Chapter 493

Chapter 493: # 493 Culinary Duel, and Dark Riot.

“Ooh…… This…!

Two dishes line up before me. Both come with rice, miso soup, and aromas.

The difference is the main meat dish placed in the center. Pigs on one side and chickens on the other. It is ginger grilled pork and chicken Nambari.

Wherever you look at it, it’s a ginger-baked pork set meal and a chicken Nambu set meal.

Chicken Nambu is Japanese food? And I wondered a little bit, but let’s not touch on the details. Even though I don’t know, there’s no way I know them from another world.

But I’ve had pork ginger grilled several times since I’ve been here, but it’s been a long time since you’ve had chicken Nambu. Is that it? Did you give Lou a recipe for chicken Nambu?

I can’t tell which one made it just because it looks like it. But my eyes really turn to Chicken Nanban.

Because in that maze, if I made the chicken I chased Nanban chicken, I was going to savor it.

“… sounds delicious…”

Yae accidentally rattles his throat at at the dish that was served before me. How’s it going? It’s in front of my daughters, so have some moderation.

“We have it for the mothers, too. Rest assured.”

“Oh! That’s Lord Lou’s daughter!

You guessed Yae’s feelings, and Arcia and Lou brought chicken Nam barbarian and ginger grilled fixed meals, respectively. Everyone can eat at ease……

Well, and. I can’t watch it forever. Is it time for me to feed you?

“Let’s start with this chicken Nambu over here. I’ll have it.”

I knew I could do it. It bothers me.

Pinch up the one in the middle with chopsticks. White chicken visible in fox-colored clothes. And the sweet vinegar sauce and tartare sauce on the body appetite in response.

The gravy popped up when I bit the chicken after the crisp teeth. In addition to the flavour of the meat, the sourness of the sweet vinegar sauce and the stickiness of the tartare sauce play a wonderful harmony.

Stick white rice in while it has that aftertaste. Ugh.

“Yummy!”

I can’t stop chopsticks. Taste the chicken Nanban, enjoy the rice without it, re-mouth with the fragrance, and flush the flavor refreshingly with miso soup.

Yummy! I was pretty hungry, and I haven’t seen you in a while? Whoa, you can’t eat it all. I have another dish.

“Now this way…”

Shift the chicken Nambu fixing meal aside for each flat meal, and now bring the ginger grilled fixing meal. This looks delicious again.

Speaking of ginger roasted pork, they say it can be divided into two parts: finely chopped pork and fried onions, or sauteed thinly sliced pork.

This is the former. It will be a stir-fried onion and pork chops. My mother made it here in my house. [M]

Take onions and pork together into chopsticks. Throw it into your mouth as you take it in a tea bowl with rice to avoid dripping out the stained gravy. This is also delicious.

Keep your mouth shut of the rice. Rice, onions and pork are dancing in my mouth. The more you chew, the more flavor you expand. This is as good as chicken Nambara.

But I also think it tastes a little darker than the ginger grill I always eat. Just a little though. Is this the one Arcia made?

No, no, no. Prejudice is dangerous. I won’t be able to make a good decision.

Delicious even so. Even cabbage sucked out of the oil stained from the ginger grill is delicious. Compared to the chicken Nanban earlier, this is hard to put on… what should I do?

Looking straight ahead, Lou and Arcia stared at this one… staring. Uggs, they’re both delicious!

But I have to make a decision and… um, um…

Eat chicken Nambari again, then ginger grill. Compare the rice and also the miso soup and the fragrance. They’re both delicious, but when they say which one they like better……

I can see everyone’s gaze gathering. Too lost? Yeah, either way, we’ll manage to follow up later!

“All right……!

“Decided?

I nod quietly at Yumina’s inquiry. This kind of thing is intuitive. All you have to do is think you like it! I’m not bad!

“With a ginger roasted fixed meal!

“Why hey!?

Arcia screams so that she can wear it to me. Oh!? Father, I did it!?

Lou, on the other hand, is stroking his chest down in a ho. I don’t think you can see it from Arcia.

What do you mean, Chicken Nambara was Arcia and Ginger Grill was made by Lou?

“Why, Father!? You admired me so much before!

“Before?

“Ah… no, never mind. How can you be more than that! Please explain!

