Isekai Apocalypse Mynoghra

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Tonukapoli was baffled.

Because it became a feast.

To commemorate the creation of friendship between Pepe and Tact.

I also wondered if it was scheming, but I'm convinced that Atu, the demon girl, really just wants to hold a celebration because she's sincerely happy to celebrate this event.

As we do that, more and more dishes are brought to the table.

Those are things I've never seen or heard of.

However, the fragrance is extraordinary, and even Tonukapoli, who is usually so indifferent to food, accidentally swallows goku and spit.

"Eat more and more! It's a happy day! Come on, come on, Master Tonucapoli too!

"Ah, oh. Thank you."

Take the fruit first as they say.

I don't eat much meat or cereal, so it's my choice.

Carefully chopped, it has a slightly orange color, and the sweet drifting fruit juice is superb just to smell the aroma.

Tonukapoli cannot hide its amazement at the presence of so many sophisticated fruits in the world.

I ask the dark elf girl who was helping me with the meals - the odd daughter with half her face rotting. Then she told me that it was a special food called "Sun Egg" with a bloody adorable face and a nickel smile.

I see, it is bold and invincible to honor a gift given by the sun that floats in the sky, but with so much, the name cannot be dismissed as lame.

That said, I can't make a decision until I try to eat it.

Taking a silver fork that was nearby, Tonucapoli stares seriously at the pulp that drips fruit juice and eventually throws his will into his mouth.

(Hey, what is this!!

Moments.

Every sweetness I've ever eaten has turned out to be just gravel.

What a taste! What a treasure!

The spreading sweetness is unimaginable. Soft enough to collapse just by rolling it gently at the tip of your tongue and the fruit juice that sticks up every time you bite it off.

Above all, the scent transmitted from the mouth through the nasal cavity is as seductive as if it would melt the mind by itself.

My stomach, which should have been thinner because of my age, suddenly starts to act as if I remembered the day when I was young, and begins to insist that I give it to you more.

Unexpectedly stretched his hand to the next plate, but with the force of his will he pressed it forcefully...

Tonucapoli quietly analyzed exactly the phenomenon he now felt, shooting through the faces of Minogula with sharp eyes.

"This... I ask you to be rude. Fallen food?

As Bakubaku and I look sideways at Pepe carrying the meal into his mouth, Tonukapoli asks Atu not to change his expression as much as possible.

The presence of demons, he said, corrupts people.

It quietly enters every aspect of a person's life, intertwining its spirit so that it can never escape.

For example, treasures that are just dazzling enough to last a lifetime.

For example, a beautiful princess inclined to such an extent that no one else can see her anymore just at first glance.

… such as foods that you just take a bite of and you will have an experience you will never forget.

I wasn't as busy as I was driven mad, but now the fruit was in the polar of the act of eating, so much so that even she craved without taste and wanted to ask for extra.

That's why I asked.

I was wondering what you fed me.

That such a meal cannot exist in the world.

But the question, which should have been thrown with tension and vigilance, was immediately denied by Atu, who gave a slightly surprising look.

"Decadent food? Oh! I see, you've wondered if there's anything that doesn't work so well for the deliciousness. That's okay."

Atu to deny as he waves with patties.

Tonukapoli also said to that attitude, "Oh?" He leans his neck in the heart, but does not rest the hand of pursuit.

Anyway, here's a meal that's unrealistic, demonic, and frightens people.

A meal of such value that even the dishes on the table alone may in some cases result in a feudal murder.

If you even throw it at the greedy clergy around the Qualia, it'll just make you laugh.

I can assure you it's a substitute.

Until they explained what the hell these were from, it could be taken for granted that they were not satisfied at all.

"Hmm. How can I explain that? I just said that these foods are specialties that can only be grown in our country. We can't give you the details because it's a state secret, but we can assure you it's safe for race."

Atu also takes into account the vigilant Tonukapoli, adding explanations by the slightly excessive.

If they say it's a state secret, I can't pursue it any further with Tonukapoli.

It's unlikely to be delicious, but it can't even be more illusory than it currently exists on the table.

"Yummy."

"It's too delicious to eat too much and it's going to be belly bread!

"Well, that's awesome."

Two dark elf girls serving bring an extra plate to Tonukapoli with an innocent smile on their faces.

While receiving them, she unwittingly grins at the innocent girls who, despite the devil's subordination, are just bewildered with angels.

