Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

"Don't take it like this," Arthur laughed, "I just want everyone to be stronger."

'Ding! Make the villagers carry the meat themselves!'

"C'mon!"

'Ding! I can bring delegations from each place and make them carry the meat back and forth. Like this you will deliver the meat to all as you want.'

"Hmm… nice idea," Arthur smiled before adding, "time to turn all the villagers into cooks."

He then appeared next in the middle of everyone. "Stop what you are doing and start focusing here with me," he shouted and everyone let go what they were doing instantly and glanced at him.

"I'll start cooking the meat, in the meantime I want you to focus and try to memorize what I do," he said before noticing the lumberjacks. "They have no role to play, send them back and bring me blacksmiths and their tools and ores."

'Ding! Why not move you to a village and start doing what you want there instead?'

"C'mon, this is more fun," Arthur laughed as he was already in a perfect mood.

The system started moving back the lumberjacks while bringing forth the blacksmiths. One of them went towards Arthur as he saluted: "Lord, long time no see."

"Agnus," Arthur smiled as he noticed his favored blacksmith, "I want to make giant pots like this cauldron."

"In the same caliber?" Agnus examined the cauldron for a moment before realizing how high grade it was. "This is… hard," he confessed.

"I don't want the same quality, but size," Arthur explained.

"Oh, this would work," Agnus nodded before adding, "how many pots do you need?"

"As many as you can get me," he replied while adding the materials to the sauce and waited for them to be melted with the sauce. "Go and start working now," Arthur said before turning to the villagers, "the sauce I'll provide, but adding the materials and meat will be your responsibility."

He knew making the sauce was quite an advanced skill for them to grasp. The villagers were crowded around him, watching what he was doing with utmost care.

As for Agnus, he left to lead the army of blacksmiths taken from all over the villages and towns inside the garden world as he started explaining the mission to them.

After two and half hours, Arthur finished cooking the meat and Agnus' team finished making many pots already.

"Now go and grab a pot, every group of ten will work over one pot for now. I'll provide you with the sauce in the next hour, then I'll supervise you to make sure you do it right. Then everyone might have his own pot," he said while emptying the content of his cauldron inside one empty wooden tank nearby.

"May I ask, lord, what's wrong with that meat?" one of the villagers asked while pointing towards the many fireplaces scattered everywhere around.

"Nothing, it's just a faster and different way to cook the meat," Arthur laughed before adding, "come, taste this meat for me," he took a small strand of the meat, not exceeding the length of a finger and with width like a straw.

"This…" the man hesitated before he went to take the meat. His face told it all about what he was thinking already, yet Arthur didn't change his smile as he was too confident in his meat.

The moment the man ate the meat, his face changed abruptly and he hurried to sit on the ground. Wisps of energy started to leak out of his body.

"Concentrate, don't let anything be leaked out like this," Arthur commented before adding, "after all you'll only get one piece of meat from me."

The man nodded before closing up his eyes and these wisps started to show signs of decline, yet they didn't vanish. "Sigh, it seems everyone has different affinities and potential after all," he muttered to himself while not hurrying to regret.

He wanted to test the result of this meat over the man first.

The villager who was in mid-twentieth stayed on the ground for almost ten minutes. This scene attracted the attention of everyone, even Agnus.

"May I try one, lord?" he volunteered after a couple of minutes when he noticed the man down there was emitting a stronger vibe than before.

"Sure, come and get this," Arthur took a slightly larger piece this time. It was ten times the piece he gave to the man.

"This…" Agnus noticed the difference in one glance.

"He is just a mere villager, not like you," Arthur smiled while reassuring him, "your body can handle more, I think," he added while Agnus didn't hesitate anymore and trusted the instincts of his lord.

The moment he put the meat in his mouth, he felt like placing a piece of fire in there. The next moment he landed on the ground and closed his eyes while no wisp of energy appeared out of his body after a couple of minutes.

"Good lad," Arthur commended as he knew Agnus was different. "If you can handle more, just stretch out your hand," he added and Agnus really stretched out his hand asking for more.

"Greedy one," Arthur laughed while placing another equal piece of meat in his hand, which stuffed it inside Agnus mouth instantly.

Then the two men laid on the ground like this while everyone was focused over them.

After ten minutes the first man opened his eyes, stood up while his body kept emitting wisps of energy still. "My lord, this meat…" the man paused, didn't know how to describe his feeling. "It's magical!" he finally said it.

"I know," Arthur laughed before adding, "take a knife and try to attack that rock," he pointed towards a giant rock in the distance.

The man nodded as he took a knife and went towards the rock. He just waved it, and the knife instantly shattered along with the rock after getting in touch with a big boom.

"Amazing," Arthur laughed, "he is way stronger than the rest of the warriors here," he added.

'Ding! This is just temporarily, after all his body still has remnants of that energy.'