No, even if they say it’s an explanation…… I just think this one suits my taste better. There’s no reason there, is there?

“Arcia, why don’t you try my Ginger Grill?”

“What?”

As prompted, Arcia takes the chopsticks and mouths the ginger grill. I meditated my eyes and chewed and swallowed them to taste slowly.

“It does taste good…… But even my” Me “chicken Nanban is supposed to taste just as good…”

Arcia shakes her head sideways, like, I don’t know. No, so he said they were both delicious. I thought this was a matter of personal preference anymore.

“How did Master Winter Night feel?

“Huh? That was delicious. I thought the flavor was just a little darker than usual…”

“The flavour is intense…? No way!?”

As she noticed something, Arcia took a bite of the ginger roasted fixed meal and then drank the miso soup that was next to it. Oh, what?

“Salt……!

“Salt?”

“Just… just a little bit, lots of salt. enough not to upset the balance of flavor…… Could this be…”

Huh? Sure, I think it was thicker than the usual ginger grill or miso soup, but really just a little bit, huh? If I hadn’t compared it to food like this one, I probably wouldn’t have figured it out.

Lou opened his mouth to Arcia, who had been silent for a long time.

“Winter night, in the morning, was swinging by the slime, by the skeletons, by the chickens. It seems to have been a lot of exercise.”

Wait, wait, wait! The way you say it has a narrative! It sounds like I’ve been wretched! Make some corrections! Make some corrections!

“Exercise…… Ah!

“Yes. If salt falls out of your body with sweat, it’s self-evident reason to ask for it. Even if the person wasn’t aware of it, it’s something that goes into action. Therefore, to the extent that it does not compromise the taste… I have added just a little salt.”

I mean, were you looking for saltier than usual for just the amount of salt lost in exercise?

Even though it’s physical strengthening, I sweat and I want to go to the bathroom. If you exercise beyond degrees, you won’t sweat the other way because of your sanity. You can also switch intentionally, but you don’t usually do it. It’s tedious, and my senses are dull. Well, I’m pretty sweaty and tired this time…

Did Lou spot that far and cook this dish? I chose that unconsciously… I’m starting to feel like I’m being rolled over my hands.

“Damn… I didn’t know you were thinking that far… It’s a failure…”

Arcia drops her shoulder disappointingly. With that daughter sideways, Lou mouthed one chicken Nambarn that was on the table.

“Huh…!… I see. This is certainly my forthcoming skill in Me. I wonder if that confidence of yours is natural. It’s delicious, Arcia.”

“Mother…”

Smiling, Lou took the hand of his daughter, who likewise loved to cook.

Phew. You managed to fit round, huh? I want you to stop being such a stomachache judge.

“… but”

“Huh?”

Wrinkles on Lou’s eyebrow roots as he grinned briskly earlier…. Oh, that? It’s not like it fitted round?

“I leaked earlier, the words’ you admired me so much before ‘. Did you know that Winter Night preferred this dish and that it was a dish you have missed since home?

“Nannokotodeshowka, okaasama”

Oh, Arcia turned away. Well, I admired this in the future, so has Arcia served this dish?

Hmm. I don’t know if it’s going to be some years from now, but if I ever get a chance to serve this dish to Born Arcia, I’m going to have to praise him so much.

“Using such a small, cunning operation is not at all! Look, what’s cooking in the first place…!

“Is that it? Lou was also hiding from Arcia that winter nights were sweating from her exercising in the morning, right?

Lou was shot through by Else’s bullet that flew from behind and stopped moving. Else told Elna, ‘Mother…! Shh, shh,’ she’s been poked with her elbow. Elna, your mother unconsciously releases an extra word.

“… Mother?

“Nandeshowka?”

Oh, Lou turned away. Mother and daughter, “Oyako.”

“Isn’t your mother the same! If I even knew your father’s health, I would have thought about salting him!

“You can say anything later! The problem is that I didn’t get to think about it by then! If you ask, you’ll soon find out!

Everyone goes ahead with the meal without stopping their hands as they look at the two people who started the fight saying goodbye.

“We’re close.”

“Are we close…? It’s okay, I guess.”

I twist my neck slightly on Su’s words, but let’s do that. While I think this kind of parent-child relationship is also Ali.

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“Ah! I regret it! Mother’s out again!

