Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

He was sent to other continents, where he was to serve his transcendent Majesty, but the job I was doing was just preparing for food.

Is this correct as a man? Because it is meaningless even if it is rotten, it's time to prepare for it.

80% of cooking and war are decided by the previous preparation.

By the way, two days have passed since the first battle, but the enemy has disappeared. Legre sometimes finds scouts and kills them, but only to that extent.

How do you defeat an individual who can compete equally with 5000 troops? If you have an enemy commander, you will be holding your head.

Or are you waiting for the plane?

A black elf isn't good if it's the person I think.

The land has wiped out a battalion in 1956.

A multinational unit that did its best. At the end, no one knows exactly what information is blurred. We've heard rumors that we lost 98% of combat personnel and fled from another world.

As I guessed, the black elf has something to do with its survival.

In half a century, it wasn't just a canned one.

The ability to follow the 14 kings is brilliant, but the soldiers scattered by His Majesty were poor, even if His Majesty did not do anything out of the norm.

If the Gentiles can be followed by experienced military personnel, even half a century ago knowledge should be able to create a more powerful army.

Slow development.

There is some reason. That is the opportunity to take advantage.

Well, I was thinking with half delusion while preparing the rice.

Bake the apple, cut it into pieces, and put it in a pot with the strawberry. Add the sake and boil it down.

Transfer the contents to a bottle to complete the apple cider.

The real apple cider is soaked for a longer period of time, but now I don't have the time to just transfer the sweetness and flavor.

Then, boil and knead the roots of strangely starchy wild plants. Put it in a dumpling and line it up with the fried meat.

I saw the state of wild vegetables. Despite being exposed to severe cold, it is still fresh.

Despite the changes in the environment, my condition is very good.

Zammongrass,

"For some reason, knee pain has been low for the past two days."

I say.

I think there are some contraindicated forest ingredients.

The problem is my cooking skills.

I should have learned a little more seriously from my grandfather.

It worked out when there was support from Makina, but if I cook rice alone, I can see the taste. I used to lack one before, but now I have two or three.

Postcard

His dish is called "delicious". I'm sorry.

Anyway,

Let's make soup this afternoon. The body warms.

Separate sun-dried frogs into meat and bones. Boil the bone slowly and scoop the lye. Once you have a good soup stock, add salt and garlic.

Delicious. After all, a few are not enough. I want miso.

"Um, don't smell good."

His Majesty and Valsina come out of the tent.

"Frog soup."

"If it tastes good, frogs are fine."

His Majesty arrives at the table. Prepare a glass and pour the freshly soaked apple cider.

"Sweet sake"

A quick drink. After that, pour yourself.

"It's an apple, it's abundant. No ... this is a clear sweetness that I haven't tasted yet, but it still has a lot of heat. It's medium."

Apples would be better.

"Is the taste soaked out after some time?"

"No, this is enough"

There is no time left for the taste to soak.

Food is a calculation that lasts ten days. It is possible to steal supplies, but will the enemy do such foolish things?

"Some knobs"

"Good, you care too much about stupidity. Let's make it easier, though not as good as regre.

"Yes, then rude"

Resume cooking.

The bones were taken out of the soup, and zaku chopped wild vegetables and starch dumplings were added. Set fire high and leave.

Knead rose frog meat with herbs and oil, rock salt. Knead vigorously until the meat and the real oil come out firmly. And fried in a frying pan.

Once the oil has spread in the frying pan, use the thickly cut large mushrooms in the frying pan. Completed when both sides are baked.

Today's lunch, frog soup and mushroom steak.

Next, I want to do my best.

I was looking around for the smell of the rice to signal the end, but Legre and Zamongrass did not return.

"I'm ready, your Majesty."

"Well, wait?"

In Ashtalia, kings and minions traditionally eat rice at the same table.

It's cold today, too, and outdoor foods quickly cool down. What are you doing, those two?

Aside from the soup, the first mushroom that I baked, well, would I eat it? The taste drops, but I don't care much about the rice I eat.

"Soya, you said you were a Gentile. What kind of country is your hometown?"

During my spare time, I was asked a question by His Majesty.

Speaking of which, I haven't heard of my hometown for a long time.

