So Kyle emphasized it again.

"Maybe you're right."

The Bartlett Monarch smiled and said, "For ordinary people like me, the most important thing about food is to be full. If it can be made delicious on the basis of being full, it will be enough."

"The same is true for me, but sometimes, the specialty fruit platters from the Supreme Forest, the spirits from the furnace castle, and the so-called sacrificial dishes offered to the gods from the Holy Brinia will be even more popular among the upper level guests."

"This is indeed the case. Some people will say that these things are regarded as supreme delicacies, as if they eat these things, they will be different from others...

But for old people like me who have been in Holy Brinia for many years, I don’t like the things they regard as the norm, and I can even say they are vomiting.

I don't like to hear them tell you what the food that worships gods has. I only know that when I eat these things, I think I am in the temple where incense is sprayed.

It only has the smell of incense, but I can’t taste much food. Not only is the food cold, but the amount of each serving is still very small. Is it delicious? Can you eat enough?"

Looking at the unhappy expression of the monarch Bartlett, Kyle suddenly felt that the monarch had a little more realism.

It is not the nearly perfect stereotype of the "magic monarch" in the eyes of the illusory ordinary mage, nor is it a simple symbol that represents power and destruction.

In the final analysis, the Bartlett Monarch also has his own ideas, preferences, and even more than just food. When talking about Teacher Lucius, you can vaguely feel the contempt of Teacher Lucius' behavior of fighting against the monster girl in the street at night...

And a little indefinite envy, jealousy and hatred.

"Sure enough, I still hope that some mid-to-high-end catering products that can be fully fed and eat as the core purpose can be expanded and clean up those garbage catering brands that are meaningless except for exquisiteness.

This is probably why I must come back. I want to turn all the hypocritical and useless props into what I like."

Bartlett did not say anything glorious, but simply showed his contempt and dissatisfaction with these high-end restaurants that could not meet his core needs.

"It is indeed as you said, if you really want to completely replace the things that we don't like, there are actually two ways to choose."

Bartlett's mouth raised slightly, his voice seemed to have become a little more pleasant, and he said after a snorting:

"Oh? What kind of way do you think can make such a thing happen? Huh?"

Kyle glanced at the magic monarch with a slightly playful smile on his face, shook his head and said:

“Isn’t this something that everyone knows?”

"Tell me?"

"The first type is either to explore the mainstream benchmarking market of mid-to-high-end catering through years of brand management and sinking to the local area to explore the market of mainstream mid-to-high-end catering, and to form taste memories locally through time accumulation and continuous investment. In this way, you will be completely recognized by them."

Bartlett shook his head and said, "This statement is based on the fact that there is no external conflict, and there will be a large number of people coming to interfere with you and prevent you from robbing the market they have already stabilized.

Even if you can stay in the local area with your better cooking and reputation, you will easily encounter unreasonable plots.

Especially in the food industry, you can make up a kitchen staff member to squid and pee in a pot of vegetables, fruits and meat in daily life. A rational person will know it is fake at first glance, but as long as there is wind blowing outside, it doesn’t matter whether it is fake or not.

After all... the shit basin has been squeezing on your head."

Kyle nodded and said, "That's right. Once the external environment falls into a comprehensive disadvantage, we will inevitably be surrounded by our opponents.

We are a cross-river dragon. It is not easy to be surrounded on other people's territory. If we are peeled off, we will be lighter. If it is a little more serious, we may die on the spot and be eaten by others."

Bartley said with a smile: "So, how did you choose the second method?"

Kyle was silent for a moment, and finally chuckled helplessly and said, "In fact, another method will be more difficult, but if it succeeds, it will be almost done once and for all."

"for example?"

"When will the Iber Federation become the strongest country in the world, no one, when the human era is completely opened, other races will retreat...

At that time, this simple expansion model is completely unnecessary. Not to mention whether this thing is delicious or not, when it comes to that time, someone will say that the knife is on their necks and shit is really delicious."

"Hahaha... OK! Well said! I knew you boy would surprise me!" Bartlett clapped and laughed wildly.

Kyle snorted lightly and continued, "Mr. Bartlett, don't test me like this. Now this place is in my territory, and all your eyes are my people.

Just say something like this, just make it straightforward.”

Kyle rubbed his eyebrows.

It takes time to talk to such an old fox.

When he was guiding Kyle to speak, Kyle hadn't noticed the problem at first, and he really thought that the Bartlett Monarch was saying that he liked to eat magical modified squirrel mandarin fish.

But now if you look back and savor it carefully, you will find that things are far less simple than you think.

The meaning of this sentence is obviously to test what kind of attitude Kyle has towards certain enemy countries.

gourmet food?

Food is just a synonym.

It can refer to food, or the Duchy of Ingillans and even the Iber Federation have the right to speak on certain things.

In the field of magic, high elves, as their origin, have the right to interpret magic theory and the right to determine whether the theory is reasonable.

In the field of weapon forging, the dwarves of the furnace castle's refined construction of weapons is as long as their reputation in the field of fine wine.