“No, I think it’s either Ar’s alarm…”

That night that Arcia came. The children were dressed in pyjamas and gathered in a room in the castle. Frey leaks a grumpy voice to Arcia, who is regrettably hitting the cushion eight times. Turning it sideways, Kuhn opened his mouth to Erna and Lynne.

“So, Erna, Lynne. I ask you again, when there was that dimensional earthquake, I’m pretty sure it was Arcia who was in front of you guys, right?

“Yeah, for sure. When” Core “glowed, Arcia, your sister protected us.”

Coon heard an explanation from Lynne and was still convinced that his hypothesis was not wrong. I very much don’t think it’s a coincidence. It undoubtedly appears in this world in the order of those who were far from the ‘core’.

“So, Arcia. Who was in front of you then?

“Before? Uh, well, I dazzled and closed my eyes… But I think there was almost Yoshino on the side.”

“Yoshino… Then you don’t have to worry. Something that kid could jump here with [Teleport]. I hope we don’t make an extra stop…”

Yoshino, a cherry blossom child, can use unattributed magic [teleport] just like her mother. Unlike [gate], [teleport] can be transferred anywhere as long as it is at the right distance and orientation.

Long distance travel is going to require a lot of magic, but Yosino’s magic power should bring him back to Brunhild in a few shifts, even from the end of the world.

If there is a problem, it is its character. Yosino is quite in the mood, he doesn’t do anything unless he feels like it, and anything he’s not interested in doesn’t move from him. It’s not strange to think, “I have to go see my family… but can I come back later?”

Conversely, it is the type that reacts immediately to things of interest, and it is also a new, unusual thing lover. But she’s also the type of person who gets bored right away, and some of her storage cards are full of boring weird crap, although I’d like to buy them. There is such a hot and cold spot.

Kuhn sighed that it was unlikely that such a sister would return straight in an extraordinarily rare situation: the world of the past.

“If you do poorly, your sister Yayun might come first.”

“He said he’d be bad. It doesn’t matter, even if your sister Hachiyun comes.”

Lynne laughs bitterly lying in bed at Coon’s words. Elna, who was next door, tilted her neck at what she said and did not want Coon’s kind of Yoshino to come before her.

“That’s sweet. Sister Yayun will arrive and Yoshino will come and relax later. You have a lot of souvenirs you don’t quite understand, do you?

“Uh…… There’s definitely going to be a sermon, Sister Yayun’s…”

You could have easily imagined the scene, with a grin drawn by Erna.

Serious eight clouds and free-running Yoshino are water and oil. I’m never unfriendly, but from a standpoint, everyone sees the scene where my sister Yayun preaches to Yoshino so badly that they don’t like it.

“Yoshino. If you don’t come soon, Yayun’s sister’s thunder will fall…”

To my sister, who doesn’t know where she’s eating roadgrass, Frey crushes one. I don’t even know if I stopped by and was pissed off by Yayun, Frey thinks. But so far, Fray had no intention of stopping my sister from preaching.

Well, I was thinking if you brought me a rare weapon as a souvenir, I’d follow you up, etc.

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“Come on!

Suddenly Yayu, whose nose muzzled, sneezes like an old man in a maiden.

“Mmm…… I wonder if anyone is rumoring…”

Rubbing his nose with Guzguz, Yayun goes all over town. This is Orphan Dragon Phoenix. It is a country that plays against Ethen, the home of Yae, my mother.

Ethhen is at the end of the east, and Orphan at the end of the west. Hachiyun has never been here before in this country of topography, which targeted Ethen as a whole left and right. Therefore, we could not go [at the gate] and had to board a boat from the Kingdom of Raze Wu.

Seeking clues to the golden powder I got in Eisengard, I got the feather to come this far.

It’s said to be a medicine that crushed the branches of the Holy Tree. It was said to work against golden flower disease.

Golden Flower Disease is a disease that develops high fever and leans and fades to death in agony. The terrible thing about this disease is that a golden flower blooms on the head of the dead and becomes a living corpse as it is.

I know those who know, but that was not a disease or anything, but an evil god’s plan to mutate humans. However, it is generally believed to be a disease.

There shouldn’t be any more happening than the Evil God fell, but people’s anxiety couldn’t be wiped away. Supposedly a scam to put it in there.

