The spiciness of the shredded dragon meat that exploded like a nuclear bomb in Nicholas' mouth stunned him. The spicy taste stimulated his tear glands, causing teardrops to roll down his cheeks and drip on the ground.
'I want the taste of love, not the taste of spicy… Is this cub stupid or what?!'
The strong spicy taste made him feel hard to breathe, while his face had even turned dark purple. However, as time went by, his complexion slowly returned to normal.
As he chewed, the cold, smooth dragon meat bounced in his mouth, and the spiciness transformed into a flavor that made him feel very comfortable. His eyes grew a little confused as some distant memory came back to him.