(He's the kid I want to trade for our idiot Pepe...)

Pepe, who looked sideways with chillies, is somewhat worn on something pinched with bread.

I've only said it's delicious from earlier, but it's suspicious that he really understands the anomaly of this meal because he originally only says it's delicious no matter what he eats.

If Pepe is eating at ease anyway, I guess he is.

Tonukapoli sighs of great relief that his concerns were a matter of concern.

On top of that, I send an apology for doubting Minogula and a compliment that it was such a great meal that I suspected it was stupid.

Did Atu and the other Mynogura faces also feel better about the words, and I brought an extra plate to Tonukapoli.

It is, however, a word of amazement.

So much fruit from this, and the fact that we can produce food, indicates that the state is so highly skilled.

In addition, the country is rich.

Basically, the realization is that food should be eaten.

It is therefore proof that there is room for productivity that allows us to devote ourselves to food. I asked the twin girls about it, but they usually eat it too.

It will only serve the royal palace. I thought it would be quite heavily used, but it's not considered normal nonetheless.

I asked further because I was concerned that this meal could be eaten by all the people of something special.

So how lucky and blessed a people is it?

We were made to understand how the things we had eaten so far were lower in rank as food.

At the same time, I wonder how I'm going to eat rice from my country after knowing so much about the delicacies.

Not so long ago, the sip was shocking.

"It is by the king's glory. Best food for all the people, beyond what you can eat. Enjoy it to your satisfaction. This is the most delicious dish in the world, proud of our Minogula."

"Oh, you sure are the best in the world. I've heard Big Language magnificent in many places so far, but this is the first time I haven't caught up with the facts. I've been getting thinner food here lately, but I think Atashi will have to worry about her weight at last..."

If he noticed, Tonucapoli noticed that his stomach was quite swollen.

I also got a few other dishes besides fruit, all of which were like new and never tasted.

That's why they ate a good amount of it while they were pounding tongue drums.

I ate stupid and gained weight in the country you called me at a good age. What can I say, I don't know what kind of disgust and tease I get from the wand holders in my country.

With a little embarrassment, I throw a little purple fruit into my mouth by making myself excuse that this is my last bite....... but I'm going to want some more.

Tonucapoli gave up that this would have to be prepared for the novel when reporting to his country.

"Grandma's fine because there's nobody else to care about even if she's fat - there she is! It hurts more than usual!

"Are you okay?"

"It sounded amazing..."

I had to retaliate against Pepe's rudeness before the sceptres in my country...

With Pepe on his ass, who is pounding and tearing with a momentum of 20% more than usual, Tonukapoli shifts his gaze to the nation known as Minoghura, its king Ira-Takt.

It exists in a plain place of meeting and eating, it can never be used to seeing as much as it is.

That would be natural, too.

Anyway, he is an evil god. It's closer to a miracle to be calm in this place.

That said, the race was thrown.

There is an old saying that you can't get treasure if you dive into a dragon's nest.

There is a danger of being deceived, but it would be beneficial if we could make friendships with them.

I don't know what a king is like.

That's creepy, evil, and I don't think you have feelings that are roughly close to people.

Still sitting on a chair, he sprinkles only Yura Yura and the fears he may not have had.

What does the King think and intend to do?

However, at present, I understand that I am in a better mood, albeit somehow.

I just couldn't understand the fact that the reason for this was Pepe's words...

All in all, it seems that your stupid Pepe has devoted himself to Fawncavn as an idiot.

With joy for his grandson's growth, Tonucapoli finally began to loosen all the threads of tension as well.

"That's right! Let them sell this food! I'm sure everyone will love it!

but additional fuel was thrown in just in time.

Pepe started saying something terrible with his eyes sparkling.

Just a hassle......

Tonukapoli held his head, but there was no longer anything he could do.

A statement that does not read the air where I was considering taking up stories about matters of greatest concern to them after the meeting.

Praying to the Spirit of the earth, who believes in doing something about this fool, that he should not speak with any more thoughts, Tonukapoli eases and beware of Pepe.

"You said you'd sell it, it's so much. Oh, and you won't let me anywhere else. Besides, I just had an interaction with us. I know how you feel, but you talk fast, Pepe."

In fact, this food is fascinating.

If all citizens can eat a fine diet, there should be some surplus in food production.

