The Max Level Hero Has Returned!-Chapter 1229

The Max Level Hero Has Returned!-Chapter 1229

Chapter 1229
Yuria Helishana, the head of the Gourmet Research Society. Rinne, the vice-president. Marky, Tiara, and lastly, the dark elf and leader of the Shadows of Heins Territory, Aina Helishana. All five were lounging in the same room where Evangeline was livestreaming.
“So... Why are you guys doing a mukbang behind me while I’m streaming?” Evangeline asked as she clenched her drawing hand around her pan to the point that it was about to snap in half.
She furiously scribbled across her tablet, drawing with miraculous speed and precision. Rather than the usual Rainbow Slime, Black Slime was on her shoulder.
[LMAO the Gourmet Society is wild. No respect.]
[But honestly, they’re growing on me.]
[Real talk tho, ever since they started crashing the stream, it’s way more fun.]
For the viewers, Evangeline’s stream was undeniably fresh and unique. It was most certainly so not only because Evangeline was the daughter of Davey O’Rowane, Earth’s most famous figure, but also because every single person in the background was someone the average person couldn’t even dream of approaching.
To put it simply, it was like watching presidents, chiefs of staff, cabinet ministers, and generals casually hanging out, partying, and acting ridiculous. Except they weren’t some stiff politicians—they were stunningly beautiful women, which only made her stream even more popular.
Ding!!
[Constellation Sagittarius has donated 1,000,000 Won.]
- Congrats on hitting 60 million subscribers!
“
Ah.
Constellation Sagittarius... T-Thank you for the one million won donation. Man, 60 million subscribers... it still doesn’t feel real.”
Though there were many where streamers had risen to fame quickly, Evangeline had never thought she’d be one of them. The increased viewership meant her earnings had skyrocketed to mind-blowing levels, though money didn’t mean much to her.
“I plan to donate most of my income,” she said calmly as she put the finishing touches on her latest piece.
In all honesty, one of the reasons her streams were generally so popular was because she regularly streamed herself drawing, an activity which had little room for viewer bias or controversy. Though, frankly, what really propelled her to fame was the incident with the dark priest.
Her desperate struggle to save lives had won over countless hearts, and as a result, her subscriber count had skyrocketed to almost mythical levels. While the real-time viewer count certainly wasn’t always massive, the fact that her subscriber base exceeded the population of some countries was still shocking.
Her cute looks and smile made people adore her. Her drawing skills were also at the level of mastery that left even the art world’s most seasoned veterans in awe.
As far as appearance, her horns proved she wasn’t human. She wasn’t pulling off some quirky dragon concept, she truly was a mythical dragon. Her adorably charming demeanor that made people smile added even more to her popularity.
[Okay, at this point, she has to do it once, right? After you’re finished drawing, how bout it? It’ll be easy right
?
]
“
Hmm.
I’m not sure what that is, but... I’ll give it a try.” She tapped a part of the sketch that had looked like a mere doodle, touched it up with a masterful stroke, stuck her tongue out playfully, and gave a mischievous grin. “See? That easy.”
[How was that easy...?]
[Ma’am, you're going way too fast.]
[Art school students crying in the distance]
[No, like, literally crying TT]
[What have I been drawing all my life...?]
[Mom, I wanna become like Bob.][1]
[Come back after you’ve got yourself an afro.]
[The way she stuck her tongue out while smiling is criminally cute]
[Did I just time-travel? When did that doodle become a finished masterpiece?]
[Hey, hey! Where did you hide the middle steps?]
She laughed softly as others hemmed and hawed with awe at what felt like nothing to her. For her, drawing was a strangely effortless and fun hobby. Being able to share her art with people who genuinely enjoyed it made it all the more rewarding.
“This... This is the good stuff.”
“
Ah!
Don’t eat that right now!”
If only those lunatics weren’t doing a mukbang behind her.
“Seriously! If you wanna eat, go outside! Why are you making a mess here?!” Evangeline shouted through clenched teeth, on the verge of tears.
However, the Gourmet Research Society couldn’t care less about her anger. Instead, they just gestured for her to come join them.
She wanted to kick them out, with all her being. Yet, if she lost control and accidentally unleashed a Breath like the last time, she knew the whole room would blow up again. So, she held it in.
Just then, Rinne, who had stepped out earlier, returned carrying a large box.
Yuria’s eyes sparkled in response. “
Oh,
you brought it.”
“Rinne will set it up quickly.” She then began pulling things out of the box.
Evangeline, who had just finished her drawing and was waiting for the poll results to tell her what to draw next, turned and stared blankly at the lunatics.
She gave them a completely defeated look. “
Ummm.
What are you doing?”
“We’re conducting gourmet research.”
“I know that, but still...”
After receiving a hefty funding boost, the Gourmet Research Society had only gotten more and more outrageous. Case in point: their bizarre setup. They had laid out an expensive-looking tablecloth and placed a giant sandwich bun on top. The freshly toasted bread gave off a fresh smell that triggered Evangeline’s sensitive sense of smell.
