Primordial Draconic Incubus With A Gourmet Chef System

A foot-long toasted bun with a plump sausage that nearly burst out of its casing. The sausage was slick with oil and its own rich fat, sending up thin wisps of hot steam. It was topped with crispy onions and a vibrant green relish.

The aroma was tantalizing.

[Y-you… you!] Ichi clenched his teeth as he pointed his finger at San's face.

[Old Man Ben was selling his famous hotdogs at a ninety percent discount… I couldn't resist.] San explained in a sheepish tone, then took a large bite out of the hotdog.

[You're telling me… you delayed our mission for a hot dog?]

San shrugged, [It's a good deal. Also, it's only my fifth hotdog. If we weren't on a mission, I would've eaten at least ten. You know how I am.]

Ichi groaned and rubbed his forehead. [You're lucky Master ordered me not to eat any more Ghouls for the time being. But keep this up, and you'll be next.]

[Quickly finish it. We have a mission to handle.] Ichi added.

Realizing Ichi was being serious, San shivered at the threat. Without a word, he shoved the remainder of the hotdog into his mouth and without even chewing, swallowed it in one gulp.

Instantly, as the hotdog slid down San's throat, his eyes bulged as he felt a tearing sensation in his mouth. But he did not dare let out a sound.

After a few moments, San swallowed the torn flesh and blood from his mouth, then breathed out a sigh of relief and mumbled. [Done. Let's get back to the mission. But you know, elder brother, maybe after we finish the mission, we could swing by Old Man Ben's for a hotdog. His hotdog stand is open all night.]

Ichi shot him a murderous glare, [One more word about hotdogs, and I'll stitch your mouth closed so you never eat again.]

After seeing San nod his head like an obedient dog, Ichi extended his head and summoned a glass jar.

The jar was inscribed with mysterious ancient Runic Symbols, and within it, a faint, almost ethereal light pulsed. At the same time as it materialized on his palm, a ghastly wail echoed in the minds of the three Ghoul Brothers.

San recoiled and swallowed hard. [Is that… but why?]

Even Ni, the middle brother, for the first time, had a change in his expression. He took a small step away from the jar.

[Yes, it's her.] Ichi confirmed San's words. [We don't have time for games. This is a serious mission. If we don't succeed, Master will have our heads. Also, no matter how weak Carlton, Duan Mu, and the brat are, don't forget we are dealing with Sir James. That's why I asked Master if we can use the Ghost.]

'I'd rather have Master chop off my head than experience what it's like to have my Soul feasted on by a hungry Ghost.' San had always hated dealing with the Ghost. However, he kept his grievances from pouring out.

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Trapped inside the jar, known as the Yin-Yang Hell Prison Jar, was the Ghoul Brothers' greatest weapon, yet at the same time, was their gravest threat.

Five years ago, they were just a band of non-Mage bandits who happened to be at the right place and right time. Like any other day, it had been a routine robbery. They stopped a carriage, robbed the owner of all of his wealth and treasures, and, of course, killed him to remove all evidence of their involvement.

The jar was among the treasures that they had robbed. At the time, when they robbed the carriage owner, they did not place any value on the strange-looking jar. However, since it had strange Runic Symbols covering its surface, they kept it. After all, an Artifact, no matter how useless, could still fetch a high price when sold.

But it was only when they returned to their hideout, that they realized, the seemingly strange jar held a secret within that changed their lives forever.

[Elder brother, go on and get it over with.] San sighed and then held his breath for what was about to happen.

Beside him, Ichi nodded his head, and despite the fear he felt for the Ghost, he kept it from showing outwardly. Lifting his hand, he placed it on the jar and unscrewed it.

*Woosh*

Instantly, as the lid of the jar was lifted by Ichi, a deadly cold mist poured out of the jar and began snaking across the stone roof.

Following that, the sound of cracking echoed as the cold mist seeped into the stone, causing cracks to form.@@novelbin@@

*Crack*

*Crack*

*Crack*

More cracks formed and spread out across the stone roof, but the trios' attention was solely fixated on the ethereal, spherical light hovering in mid-air.

[You are summoning me… again… so soon?] A beautiful female voice entered the trios' minds, but they were not in the right mind to appreciate her melodic voice.

A short while later, the ethereal, spherical light hovering in mid-air spun clockwise and emitted a bright light.

Following a single cracking sound, a translucent figure seated on a luxurious white and gold throne materialized in mid-air.

The woman was in her early twenties and absolutely breathtaking. No matter how many times the trio summoned her, each time the notion she was the most beautiful woman in the world was cemented deeper in their minds.

She had long, snow-white hair, and bright blue eyes. Her skin was as flawless as her hair.

She was wearing a long white gown that slightly clung to her beautiful figure.

Behind her back six beautiful snow-white feathery wings extended out.

Currently, she sat with one leg over the other, while her right palm supported her chin. The gesture caused her dress to ride up, revealing a long, graceful leg that could easily be mistaken for a Goddess.

[Don't get any ideas, Ghost.] Ichi warned the beautiful woman who was the owner of the female voice they heard previously.