Hachiyun wouldn’t have done this far if it was just a scam. I would have just made a report to the Adventurers Guild and asked the upper echelons of the country to draw their attention to it.

But I’m so caught up. There’s something about this powder. It makes me feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

Yayun followed the lead and finally arrived here at Orphan Longfeng Country, where someone was selling this medicine.

Orphan Dragon Phoenix is a country very similar to Easchen. Ethnic costumes very similar to kimonos, not in stone and iron, but in townships made of wood and bricks. Then streetlights by demonic stones and streets where golem carriages go.

He looks somewhere similar to a samurai even to swordsmen and golems who go to town. Yes, there are ‘swords’ in this country.

For this reason, even the eight clouds dressed like they would normally float are not noticeable here. the inhabitants of Orphan itself.

Eight clouds straight down the street. First town, but the maps displayed on the smartphones showed up to fine streets.

The destination is an abandoned house out of town. They say there’s a seller of this golden drug there.

There are no operations in particular. Slash from the front, secure the figure, and then listen. Does being too straight resemble a mother, Yayun was that kind of daughter?

Apparently, the abandoned house outside of town was originally some kind of factory. Rusty steel rolling grounds, even going inside an even dimmer factory, somehow doesn’t feel signs of people. Did you get away with this? And something was unleashed from the darkness upstairs toward the surprised Yayun.

“Huh!?

When Yayun flies through it, three knives pierce the ground where she was. Hachiyu, who had pulled the love knife out of his waist, turned to the darkness of the darkest second floor where the knife had flown.

“… who is it? You’re not the idiot who came because you wanted drugs, are you? No cloudy eyes.”

Those who emerged from the darkness wore strange iron masks. On the head of the round sphere, this again had some round peek windows, which were fitted with plaid iron bars. The serpentine belly pipe stretched from the left and right throats continues into the back tank. What an odd outfit.

If Hachiyun’s father was here, he must have snapped ‘It’s a submersible suit’.

For a moment, Yayun wondered if his opponent was Golem, but although he had a large armor in his hands, his other body was that of man.

“You’re the one spreading the golden pills… right?

“I don’t know. I see, are you an orphan dog? I didn’t know I could sniff it out… people in this country seem pretty good”

Apparently, he’s making a discretionary mistake, but Hachiyun didn’t dare correct it because it’s convenient.

“What the hell is this medicine? It’s not just a pill to cheat on, is it?

“Huh. Quite sharp. Well, this is Sieve if you say so. Choose between those who are fit and those who are not.”

Suitability? You’re using this medicine to find someone with some qualities? Yayun has thought about the meaning of the word, but there is no answer. Then, until I hear it out directly.

“[Gate]”

“Huh!?

Open the [gate] directly next to the guy in the diving suit (or not, I don’t know). The man in submersible clothes took the plucking of the eight clouds, which moved in an instant, with a hand axe pulled out from the back of his waist.

Gin! and make a noise and both jump away.

Yayun was surprised. My love knife was made by my father himself, a knife made of crystalline wood. He was surprised that his opponent had made a mistake with this knife that there was nothing that could not be slain in the world if he passed through magic.

But for some reason the guy in the diving suit seemed equally surprised.

“You took my ‘Deep Blue’…?

Look at the glowing hatchet on the dull metallic blue in your hand and look stunned.

It’s not Hachiyu who misses that gap. Instantly pack the distance and slash the knife upside down.

“Huh!?

Slightly slash and tear the snakebelly pipe where the cuttoe of the knife was in the throat of the submersible clothing man.

A golden mist leaks from the pipe and drifts around. For some reason I had a bad feeling Yayun jumped off the spot.

“Ku……!… Let me pull it off for today. You should report it to King Ryu Phoenix of Orphan. Eventually, our Apostle of the Evil God returns this world to the way it should be.”

“‘Apostle of the Evil God’…… Huh!? Come on, wait!

Before Yayun screamed, the man in the diving suit dived toppled to the ground as if diving into the water, disappearing.

Probably metastatic magic. The man is not here anymore.

“Apostle of the Evil God…… I don’t think Grandma Toke got a bad feeling.”

The small, crushed Yayun quietly delivered the love knife to his sheath to calm his feelings.