing many things within an extra frame of motion without altering the flow of time.

Ten claws dance wildly, slashing and obliterating; imitating the Rising Dragon of Mount Lu, it lifts the bottom and sends the red soup to the sky; Oiiaioooooiai spins, returning it to its rightful owner!

Pig was still enjoying his meal, his eyes glued to Narukami's progress, unaware that in the blink of an eye... Narukami was gone, the contract was broken, and he was even backfired on by his own scheme?!

He was in pain and angry, howling in pain, while the victor, Mao Die, jumped onto the table and looked down on him arrogantly.

"Young Master Square, this is the soup you ordered. Don't bring the wrong thing next time!"

Mao'er delivered that sharp finishing blow.

"You evil spirit, don't be so arrogant! And you, Cecilia, believe me or not, I'll report what happened today to Father."

"Then your reputation as a troublemaker will spread throughout high society!"

A dying man's words are often kind. Tragically, that lump of pork head is still being processed.

However, the more he tried to regain his composure, the more outrageous he became. His ferocious expression was one thing, but the spittle flying from his mouth was truly shameful.

"We're ignoring him."

Maodie wagged its tail and rubbed against Furlin, who was getting up to explain.

"But……"

Furlyn was still worried.

If Pigg really makes a scene and stirs up a family feud between the Grand Duke and the Young Duke...

It's a small matter if her reputation is ruined, but it's a big deal if she drags down the entire family. As a noble lady who has been instilled with family values ​​since childhood, it's hard for her not to consider the entire Cecilia clan.

Is everything really alright? Will the massive explosion really not have a significant impact? Can Sivalie control the situation?

She had doubts, but couldn't bring herself to say no.

Because that cat was smiling confidently, and even flicked its whiskers with its paw.

The old man is so leisurely.

Since Fei Zhu has put it this way, it wouldn't be right not to give something in return... So let's just do it!

Quietly and fiercely, turn him into "dog food" (a euphemism for witnessing romantic relationships).

People may not have heard of the "soul-chasing" incantation, but they know the principle of making an example of someone.

Thus, no one can definitively prove Mao's guilt, but they will all understand one thing:

Anyone who opposes Furlyn is cursed and will surely die.

"If you gentlemen can tolerate this witch and evil spirit running rampant here, then allow me to report this to my parents!"

After saying that, Piglet, dragging his large body, struggled to his feet.

He slipped on the spilled soup, staggered several steps, and finally collapsed onto the pile of crushed food.

Compared to the dull thud, the clatter of Furlyn's little leather shoes was much more pleasant.

A table full of plates was shaken to the ground, and candlesticks fell over, setting the tablecloth ablaze.

"You'd better think of a way to justify yourself first. Damaging public property is a stupid crime that even ordinary citizens wouldn't commit."

Maodie, smugly carrying the soul stone, added insult to injury and mocked Pig, who was making a disheveled exit.

"You just wait!"

Pig is in a super-powerful rage.

The fat on his face squeezed his eyes into slits, and they trembled violently with each word he uttered, shaking along with his stomach and breasts.

duang, duang, duang~

Modie and Furlyn were so mesmerized that they didn't pay any attention to the pig's chanting while waving its cane.

"Ugh, so tacky..."

"Fire, drive it away—"

Just as Mao was about to make a move, the uninvited reinforcements beat him to it.

Flames leaped up in all directions, detached from the tablecloth, and then gathered again, creating a fiery tornado that interrupted Pig's spellcasting and swept him out of the restaurant.

"you……"

The master and his attendants were astonished and looked at the person who had come to their aid, expressing their gratitude at the same time.

"No need to thank me, I just did what I've always wanted to do."

Ignis smiled slightly and gracefully brought the steak from her fork to her mouth.

"Apart from that guy, we can all have some peace and quiet."

Since Furlyn offered no comment, Modie had no choice but to agree.

The unlucky person then left, and the two people and the cat at the table continued their meal.

They only knew that this was Maodie's first dinner, but like everyone else, they didn't know:

This was also Pigeon's last supper.

The Soul Stone's color brightened considerably, but its radiance was gradually fading...

It's almost full.