Beginning with disqualification, the Growing Magic Guide Road! - Spell Development Sometimes War Journal

On this day, Arcs Laceft was in his home kitchen.

Until now, he lived in the main residence of Laceft, so he had little access to the kitchen. I'm right that you couldn't let me in, rather than you didn't.

But now that everything is your own, you can use whatever you want.

Even I can cook whenever I want, and I can cook whatever I want.

Whispering, this is also one of the happiness I got with my mansion.

"Mr. Arcs, what is your preference today?

"Uhm. Well done, Noah. You asked me. Yeah. I thought I'd make some sweets today."

"You've been obsessed with cooking for a long time. Are you going to change saddles from a demon conductor to a cook?

"It's not like that. He wants something to eat, so he's just trying to make it."

Yes, sweets in this country are basically only soggy or solidified and round with sugar. In spite of the abundance of ingredients, it seems that somehow the sweet making didn't develop much.

Sugar is also quite expensive, but not the price you would never get if you were a nobleman.

Yet it is this enigmatic situation of scarcity in the confectionery repertoire.

Of course there is a culture of tea in this world, so there is enough soil for sweet treats to be made. It should rather be made and deserved, but no matter what store you go around, all the same confectionery.

Without sweet cookies.

There can't be cakes or anything.

Another dream of chocolate and other dreams.

I was still not sure about the area.

"Hey Noah. Why are sweets all the time, the guy with the round sugar?

"That's the only way to answer that."

"But, you know, it's something to eat, so it's better if it's good, right?

"Sure you will, but I was wondering if it's probably because of the Spirit Age that a lot of sugar has been rounded up"

"Really?

"Yeah. I suppose those of that time were offering colorful round sugars as offerings to spirits and fairies. So, as a traditional treat, it's still everywhere."

"So even though we have tea, the tea treats that go with it didn't develop...?

Still too painful for a reason. The organism is more and more sweet. All creatures tend to want something sweet, and humans have built up their efforts to eat that sweet thing deliciously.

That's well known in that man's world, too.

Then Noah mouths the answer to the question.

"Firstly, isn't it because there weren't many ingredients to go with sugar? The milk and eggs prepared by Arcs are now well aligned with the market, but they were not readily available before."

"Sure, you can't increase the repertoire if you're short on ingredients."

It's a mistake to compare this to that man's world in the first place.

In this world, there are no automobiles or trains, so distribution is weak, and meat can be eaten on a daily basis by about ducks.

Chickens don't tighten much to lay eggs, and cattle are out of the question because feeding is not stable.

Because pigs are subject to dirt (injury) if they are released, King nationals who abhor the curse (suso), after strict control, keep them in a dedicated place. Therefore, it is a treat everywhere.

The only way to eat a hamburger once a week is to take the territory and root there and build your own dedicated pig farm.

"And nobles who have steady access to ingredients tend to prefer what looks beautiful. Colorful sugar treats are preferred for appearance, and even if served at a party or something"

"I see, nobility is a culture of glory. It's possible to place more emphasis on the outside than on the inside."

"And then the Kingdom of Rhinor tends to have a lot of martial arts, so that's why."

"Is that where the martial arts relate?

"Since the royal family itself is a martial family, it has originally been intended to be of solid quality. There are interracial groups such as the British Empire to the west, the Flood Nation to the east and the Granchelle to the south. Due to the many patterned wars too, nobility must dawn into the struggle. Of course, I'm stable now and I can afford the spirit, but it seems like the Wang du was terrible more than ten years ago."

"There was no soil for those cultures to breed because we were only at war. It wasn't until a little before I was born that I could afford it. So less repertoire of sweets?

"It's speculation, but I thought it was reasonable to think so"

"Hmm... if you're poor, you're blunt"

It would mean that we lacked money and time and could not afford to produce culture......

War consumes a great deal of food, and the civilian population naturally receives it around it. Moreover, if we fight all year round, all the "extra food" used to cook and make sweets will be turned to food and a stuffed life.

If you do say so, there is something there that leans your neck, even with regard to the building of the aristocratic garden.

I guess that means it's still developing around there.

Noah turns to the table with ingredients and cookware.

"You didn't do anything magically to song more food, did you?

"He said he wouldn't do such a barren thing. I mean, it reminds me of some convenience store when I hear Songsheng."

