SATRIO.
CH 156

Pandji turned back Damar Jati's hunting souvenirs which he called the most special 'food' in the black forest. He should be a little grateful because Damar understood his eating style by not bringing stealth meat.

Although it is said that stealth meat is very good for the strength of a knight's body, but Pandji does not adhere to that base to compact the bones. Pandji still avoids eating something that moves like a living thing even though it is in another world.

The three types of fruit that Damar thrust on Pandji are all dark black and mystical energy typical of darkness.

"The combination of three foods will make Mas Pandji's bones ten times faster to become solid" Damar Jati said with a suspicious grin.

"What is this, Damar?" Pandji picked up one black fruit that felt very cold in his hand.

"I think it's called a cherry" Damar replied as he scratched his head. "Or maybe strawberries, or cherries?"

"There's nothing in this mystical black than you mentioned, Damar!" Pandji protests with an uncertain answer from his naive spirit.

"A little different color I think it does not matter, the type is still fruits." Damar Jati replied with a mischievous expression. "Mas Pandji knows for himself that I'm not a man!"

"You're not kidding? This isn't a poisonous or rotten fruit?" Pandji curses slowly, then stares straight to learn Damar's expression. Trying to eat one thin smoky cherry-shaped fruit in his hand.

Unexpectedly Pandji immediately glared with watery eyes and a red face like a person holding a spicy. He was unable to even speak as his tongue felt it begin to melt.

Damar Jati chuckled slightly before replying. "I'm not saying that fruit tastes good! The so-called fruit of heaven in the world of darkness is not exactly the same as it is in the world of man. But it was the fruit and seeds that became the best resources for the demon princes who were drawing martial arts and magic here!"

"I'm sorry, I haven't finished explaining!" Damar Jati put on a slightly regretful face before answering Pandji's next question, "No, only food that comes from a demon carries a black aura on a human. Some who are not able to cultivate the energy and aura that is carried away when eating it have the tendency of such stealth nature."

Damar Jati glanced at Mika who was roasting a forest chicken not far from Pandji sitting down after he finished explaining.

Mika who was burning chicken stealth meat looked at Pandji with a look of pity, but she was not at all surprised by Damar Jati's words. His mind said that what he would later eat would not have a bad influence on his body.

"Maybe you need to try this, Mom! The taste is very different from the roasted chicken Wong Solo, this is more flavorful even without seasoning! Thanks for the idea of processing this stealth meat, Damar!" Mika tasted the burnt with pride, ready to eat one big chicken alone.

"I don't eat chicken of any kind, Mika!" answer Pandji. He snorted annoyedly at Mika's luck, "Is there nothing else, Damar? My body feels all the pain after eating this fucking cherry you brought!"

"Eat it all and absorb its properties with deep energy, Mas Pandji! It takes patience to digest these fruits. But after that I can guarantee Mas Pandji will feel much fitter and different!" damar Jati said casually.

Pandji's heirloom spirit just sat watching around. All was still as it used to be, no demon dared to stay in an area that still reeked of its aura. The dark veil still works even though it has been allowed to pass several centuries.

Damar Jati smiled proudly even though her thoughts were a little complicated.

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