A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 3] Chapter 43

[Vol. 3] Chapter 43: The Heavens Insist on Feeding

Not knowing that she would have to personally visit the Dark Forest later, Ifia listened with relish to the gossip. Regarding rumors like these, similar to urban legends, she always treated them as amusing stories for entertainment.

“I’ve known about the dangers of the Dark Forest since I was born. The outskirts of the forest are relatively okay, just with a bit more ferocious beasts. There are still survivors. However, what lies deep within the forest remains unknown!”

“Sixteen years ago, the palace formed a team of brave and skilled warriors to explore the Dark Forest. Each one of them was a renowned figure, very powerful. However, after entering the depths of the Dark Forest, they completely vanished.”

“So, if you want to keep your life intact, it’s better to stay far away from the Dark Forest!”

“Except for some fools who actively seek death, no one wants to venture in!”

As the diners around her discussed the Dark Forest, each conversation was filled with deep taboos, as if the forest harbored monsters that devoured people, making people feel fearful at the mere mention.

For Ifia, this successfully piqued her curiosity. However, Ifia had always been a qualified master of acting aloof. Now that she knew about the terror of the Dark Forest, she wouldn’t foolishly embark on an adventure just out of curiosity. Developing safely was more important than being reckless. With these thoughts in mind, Ifia’s legs swung in mid-air. She lifted a water jug with one hand and poured two cups for herself and Amelia to moisten their throats.

Taric Kingdom doesn’t produce tea, but coffee beans are abundant and can be found everywhere. However, since excessive coffee consumption can be invigorating, most people don’t drink it in large quantities. Therefore, plain water is the most practical choice, easy to drink anytime.

However, this barbecue restaurant, being a welcoming place, had put some thought into it. The owner added lemongrass, rose petals, and some honey to the water kettle, providing each table with a pot of visually appealing herbal tea. After tasting it, aside from being a bit too sweet, it was still enjoyable.

Although this pot of herbal tea could clear heat and detoxify, the barbecue restaurant mainly focused on meat consumption, not health preservation. The owner chose the wrong beverage, they should have gone for something to counteract the greasiness.

“Amelia, the taste of this herbal tea is alright, but I really want to taste the barbecue!”

The grand feast had not been served yet, so they could only drink some water for now. However, Ifia was enthusiastic about sharing delicious food.

After finding the herbal tea tasty, she immediately urged Amelia to give it a try. Amelia didn’t refuse and took a few sips, showing no change in expression. Facing Ifia’s gaze, Amelia raised the corner of her lips and said, “It’s not as good as the milk tea you make.”

With a look of rightful expectation, Ifia’s eyes curved, and she couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Even her two dimples appeared, making her look incredibly sweet.

“Really? When we return to the palace, I’ll make it for you.”

Ifia originally intended to share the joy of delicious food, but she didn’t expect to receive praise. This made her feel delighted, and her face lit up with a brilliant smile. She thought, “Amelia is getting better at speaking day by day.”

Her lips seemed to be coated with honey—truly sweet! Ifia remembered that when she first met Amelia, she wasn’t so eloquent. Clearly, becoming close friends had elevated Amelia’s status and treatment.

Well… it’s quite nice. Keep up the good work. Looking forward to Amelia’s future changes!

“Senalin, do you have lemon-roasted suckling pig today? I came early just to eat this dish!”

“Yes, exactly! Why limit something so delicious?”

“Only three roasted pigs a week? That’s way too few! At least ten would be better!”

While Ifia was joyfully anticipating, the owner of the barbecue shop approached with a serious face, holding a tray with several servings of barbecue rice.

Unfortunately, Ifia’s meal was not among them, and she would have to continue waiting. The robust and agile barbecue shop owner distributed the barbecue rice without giving the complaining customers a chance to catch his attention, resembling a slippery eel that couldn’t be caught.

Even with complaints echoing in the barbecue shop, Boss Senalin remained unmoved, maintaining a consistent expression. However, he took a moment to explain, “Lemon-roasted suckling pig requires advanced preparation, and with so many added ingredients, selling three a week is already the limit.”

“But indeed, we have a portion of lemon-roasted suckling pig today. Please wait a moment.”

After speaking, Boss Senalin continued to cook in silence, maintaining a positive attitude. He didn’t seem to realize he had tossed a bomb into a calm lake.

Upon hearing the enthusiastic discussions about the lemon-roasted suckling pig, Ifia couldn’t resist the temptation. She raised her hand to pat her bulging money pouch, intending to generously order a serving. However, it turned out to be limited.

Looks like she won’t get to taste it after all.

In the crowded barbecue shop, Ifia didn’t consider herself fortunate to have the opportunity to purchase the lemon-roasted suckling pig. Especially with the exotic people’s buff, the chances of getting the lemon-roasted suckling pig were even lower. She could only content herself by smelling the aroma from the side.

However, Ifia just felt a bit regretful inside, not being able to taste the roasted suckling pig of Taric Kingdom. But if she really wanted to eat it, she could make it herself and even add various twists to it.

As Ifia secretly decided to prepare a special roasted suckling pig in the palace kitchen upon returning, her focused expression, perhaps, made her look like she was craving it. This caught the attention of Amelia.

After some thought, Amelia spoke up and asked, “Ifia, do you want to eat the lemon-roasted suckling pig?”

For demons, manipulating someone’s desires was not a difficult task. Amelia could easily control the thoughts of the barbecue shop owner. So, if Ifia desired it, her wish could be fulfilled.

In Amelia’s impression, Ifia sometimes seemed lazy and reluctant to move, resembling the drowsy pet, the three-headed dragon Azhdaha, who would take long naps for several months once lying down.

However, upon hearing gossip or smelling the aroma of food, Ifia would instantly become alert, showing swift movements without a hint of drowsiness. This made Amelia think that Ifia was indeed an adorable foodie.

“Of course, I want to eat it, but I always feel like it’s not our turn. Let’s forget about it,” Ifia replied, coming back to her senses. She smiled and shook her head at Amelia, not insisting. She thought about how Amelia usually had a casual attitude toward outside food, so why the sudden interest in the lemon-roasted suckling pig?

It was like a well-behaved child who never fought for anything suddenly mentioning a particular toy, making people want to buy her the whole set of toys just to see her happy.

For some reason, Ifia now had this mindset. Initially thinking it didn’t matter whether she ate it or not, she now felt the urge to strive for it. Perhaps she could be lucky enough to qualify for the lemon-roasted suckling pig!

In a moment, although their brainwaves were not exactly aligned, Ifia and Amelia both had the idea of wanting to secure the limited edition roasted suckling pig for each other!

“Sigh, it looks like we won’t get to eat it again today.”

“Boss Senalin is really unique, he doesn’t accept money and just distributes the purchase quotas as he pleases.”

“Last time, Lenaor sent a pot of water infused with flower petals, claiming it has special effects when consumed regularly. The result was not only obtaining a lemon-roasted suckling pig but also receiving a hundred thousand Taric coins. I’m so envious!”

“Boss Senalin must be really rich!”

Listening to the discussions of the surrounding customers, Ifia’s dark eyes lit up.

When she had just sat down to drink water, she was thinking about what could replace the herbal tea to avoid greasiness and fit the situation at the barbecue restaurant. Now it seemed like the solution had presented itself.

It’s as if the heavens were feeding her!

Hehe, Ifia wants both the roasted suckling pig and the money!