Gate of Amitilicia Online

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Dread facing the sea, but also a deep forest nearby. Quinn can be hunting like he wants over here when I'm fishing, but we've been hunting together a long time. According to the information I received at the hunting guild, the prey leaving in shallow areas is not significantly different from the rest of the world. It looks like some animals and warcraft have changed if you go deep, but that's another opportunity.

Relax and head to the woods. The weather is nice, and it's a great hunting day. The weather also changes within GAO, so when it rains, you feel like you're going to sink. If the four seasons were implemented, we could do the rainy season or something. It seems more natural that way, but do you take it personally that the weather should stay nice if possible?

It was when I approached the woods with that in mind. Quinn stops. I was stopping at the same time. The reason is the sound of the ground heard from the woods. What the hell? That's heavy footsteps. fast then. The ground sounds gradually approaching,

"What, that?

I showed up from the woods.

That was a big bird. It seemed like a geese to me all the time, but my neck is thick and my head is huge. That's what raptors do with their mouths. Her body color is close to that of a pheasant female, and her leg nails are quite sharp. [Animal Knowledge] Looks like a big bird named Forrestaurateur.

So, the bird was dragging humans. Something like a rope, to be exact, is tangled up in one foot of the forest restaurant, and it seems like a human remains grasping it. Did you fail in trying to catch him alive? No, you've seen scenes like this in Western plays. You're connected to a horse and dragged around.

And another one jumped out of the woods. That seems to be chasing a dragged human being. From time to time, humans are more desperate to avoid trying to stick with that sharp mouth.

"You can't abandon me."

When I look at Quinn next door, you just nod that you have no choice. Do you want to check the status quo first? Whether or not to set it up is from then on.

I'll go after it with a [dash]. The Forest Runner is pretty fast, but mine is faster!

[Magic Strike] is also used to run all at once and to speak to humans while walking with them to the Forester.

"Are you all right?

"What are you doing?"

Humans were men, words were Japanese. You're a player. You seem surprised at me for walking with you, but leave that alone.

"He's a passing player. Need some help?

Confirm your intentions to a man who occasionally bounces and groans in pain. The leading forester seems to be aware of me, but there's no way he's gonna get his hands on this one. Successor individuals don't set me up either. You don't seem to notice Quinn following you.

"So, if it is... Huh! Just pin one down for me! I'll fix the other one!

"It's tough when you're in that state. You can have me both."

"No! I know it's my fault, but it's hard work!

Well, I don't know what that means. I think whoever did this is with me.

"Besides, you shouldn't look directly at my hunt!

And a man who says what he advised.

"Why?

"I [dismantle] hold it! If I hurt my prey, my blood will erupt or my guts will be exposed! You wouldn't want to see that!?

You mean because it will be a gross expansion? Stab yourself in the stomach, probably because if a normal guy knocks you down, you only get drops. Oh, my God, you're just like me. But, well, let's respect his intentions.

"Retain the previous one. I'll take care of the back one. And then."

I said to the man, aligning my open fingers.

"Me too. [Dismantling] I have it."

At the same time, he kicks the ground and jumps, slamming a [hand knife] into the neck of the Forester. He slashed it down to the middle of his neck with a definite response. Blood erupts, and its body is frozen. Still running for a while but eventually losing power and falling.

Where the speed drops, the man releases the object in his hand and is forced to stand up as he rolls. At that time, he had a weapon in both hands. Small sword size but looks like a knife.

Close in as you tease your protruding mouth, and a man waves a knife. Silver flashes slashed and ripped off the bird's legs. When a disfigured forester falls, the man jumps on its back and sticks a riding knife up his neck. Once heavily cramped, the giant bird silenced.

"Are you all right?

Speak to the man who sat on the spot as soon as he got off the bird. Leather armor is scratched and dirty because of the drag.

"Oh, oh... let me thank you first"

"Heal the wound before you do. Thank you then. It's painful to see."

"Oh well. Sorry."

The man cleaned out the knife into his sheath, took out the potion and drank it up. Wasn't one enough, go on, another. Looks like a lot of damage was accumulating. Eventually he calmed down, paid off the dirt attached to his body, and the man bowed his head.

