Chapter 45 Putting Mustard on Rumsey's Face
"You asked me to predict." The prophecy bird made another strange sound like a hen laying eggs.

"Forget it, I won't bully you today." Rumsey snorted.

A table of dishes was quickly cooked by Belsay.

Even Belsay's mouth was so greedy that a fiery red light flowed down.

What the hell... I've been eating flour all day in this other dimension, and I want to eat some vegetables too.

Yup!

Why don't I bring some food in?

I'll prepare some food and bring it to the other dimension to eat later.

Kes couldn't hold back any longer. Every time Belsay cooked a dish, Kes would immediately go forward to taste the first bite. With every bite, her willow eyebrows would dance.

Rumsey also tasted it with relish, and his elephant trunk swung back and forth in excitement.

The prophecy bird was also jumping around to enjoy the food, and kept making strange noises like a hen laying eggs.

It can be said that by the time Berset had finished cooking the 20 dishes, the man, the elephant and the bird had almost finished eating.

There is nothing to complain about Belsay. After all, he is just a clone now. Even if he eats the delicious food, it will be completely destroyed by the pure divine power.

"I suddenly feel that it's a pity not to let this kid be a cook." Rumsey licked a bone and sighed continuously.

"I feel the same way." Kess nodded in agreement, feeling that what Rumsey said was absolutely right.

"But considering the prospects of the entire universe, it's better to let this kid be the King of the Worlds." Rumsey sighed again, sucked his bone marrow, and was in a good mood.

At this time, Belsay had finished cooking all the dishes.

"Boy, come here." Rumsey pointed at the chair next to him with his elephant trunk.

Belsay: “…”

Can the nose be used like this?
Belsay did not go over, but simply said, "Just tell me what you want to say."

"Boy, have you heard what that old guy Gvas said about the job content of the King of Kings?" Rumsey said to Belsay while chewing bone marrow.

"Creating planets, creating humans, and maintaining peace in the universe, that's all there is to it, right?" Berset made a simple summary.

"Yes, it can basically include these three points." Ramsey was very satisfied with Belsay's performance and asked, "Then do you know what the job of the God of Destruction is?"

"What does it have to do with me?" Belset said unhappily.

Rumsey: "..."

Rumsey suddenly felt a little confused.

Why doesn't this guy play by the rules?

"Boy, you have to listen to me carefully!" Rumsey bared his teeth and shook his elephant trunk. "The main job of the God of Destruction is to destroy some useless planets! Do you understand?"

"I see. You want me to help you do the work of the God of Destruction while creating the planet?" Belsay understood immediately.

"You're so clever, that's it!" Rumsey chuckled.

"I've done your job, what are you doing?" Berset asked with a smile.

"Of course I lay down for a while!" Rumsey snorted, "Boy, you have to understand one thing. I took you away from the planet called Planet Vegeta! If it weren't for me, that planet would have been destroyed by Frieza sooner or later! You would have died with the destruction of that planet! Just tell me if I saved you?"

“I admit that.” Berset nodded seriously, picked up a tube of horseradish and squeezed it onto the plate.

Rumsey looked at what Belsay was doing and said nothing more.

"To express my gratitude, this is the matcha I made specially for Lord Rumsey." Belsay handed over the plate with one hand.

"Hmph, that's pretty good." Rumsey was very satisfied with Belsay's performance and looked at the green horseradish in the plate.

This thing is called matcha?

I think the name sounds nice!

It should be delicious.

"But you knocked me out and didn't let me say goodbye to my family. What do you think?" Belset took the plate back.

"Boy, this is two different things!" Rumsey was anxious and rushed forward to grab the plate. Belsey jumped back and put some distance between him and Rumsey.

"Give me that matcha!" Rumsey glared at Belsey.

"No!" said Berset, dipping his finger in the mustard and tasting it.

But now Belsay is just a clone. When this thing is eaten in the mouth and fed back to the real body, it naturally won’t have much taste.

"It's delicious, really delicious." Belsay said, and glanced in the direction of the prophecy bird.

Prophecy Bird: “????”

The prophecy bird was a little confused.

Isn't it said that chili peppers are good?
Why did you change to matcha?
Oh, the chili pepper was just used!
"Give it to me, or don't blame me for being rude to you!" Rumsey snorted and glared at Belsay.

"Here you go!" Belset threw the plate directly to Rumsey.

"That's good enough. You're smart!" Rumsey smiled proudly and reached out to take the plate.

Just then, the prophetic bird suddenly moved.

"Shh!"

The prophetic bird flapped its wings violently.

A strong wind suddenly arose and acted on the plate at that moment.

Suddenly, the flying plate turned 90 degrees and hit Rumsey in the face.

Rumsey snorted coldly and tilted his head to try to dodge.

The scepter in Kess's hand moved slightly.

"call out!"

The speed of the plate has increased by several times.

"boom!"

The plate with mustard was pressed directly against Rumsey's face.

Rumsey: "..."

"I'm going to practice. You guys take your time eating." After saying this, Belset immediately used instant teleportation and disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, Belsay continued to perform instant teleportation to hone this skill unique to God Kai.

Rumsey immediately took the plate off his face and wiped his face with his hands.

Then, Rumsey felt a burning pain on his face.

Then, Rumsey wiped his nose on his face.

It's just that this wipe doesn't matter, but Rumsey feels a weird smell in his nose...

Then Rumsey dipped his hand in some mustard and took a sip.

"Snapped!"

In just a moment, Rumsey's face turned from pink to green.

"call out!"

Rumsey shot high into the sky like a cannonball, piercing through a decorative planet in an instant.

"What did Belsay give Rumsey to eat? Wasn't it matcha?" the prophecy bird asked curiously.

"Oh, oh, it doesn't seem so." Kess shook her head and suggested to the prophecy bird, "Why don't you find a place to hide?"

"Cluck! You're right, I have to hide quickly." The prophecy bird shook its head, flapped its wings, flew quickly into the distance, and landed on a fiery red land, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Only Kess did not hide. She continued to enjoy the delicious food with her tempting little lips, and watched Rumsey's performance in the sky from time to time.

　Asking for a monthly ticket! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)