I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

The francs decided to cook and started cooking, but they were different from the rest of the squad in every way.

Whatever, the other squad is cooking with a frying pan on the fire, while they're using impromptu stoves made of earthwork.

Moreover, knives and frying pans are first-class items that were in the dimensional storage of francs. This is a super luxury made by a Dwarf craftsman.

I also luxuriously use spices used for the downward treatment and milk to eliminate odors.

In addition, a pseudo pressure cooker using earthwork, fire magic, wind magic, and hydromagic was also used to simmer meat until it was trottolo.

The pseudo pressure cooker seems easy at first glance, but it is actually a technique that requires high technology, which is very difficult to maintain and adjust for the combined use of witchcraft.

Well, nobody's noticed. If you saw around the magic teachers, you'd be surprised at the waste of technology.

Yafi, a cooking internship teacher, was raising his admiration when he saw the many dishes the Frans lined up in front of him.

"Huh? No unique irritant odor at all. I don't think they used Skunk Raccoon meat."

From white magnetic dishes, it looks like it's not going to be used in outdoor cooking. No, it's not just Yafi. The same goes for the other squads.

"What kind of dish is that?

"Come on?"

"But it looks delicious... Besides, in this short time, 4 dishes..."

Cooking is not the only thing the students are impressed with.

"Did you see the rate of dismantling? That was amazing, huh?

"I've been listening to the commentary, but it's for the mess"

"That's an active adventurer..."

"I mean, I can't believe you can cook like that with magic"

"Even I will one day..."

I guess I felt that difference in strength even if I simply cooked outdoors. He looked tired and had an enviable look at Fran.

Yeah, the students are tired because they are physically and mentally depleted by the odorous noise that has happened so many times. Maybe half the squad would have failed to dismantle and crippled the poisonous glands. If you've smelled bad enough to faint over and over again, then you must not be hammering your wear and tear.

This looks delicious.

Her mood would be well expressed in Yafi's words "this is". We haven't had this much to cook.

It was all vanilla coated salted and salty soup. They couldn't not not eat it for an assessment, it was pretty tight.

The only thing that seemed to be better was the squad's dish of getting good reviews in this class every time. A refreshingly handsome platinum blonde on brown skin, from other continents, was in charge of cooking as squad leader.

In a desert country called the Kingdom of Azeria, they are famous for cooking with lots of spices. This class also made Azeri soup and tortilla-style dishes with roasted meat sandwiched in flour dough.

I thought the soup was the soup curry at first glance, but one way or another it looks like a stew with spices in it.

Tortilla utensils are like so-called kebabs, where thinly sliced meat is overlaid and baked objects are shredded.

They both seemed to be able to eliminate the odor quite a bit with spices and coconut milk, but due to the sweetness of the blood drain and other undertreatment, they weren't perfect. Yafi's rating was "Fair enough".

Now, how will the dishes made by the Frans be appreciated?

"I'll have it then."

"Mmm."

"Did you mince this by tapping Skunk Raccoon's meat? Cheese up there?

"I removed as much abarra meat fat as I could, then crushed it finely and cooked it round with a mixture of special seasonings"

Well, just to be brief, it's a hamburger mixed with curry flour and baked, cheese on it.

"The flavour..."

Yafi uses a fork to cut the hamburger apart and slowly carries it to his mouth.

"Momogu......!

Shortly after chewing once and twice, her eyes opened to surprise.

"Yummy! What the hell is this! It usually tastes like money! And the complex flavors I've never eaten...... Harder than Azeri food though...... And who is this spicy..."

Yafi analyzes the flavor unexpectedly accurately. I thought he was an adventurous, outdoor cook teacher, but he's well-versed in food and cooking.

"Is this jerky? Well made in a short time."

"Raw Jerky Made of Magic"

"You have amazing magic arms too...... Hmmm... by grabbing the seasoning liquid and the spices, it has a unique flavour. Uh, I'd love a drink."

"And this. I turned it into meat miso. I'll wrap it in this flour crepe and eat it"

"Another rare dish. Momogu - this is delicious too. Incredible......"

I'm deluding the smell and taste with spices and miso, but that's a franc with culinary skills kanst there. I had chosen and reproduced the dishes that I could make on this occasion from among the many dishes I had ever made.

"And that's a strange soup at the end...... Is it soup? It's oddly troublesome though."

"That's curry. The best food in the world"

"Well, that came out big again. Well, I guess I'll take it... Momogu"

Another dish prepared by Fran is the curry of Kusan. I don't have rice, but I guess that means instead of soup.

It is a red curry with slightly stronger spiciness, containing meat and vegetables that have become trout in a pseudo pressure cooker. Yafi, who spoke of the curry, gave an even more surprising look than earlier.

"This is it! What a complicated flavor! It's spicy, but I can eat as much as I want..."

Yafi, who so far had only a few bites to eat by saying that he "can't judge well when he's full," but Frans' dishes are disappointing.

This would be highly regarded with no complaints.

"Well, we'll have it too."

They also couldn't wait for the Caronas, who had endured just a light tasting, to get Yafi to judge them first.

"Mmm."

"Ya, I can finally eat"

"Looks delicious"

"Just - Kima Su!

"On!"

Ursi also comes out well and gets a curry. However, the reaction is not fragrant. I care about the flan I made and it looks delicious, but I know how happy I am with the way I shake my tail.

But Fran is not angry. Whatever, because Fran himself has a subtle look. I guess for Fran, who loves curry, it doesn't taste satisfying.

Still, the crew has a great reputation. Fran gets a tough rating because he compares it to my dishes, but they should be pretty tasty compared to those there.

It is the other classmates who look with envy at the caronas who eat curry while saying it tastes delicious. Every squad was forced to pour in the dishes because of the rule of eating everything they made.

"... hey. Can you get a bite of that dish if you have too much?

The first person I've spoken to is you, the handsome man who cooked Azeri food. He's just good at cooking, and he's intrigued.

"Fine."

"Is that true! Thanks!"

"Huh! Then I want it too!

"Me and me!

In the end, everyone was raising their hands. But there's not enough to get to the hopeful.

Somehow, students who lost to Junken, good luck next time!