"There are four seasons, winters are as cold as here, and summers are terrible and horrible. The middle of the season is very easy to spend."

"Let's eat delicious"

"It's delicious. Somehow, it's more expensive in my home country."

"Is there a lot of territory? In some countries, the finances have collapsed because of the inexpensive procurement of grain from invaded lands. Making rice in one's own country also helps to nurture the people at the same time. It's okay to add more tax. ''

"No, there are no territories in other countries. Food is so small that it depends on other countries."

"Isn't it invaded? It's Elysium's vestige."

I think there are some aspects,

"Because it is a country that has gained a lot of exports, it has a lot of imports in exchange for it. In fact, it is a country with abundant ingredients."

"What do small countries export?"

"Technology, entertainment and household goods"

"I see. It's something very innovative or essential. In a way, it's your country that is invading."

"maybe"

Look at the watch.

Although it was a cheap watch for 3,000 yen, the invention of this kind of thing has destroyed the watch industry in other countries. Sometimes new technology eats away old technology. In other words, it is synonymous with invasion.

"Let's make a lot of money with technology, or dwarves used to do it in the past, but have stopped trading since Heim's craftsmen stolen various technologies. Now he only deals with individuals on a whim. "

"ah I see"

Dwarf products are expensive. In terms of scarcity, rather than performance.

"It's a very interesting country."

"But there are many natural disasters, such as earthquakes."

"That's horrible. But is it a young country? It's a country that we don't see much here."

"I'm not young. I'm sure the age of the nation."

It was good to hear from Makina a while ago.

Surely in the Imperial period,

"Nearly two thousand and seven hundred years"

"Um?"

His Majesty tilts his head.

"Two times the history of our kings in Elysium will be a living country"

"That's right."

For the time being, it is the number one country in the world at the age of a nation.

"In other words, your country is small, has four seasons, has technologies that can be sold, has a lot of natural disasters, but has a long history.

"Yes, it's a strange country."

"A weird country?"

Hahahaha, we laugh together.

I wish I had some information about Japan. Is it transmitted?

The mushroom has cooled completely.

Finally, they came back from the circle. Take strangers.

A squat and plump body.

It resembles a common dwarf, but is 180 and tall. The hair is black and long, and the beard is even longer. It extends to the navel.

Helmet with horns on both ends in black and gold armor. A long two-handed ax on the back.

"Hey, visitor"

The regre is light.

"Dugan! @Dugan Steg Holobi Robbs!"

His Majesty stands by calling his name.

"Dynesleif! La Dynesleif Riog Ashtalia!"

The man brought by you spreads your arms and approaches your Majesty.

Gash, and a hot hug.

"I was astounded by the disastrousness of the city, but you were relieved of your breath."

"I can't be surprised to see the city of people."

"Gachah !! Whatever, if the king is safe, it will be one or two of the nations. It seems that he has lost four generals, but it is said that two strong men have already gathered. I've shy away from my 50 elites. Makoto, I'm jealous of your virtue. "

"There are three people."

Your Majesty looks at me.

No, it's afraid.

Teka, this bearded person. Is Dugan one of the four great kings? Is it a super big game? His Majesty, too.

"I look like a mediocre man?"

Yes, exactly.

"Let's drink this"

"What is sake?"

His Majesty pours apple cider and gives Dugan a drink.

"Muh, what a shit. It's the finest sake."

"It was made by that man."

"You are also a blessing of spirits?"

"No, just apples are good. I just made them properly."

"Soya, tell me which apple."

His Majesty looks like a bad person.

"It's what I got from the forest there."

"I can't laugh as a joke, kid."

"Dugan, it's 20 years early to be senroku. Look at the ingredients that line it up. In Ashtarya, no, is it something you can get on this continent at this time?"

"Is it really from the forest of contraindications? Is this man? In the form of a living person?"

"Fool's neck, you can bet."

"I can't believe it, is the blood of Welsvain's secretary inviting me, or is this a sign of the times moving?"

"Dugan, you shouldn't give me a word, and I came to laugh at stupid things."

"I have the longest relationship with you among the same kings, so I just wanted to refuse."

"You refuse? What do you refuse stupidly?"

"I decided to partner with a black elf."