For example, in terms of human discourse, is it a great influence on the people under its command as a federal government that manages the Iber people in a practical sense, or is the belief in the gods represented by the Holy Brinia, which has a great influence on the entire human race.

These things are all issues that Kyle needs to consider in the future

Many times Kyle also feels hesitant. After all, to be honest, as far as the current situation is concerned, during the early years, many countries connected by the Holy Brinia were each possible to stand next to the Holy Brinia again.

So a subtle thought came to his mind: "Mr. Bartlett, did we fight between the Supreme Forest and the Fortress in the past just because these two kingdoms tried to provoke our stubbornness about our territory?"

"This question depends on you to think about it yourself. Or... you can ask the Lionheart about this matter. After all, when these things happened, I was still trapped in the Holy Brinia and had no way to escape in person!"

Kyle nodded.

The Iber Federation changed the freedom of the Bartlett monarch, and during this period, it also spent a lot of effort and paid a considerable price.

The Bartlett Monarch of that period should have been under house arrest around the Holy Mountain.

Although the Bartlett Monarch could still enter and exit the church in the Holy Mountain at will at that time, it was said that he had never escaped the surveillance of the Holy Brinia almost every day and night.

"But..." The Bartlett Monarch spoke again, attracting Kyle's attention.

Kyle raised his head slightly to look at the magic monarch, and then saw the magic monarch's faint smile: "Kyle, do you want to listen to me tell my story?"

"You must listen carefully."

...

That happened many, many years ago.

A barren and backward small city-state gave birth to a genius magician who had never met before.

For a long time, this genius magician was invincible among his fellow mages in the city-state, and there were even many older mages who were so weak to him.

So for a long time, genius magicians did not like many of their peers.

The only people who deserve his respect are probably the seniors who grew up with him under the guidance of the teacher.

Everyone has extraordinary lenient towards him, and thinks that the genius magician should be the one who is most likely to achieve a historic breakthrough in the field of enchantment.

By chance, the genius magician's teacher arranged a task to take their research on enchanting spells at that time and traveled thousands of miles to the then sacred Brinia to attend a quite grand spell seminar.

The genius magician agreed without hesitation.

In his opinion, he himself is a genius, and the spells he studied with his teachers and seniors can naturally be regarded as genius spells.

However, after coming to the Holy Brinia, he found that things were not that simple.

Logically speaking, this mage seminar in Sacred Brinia did not restrict anyone from entering or publishing comments on the spell research results.

However, on the back of the "reasonable" there is a set of unspoken rules for self-confident operation, that is, those who can participate in this seminar must be recognized by Saint Brinia and qualified to study spell theory independently.

Can……

At that time, the city-state had no sense of existence on the continent of Zhusheng Futu. Even when he reported his location in his country, the staff of the relevant seminar needed to specially draw the latest surrounding map to see where the city-state called Iber was.

Obviously, after seeing that the Iber City-State was just a small city-state that could not be more ordinary, the relevant personnel in charge of the seminar looked down on these spell garbage from the small city-State.

Especially, this is still the infamous confusing system.

At that time, the masters who were good at charming people were not as tired as those in later generations, and had to change the masters who were fatal and called themselves enchantists.

The responsible supervisor who did not look very much at the genius magician, simply handed over the matter of dealing with this kid to Joshua, a subordinate whose ancestors were also from Iber's city-state. The implication was that he hoped that he would send him away through his identity as a fellow countryman.

This was the first time Joshua met a living Iber city-state. Out of some unknown mentality, he took his "membersmen" to a very famous restaurant at the foot of the Holy Mountain for dinner.

This restaurant mainly produces foods that are sacrificed to the gods.

Influenced by the church of the Earth Mother God, these exquisite and gorgeous sacrificial foods need to be handed over to the church's top leaders to enjoy directly, or scattered to poor families around the Holy Mountain as sacred food.

Simply put, it is the food given to the believers by the gods.

Such an act lasted for many, many years in Sacred Brinia.

Believers who are deeply influenced by the church directly reproduced this set as soon as possible.

They firmly believe that these foods that were once worshipped to the gods and were handed over to the top leaders of the church naturally had more noble status than other foods.

A restaurant like this was born specifically for making such food.

That was also the first time that the genius magician had a meal in the Selia Tavern.

Never seen such fine food in the Iber City State, a genius magician who only felt his index fingers move, and he almost didn't hesitate and started to feast on his feast.

For Joshua, who has lived in the Holy Mountain since childhood, the genius magic envoy's appearance was really ugly, and it also directly aroused his disgust.

When talking about Joshua, the genius magician always smiled shyly, saying that Joshua is very powerful and able to gain a foothold in such a strong country is a genius who deserves the pride of Iber City-state.

Joshua was very unhappy to hear this.

He frowned and said, "I was only born in the Iber City State in my earliest years, and I am now a sacred Brinian."

The genius magician said this without caring about it, but instead joked: "I know, I know, but Mr. Joshua, the blood of other countries will never be able to truly penetrate into the core...

Unless you are willing to trade more blood of your fellow countrymen for this honor.”

For this sentence, Joshua, who was a little embarrassed, argued with the genius magician in the restaurant of Ceria.
To be continued...