If Flint could stop obsessing over his deranged theories about "flame ignition points and seasoning ratios" for even a single meal, the governor would gladly part with a treasured family heirloom. Every morning, his booming voice drowns out the usual clamor, filled with wild rants about how sulfur and pepper might create explosive flavors. Unfortunately, his mind works like a perpetual engine, never ceasing these dangerous calculations, which, ironically, has spared the governor from ever having to make good on that promise.
Story
Back in the golden capital, Flint's name alone was enough to unsettle assassins lurking in the shadows, for he could pinpoint a target's weakness from the faintest trace of scent. He once oversaw the empire's most secretive "gustatory laboratory," where a dish known as "Ember Pizza" was in truth an alchemical creation capable of disrupting the senses. At the lab bench, he ruled with absolute authority, his rasping voice and blazing perfectionism earning him a quiet title among the military: the Executioner of the Kitchen.
Only Bane, the exiled shieldbearer, knows that this sweat-soaked, red-bearded old man once held the empire's lifeline in his grasp, far from the mad cook others take him for. Flint commanded a logistics network that spanned the continent, with taverns serving as his web of intelligence. His influence in strategy rivaled that of any great tactician. And yet now, this former mastermind can be found swinging a heavy, perforated iron spatula, bellowing at bewildered attendants, "Too much in the broth! Are you trying to set their stomachs on fire, or blow the whole place sky-high?"
Flint did not step onto the battlefield to save lives, but to reclaim a forbidden recipe stolen by rebels. Facing heavily armored guards blocking the city gates, the old man unleashed a terrifying display of force. His spatula struck like a warhammer, each blow carrying waves of searing heat. He charged through enemy lines with reckless abandon, his shrill laughter breaking their will, and even scooped up an unconscious agent in the chaos. By the time they reached the ruins beyond the gates, Flint was nearly unharmed, save for a dirtied apron.
Skills
Conquest Skills
Used in Rebel Invasion, Rebel Conquests, and Arena battles.
Conquest 1 BBQ Feast
Flint prepares a lavish feast, restoring Health by Attack*200–280% to all troops and increasing Attack by 5–7% for all troops for 4s.
Heal Up: 200% / 220% / 240% / 260% / 280%
Attack Up: 5% / 5.5% / 6% / 6.5% / 7%
Conquest 2 Culinary Chaos
Flint's life in a chaotic kitchen reduces his damage taken by 10–30%.
Damage Taken Down: 10% / 15% / 20% / 25% / 30%
Conquest 3 Emergency Snack
Flint's regular snacking restores Health equal to Attack*50–70% every 5s.
Heal Up: 50% / 55% / 60% / 65% / 70%
Expedition Skills
Take effect when the hero is deployed on the Wilderness map with their troops.
Expedition 1 Super Nutrients
Flint's culinary masterpieces invigorate our soldiers, increasing total Squads' Health by 5–25%.
Health Up: 5% / 10% / 15% / 20% / 25%
Expedition 2 Trash Talk
Beyond delicious meals, Flint's trash talk increases the total Squads' Attack by 5–25%.
Attack Up: 5% / 10% / 15% / 20% / 25%