"That's what I call a Lascatis cloud."

"Ugh."

"He seemed to magically mock the food and get full, but no matter how much he eats, he just gets thinner, so he seems to be eating thin things of the entity, such as clouds and summers"

"Are you saying that even if you can reproduce the feeling and taste you're eating, you can't absorb nutrition? It would be good for a diet."

"Daeh."

"There are people in the world who want to lose weight without effort."

"How is this a twelve-year-old who talks about the world"

"I want to know what's really going on. The only one who seemed to know didn't tell me anything before."

Talk to Noah like that, and encourage him to make sweets. Because one arm is not very advantageous, Noah will have a lot of work to do, but it's a lot easier than Castella Cake.

Do that one. It's a meringue, and I had to use the help of a cock, but this one can be made easier.

Bump what you can into a simple refrigerator. All you have to do is cool it down.

Well, I'm looking forward to being able to do it, and do some cleanup and other work for a while.

As I was pulling into my room, I suddenly heard a familiar voice from nowhere.

"Hey Arcs. Are you ready for some sweets?

I don't even have to ask who that is. It's Swoo. Besides, it doesn't feel like I heard it from the outside.

"Hey! You're trespassing!

"It's nothing. It's Arcs' house, so you don't mind, do you? Ah! Kazzi's aproning! Except it looks so good on you!

When I went downstairs from my room, Kazuzi, who was cleaning in an apron, was stuck with Swoo, and the situation was that Noah was already holding back beside me for a welcome and guidance response.

On the other hand, as Suw looked at Kazhi with interest, Kazhi looked terribly disgusted, as if he had been seen in something strange.

"I mean, Swoo, what happened to the magic court?

"Magic Court? I don't have a lecture I want to take today, so I'm out of here, okay?

"He said he's getting out... is that what you want?

When you look at one of the people who is a magic school graduate and seems somewhat marginal.

"No, you can't, can you? No matter how good the exam scores, if you don't take a lecture, it sounds advanced"

"Well, no matter how you calculate it, are you in the mood of a college student who already gave up his or her advancement because he or she found out he or she wasn't credited enough..."

"You can't just give up. I mean, I'm not sure. I just want you to stop."

"I mean, there's something you can't blame for missing the lecture."

"That's the thing. That's the thing"

"What's that? Not so bad, huh?

"It's not bad, is it? I'm admitted because I'm busy."

"Why do people come here saying they're busy?

"You don't have to worry about details. I'm here to study."

What a story to come out of a magic court lecture and study with yourself.

"It does inspire me to talk magic with you, Arcs."

"Right. Except for the basics, it would be more beneficial to talk to our husband Sama."

"Ooh..."

I don't feel bad about being told that. It's superfluous to add that you don't have to add "Sometimes I don't know what I mean…" or "I don't know what I mean…" after that.

"Besides, I have other things to do."

"What else?

"It's a cure for Arcs' arm."

"Huh..."

"Right. You said I'd fix you up before."

"That sure feels like they said that, too"

"I told you. So, look, I went in the back."

"Don't push! This is my house!

That's how the place moved to a tower shaped room.

This is a place laid in such a way that it sticks to the corners of a square building.

In that man's country, it was built at a time when Western culture was beginning to be incorporated, like in historic architecture.

The circular room is blown out, the front side is glazed so that the outside can be seen, the back side is occupied by a bookcase, and the staircase is laid loosely along it.

Just to the south, the sun plugs in well, making it easy to stay bright. It has carpets, sofas, tables, etc. that look soft and is used as a room for relaxation.

"I wish the garden was bigger. Forty points"

"Something like Lord Loheim."

"Oh, no, no, that's not true!

"Why are you upset there? But this is the financial limit for me right now."

"So your next goal is to buy a bigger mansion or something?

"I'm not talking about kids. Periodic."

After that story, Swoo partitions the place again.

"Yes. Then sit down and sit down. Don't hesitate."

"... hey Noah. It's my house, isn't it?

"Nominally, it's definitely yours, Arcs."

"Uh, that, you know, he's the effective ruler. This is... Kihihi!"

I thought you were gonna lend me a hiccup and take the motherhouse.

"Mine belongs to me. Arcs belongs to me, too, right?

"That's right, senior aristocrat. Shake Gianism on Natural."