The food situation in Fawncavn is difficult under the circumstances. It would be very beneficial to the state if it were possible to obtain it in a transaction to some extent, even if it was not of good quality.

That said, as I cautioned Pepe, I was just beginning to interact with Minogula.

It is not to negotiate at a stage equal to the first meeting.

"Fine."

"Yes, do you mind, King Ira-Tact!

"Yeah."

However, if Pepe is insanity in Fawncavn, then it seems that insanity in Mynogura was them themselves.

King Ila-Tacto really gets on Pepe's suggestion, and he just exaggerates that he's been brought up with a good story.

"Takudou the boulder! That's a good idea!

Normally, even squires who object or prompt rethinking follow all the proposals.

The mystery of why we can strike bold hands so far only deepens, but negotiations must still take place.

It is a chance because of it. Tonucapolis thinks of items that its own country is likely to be able to export without putting the negotiations together on the best possible terms.

"I can't hide my joy in a very good story, but what does your country want? I'm telling you, we don't have any specialties or anything like this. I can't think of anything worth more than this wonderful food."

"You don't need anything special. Metal equipment and everyday groceries. Consumables I said cloth on entertainment and paper. Let us take those as consideration. I'll keep the food out of here pretty cheap."

Consumables.

Tonukapoli frowned unexpectedly. Where does that need to be? Because the question arose.

There is no problem exporting groceries or consumables. Nor is it a substitute for confidentiality.

But I didn't know why Minogula needed them.

"Hmm, then there's plenty of room for us to export, too. But, I don't think I'm in much trouble from what I've seen, though. Especially these beautiful dishes. Premium stuff I've never even seen. Even a technologically advanced quality wouldn't have made it this far. Naturally, you know what I mean."

Plates lined up on the table, candlesticks. Staring at such instruments as the spoons and forks provided, Tonucapoli purely expressed his doubts.

But in response to that question, Atu smiles and tilts his neck slightly, just answering, "There is demand for things from other countries, too."

Tonukapoli didn't really look at her expression to see what intentions were hidden behind that laugh, but she didn't know anything.

An old magician who lives hundreds of years and his opponent is an outsider. Eventually sighing Tonukapoli raises his hands just saying he gave up.

It's not a bad story. Farmland has been destroyed by barbarian raids in Fawncavn. Sometimes we have to allocate personnel because of our defensive forces. In fact, there was a problem with the supply of food.

It was a wish or a fulfillment if the belly were to be filled with groceries that could be produced at any cost, not important.

"Well, that's fine, I don't have a problem with this one. That's a good deal for both sides."

In the end, a number of rough arrangements were made on the spot, which allowed Tonucapoli to reap an undesirable harvest.

To be honest, importing food from a country we've just met can also be dangerous, such as poison contamination, but the area should be tested and resolved.

There's not enough food in the rabbit or in the corner. There was an extra boon where I bore the trivial effort.

Eventually the meal is over and the food is lowered off the table.

Atu slowly cut to the point after everyone took a sigh of relief after serving the drinks after the meal.

"So I couldn't go into much detail earlier, but I'd like to ask you why you're in our territory this time."

"Oh, naturally. I'll let you talk about it from Atashi. Anyway, it's too hard for Pepe.

Okay, let's get down to business.

A phenomenon currently plaguing Fawn Cavn. It would be best if you could grasp it at one end of the spectrum, plus some cooperation from the negotiations.

I believe their relevance in terms of sudden barbarian outbreaks from previous conversations is very low.

Mynogura herself seemed to have concerns about the barbarians, and I don't think it's such an evil hobby to enjoy watching her go right and left.

As far as this horrible girl called Atu is concerned, she also seems to be a prized type who either adheres to the contract or something based on her own pride.

... then we should be able to work together. Even if it was a demonic being.

And we can only negotiate that ourselves.

Exactly in good faith.

Tonukapoli thanks Pepe for making it a soothing place and King Ila-Tacto.

Luckily it wasn't an extra tough place.

Amateur when it comes to negotiating with her and the state.

It's not that I know what mistakes to make in a nervous state.

Too relaxed, though, is also a problem.

Swallow the liquid in the glass at hand to focus on the conversation you are about to have.

Naturally, the first unknown joy to taste flows down the back of my throat as I glide over my tongue, but wonder and all this time I couldn't clearly enjoy its flavor.