[LMAO she’s gonna snap GG]
[Look at her face twitching LOLS]
[She pretending when she clearly hungry LOL She wants a bite, I can tell LOL deadass]
[Boss’s stomach is the world’s biggest black hole!!!]
Everyone knew Evangeline had a strong appetite. To her viewers, seeing her placed in such moments was pure comedy gold.
She didn't know how to act.
‘What are these lunatics planning this time...?’
Just as she was wondering, Rinne suddenly pulled out a computer tablet and started playing classical music from its speakers. While it was beautiful and calming, it was a piece most people would’ve never heard of before, even those in the industry.
[??? What’s that song? I’ve never heard any classical piece like that. Can you ask them?]
As the music set a peaceful atmosphere, several viewers asked about it in the chat. Evangeline sighed and relayed the question, informing the girls, “They’re asking what that song is.”
“
Hehe,
it’s a new composition.”
‘Guess this is what happens when you have too much money.’
Evangeline shook her head in disbelief. “So... why classical music?”
Yuria smiled. “Young lady, have you heard of prenatal care?”
“Prenatal...? Pre...
Oh.
” Evangeline nodded. One of the things she was most looking forward to was meeting her soon-to-be baby sibling that her mom Perserque was carrying.
Unlike Darian, who was the same age but not biologically related, having a different growth rate, they would be a real younger sibling. She had been eagerly waiting for their arrival.
“I... I’ve heard of it.”
“Yes. They say classical music helps promote healthy development in the womb.”
“And?” Evangeline asked.
“Now, look closely. Doesn’t it seem similar?” Yuria carefully laid a slice of buttered toast on a plate, topped it with eggs and various ingredients, then added meat patties and ham. She surrounded the table with assorted items that looked like prenatal care tools, acquired from god knows where.
Amid the absurdity, a viewer dropped a donation.
[Norbamook has donated 69,420 Won]
-
They’re not actually doing what I think they’re doing... right?
“Creating food is no different from the miracle of life! It’s sacred! So, if you give even more care to the process of creation... shouldn’t it make the food taste even better?!” Yuria proudly said.
Rinne nodded hard in agreement. Tiara, Marky, and Aina simply watched the madness unfold, figuring they'd just eat once the delicious stuff was ready.
Evangeline was stunned speechless by Yuria’s insane imagination.
[Constellation Leo has donated 50,000 Won.]
-
So... you’re saying it’s prenatal care with love and all that, yet in the end, you’re still going to eat it?
The moment that message rang out in the text-to-speech donation voice, both Yuria and Rinne froze mid-motion.
“I-It’s alright! The history of food is one of blood and steel! You can’t achieve greatness without sacrifice!”
“Clarifying that food and this living being serve different purposes. The primary function of food is consumption. Therefore, Rinne s no issues.”
They snapped back with immediate rebuttals, backed by utterly baffling logic, then lifted the completed sandwich with stiff, nervous expressions.
[Why is this so tense over a sandwich lol]
[That logic is absolute nonsense I don’t even know what to say lols]
[The fact that boss is even buying it is hilarious]
[Do you really think she’s buying it? Look at her face]
[Why you picking fights in chat bro]
Ignoring all of it, Yuria, the leader of the Gourmet Research Society, took a bite of the sandwich, and her expression quickly turned ecstatic. “
Ahh... Aaaahhhh...
”
“W-What is it?!”
“
Ahh...
Awesome!” Where she’d learned that exclamation from, no one knew.
Seeing Yuria making a satisfied face, Evangeline frowned. “Either give me some... or get out!!!”
Watching someone eat right in front of her without partaking herself made her stomach churn in frustration.
* * *
Davey was the one who usually took care of the primary duties of Heins Territory.
However, whenever he was away, Amy, his administrative deputy, had always taken over that responsibility. Even so, he had told her to ease off and reclaim control of her own life, becoming her own self-actualized person.
Naturally, that meant most of the duties had since shifted to Perserque. Yet, with her pregnancy making movement difficult, the work had mostly landed in the hands of Aeria, a former imperial princess, and Illyna.
However, Aeria was easily swayed by emotion, and with how hyper Darian was, she rarely even had time to focus. As such, Illyna had taken on the lion’s share of the administrative burden.
Then, with Illyna having departed from the territory to locate Josiah, that workload had inevitably circled back to Davey.
“
Tch.
What a pain...” He quickly skimmed through stacks of s, stamping each with the lord’s seal rapidly.
If Amy hadn’t been around all that time, he’d have been stuck doing all of it himself for years. Sure, as the lord, that responsibility was technically his from the start, but staying chained to a desk would mean giving up on everything else.
To him, it was ridiculous.
“By the way, Amy, welcome back. Still no luck finding any Sacred Grass?”