"I'm Cesar. Thanks for your help."

The name sounded familiar.

"A little bit of [Battlecock]?

player that he has been pursuing gastronomy since he was a beta. It's a player I wanted to see once.

"Fist, was it? It's an honor to know your name."

So, you knew me there, too. I'm used to that in and of itself.

"Anything, you think it's the same style of play as me? I missed you once."

I was amazed by the words that followed. Because that means, regardless of the visibility caused by the event.

"Where did you get that?

"[Cooking research]. We've got a new collaborator."

"Is that what you mean? And the way you put it, so does César?

"Oh. [Cooking Research] is the main activity of making and spreading. I'm just trying to eat myself."

"Oh well. I wanted to see you, too. Seniors on this road. But before that."

I moved my gaze to Forester. Oh, and César nods and looks at you, too.

"Before we talk, eat. It's more like us."

I have a prey I've just hunted. I don't know what to do.

Both slashed their necks, so the blood drain seemed to be enough.

"Well, let's just make sure it tastes like meat. Where do we start?

César asks as he prepares the blade for demolition.

"It's a bird. After all, from that successful leg, isn't it?

It's a leg that seems like many servings with just one. I think it would be delicious if I baked it.

"Right. Do you want to peel the hair first?

Since the body is large, only the legs are peeled off for taste. Mm, you've got a pretty good deal going on. The two of us are going to pull out our wings silently. Could this blade be used for something? It won't be suitable for duvets though.

"Okay, I think I should peel some more. Fist, can I ask you to prepare the fire?

"Leave it to me."

Leave the meat to César and prepare the fire. Even if I say it's for taste, I'll keep eating it so I can make it bigger.

Assemble the kamado, remove the firewood from the storage and light the fire. You're pretty used to this work, too.

It's ready with a gold net, not an iron plate. At about the same time César came cutting meat.

"It's not a cooking kit. You're motivated enough."

"You can't just taste it, it seemed like it."

"Sure. If it tastes good, I'll eat it. That's happiness."

César nodded and showed me the meat. The thin peach thigh looks very different from the birds I've ever eaten. The skin is the same.

"Well, why don't we bake it?"

"Ah, César. I'm sorry, but for three, please. And for my partner."

With that said, César saw Quinn.

"That wolf. You eat roasted meat, too?

"Oh. I usually eat raw meat, but I also eat what I cook"

"I see. You're a wolf who knows what it tastes like."

and César was convinced and also baked Quinn's share.

Makes a sound like fat tastes delicious on the net. Quinn, who watched from afar for the hair-removing task, also came this way and gazed at the meat he could cook.

"It's time."

I'll take the reasonably cooked meat and put it on a plate, and I'll give it to you, César. There are two meats. It's for me and Quinn. I'll pick mine by hand and put the dish in front of Quinn.

"Bye."

"I'll have it."

Two people and one head to put it in their mouth at the same time.

Uvoer

.................. Ha!? What are you talking about? Me, what were you doing!? Hey, no, you can't take your eyes off reality. Oh, just like that, we have to accept what just happened!

"Unpleasant..."

Spin words that are terminal, but can convey everything with it. It wasn't just me, it was spit out of César at the same time.

"Or it's hard enough to chew through..."

Still, César says as he moves his mouth around. Yes, it's stiff. As if it even turned into hard rubber.

"Besides, the taste sucks... I can't smell it anywhere with the fragrance and fat sweetness just now... what the heck..."

I didn't chew it off, but the gravy came out. but the taste is terrible. I've been eating a variety of things at GAO where I started playing for good food. There were both delicious and subtle dishes, but for the first time I could assure you that they were 'unsavory'. Whatever, the meat is enough for Quinn, the staple food, to spit out. How many wolves don't even eat raw meat?

I'm sorry about the ingredients but I can't eat this. Dig a hole with spiritual magic, spit it out there and fill it.

"Maybe you can't cook it... try another cooking method"

Cesar where raw meat is sliced and a pan with water is placed on a gold net.

"Was that the kind of meat you had?

