What about your father...
All of a sudden he hugged me, and I hardened for a while...
Somehow...... Nia's gaze hurts...... I feel...
"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were my father... I'm so sorry."
The girl, when she saw my face, turned her cheeks bright red and jumped away.
"Lone, I'm home. You're in total panic. Dad's over here!
Mr. Torcone, who came in late, says gently as he strokes the girl's head.
Apparently, Mr. Torcone's daughter.
I was in a hurry......
Whatever... I don't remember some of it.
In the original world, I don't even remember if I had children...
For a moment, I thought maybe...
But good......
"I'm sorry, Lord Grimm. This is my daughter, Lone. It's a panicky thing, so you thought I'd gone home with the sound of a carriage."
"I'm so sorry. My daughter excused me. My name is Nekol, and I'm Torcone's wife."
Coming out of the back, looks like your wife.
Pretty young.
Pretty feeling beauty......
Mr. Torcone, it's hard to be insulted. He's a doer.
I can't believe you're marrying such a young lovely wife...
Never envy...... never......
We said hello to your wife and daughter again.
Mr. Torcone explained the history of banditry and rescue and introduced me as a benefactor to my life, so many times I have been thanked by both of them.
By the way, Mr. Torcone had a terrible novel for his wife.
Sure, that's right.
Because he left his wife with such a pretty daughter, and he was dying.
Even my wife would be mad at me for how good a job it was.
And here again, Nia's treatment was polite.
"Dear Fairy Goddess, Dear Nia, Thank you so much for helping my father. I would do anything for Master Nia. Say anything."
"Rone, it's okay. It's only natural for a goddess to help someone in need. Even so, I'm not really a goddess yet. You don't have to do that. Let's get along."
Oops... Nia seems to be able to make a surprisingly decent statement to the little one.
Lone says she's ten, but she's very solid and looks a little older.
The redhead is also impressive.
Mr. Torcone is a dark brown color, and since Mr. Nekol is a lighter pearl color than Lone, I guess he looks like his mother.
He seems intrigued by slime phosphorus and owl owls.
"You can let me touch you, right?
When I checked, Lynn bounced twice and Hu rang "Ho Ho Ho" twice.
Okay, so I'm gonna let Lone sit in her chair, hold Lynn on her knees, and a hoof on both hands.
Lone enjoys this “Moffmoff Rabbub position” with a full grin.
I totally forgot about my favorite father and he looks happy to moff and nadenade.
I'm pretty jealous of Fuu because I haven't been able to moff him satisfactorily yet......
I hear this inn is chopped up with Mr. Nekol and Lone.
I don't need accommodation money, so they asked me to stay here.
Of course, I said I'd pay for the inn...
The three of them simultaneously said no money could be taken from the benefactor of their lives.
I have decided to accept your generosity here. I promised you I'd thank you.
I hear there are five rooms upstairs for accommodation.
The ground floor feels like a dining room or a tavern.
The table is on four, the counter, so I think there's only about twenty-five people in there.
By the way, this is also Mr. Torcone's house, and they have a family room in the back of the ground floor.
I decided not to go up to the upstairs room and let them eat like this, especially since I don't have any big luggage.
Mr. Nekol is going to behave like a proud dish in the store.
I haven't eaten anything since I ate in the morning, so I'm pretty hungry.
Lone set me up with a small table and chair on the nearer.
It was set on the table I'm at. It seems that Mr. Torcone made it impromptu now.
Spoons for nears are also being fabricated.
I knew Mr. Torcone wouldn't be insulted to make it in such a short time.
While I was doing that, a good smelling dish was brought in.
It seems to be the culinary name "Cattle Stew".
It's the most recommended and expensive dish in this store.
Feels like beef in a white cream stew, not a beef stew.
It also seems to be full of small chopped vegetables.
Smells appetizing.
Take the spoon and gently put it in your mouth.
Oh...... creamy...... stains my body......
"Ha... yum!
I screamed out of the blue.
I was a little embarrassed, but never mind pouring in my next bite.
Mr. Nekol is laughing, Couscous.
Really creamy... good salting... intense and deep in flavor... I can't wait to see this.
It's simple, but deep.
Various vegetables make the depth of flavor.
The vegetables in this world seem pretty promising.
Milk must also be of fine quality.
And I'll spoon it in a chunk of beef.
... collapse easily... loosen up.
The spoon will cut it off.
I put a soft lump in my mouth...
"... hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
I just have to laugh now!
Humans just have to laugh when it's too delicious!
Looking next door, Nia was drooling...
Oh no, the majesty of the goddess...
There, Mr. Torcone rushed in, finishing making a small plate and spoon for the near.
"Dear Nia, I'm sorry. I made a plate and a spoon. In the meantime, be patient with this. By tomorrow morning, I'll make something stronger."
Nia is also waiting very hard because Mr. Torcone is working so hard.
Mr. Torcone hastily served me a stew for the nearer.
Nia brings the stew to her mouth.
... Do you want to leave?
... Do you want to leave?
"Whoa, whoa!
I knew it! It's a delicious roar!
After that, as usual, not a word is uttered and it is heartless......
Lynn and Fu have a lot to give Lone.
Sounds like something fun.
Sissies are patient because they are bags...
I made a toast to Mr. Torcone and Yale.
I like lagers that are either pretty or pretty, but I can't tell you how extravagant they are.
I want to be as grateful as I can drink, but when I pour one mouth in...
... This can do quite well!
Even though it is not cold, it feels like it can be drunk quite well.
It has a fruity aroma and the taste is deep when I drink it. This is good!
I asked for a quick replacement.
Mr. Nekol, for Nia's sake, brought the juice to the little cup he had just made.
Perhaps that one squeezed an orange or something.
But Mr. Torcone is really good at carpentry.
Next time you want me to tell you...
"No, I'm not a good woodworker, because when you're doing these little lodgings, it's hard to spend money if you don't do the rough stuff yourself..."
Laughing with his head on, Mr. Torcone pours in a gubbi ale.
He just kind of likes to say it and make things, and he's making all sorts of things while having fun when he has time.
Somehow, I don't feel like craftsmen are better suited than merchants...
A lot of food came out after that.
It was just bread without rice.
Besides, it was a very hard one of French bread.
It was just right for eating on a stew, though.
And then there's the pickle that I liked.
Small Uridae vegetables… Yes, something like picking melons was used.
The teeth and sourness were great.
It was just right for Yale's knob.
Then again, there seemed to be potatoes in this world, and the stir-fry with dried meat was delicious.
The saltiness of the dried meat tasted just right.
It looked, like, Germanic potatoes, but the taste was a little simpler. It was delicious, though.
He must have been excited, he also served a whole roast of birds.
Surface, it was juicy and delicious inside.
It was delicious to put on.
I hadn't heard the details, but it was a refreshing sauce that felt like a mixture of all sorts of things, to something yogurt-like.
It looked similar to tartare sauce, but the acidity was strong and refreshing, relieving the bird's intense oil, and the flavour of the food progressing.
When we were hungry, we were led upstairs to our room.
They had the deepest corner room available to me.
We walked into the room and took a breather for our upcoming meeting.
I could finally talk to you. Lynn, Sissimi and Fu were looking happy.
Now that we've safely entered the city, we need to find out where the kidnapped kids are...