Late. Tamer's day.

"We will now begin the first conference on combating glacialabolas"

A patchy applause arose for the words of Cocten, who was forced to play the role of chairman.

What we are now in was the Adventurer Alliance conference room. When I asked for it, he offered me a place with pleasure.

Marka and the others said that it was because they made daily requests and became more fond of them. If you ask me, I also feel the attitude of the receptionist woman is softer than at the start of the event.

There were about 10 people in the conference room.

A cocktail that is a substantial supreme force of war and is at a glance from other players. Siegfried, with a 3rd place server contribution and a summary of server ranking priority groups. Marka was active in boss fights and other activities and gained his name during this event. Skegawa, a top blacksmith who creates guardian beast gear, in addition to having a 5th server contribution.

There were other top party leaders active in combat, production, and players face-to-face. And it's me mixed up there for some reason.

Moreover, it is a superior position to say next to Cocten, the facilitator of the meeting. Siegfried sat on the other side. Why is no one complaining! If you want me to leave, it's the only time!

But nobody kicked me out. On the contrary, when I first introduced myself, I was seated in the upper seat for some reason. I was going to be secluded at the far end at first ~.

"First, take a look at this sukshaw"

Is Cocten used to this kind of place, don't go on meeting with Slurpee.

A description of the hourglass placed in front of the Glasharaborus and a discussion of the date and time when the sand derived from the amount of sand falling off is to be told.

Then it's a consultation to see if I can do everything I can from the start. Try a few fights as usual to analyze the pattern, or one or eight? Tomorrow is the sixth day, so I also came up with the opinion that maybe I should try one or eight, but I settled on the conclusion that tomorrow is pattern analysis and the day after tomorrow is final.

Then we're talking about getting ready for battle. Skegawa's guardian beast equipment was to be distributed to combat based parties. The discussion was surprisingly short. I guess the other players were hard pressed to be selfish when the Coctens and Markas who came to get Ingots declined to say they didn't need it because they had a title.

And then, for once, I was supposed to resign my weapon too. No, I declined, but in my case, there's no point in having it, and I was scared of jealousy from other players, so I just pushed it on Skegawa. It itches when you see it with such an impressive eye!

The next step is a discussion of how to attack Glasharabolas. Of course, I've never fought Glasharabolas myself, but that figure is very similar to what we fought for before the transformation of the Mid-Boss. They also looked just like the bosses in the second one the cocktails fought.

I wondered if I could predict an attack from that. As a result, transformation after halving HP and ranged attacks emitting black fog were just common.

After the transformation of the middle boss, he was a dog and a cat, so it was thought that Glasharabolus would barely turn into an animal-like figure, too, to that extent. I guess I'll just have to get ready to recover as much as I can and deal with this on the spot.

Last but not least, support. For some reason, I'm being watched so badly. The cause of this was the pork juice I used to behave like. Tell anyone who participates in the battle or returns to death if they can eat a buffy dish containing pork juice.

"It's not impossible because there are a few dishes with buffs... No, all of them, close to 300, right? We're running out of material, aren't we?

"With ingredients, is it possible?

"You're manpower later. I don't have enough MP alone."

When I say that, we discuss whether everyone had cooking skills. Hi, I hear there are some of them. Maybe you have a higher skill level than me? Then maybe I can throw a round at those people and turn to support? I don't hate to make anything, but I want you to give everyone instructions in the main or just give me a break.

Well, to be honest, I was going to be pissed off, so I wrapped it in a bunch of weights in Oblate and told him that if anyone was better at cooking than I was, I would like him to do the cooking job.

"... is that okay?

"No, I'd rather ask you"

"But that would teach other players Mr. Silver's recipe for cooking, though?

Oh, that's what I meant by "okay? Was it?" I don't mind that. Or not enough to hide it.

Pork juice and pizza will soon spread to everyone, although ingredients and seasonings may not yet be widespread due to their rarity. 'Cause the way you make it references real stuff. If you are a human being cooking in real life, you can get there today as long as you have the ingredients.

It doesn't matter.

"Oh, that's Mr. Silver"

"Huh?"

Something impressed me. Is it such a surprise to teach a recipe? Well, if the ratings have gone up, is that all right?

"So if you gather the ingredients, you can make a lot of things, right?

"Well, yeah."

Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, you're going to be cooking... Well, the event is over, and we have to work hard.

"We'll have to collect potion materials and blacksmith materials, too, right?

"We're gonna be busy -!

I collect all the ingredients I want and write them down and give them to the cocktails. In fact, I tried various dishes in the last few days besides pork juice and pizza, so I wrote down those ingredients as well.

The top priority seems to be pork juice, but that's all the fighting will be in your favor if you can prepare anything else. Quickly, he said he would solicit the will to start collecting ingredients.

"When we secure the personnel for collecting ingredients, Mr. Silver would like us to speak to everyone together..."

"Me too?

"Well, to be precise, I'd like to ask Mr. Silver's squire to help me."

"Oh, nah"

I don't mind that much. I mean, if you're going to help me collect ingredients, I can let you take another shot at Suksho.

No, I don't know how many people would be happy with that, but that's about all I can do.

That's how I tried to speak up in the square...

"I would love to join you!

"Yikes! Now!"

"Yay!

More echoes than I imagined, I'm pulling it off a bit. Last time, there seemed to be a large number of people who were not in the village and were unable to participate in the Guardian Bear battle, or whose inside bosses were defeated before the order to fight the Guardian Bear came, and who did not gain the rights of Suksho.

Yet he felt pretty sorry for the players who made him take pictures of the Orts squash as they bragged about it.

"Whoa, whoa!

"Ingredient Hunting!"

"Buy it!"

This sounds like something you could expect, but isn't it too tense?

"Damn, the shooting party looks more tiring than last time"

"Moo......"

"Oh, don't look at me like that."

"Kumar......"

"Where do you learn such jito eyes? Because you don't have a choice, do you? I was trying to motivate everyone!

"Queue......"

"No, we're all popular and envious ~"

――……

"Sa, even Sakura! I'm sorry!

It took Mons and the others over an hour to get back in the mood. I might have to figure out a way to get in the mood after the shooting...