"It's not meat, but it's mountain vegetables. When I put it through the fire, there was something more Egumi."

Well, unlike me, who ate all the relatively safe stuff, César seems like a pretty challenger. I have to apprentice.

Eventually the water boiled so add the meat. Boiling often. It was usually taken away where the colour of the meat changed.

Receive a plate with meat. When Quinn looked me in the eye, I was turned away. Right, I don't like it...

I took it and nodded with César and put it in my mouth.

Wow, wow.

"Can't you do this..."

The results were unchanged. It was softer than it was when I baked it, and there were fewer eggs, but I knew I didn't eat it. Did it dissolve in water or it doesn't even taste like meat that should have been slight. Discard and bury the meat.

"Well, then steam!

and Cesar removed wooden instruments from storage. Is it a steam cage to see from its shape and words?

And, uh, no!

Something happened twice, three times... I spit out the meat and buried it.

"No... César, you, are you checking the buyout price on the hunting guild?

Ask César, who has a sinister face. The hunting guild's office has information on individual purchases. The price of an animal and its parts, such as how much a loin of a boar is. Normally players hardly know. Because it's not something you can get for it. Normally it hardly answers with drops.

"Oh, I'm looking through."

"In that, I don't think there was a Forester, but is that what I mean?

"... I mean, because it's not tasty and I can't eat it, there's no buying price set," he said?

"... maybe"

It is the hunting guild that does not deal with things that cannot be eaten or used. I don't handle things that have various problems even if I can eat them. Forester is not something you can't eat. Just not tasty. I guess that's why I'm not dealing with it.

"This is all the big stuff, so I was hoping I could eat a lot..."

If you try and out when you bake, boil, steam, there's nothing you can do. I guess I'll have to give up.

That's how I missed it. I had an incredible sight ahead of me. The meat I was just trying is the Forester that César hunted. The guy I hunted remains untouched. So, Quinn was eating my prey. No, literally, with the guts as they are. Wait, you, you just spit out the roasted meat. Why are you eating it? And normally.

But before the sight, there was something flashing. But. Are you okay? This is a GAO, right? No, no, that's why I should give it a try. You said César earlier. "When I put the fire through," she said, "there's something that's gone bad."

"Cesar, I'm sorry, but I'm gonna get some meat."

Take the remaining raw meat without waiting for a reply. Hmm, it still takes courage...

"Fist, you...... no, wait, that's -!"

I heard Cesar stop, but one thought hit me with raw meat. Bite off a bite and chew. Once, twice, three times... the Egumi I feared didn't come. On the contrary, there is even a hint of sweetness. The texture is raw meat or sashimi. Is it the difference that it is a little sticky? The more you chew, the sweeter the meat increases. I can't compare it to the grilled meat I just had. I can clearly say this.

"Delicious..."

"You're a totally unscrupulous guy, you..."

César has turned his frightened gaze.

"How much in-game, so you eat raw meat or normal? You mean the operation here, so it's not weird what's being planted?

"I'm reflecting. I have no regrets."

Hand over the meat to César with honesty. Not because the poison taste was done, but César also hit the meat without hesitation.

"Hmm...... I see. Maybe adding heat is a bad ingredient. Then there's only raw food... there's also the sashimi sashimi, is this an ant?"

Cesar began to take out a lot of things as I said it. Is that soy sauce? Then ginger, garlic, sunflower... I see, I could read.

"César, which one of these samurai will fit?

"I'm going to make sure of that. If you've done this far, let's do it thoroughly. But in the future, raw foods will have to be included in the tasting options."

The taste of the Forester never ends.

After eating up all the forest restaurants, we had a light banquet with handheld ingredients as we talked about our previous experiences. There were players who looked at me from a distance and looked surprised, but I don't care. It was a fun time to let them eat and feed them the ingredients they kept.

César and I registered friends and decided to continue exchanging information. I need to eat and walk a lot so I don't lose.

The Forester was to send it to [Cooking Research]. I look forward to seeing how Mora and the others cook ingredients that can't use fire. I won't tell you what I could have done with raw food. I hope we get there ourselves. Until then, I guess I'll be screaming.