I Said Make My Abilities Average!

"If it's for the kids, I'd be happy to take it on!

"... you just want to play with the kids, don't you?

"It's something that I couldn't fully enjoy..."

"I want to rearrange and continue..."

The three Lenas are looking forward to the mileage.

But they don't have anything to disagree with. Therefore, it was eventually to be undertaken.

"From what I can tell, it's not going to be a huge merit point, so don't go through the guild" Freedom Request. "Instead, please pay the request in advance."

Normally, the advance is about half the price at best, but a strong laner demanding that the full amount be paid in advance.

However, the owner of the Chamber of Commerce accepted it in a mundane reply and entered into a contract because he wanted it and held a strong request, and because he trusted the Red Oath as a benefactor of his life.

"Miles, enough food reserves? You don't have to make extra..."

When The Red Oath left the Vorrell Chamber of Commerce while we talked about that, outside, there was that woman party, the party leader of The Pale Wind (Blue Gail).

"Huh? Can I help you yet?

With regard to this matter, the investigation into the Hunter side has already been completed, and then we should have broken up softly, either with a little interaction with each other or with an exchange of information and public discourse. Now, and just one party leader, what can I do for you...

"Sorry. Hey, I need to ask you something..."

That's what I said, a leader speaking to Mavis.

"This time, thank you so much. You saved me where I might regret it for the rest of my life. I really, really appreciate it..."

Thanksgiving has already been amply said. But in front of the other party members, this word would have been hard to say. Whatever it was, it was not a word that everyone would be allowed to hear, equal to saying, 'All the other party members' minutes were where I was going to carry them.

And Mavis rushes to stop a leader who bows his head to a new America far younger than himself.

"So, apart from thanking you, actually, I want to ask you something...

At that time, our employer gave us instructions. If you were, what decision would you have made then? I really want to hear that... "

Asked so, Mavis replied instantly without hesitation.

"Of course, we will protect those who hire us. Because that's what the request is for and the terms of the contract."

"... yes..."

The leader of a pale breeze (Blue Gail) with a relieved but still inseparable face.

"And leave Lena and Pauline as direct guards of your employer, and from that position, a magical attack as a fixed turret, me and Miles entering the enemy. Connect your employer with your enemy, in a straight line." Protect only the employers, "as requested."

"Huh?"

A pompous face, leader.

"And instantly kill the enemy. The client will not be injured as much as the hair muscle. If you complain about this, I'll sue your guild."

That's what I said, Mavis smiling.

Come to think of it, that's what The Red Vow actually did then, as it were.

Instead of exaggerating what I wouldn't even do, I just said what I could actually do, as it were. Make a very obvious face.

……

He was a leader stuck in words, but I'm not convinced just to hear such a reply.

"Now, if there were fifty enemies!

"Leaving Lena and Pauline as direct guards of their employers, magical attack from that position as a stationary turret, me and Miles entering the enemy"

"............... interrupted"

Oh, this, they're the ones who don't help at all if you ask.

So enlightened the leader went home disappointed to drop his shoulder.

"Yay! You talked to me properly, not Lena, and I could say something leadery and advise you! That would have been pretty cool, wouldn't it?

…………

It was Lena and the others watching Mavis, who delighted innocently, with raw warm eyes......

And before noon the next day.

In the courtyard of the Vorrell Chamber of Commerce, a dinner party was held.

Shortly after that, worried that the children would not be scared, he decided to use the courtyard of the Chamber of Commerce solemnly to get out of the fortress. I can't say the view is good, but there is no problem because of the size there.

In addition to the children of both families, this time the participants are Mr. and Mrs. Vebdel, Mr. Gareidal's wife, and the Red Vow, as well as only three cooks, with ordinary servants not participating. The food, too, is all served by The Red Vow, and there are no dishes by merchant cooks.

Speaking of which, yesterday, the cooks were depressed to see a less-than-handed dish that was brought back. It seems that the adults comforted the cooks because of the incident before the meal progressed, but the child is cruel. They've been talking about the delicious food they ate...

Yes, the three cooks who are participating this time are taking part to take a closer tour of where Miles cooks and learn how to make them.

Though the mileage requested by the client to provide the recipe, the mileage did not exactly record how to cook separately, and it was troublesome to write it down on purpose. Therefore, he said, "Look and remember me, and I made a covenant on the terms thereof."

In the first place, cooking is subject to different conditions every time. Especially in this world, even if you say 'high fire' or 'low fire', it's totally different depending on the size, performance, firewood status, cook subjectivity, etc. So it is not something that can be quantified by letters or numbers.

Besides, Miles himself thought, 'If the delicious cooking method develops widely, one day he might be able to eat it', and I couldn't resist offering the recipe for free, but before, when I made a dish with raw eggs...... mayonnaise, egg rice, sukiyaki, etc., Pauline said, 'Special storage. Save it with magic, or treat it with magic when cooking. Miles are fine, but if normal people imitate it, they'll stay sick!' And he was forbidden to diffuse the recipe cheaply.

So I can't take responsibility for anything caused by the recipe I wrote, 'Take your own look and steal it. But at your own risk?' That's why I decided.

And the dinner party started, but the older kids, although they had enjoyed delicious food at first, just understood the situation, didn't seem to have a sincerely enjoyable atmosphere.

But as I watched the little ones shudder about not knowing anything, I began to smile on that face when I reconsidered that I should make my last moment with my friends a pleasant memory.

And Miles, who understands that the food he made plays a part, had a slight, happy look on his face, though not a full grin......

"Hey, give it to me! Give it to me, make it!

"Leave it to me! Guys, karaoke, I'll make it!

Oh, Mr. Vebdell and the cooks, take a good look and learn how to make it!

That's what I said, miles to make karaoke while explaining how to make it.

"Fresh rock lizard meat,"

Miles to remove meat from item box.

"Bump it up..."

Cut the meat thrown into the air, full of knives, and take it on a plate.

"Put on your parents' secret sauce, magically pressure them to stain the meat,"

Sprinkle the liquid in the bottle, mummy, and hang the magic somehow without chanting.

"I made the spices that I bought when I went around the country, and covered them with this secret family mystery," Kalaagi Flour, "

Removed from the item box, sprinkle with suspicious powder.

"And wrap it up with shield magic, let it dance in the air with 180 degree hot air magic, 12 minutes and 30 seconds!

It would be boring to wait, so to everyone, what we had prepared in advance... "

That said, miles to stand out of the item box and remove the plate with the hot karaoke on it.

The product I am making now will be used as a replacement or will go to the item box.

"Wow, wow!

"That's right, honey! Awesome!

The kids are lifting (Yoisho) what they see, and Miles' face is melting in the trout and it's a big deal.

"Ahhh..."

"Until now, where did your worried face go when you perceived the sentiments of your elderly children!

"Well, it's miles..."

And they were the three cooks who were about to master watching miles of cooking, standing staring with dead fishy eyes...