Dungeon? This Tree? Why Don't You Join Me for Lunch? (Dungeon Core)
Chapter 66: No Sugar For You!

Chapter 66: Chapter 66: No Sugar For You!

One cup of quinoa to 2 cups of water, boil on medium heat until it looks like caviar...

The Health Dungeon was a dungeon no one wanted to go in.

There were only monsters made from healthy foods inside!

Besides, the core cheated.

Having a mob move her crystal around every time some obese adventurer, who hated the food she served, came too closer.

But that was beside the point! She was now a part of the Nymph Union! Which meant, I could ask her for tips at any time of the day!

Besides, Edda already took over as her system. Oh, Aurora was going to be very busy!

Supplying me with food... he he.

No one reads contracts these days. It is such a shame.

"Sylvan! I can’t supply you with five sacks of potatoes! I have mobs to create!" Aurora whined, but the contract was binding. "What is happening? Where is my system?"

"Peace, my sister," I told her, as I used the concentration of someone who was defusing a firestorm rune to measure up exactly one cup of the strange seeds.

Nate had supplied me with the tiny variety. Aurora’s picture in the instructions had bigger seeds.

I knew that this was going to be a balancing act.

"I’ll peace

you, you ass!" The dungeon roared. "I have an army!"

"I have a Boliarin husband," I was not going to negotiate with someone whom I had wrapped up in a contract. "You can leave, you can even pay the fine, but if I die, you die."

I could hear it through our link as Aurora blinked. Then she gulped as I showed her a picture of Nate who was eating boiled eggs.

She, apparently, found it just as disturbing as I did. Which was good.

Boiled eggs and eyes had plenty in common. Or so my scared brain liked to tell me.

"One won’t be enough to take over my dungeon!" She protested, but I could feel the whimper in her voice.

"The dungeon no one goes into?" I snapped. Honestly, some people! Sure, no one came into the Tree of Memories either, but I was on the peaceful list!

Aurora was an old-fashioned murder core!

"Hey!" She hissed right back. "Watch your trap!"

Oh, she did not! I dumped the quinoa in the frying pan, beginning to stir it aggressively.

"What? The truth hurts, doesn’t it? Only those who are thrown inside of your halls tied up with a timer rune have anything to do with you! And you know what? They are thrown in there because they need to lose weight! You don’t feed people, you make them..." I started blinking.

But... Aurora did feed people.

Once those adventurers were finally released by her, if she liked them well enough, that is, they were nice and muscular.

"Aurora, you are the Master Chef here," I told her because she did good for those who ventured in her halls. "How can I make a sugarless, flourless, dairy-freecake?"

"How about you ask a fairy for three wishes?" Her sarcasm was the stuff of legends.

Fairies were, for the most part, still zombies. But, hey, the ones who were free could help!

"I will!" And I did!

As a fairy appeared, summoned through my link to Doran, I bowed to the tiny woman.

"Miss, I would like to make sugarless, flourless, dairy-free cake!" I told her, practically chirping my wish.

Her hair began to steam.

"Ask for something else!" Her hand grabbed mine. Her eyes were shining. "I beg you!"

"It can’t be impossible!"

Her hair caught on fire!

"You asshat!"

Those were her final words, as she turned into ash at my feet.

"Sylvan," Desmond said, as he came to sit by me. "There are other sweet things besides food you can give me. If you just..."

He began to nuzzle his nose at my nape.

But I, who had been making pancakes just minutes before, still smelt of vanilla. So, my brain made its own conclusions.

"You want something with vanilla!" I told him, jumping up. He fell on the stone floor, looking at me so, as if he were seeing me for the first time.

Then he looked at Nate.

"What did it take for you?" He asked, as he just stood up and went to sit by his colleague.

"Aron losing his mind and then dragging us all for a nice, good orgy," Nate told him, wrapping an arm around his waist.

But this conversation didn’t register completely to my brain! I was making up a plan!

So, my brain began to make the following cooking equation:

Quinoa is like pasta. Vanilla made everything think that something was sweet! Why else would Desmond sniff at me? And then... hm, the apple idea had merit!

After all, baked apples were sweet even if someone didn’t put sugar inside of them!

And then... well, eggs could be used to glue the quinoa together. The more eggs, the more cake-like the cake!

Hm, I thought to myself. But... were the apples enough?

I looked at Desmond. Surely, he would like surprises! I began to look inside the pantries.

No bananas. Darn!

Still, as I was about to give up on my quest to make a cake and butter Desmond with something that I could cook, my fingers brushed it:

A jar with cocoa!

My brain picked up the equation once more:

Ok, chocolate, even if it wasn’t going to be very sweet, was always good!

Then I saw it: a jar with raisins!

"Nate, I love you!" I screamed!

There was something about the raisins that called to me. I picked up everything, with the oil, no olive oil because Nate didn’t want to pay extra or didn’t like it, I didn’t know.

Soon, I was back to stirring the quinoa.

I heard scratching noises.

"Aurora?" Strange, I didn’t think that my words had moved her. "Are you taking notes?"

"I will become the most visited dieting center there is!" Aurora exclaimed. "No one can stop me!"

It was strange that my greatest ally was going to use me to do the greatest evil there was: force people on a diet.

But... I thought I could do damage control back then. After all, I was going to test the food on myself first!

Taking full responsibility!

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