âRocs must be prepped and soaked in hot water of 60°C or above within 120 seconds after dying, or elseâŠâ
[T/N: 60°C = 140°F]
Emma suddenly put away her smile and started explaining with a serious face, the prince readied himself to get into a fighting stance. Hunters mustnât relax even after the monsters are dead. He had learned from the Monster Science class that many of them were difficult to dispose of. For example, some would explode or evaporate into a poisonous mist and disperse if left alone. There were even monsters whose eggs would hatch from its corpse within a few seconds of dying.
âHuh? âŠNo, there shouldnât be any need to process roc after defeating itâŠâ muttered the Monster Science teacher.
âHuh? What are you saying?! Professor?!â William was shocked.
âThatâs right. Professor, itâs a race against time with rocs. Even I know about that, ya know?â George also shook his head at the teacher in disbelief as if saying, âWhat are you saying? Are you in your right mind?â
ââŠNo, in the first place, you would usually be totally exhausted after defeating rocs that you couldnât even move a muscle, right?! Just what was that earlier?! Dr. Arban, you are a researcher, are you not? Whatâs up with you shooting down a roc with one arrow so effortlessly?â
The Practical Skill for Hunters teacher shouted that there was no way an arrow could reach a roc that was circling around up high in the sky. Although defeating flying monsters with projectile weapons was the standard practice, he would never tell his students to imitate it.
âHm? Because, yâknow, if Emma asked me to shoot it down while pointing at it with sparkly eyes, of course I would give it my all, right?â
âIs there anything wrong with that?â replied Arban casually, to which Leonard nodded deeply in agreement.
ââŠ! âŠJust whatâs going on with House StuartâŠ?!â
âW-Well⊠There was also the possibility of His Majesty and His Highness being snatched by the roc. Letâs just be glad here⊠shall weâŠâ
The Monster Science teacher patted the shoulder of the Practical Skill for Hunters teacher, who had slumped down to his knees, and comforted him, saying, âIt will be your loss if you think about it deeply.â
Normally, the best they could do was only killing the roc. But when it came to the family of the borderland lord with abundant experience, they would even pay special attention to do the subsequent processing thoroughly, a step he and other hunters didnât know about.
When the Monster Science teacher thought about how he had gained the opportunity to come in contact with such fastidiousness, he felt that studying monster science for more than 20 years was totally worth itâŠ
âEmma Stuart, please tell me. Tell me the reason House Stuart is uncompromising about the 120-second rule!â
Starting now, he, as a Monster Science teacher, could reach new heights. Wolfgang Galliano was even beginning to feel refreshed.
But,
âItâll deteriorate in flavor.â
âHuh?â
âRoc must be prepped and soaked in hot water of 60°C or above within 120 seconds, or else it wonât taste very good anymore!â
Emmaâs answer was different from the new heights in Wolfgangâs mind.
âHUUHHHH?!â
The most important thing when House Stuart hunted monsters was based on whether the monster was edible or whether it was delicious.
â â â
âWeâre back~ Eh? Did something happen?â
Arthur returned from the pond with Marion, Francesca, and the twins. He looked at the teachers and students gathering around the Stuarts and asked Prince Edward.
âWhat⊠happened is⊠it happened⊠I guess?â
The princeâs answer was incoherent.
âAh! Marion-sama and everyone, how was it? Was there any fish?â
Emma trotted across to her Embroidery friends.
âNo, weâve tried our best but couldnât catch anything.â
Marion, holding a fishing pole in her hand, shrugged her shoulders apologetically.
âItâs a pity we canât make fish curry, Caitlyn.â
âYeah, itâs a pity we canât make fish curry, Catherine.â
â âWeâve been looking forward to itâŠâ â muttered the twins downheartedly.
âIâm sorry for not being of much help,â said Francesca.
Some time earlier, the young ladies looked at how Emma started a fire by herself and wanted to contribute something too, so they decided to go fishing.
âFufufu, donât mind it, everyone, itâs just one of those days. Itâs alright, we can have bird meat curry today. Weâve got a hold of very, ve~ry delicious meat, so please look forward to it, okay?â
âOh my, fowl?â
âYup, itâs a kind of bird meatâȘâ
âCanât wait to try it! Right, Caitlyn?â
âYup, I canât wait to try it, Catherine!â
It goes without saying that the students had lost all their appetite after they saw the giant roc, how its feathers were plucked, how its head got severed, and how it was chopped.
First day of the extracurricular lesson.
No, the lesson started the next day, so D-1.
The Stuart family had already stood out.
Just that the people themselves only behaved like they normally did, so they were now just sitting around the dining table, laughing together while saying, âLetâs be careful to not stand out too from tomorrow onwards,â in blissful ignorance.
Crisis: That canât be! Doctor! Please, I beg you, save him. He did nothing wrong. He only got a little too carried away. Thatâs all!
Doctor: Itâs already his second time. The Earth Drag*n Balls canât save him anymoreâŠ
Crisis: âŠSo does this mean I have no choice but to go⊠to Planet Nam*k!
Comedy: Iâm craving some curry.
Readerâs Corner:
[Reader Aâs comment]
Uncle Arban⊠How could he lose to his older brother even with those specsâŠ
George in Monster Science: Didnât know the correct answer so just wrote randomly on the answer sheet
The teacher: âUghhh, no wait. Could this be how they do it in House StuartâŠâ Got a head splitting headache just from correcting Georgeâs test paper (LOL)
[Authorâs reply]
Arban is intelligent, so he acts as the combat service support, helping to identify monsters and send out instructions.
Leonard is in charge of crushing the opponents that can be defeated physically on the front line.
Prof. Wolfgang: âIs it true that slimes can be defeated with salt? Argh, even the textbook becomes questionable when George is involved.â