His Majesty knocks his fist at the table. There are two.

Dugan takes the falling bottle and starts drinking calmly.

"Is the blood of the old kings falling to the villain?"

The bearded old man is calm.

What is worrisome is that you look at your Majesty with compassion.

"Did you forget the origins of the kings? Ahead of the great army, such as the cloud of Elysium, the great ancestors raised a flag. Even the fools get rid of them. Once again we have to unite the flags. "

"Is that a black elf?"

His Majesty has endured his anger.

Legre and Zamongrass are always ready to fight.

"Yes, he really is. He has the material to break down Elysium, and I'm sorry, Dynesleigh. My blood is with him, and he has an old covenant. I have to do it. ''

"Again, again."

Robbs, one of the wind obnacles. A solid lobs.

Is the black elf who has a covenant with the clan also related to the Wind Obnacle? Or another reason?

"And if you declare it stupidly, are you ready to save your life?"

His Majesty is ready for war.

"I don't know how to do that."

A mustache touches the ax.

It's a quick touch.

Is this maz?

Hulululululululul,

The sound

"e?"

It falls from the sky I looked up.

The impact of the landing raised the tent and supplies and blew off with me. I was fainted for a moment. When you notice, you are lying on the ground.

The two kings and the two minions do not move. Watch out for falling things.

It was a great sword.

The shape of the dull red blade is like gluing together pieces of metal, rather than forging the metal into one. But there is nothing imperfect. There is no gap between thin sheets of paper, and the sharpness is not ordinary. A rugged, sturdy and faithful evil sword.

"Agachion?"

It approaches me while bouncing like a dog. The backpack was fixed to the sword.

Did you fly here overnight after calling? Somehow, it smells bad. It smells of blood and gastric juice. What did this guy fly here?

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's mine ..... Please continue."

Hide the evil sword on the back and say to the two kings.

Several horse hooves are approaching. It's a mustache subordinate.

"I'm cut off. I'm back, but what do you do? I don't have a hobby of chasing a man's ass."

"Absent"

His Majesty stabs a bare sword on the ground and sits back on the chair.

Since the beard is about to leave,

"Wait a minute"

I stopped and put about six apples in a bag and handed them to my beard.

A souvenir because it is a customer.

"Pickle it with honey and sour fruit. If you wait 100 days, it will be many times better than today's sake."

"Wait long. Wait, until the king there died."

The beard went away, wiping out the apple.

Later, bring the sake bottle home. But I turn around once.

"I forgot one. I won't fight the hungry king. I'll go with the hungry horses. Leave the feed and food at the city entrance. Use it as you like."

"Are fat pigs easier to hunt than hungry beasts?"

"Let's take it as you like. But Dyne Sleif. Times are changing. It's a flash at a certain moment. Right now it's at the watershed. Will you lose that blood in the destruction?"

"Of course. The battle of perishers. Let's go deeper into your new history."

"I'm looking forward. Old friend."

"Farewell, old king"

The beard has disappeared, joining with his hurried face.

"Soya, rice."

"Yes, your Majesty"

"The food they prepared, they will eat away."

"Please choose for me"

The mustache food includes left continental wheat, potatoes, salt, butter, cheese, olive oil, genuine guinelle eggs, salted pork, hard stone-like bread, wine, and a variety of sake. Later, feed for Valsina.

Everything is exciting. Even the Majesty's majesty takes two months to eat. That mustache, do you read that your Majesty won't lose for that long?

Legre checked the poison and found it was okay.

Today's menu is the culmination of coming to a different world.

I made a lot of tempura with wild vegetables. Personally, it was 100 tempura. Make croquettes using pork and frog meat in luxury.

We make raw pasta, peperoncino and carbonara with left continental wheat.

As an extra, frog soup and mushroom steak.

These are my culminations, though few.

All were well received. Because of the popularity, I can not be pleased with it.

After all, living alone is a one-handed meal. Sweet, sweet. If a skillful cook falls in a different world, it's almost like a bite at a restaurant.

I want to increase my repertoire.

I want to raise my arm.

Dead grandfather, can you come down with the strange power of another world? Although it is a small restaurant, he is a chef who has been working for half a century. There should have been a lot to learn. I'm really regretful.