Chapter 49

People who constantly talk about losing weight find it hard to understand how wonderful the taste of sweetness can be for the people of this world. Many people never even know what sweetness is like in their entire lives.

The Material Plane still has natural sources of sweetness like honey and fruits, but this world has almost none.

Ruther and Anna, thanks to being the children of the city lord, have been able to taste sweets, but they can't eat them freely. Being able to eat three or five a year is already quite good.

This makes it even worse; if you've never tasted sweetness, you won't feel bitterness. But once you've tasted it, every day without it feels bitter.

Esk is willing to trade food for sweets, but in reality, even several times more food would hardly be enough to trade for sweets, as the yield is too low.

Ruther has been out for several months, and it's not easy to have a good meal, let alone sweets. Now, seeing the sweets, how could his eyes not light up with greed?

He thanked Esk and took the sweets without hesitation, taking a big bite. After that one bite, his eyes widened.

The sweets that Esk took out weren't fresh but were thousand-year-old stored sweets. Normally, sweets stored for so long would be dry and hard to eat, but that wasn't the case here.

The cellar filled with life-suppressing soil can inhibit all biological activity, even preventing bacteria from reproducing, while also dehydrating the crops.

The sugar content of the sweets is around 10% to 20%. After dehydration, the volume decreases, but the sugar content increases dramatically. The entire process takes place in the life-suppressing soil environment, causing the sweets to form a syrup inside, similar to the syrup in dried persimmons. This bite is about 40% to 50% sugar, with a fresh plant aroma, both sweet and fragrant, making the taste buds explode.

"Mmm~~~." Ruther's eyes narrowed in happiness.

The only one who could understand his feeling was Esk, as he had also tasted Esk's sweets. The taste still makes his mouth water when he thinks about it.

Esk took out a bag, which, due to its density, was heavier than food, weighing about 30 pounds.

Seeing her brother eating so happily, Anna couldn't resist picking one up and taking a bite, her eyes also narrowing.

"Is it really that good?" Lan pursed her lips in doubt, but unfortunately, the others were liches and couldn't taste it.

The little zombie quietly approached, grabbed one, and took a bite, but before he could swallow, Esk slapped him on the head.

Necromancers eating can easily cause their esophagus to rot. Although some zombies no longer have an esophagus, rotting in other places is also bad. What if it breaks through and falls out of the stomach?

Ruther displayed the terrifying strength of a Sword Saint, eating five pounds of sweets in one go!

After eating, he was still not satisfied. He exerted his aura, and a glow of fighting spirit enveloped his body.

He stepped forward, slashed with his palm, and stretched a few times, then said to Anna in disbelief, "I feel so powerful now. Oh my God, these sweets fill the stomach so quickly."

How could they not? With a sugar content of nearly 40% after sugarization, five pounds of sweets is equivalent to eating two pounds of sugar, with an explosive amount of calories.

After using his fighting spirit to digest, Ruther's stomach was empty again. He picked up another one and continued eating, but with the previous sweets as a base, he wasn't as rushed. He even had the leisure to raise the sweet and nod at Esk, saying, "The taste is amazing."

"Brother, where did you go? Our home was attacked." Anna complained.

If Ruther hadn't secretly run away, with him there, the gates of Ice City would have been unbreakable. The power of a Sword Saint in urban warfare is so great that enemies would rather raze the city than enter it.

Ruther shrugged off the bag on his back: "I went to Demon Valley. I originally followed the guy who burned our planting area, but he escaped from the hot spring. In a fit of anger, I went to Demon Valley to demand the person."

"Only two of the three leaders of Demon Valley were there. They said the one who burned the fields was Tullus, and Tullus was driven away. I don't believe them. Since they couldn't hand over the person, I secretly sneaked in and killed them both."

Ruther said angrily, opening the bag to reveal four large, curved demon horns. Only high-ranking demons could grow such large horns.

After finishing his angry speech, he turned to see strange expressions on Anna and Lan's faces and asked, "What's wrong?"

Anna weakly said, "They might be telling the truth. The one who burned the fields was indeed Tullus, and he was killed by Lord Ang."

Lan speculated, "So you didn't run away but went to chase Tullus? Tullus, being chased by you, didn't return to Demon Valley but came to Lich City because he was driven out and couldn't return?"

A cold wind blew, and the three from Ice City looked at each other, stunned.

After a long while, Ruther weakly said, "You mean they didn't lie, and I killed the wrong people?"

Anna and Lan nodded.

"Ugh, that's too... Never mind, I didn't like them anyway. They were too cruel to human slaves, making them skin and bones. After I killed them, I warned the others to treat humans better, or I would come back and kill them again." Ruther took another big bite of the sweet, venting his frustration over killing the wrong people.

Then he remembered something else: "By the way, who is this Lord Ang you mentioned?"

Anna and Lan quickly pulled him aside and quietly described Ang and his companions, along with a lot of information they had imagined.

Watcher? King's Projection? Angel Skull? Bronze Dragon? Holy Light? The temple reopened? Holy Maiden Lisa? So much has happened in just a few months?

Ruther listened, curiously looking at Ang, only to be shocked to see that Ang's arm was missing. It was there just a moment ago, and his shoulder was still moving. What's going on?

Anna and Lan, who were already used to it, said, "Lord Ang is planting vegetables. His hand is in another world planting vegetables." When they said "planting vegetables," they couldn't help but smile. Who would have thought that the Watcher would have such a cute hobby?

"Cross-world hand, just for planting vegetables?" Ruther didn't know what to say, staring blankly at the sweet in his hand and asking, "Does Lord Ang still take followers...?"

...

Ruther certainly wouldn't sell himself for a few sweets, but he often traded various things for sweets. He first traded the four demon horns for half a bag of sweets.

Seven days later, Ruther dragged three heavily armored shield soldiers' corpses and equipment, along with two live female priests, to find Ang: "Lord, I've found two maids for you. I also have some good news. Give me a few more bags of sweets, and I'll tell you the good news."