Lilia froze.
The mass in her palm was still “sizzling.”
Every time it made a sound, her heart twitched along with it.
Slime mucus rolled within the energy ball.
Abyssal Ink corroded into wisps of black smoke.
The roots of the screaming radish struggled frantically—
This thing could blow her hand off at any moment.
Use it… to cook?
For Lucia to eat?
Lilia’s brain whirled for three seconds before she abruptly looked up.
A dangerous light flashed through those heterochromatic golden and blue eyes.
Wait.
This pervert… was handing her a knife!
“What?” Lucia looked at her.
“You can’t do it?”
“Who says I can’t! Meow!”
Lilia nodded her head rapidly.
She shielded the energy ball with her other hand, terrified it might drop.
She squeezed out her sweetest smile:
“Don’t worry, Master! I will definitely make the most delicious dish in the world for you! Meow!”
In her heart, however, she was screaming: I’ll let you taste what nuclear explosion mixed rice is like today!
“Very well.”
Lucia turned and walked back to the throne, picking up the parchment scroll again.
“Lilith will take you to the kitchen. She will prepare all the ingredients you need.”
She didn’t spare Lilia another glance.
It was as if the person who had almost blown up the study just now didn’t exist at all.
Lilith quickly appeared at the doorway:
“Miss, please follow me.”
Holding the “time bomb” in her hands, Lilia shuffled out with tiny steps.
With every step, the energy ball jumped.
With every jump, she felt herself getting closer to ascending to the heavens.
—
The kitchen of the Eternal Night Palace was absurdly large.
Various unfamiliar cooking utensils hung on the walls, emitting magical halos.
The central prep table was already covered with bizarre ingredients—
A Marsh Octopus was blowing bubbles in a water tank.
A Lightning Vole was squeaking in a cage.
There was also a pile of mushrooms and plants emitting strange odors.
“Miss, these are the backup ingredients Her Majesty prepared for you.”
Lilith introduced them expressionlessly.
Lilia stared at the pile of things, her eyes growing brighter and brighter.
Holy cow!
These weren’t backup ingredients; this was a biochemical weapons cache!
Lucia, you really are a good master to me!
“Sister Lilith, you go out first, meow.”
Lilia waved her hand.
“Cooking is my secret; I can’t let others watch, meow!” She had to get Lilith away so she could go all out with the “additives.”
Lilith glanced at her, then at the energy ball in her hands, and bowed slightly:
“As you wish, Miss.”
“I will be right outside the door. If you need anything, you can call me at any time.”
She retreated and conveniently closed the kitchen’s heavy doors.
The door shut tight with a “click.”
The smile on Lilia’s face vanished instantly.
She placed the energy ball on a magical pedestal, rolled up her sleeves, and pounced on the pile of ingredients.
“Hehe… hehehe…”
A villainous laugh echoed in the kitchen.
She grabbed a giant basin and started throwing things inside.
“Slime mucus!”
A large glob of slimy stuff was snatched into the basin.
“Glue your throat shut so you can’t even scream, meow!”
“Screaming Radish!”
Protecting her ears with magic, a Wind Blade whistled past, slicing the entire radish into powder.
“Grind it into powder! Let you taste the flavor of a mental attack, meow!”
“Abyssal Octopus Ink!”
A whole bottle of ink was poured in, the black liquid roiling in the basin.
“Corrode your stomach! Let your guts rot, meow!”
Lilia was getting more and more carried away.
Marsh Octopus tentacles—containing paralyzing toxins.
Lightning Vole tails—capable of discharging electricity to numb the tongue.
Crying Konjac roots—eating them would cause non-stop tears.
She took every ingredient on the prep table that looked problematic.
And threw them all into the basin.
The mass in the basin had already turned into a multicolored mixture.
It emitted an unspeakable odor.
Lilia stared at it and grinned.
Just smelling this thing would probably take ten years off one’s life.
But—
It wasn’t enough!
She turned her head to look at the energy ball she had set aside.
That was the main course!
Lilia licked her lips, concentrated her mind, and used magic to lift the “biochemical weapon” in the basin.
Then, bit by bit, she began to fuse it together with the energy ball…
This was even more terrifying than being in the study just now.
The mixture in the basin was already an extremely unstable energy source.
Two types of unstable energy collided.
Lilia’s mental strength was instantly drained by more than half.
She gritted her teeth, desperately trying to maintain the magical balance.
Sweat dripped from her forehead.
Her hands were shaking.
Her legs were shaking.
Even the magic energy network was shaking.
Finally—”Vroom—”
A soft sound.
An indescribable object, dark purple and covered in twisted runes with constant colorful bubbles popping on the surface, hovered in mid-air.
The aura it emitted caused the magical lamps in the entire kitchen to flicker rhythmically.
Lilia collapsed on the floor, panting heavily.
But a victorious smile was plastered on her face.
Success.
She had created the most terrifying “Dark Cuisine” in this world.
This dish condensed all the humiliation and anger she had felt since transmigrating.
This dish would become the ultimate weapon to overturn the master-servant relationship!
She gave it a name—
“Go-to-Hell Perverted Demon King Special: Abyssal Chaos Stew”!
Lilia scrambled up from the floor and found the most magnificent, jewel-encrusted silver tray in the Eternal Night Palace.
Solemnly, she placed the glob of “Chaos Stew” in the center of the plate.
To increase the sense of ritual.
She even plucked the most poisonous-looking small black flower from nearby.
She stuck it on top of the “Chaos Stew.”
Perfect.
She picked up the tray and pushed open the kitchen door.
Lilith, who was guarding the door, turned around.
Her purple eyes fell upon the tray—
Then, she froze.
She stared at the thing that was constantly popping colorful bubbles.
Her lips moved, but no sound came out.
“Sister Lilith, please lead the way, meow.”
Lilia held her head high, a confident smile on her face.
“I am going to present my carefully prepared dinner to Master.”
Lilith’s fingers brushed over the edge of her own tray, then brushed it again.
She looked at Lilia, then back at that “dish.”
Finally, she spoke:
“Miss…”
There was a hint of hesitation in her voice that had never been there before.
“Her Majesty’s order was for you to use that energy ball to cook.”
“I did, meow.”
Lilia blinked, looking completely innocent.
“This was made using that energy ball, meow.”
Lilith remained silent for three seconds.
“…As you wish.”
She turned and led Lilia toward the central hall.
The corridor was very quiet.
There was only the sound of Lilia’s footsteps.
And the “glub-glub” sound of the bubbles constantly popping from that “dish.”
Lilia carried the tray, laughing maniacally in her heart.
Lucia, oh Lucia.
You calculated everything else, but I bet you didn’t expect this—
That your little pet would prepare such a “grand gift” for you?
Once you eat this.
Even if you are the Demon King, you’ll have to stay in bed for three days and three nights!
When that time comes—
She would stand by the bed.
Looking down at her from above.
And then say:
“Master, is this dish delicious? Meow?”