To the extent that I am already dealing with my own is utterly horrible.

Kazzi escapes saying it's a continuation of the cleaning, and Noah goes to move the curtains of the race to adjust the amount of light in the room.

I sat on the couch next to Swoo.

While it's been a long time since we've been alone like this...

Long, matte dark hair is the same. Rugged eyes are scattered with radiance, giving you a sense of dignity, skin is calming with a healthy colour flavour, not too white, making you feel tense and supple.

Because of my age, my body seems to be getting a little bigger, and I'm getting a tingle on my body.

It must be because of being nearby. When I distract myself, I'm about to get shot through the heart by the scent that drifts to the sieve.

On the other hand, Su said, I don't even know this one, which is somewhat dazzling, and I'll keep talking.

"So, how's it going?

"I'm not feeling well yet. But it's better than before."

As he wraps his sleeves around, Sw does not hesitate to grab his arms and bend or stretch them. Do the check-up.

Then you noticed something?

"Hey, isn't this a weird mole?

"Hmm? Oh, really"

"Something like a tattoo."

Indeed, she was right, there was something like a red and black mole floating around her arms.

I didn't realize, but when did I get something like this?

It also looks in some form, as the word goes, like a tattoo.

"Hmm, phoenix?

"Uh, yeah. You have a long tail or something. It does sound like it."

"Shit. Mr. Swoo told me to be weird, what should I do?"

"Ah. I did it when I arced. If you don't show this to five or more people and follow the same, Arcs will be unhappy, okay?

"Wretched letter! When was that? When?

"Modern times?"

"As it is, well... will it? I guess so."

This is not the man's country. Surely there will be no times or anything.

At the end of what seemed like a check-up, Swoo immediately applied the magic of adjusted healing to me.

Besides, it's a pretty magical type of thing.

Much more than the magical power of Arcs (Jibu), it is a great deal ahead of the great magic step. I've never even had one of these things called by a Demon Supervisor of the Demon Supervisor Alliance.

"It's really cheating that you have a lot of magic"

"You can't do this with the amount of magic Arcs has."

"That's right. I wish I could at least accumulate a few minutes not to use it and be free to take that out."

"An article that stores magic. I hope so."

"I knew I had to work hard to find it. I think I'm gonna have to get over another wall before I do."

"So, how's the arm?

The magic is over, so I moved my arm to see how it was going.

"... yeah, I'm feeling good. No, seriously."

"Really!? Good for you!

Suw smiles like a flower blossomed and rejoices like mine.

In fact, before and after the magic, my arms were in quite different shape. Until now, I have felt a slight weakness in moving my arms, but I have the impression that I am getting a slight cut.

"I'll do my best until it's cured."

"Ah, oh. Thanks........."

My friend's tenderness made me twitch and my eyeballs hot, that's when.

"- So, what's the treat?

"It's my touching smash."

"If you work hard, you need a broom, right?

I don't even know about this one, and I'm going to ask for consideration, Mr. Swoo.

Tears, they all blew up somewhere far away.

Then he slaps his hand like Noah says he's covered his name.

"So how about the treats you made earlier -"

"Ba, noah!? Idiot, you!!

…… Didn't you make that for a treat to Suusiah?

"No! I'm not, but I'm not!

"Hey Arcs. Did you make something again?

"No, it's nothing. I didn't make anything."

That's what I say, makes me laugh, but it's already late when.

Zito eyes can be turned from Swoo.

"Hey, isn't it time to come this far and delude yourself?

"Ugh..."

He gets poked where it hurts and groans.

Never again. It's impossible to hide it.

I thought so and exhaled a sigh of giving up.

"... ok. Noah, I think it's already cold, so follow the steps I just explained."

"Yes, I did. Tea will be served with you."

That's what Noah said, he goes down to the kitchen and eventually comes back with a bigger tray.

Above it are two tea utensils and a yellow, small, tall hill on which the top of the caramel was mounted.

Yes, what I made earlier with Noah was all my favorite treat, pudding.

Swoo looks at the pudding served in front of him, wondering.

"Something puffy. It looks like a steamed egg (Zwong Shuidan)..."

Spoon the pudding one poke and two pokes to make sure it's hard.

........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ But I can't because I'm sure of it. If she finds out about this, she can see what will happen.

