Turin and Hal both said they had never seen it, so they expressed limited expectations for meat they had never seen before.

Hal was the first to take his portion of chicken breast, pour some chili powder on it, then lick it...and then swallow the hot barbecue into his mouth.

Marin saw the dwarf spit out fire, then picked up the empty plate: "Come again!"

Turin was silent for a moment, using magic to reduce the heat of the chicken breast, then took a bite... and then bit into the rest of the meat like a starving ghost.

"I want it too! I have never eaten such delicious meat in my life! This is chicken! What is chicken?" Turin knelt down to Marin's cooking skills and the quality of the meat.

"Hey, I want it first!" Hal squeezed the young man away.

"You all have them." Marin said with a smile. While grilling the meat, he took out a large bowl of meat and bones that had been prepared and placed it in front of Spot.

As for the mushrooms, it was given a bowl of fresh milk from the elf leopard and some fresh meat minced by Marin using his psychic powers. This was prepared by Marin for the elves in the demiplane, and some of them were war leopards that had just given birth to cubs.

I was very happy eating mushrooms.

After Marin gave the meat to Turin and Hal, he also put a plate for himself. Unlike Hal and Turin, Marin preferred to use seafood soy sauce.
Chapter completed!