“I’m sorry, Your Highness. I’ve reached out to the noble families that cultivate it, but most are facing poor harvests or have waiting lists...”
They could certainly try negotiating with the ones holding the reservations, since they had plenty of resources and money to offer in return.
Heins Territory had begun exporting small numbers of mana carriages that worked without horses, which Aeonitia and the dwarves had developed through a joint effort. While their speed wasn’t much different from the ones that ran on horses, the nearly complete lack of maintenance, coupled with incredible simplicit,y made them popular in many regions.
Perserque might be obsessed with sports cars, yet back in the day, she’d loved nothing more than blazing across the land in a mana-powered carriage. Given that even she found enjoyment, it was no surprise that it was popular amongst those who prioritized speed and thrill.
“Sacred Grass is used for a ton of things, and regulations are strict. International law requires that potential buyers clearly state how they will use it once purchased.”
That was the real issue they'd run into. Anyone purchasing Sacred Grass had to its intended use. Though it had a wide range of applications, it also had immense potential for abuse. That had led to the cultivation of naturally grown Sacred Grass being tightly controlled and deliberately limited as well.
Only select noble families in a few countries were allowed to manage it directly.
“What kind of problems has Sacred Grass caused in the past?”
“Well, the Central Continent’s narcotics war comes to mind. That’s actually the main reason the Continental Union cracked down on its cultivation.”
“
Tch.
What a pain in the ass.” Honestly, Davey didn’t care how the grass was acquired or how others used it. What mattered was that his and Perserque’s child carried a trace of demonic force.
Sacred Grass was essential not only for developing the innate ability to regulate that energy, but also for other key developmental factors. Sure, he could obtain the substance through unofficial routes, but anything he successfully got would be of garbage quality. Davey wasn’t about to give his unborn child something deficient.
Since Heins Territory was capable of controlling its own climate, they had the potential to grow it themselves, but Sacred Grass took a long time to cultivate. It made more sense for them to buy a mature batch first to address their needs.
“So what are our current options?”
“I’ve gone ahead and narrowed it down to noble families who’ve recently harvested a batch,” Amy said as she handed over the list.
Davey scanned it with interest and nodded.
The list contained the names of Count Muselrad, Baron Costomo, Viscount Vesper, and Count Chyde. Most of them were from lower noble houses, scattered across the border regions. Yet, their influence far exceeded their titles.
Each house received promised state support and military protection for as long as their Sacred Grass operations remained active, as a measure to prevent unauthorized distribution and misuse of the substance. In fact, the oversight was so strict that unofficial sourcing was nearly impossible unless the families provided it directly. The legal framework backing them justified the surveillance.
Davey tapped a name on the list: Count Chyde. “Wait... Look at this one.”
“Is there a problem?”
“Isn’t that where Josiah ended up?”
The Chyde family was in a tiny kingdom in the southern part of the Central Continent. It was a remote and rural place, though Davey finally remembered where he’d seen the name.
It was the same noble house where that idiot boy, caught up in one of Josiah’s wild experiments, had accidentally summoned her.
“Your Highness?”
“
Hmmm.
This just got interesting,” Davey said while making a curious smile.
That’s when a voice suddenly rang out behind him, eerily close. “I want to go, too.”
“
Whadafuh!
” He turned his head, only to see Reina smiling radiantly right behind him.
“When did you get in here...?”
“Who knows?”
Something about it felt very familiar and very unsettling to him. Davey shook his head. “No. There’s no need to make a big scene. I’ll pick up Josiah, cut the contract while I’m at it, and maybe start some negotiations...”
“I'm going.”
“Are you even listening to me?”
“I'm going.” Her bright smile remained unchanged as she slowly blinked her eyes.
It was a beautiful smile, but there was something strangely dim about her gaze.
“You need someone to attend to you, so I’m going.”
“You don’t need to attend to me.”
Davey hadn’t brought Reina there to serve him in the first place. He’d simply told her to take it easy and rest at Heins Territory. However, Reina didn’t behave the way he expected.
“I’m going.”
“Fine. Okay.”
As soon as he agreed, Reina beamed at him. The eerie sense of deja vu washed over him.
Meanwhile, Amy turned pale.
“Amy? What’s wrong?”
“
Ah...
It’s nothing, Your Highness. Will you be leaving right away?”
“I’ll go pick up Josiah and drop by Count Chyde to set a deal up. Just a quick visit, so don’t worry about it.”
He had been too distant from his family lately, especially Perserque, so making the effort was his duty as their head.
Of course, there was something he didn’t yet realize...
That Josiah, as a Vampire Lord, might’ve signed herself into an incredibly troublesome contract.
1. Bob here refers to Bob Ross, an American painter and television art instructor who was renowned for his mellow style and affable demeanor. He is especially well-known in Korea as part of a meme. His famous quote “That Easy” is well used in Korea. ☜

Chapter 1229