The previous braised horns will be understood because of the difficulty of obtaining pork, but Wang Du has relatively easy access to milk and eggs. And it's not hard to imagine what a combination of milk, eggs and sugar would say if it were to produce a flavor that doesn't stop captivating people.

"Here you go"

That's what Swoo said and took the top of the pudding softly, one mouth.

"-!? This...!

I immediately black-and-white my eyes, and then I end up with a serious voice like before.

Swoo gives a happy, lukewarm look and repeats the task of carrying the pudding to his mouth. And each time, I could see that her friendship was broken and she was eating delicious food.

After finishing his pudding, Swoo wipes his mouth with a napkin as he turns and gives Rin a look.

"Um, how delicious is this? Is what you're still using milk and eggs?

"Oh, I mixed the egg liquid and the milk with the sugar to steam and solidify, then I cooled it down"

"Mm... can this be made so easy"

"Surprisingly. The basics here are, do you want the sugar to be round and stiffened or put in tea, and then the beans are cooked sweetly enough? There wasn't anything else I put out here before."

"Right. Can you make any other confectionery?

"Hey, I'm not a cock or pastry chef, and the recipes I remember are sparse, so I can't do it without trying and making mistakes as many times as I did with the previous horn simmer, except for the easy stuff to make"

"Right..."

"Don't make me look so sorry for you."

What, were you thinking of making me make more different treats?

Again, I know very well that people are more and more greedy with sweetness.

"So Arcs. What kind of food is this?

…………

Isn't it time that the language was too stubborn?

Did Swoo also notice with such a gaze that he was about to complain? Like a hack, I open my eyes.

And

"So what a food of a name, not a? Is that it?"

Unnaturally, she smiles at her eyes as she deludes the hard way she has been talking.

I don't feel half as good now.

"It's pudding."

"Plump... that sounds like a name. But I've never eaten like this before."

"Right. I didn't make any."

"Hey, can I have another one?

"'Cause I can't. The rest is for me."

"Er, I don't get it."

"I'm not an asshole! Or what I just made today, so give the person who made it a good taste!

"You don't have to taste it because it's delicious. I guarantee the flavor."

That's what Suw said, and Peco gave her a nice smile.

"You can't go wrong with the taste to some extent! Because the ingredients I know are not what I use."

"But it's milk, eggs and sugar, right?

"That makes a difference, doesn't it? There are all kinds of birds, all kinds of dairy cows that milk, all kinds of sugar."

"If you arc, you're so dedicated."

Swoo stares at me in the wind when he says he feels half frightened.

And I still stared at this portion of the pudding, and roughly reached out to Noah to give me a plate.

Noah, on the other hand, shows no hesitation whatsoever and turns over the plate with the pudding.

"Go ahead."

"Yeah! Thanks!

"Go ahead, but thank you, but I'm not! Why would I give it to you!

"Well... I hope I can't resist power either"

"Noah, Noah, Noah. I'm your husband, aren't I? If you say so, you are under my command. Isn't that right? You have to listen to me, don't you?

"Then it's also under my command, isn't it? You need to listen to me, too, right?

"What kind of logic is that?

"You know, Arcs. Like I said, mine is mine -"

"Heavenly Bowl Stop Ya Heavenly Bowl"

I don't know if I can tell. While putting in a penetration, SW doesn't seem to want to give up.

"Right? Can I eat? Isn't that nice?

So that's what I eat.

"Look, we're not going to do what our customers ask, are we?

"I made it to eat myself!

"Half of it, then! Half of it! That would be nice, wouldn't it!? Right!?"

"You have to eat down that far!

That's how I say it if it's just one pudding.

After that, the two of us studied, and Suw left.

Shortly after Swoo left, Kazuzi turned up.

"- Ha, so? You said you split it in half after all?

"Because! But if I didn't, I wouldn't have gotten on with it!

Yeah, we ended up splitting that pudding in half.

I don't care how much I say, so I had to break this one.

The squire says it without even knowing it.

"Is this it? What kind of weakness is that?

"I guess. I can only see the future laying on my ass in the future."

"Shut up. Come on, or I'll bust both of you!

"Oh, I'm scared"

"This is a sign of tyranny for Arcs."

You can say whatever you want. When this one gets angry, the squire runs away like they scattered a spider child