Teyvat Survival Guide

"Your Majesty, we're here." Swann and Samuel stopped in front of a door.

He opened the door and walked in towards Samuel.

"Your Majesty, please." He said respectfully.

When Samuel walked in, he saw a long table in the red-carpeted room. Qin and Lisa were sitting at the side seats on both sides of the long table.

Qin and Lisa stood up and greeted him, but Samuel was stunned looking at the vacant chairman.

He suddenly remembered that when he was at the Dawn Winery, Master Diluk also reserved a chair for Lord Barbatos.

At that time, Lord Barbatos put him on the chair as a joke, and now...

"Your Majesty, please come and sit down." Lisa patted the chair next to her, motioning Samuel to sit over there.

Samuel sighed calmly, walked over and sat down.

…and Lord Barbatos put him on the chair as a joke.

Seeing him sit down, Lisa smiled softly and said:

"Your Majesty, let me introduce you to the chef who prepared this breakfast."

As he spoke, Samuel saw a figure wearing a pink apron bring out a covered silver tray.

The man had his long light blond hair tied casually behind his head, with a galloping hairline and his familiar ice-blue eyes.

Samuel blinked.

...Isn't this Mr. Albedo? !

It was the first time he saw Mr. Albedo wearing an apron, and it was pink...

He suddenly caught a glimpse of something.

Samuel:?

…and white lace?!

Looking at Albedo's expressionless face again, I suddenly wanted to laugh for some reason.

He suppressed his smile, as if he didn't care about Albedo's appearance, and spoke calmly as if it was normal:

"Teacher Albedo, what are you doing..."

Albedo spoke calmly:

"Ms. Lisa said that if I dress like this, it might make a good impression on His Majesty.

"You know, I'm not good at negotiation."

"Pfft..." This time Samuel really couldn't help it.

Albedo raised his eyebrows and curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

Obviously he knew that dressing like this would not give a "good impression", and he and Samuel already had a good relationship.

But yesterday when he passed by the training ground, he saw the white-haired boy being taught by Captain Qin:

——He seemed to pay too much attention to the gazes of people around him, and cared too much about the attitudes of people around him, and did not dare to make any random movements.

So when Lisa joked with him, "Albedo, if you had an apron, you would be more like a home chef," he thought seriously for a moment.

If I wear it like this... maybe this little slime that's always been so tense will relax a little.

That's enough.

Lisa beside him also laughed softly:

"Your Majesty, Mr. Albedo is the chef for your breakfast this time.

"Actually, it was he who suggested this breakfast. I was responsible for buying the ingredients, and he was responsible for preparing it."

Samuel nodded.

Let Mr. Albedo make breakfast for him...

I heard from Sister Grace that the dishes with traces of wind elemental power that we ate before were sent by the Knights, so they should have been made by Teacher Albedo.

Samuel widened his eyes slightly and looked at the silver plate, looking forward to today's breakfast and wanting to see what delicious food Albedo would prepare.

...But Qin at the side looked a little unnatural.

"Albedo, are you sure His Majesty can accept... dishes like this?" Qin asked, and from her tone it seemed that she had asked this question more than once.

Albedo nodded, brought the silver plate to the table and opened the lid.

There were three different kinds of food in it, three palm-sized cakes, a bowl of...porridge? And a drink.

For some reason, Samuel felt a little uneasy when looking at the bowl of food that should be porridge.

Albedo introduced him:

“These three cakes are made from crushed Cecilia flowers and sprinkled with a little turquoise crumbs.

"I call it the 'Oath of Elegance'."

A faint wind elemental force overflowed from the silver plate, attracting Samuel's attention.

He sniffed slightly.

Cecilia's pastries and turquoise! ​​Even though they were just a few crumbs...

But it does look delicious... and the pure wind elemental power is very tempting to him...

Albedo pointed to another dish on the silver plate:

“This bowl is a Wind Slime dish made from Glimmer Nectar, Dandelion Seeds, and Wind Slime Syrup through alchemy.

"I call it 'The End of the Wind Flower'."

Samuel's peaceful expression instantly twisted into one of horror.

Wait, what, what??!

What kind of cooking is Feng?!

Fengfengfengfeng Slime Cuisine——? ? !

Qin, who was standing by, took a look at his expression and held her forehead helplessly.

When Albedo made this breakfast, she reminded him that His Majesty did not eat slime dishes.

As a result, Albedo turned his head and looked at her, and said something like "Do I understand Your Majesty or do you understand Your Majesty?"

Well... judging from the fact that the Church of Favonius has been asking Albedo for food recently, it seems that the other party does have more say than himself.

But judging from the letter that Youla sent back from the snowy mountains at that time...

…Your Majesty was a wind slime for a while.

But she couldn't tell this to Albedo. After all, she didn't know whether His Majesty would be willing to let others know that she had been a wind slime for a period of time.

But if I didn't say it, seeing how confidently Albedo swore...

Thinking of this, Qin started to have a headache again.

But what Jean didn't know was that Albedo really knew him better than anyone else, even better than Samuel himself.

After all, he was the one who created Samuel's body, and he knew exactly what this body needed and what it didn't need.

So Albedo nodded to Samuel, indicating that this would be beneficial to him.

Then he introduced the drink in the goblet:

"This cup of Hurricane essential oil is made from a small fragment of a Hurricane seed, and the flower used for decoration is a Windmill daisy.

"I call it 'the prelude to a hurricane.'"

But Samuel was in no mood to listen to his subsequent introduction.

Putting aside the "Oath of Elegance" and "Prelude to a Hurricane", the impact of that bowl of "End of the Wind Flower" on Samuel was extraordinary!

This was the first time that Captain Qin saw the Pope's face without a gentle smile.

Samuel pointed at "The End of the Wind Flower" with trembling hands:

"Are you…are you sure you want to give me this?"

Although he is a human being mentally, physically speaking, this is still the same kind as him!!

Slime cuisine, slime cuisine...

He couldn't help but think of the slimes he encountered when he first crossed over.

Show him the grass slime with the flower, and the rock slime with the "armor".

There were two wind slimes that imitated his fart, and a little water slime that greeted him in the water.

And...the fire slime being used as a tool by the Hilliard thugs in the snowy mountains.

Now, come back to your senses and look at this bowl of crystal clear slime dish filled with wind elemental power.

Samuel had never felt so complicated in his life.

Reason told him that it was nothing, he was not a slime.

Emotionally he was advised not to do this, if he ate the slime, it would be like eating slime.

This breakfast is destined to be extraordinary.

Albedo reminded from the side:

"Little...Your Majesty Saint Samuel, from the perspective of alchemy, slime dishes can help you strengthen your body shape, which is beneficial to you..."

"I...I..." Samuel said that he understood the reason, but he really couldn't bring himself to say it.

Although he did feel the wind elemental power emitted by the bowl of "End of Wind Flower".

Albedo sighed at his determined expression and exchanged glances with Lisa.

Lisa understood and stood up and walked behind Samuel's chair.

"Your Majesty, if you want to blame someone, blame Albedo." She smiled and reached out to hold Samuel's face.

"Your Majesty." Albedo picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful, "Open your mouth, ah——"

Samuel watched the silver spoon containing the "End of the Wind Flower" getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision. He wanted to dodge but his face was grabbed by Lisa.

He closed his eyes in fear, wanting to cry but unable to, and felt deep despair.

Looking at the crystal clear slime dish in the spoon, he swallowed his saliva and was determined to die.

At that moment, he thought a lot, like a revolving lantern before death.

…After today, we must find a way to get people to stop hunting slimes!