The Military Chef of a Ruined World

The small torches illuminating the inside of the building.

The shadows cast by them.

As I inserted my hand into the shadows, all sorts of items were pulled out.

“Cabbage, carrots, cucumber…”

“What’s that? There are even eggs and meat!”

“Now even cooking utensils.”

To be honest,

This ability was strictly not mine.

[Shadow Veil]

Ariella’s trait.

The elegant personal space of the nobility, how did it end up like this…?

From within the shadows, I heard a sigh.

‘Ah, come to think of it, I did say they rarely invite outsiders in.’

I remember saying that when I entered.

It seems this was quite a delicate personal space.

-Too small to be an inn.

Now, it’s packed with over a hundred vampires, of course.

Turned into a storage room, it seems.

Various food ingredients.

And my personal belongings have filled up the space.

Ugh, uuugh…

After subjugating her through my cooking and making her my vassal,

Ariella generally obeyed my commands without much resistance.

But this order to fill the space with my belongings,

She really disliked it.

However…

‘Since I’m the one saying she’ll do it, what can she do about it?’

She may have disliked it, but

She had no right to refuse me.

There’s no reason to waste this great space, is there?

I’m not sure of the exact mechanism,

but the items stored in here don’t easily spoil.

It’s likely due to a similar reason why illnesses don’t spread in this dungeon.

Anyway, the important thing is,

‘This space is the ultimate refrigerator.’

That’s why, on this dungeon expedition,

I didn’t load up the vehicle with a lot of food supplies.

In case I get separated from the squad members,

I only stocked up on easy-to-prepare military rations.

All other ingredients, I crammed into the shadow space.

As I inserted my hand, the vampires waiting inside passed the ingredients to me.

What actually happened inside was probably the vampires’ arduous loading and unloading work,

but to the people outside, it must have looked like a sudden eruption of all sorts of ingredients and tools from the stone floor.

The people murmured with bewildered expressions.

“Is this some kind of spatial magic?”

“They said there are Awakened ones among the outsiders too. So, this man must be a mage.”

“But still, magic that controls space? I’ve never heard or seen anything like that.”

“What an incredibly powerful mage he must be.”

“…No wonder he’s the captain of those soldiers.”

Their misunderstanding seemed a bit grandiose,

But I decided not to correct them.

‘They’re the people I need to win over as allies. If they regard me as a powerful being, it’s better that way.’

The only thing that bothered me a little was,

The squad members have never seen me use the [Shadow Veil] before.

“As expected of Sergeant Shin.”

“He’s amazing, isn’t he?”

They just seemed to brush it off like “that’s just how it is with Sergeant Shin.”

“…No, is this really just an ‘as expected of Sergeant Shin’ kind of thing? That kind of ability is beyond the realm of a mere chef, isn’t it?”

There was a rare dissenting soldier.

“Huh?”

“That guy still hasn’t adapted, it seems.”

“Just accept whatever Sergeant Shin does, man. If you don’t, it’ll just give you a headache.”

Anyway!

The space inside the shadow was quite vast.

Even after filling it with the squad’s extra food supplies, there was still plenty of room.

A substantial amount of ingredients.

And the skill [Five Loaves and Two Fish], which can multiply small portions of food to feed a large number.

With these two conditions met,

‘As long as I don’t die… I can feed hundreds of people for years.’

As I organized the ingredients, I looked around at Chang-su and the others.

‘They’re different from the group I met with Tae-wan.’

They had absolutely no possibility of cooperating in dungeon exploration.

They even half-threatened us to hand over our food supplies.

In contrast, these people are cooperative, and even tried to serve us a meal.

In that case,

‘I should reciprocate their goodwill.’

Bum-seok, a member of the group ‘The Revengers’ led by Chang-su, couldn’t hide his amazement.

‘Subspace magic?’

The man who appears to be the representative of the soldiers.

From an empty floor, he brought out an enormous amount of food ingredients and cooking utensils.

Somehow, he must have used magic to manipulate space.

Their group was relatively small in numbers.

But even so, no other group could ignore them.

They were driven by vengeance, hunting the monsters.

They boast the highest average level among the Awakened in this city.

However,

‘None of us can even imitate that kind of feat.’

Shooting fire, creating ice –

that’s on a completely different level from those types of magic.

What’s even more baffling is,

Thud, thud.

“Hmm, the preparations are almost done.”

This incredibly powerful mage, after piling up the cooking utensils on the floor,

suddenly started cooking.

“Mages! Light the fire!”

“Yes, sir!”

“What? Why is the firepower so weak?”

“Ah, well, since we’re in this dungeon, our firepower is a bit weakened…”

“There’s nothing more frustrating than weak fire when cooking, you know? Make it stronger!”

Even a fire mage came to join and help light the fire.

Seeing the process unfold so naturally, it seemed like he has done this kind of cooking many times.

The bewildered Bum-seok approached a nearby soldier and asked,

“Isn’t your captain some kind of space mage?”

“Huh?”

“If he’s that kind of person, why is he cooking? Is cooking his hobby?”

It was a genuine curiosity, but

the soldier had a slightly baffled expression, and then replied with a slight chuckle,

“Well… if you just wait and see, you’ll understand.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

An answer that only raised more questions instead of resolving his curiosity.

Bum-seok felt a bit annoyed, but

‘…No, whatever his hobby is, cooking or otherwise, what does it have to do with me?’

He decided to quickly lose interest.

What’s important to him was one thing:

Killing the monsters.

Those soldiers from the outside were the same.

Whether they’ll be helpful in slaying the monsters, that’s what matters.

‘There’s no point in wasting my energy on other things.’

He glanced sideways towards the door in the corner.

The place where they protect the people who have lost their minds.

In one of those rooms…

Bum-seok’s father was also there.

In his childhood memories,

His father, who always confidently held his hand and guided him, seemed gigantic.

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