Magic Gems Gourmet

Ain't been in the harbor district that night with the cool sea breeze.

Relax down to the pier, with a golden ketsy next door. Did he feel tired again, as did Katima, and his beard was hanging all over him.

"Dill. Are you tired?

"Huh - I'm not tired! How can you be tired!

Although Dill answered with a stiff face, his beard remains droopy.

"No, it's tough, actually"

"... no such thing"

"It was tough when I came to Ishtarika. Dill doesn't get royal, but if the first princess is the one to marry, Dill's got a lot to study."

In retrospect, I struggled at a young age.

Not that I hadn't studied at the Port Town Round Heart, but it was from the abandoned eldest son of the Count's family that I quickly became the king and prince of the great kingdom across the day. Having studied differently than before, Ain was raised to be the king of the future.

That's why there's no way Dill doesn't know the hardships he's feeling right now.

"So I don't think you need to hide anything."

That being said.

Dill says with a stray smile.

"Say that."

I thought you snorted.

"No harder than traveling with Ein"

Dill said with an uncontrolled grin.

Ein, on the other hand, scratches his temples with his lips pointy.

"They fought back. Ha... My future uncle seems tough."

"Oh, uncle..."

"'Cause you do, don't you? The fact that Dill is going to be Katima's husband means he's going to be my uncle in a relationship. It doesn't mean anything bad, but it feels weird."

"but... because I will always be your subordinate"

"Yeah. I'm counting on you."

Za...... and the sounds of the sea different from the woods.

There's nobody around but the two of us.

Sometimes this circumference is a corner of the military harbor, so much so that if you look around, there are sparse people who worked overtime.

Looking up overhead, the night sky is full.

It was a great place for the two of us to talk slowly.

"Can I ask you one thing? If you don't want to answer, don't answer."

"Yeah. What did you do?

"I wonder where you fell in love with Katima."

Never listening touches contraindications.

I just haven't been able to hear it until today.

Then Dill nods, "I see," and thinks for a little while.

Are you looking for a place you like? Or are you choosing words?

It was Ain who set up some predictions, but the answer is none of them.

Dill, who opened his mouth, was laughing.

"For example, why does Ein have feelings for the Krone - can you answer this instantly?

"Oh... come on"

Ain got a strong sense of convincing about the word.

I can't pick it out when they tell me why I'm in love.

Such emotions are shared between the two of us.

Ain overlapped the appearance of the previous dill against the dill illuminated on the moon and night.

Previously, as a pure man, he had a reputation for just being a beautiful boy, the trace of the Duke of Grayshire family.

Now it's a golden Ketsey.

But in Ketsey's values, he said, the elegant appearance doesn't change. And even from Ain's perspective, the golden hyena is magnificent, and the gentleman's standing behavior keeps an eye out.

(Is it incompetent to ask any more)

The two were attracted to each other.

Ein nods without thinking any more.

Huh.

"Dear Ein,"

Dill looked at Ain with a serious face.

To Ain, who turned his face in silence, Dill bows his head in momentum.

"I apologize for the delay"

"Huh... yes?

"Having a family instead of a master. This is not a recommended course of action"

(I didn't give a shit...)

But it's rude to laugh.

And Ein, having trouble responding, stared at the water.

Besides, although Dill said so, it is only natural that the First Princess would marry faster. It's never like apologizing.

- Happy with Katima.

So I answer this concisely.

A sincere wish, I don't want any more.

Dill leaned down in a way that was impressive.

but when I wipe my eyes with momentum.

"I have a dream right now."

He raised his face and pointed a sunny look at Ain.

"Sooner or later, when I have a child, I want to raise that child to be the knight of Ain's son."

"As far as I'm concerned, I don't want you to be trapped in a sense of duty."

"Don't say that. If you're beside me, you'll see. To say how great my lord is and how honorable it is to serve your son."

Dill opens his hands and looks up to heaven to speak.

"I've spoken to Katima before."

"About now?

"It's the left. If we could both raise him, he'd want to serve Ein, and Ein's son."

"I thought you'd be a fine person just to think so."

"Ha ha, what do you humble"

What Ain't feeling now is lightness.

When you are honored so directly, you just can't stop lighting it up.

"Oh, boy."

and I shrug my shoulders and laugh softly.

As always, the knight who is serving me is an amazing knight. I feel a twinge that I am blessed with my companions, and my subordinates.

"Well."

Stand up as Ein is satisfied.

The two side by side and walk back to the castle.

"Time to go home. Even if it's too late, you're gonna be pissed off, and Dill's got some studying to do."

"Yes, no! Don't care about me......!

"No, I can't. Dill's job now is to study."

"... I'm very sorry that you're off guard duty."

"It's okay. - But it's weird, right now, there's not one of my escorts. The Black Knights are packing up a lot of work on the Dills' wedding, and Chris seems pretty busy."

I think Ain't smiled bitterly.

I was wondering if they had finally made a decision not to give me an escort.

That said, half of it is a joke.

Silvard is never the kind of man to be alarmed, and in this case, there's a reason why he's in a hurry.

As soon as the wedding thing settles down, the escort should be back.

"There seems to be a Warren in the shadows."

I noticed it satirically, Dill.

The signs, which I had not noticed before, were also easy with my current strength.

Ein stops at the edge of the harbor, just plugged into a residential area.

"I'm just gonna stop by Mr. Shearling's. See you tomorrow."

"Excuse me, are you disturbed?

"Huh...?

"Yes, really, there's no way you can say goodbye. I'll be with you."

"Yes, I hope so! It's not a big deal, it's Dill's time to study."

"I won't. We're here for you."

It's natural.

I guess Ain was feeling a little dull right now sometimes with no escorts.

Eventually, the two of us head to Shearton's workshop.

People walk a lot if it's a residential neighborhood.

Seeing the king prince walking normally, the people of the king's capital were surprised or rushed to break their knees and bow their heads.

Never mind, wave your hands gently and tell them with your mouth movements for a while.

Shearling's workshop, which arrived in a few minutes, had lights on it.

"What can I do for you, by the way?

"You'll find out soon enough. Actually, I've been asking for a job for a long time."

So Ein knocked on the workshop door.

"Whoa, whoa! Who, at this hour!?

"Shit! Speaking while eating, the freaks fly... ugh!?

"Ahem!? What the hell! I don't know if you like it or not!

"Chi, chi... not!

It's still busy today.

Ein hangs his hand on the door knob without moving.

"Looks like you can open it"

Are you sure?

Instead of a dill with a small neck like trouble, Ain opens the workshop door and goes inside.

"Mr. Shearton, I'm here because you contacted me."

"Ahem!? Your Royal Highness! Then say so, Emmett!

"Shit! I don't think I have anything to do with it!

"That's why you have to sit down."

The two mutton and emememme seemed to be eating, and many dishes are arranged on a round table placed in the workshop.

There were fish, meat, vegetables, mandarin but the quantity would be crap for ten servings.

Ain heard the reply and lowered his back to the seat across from the shearlings.

"All right, ahhh! Emmeh! Bring me that example. Yikes!

"Ouch! I'll bring it!

Bubba! Bubba! Wings were heavily feathered, and Ememme headed to the furnace behind the workshop.

It's a small barrel that I've lost so much of and carried. However, it is an unusual barrel, with carved gold and some demonic stones on its exterior.

"Your Majesty's sword is not processed. It was hard work."

"Thank you. Quick, but can I take a look inside?

"Nice! But don't spill it!

Then here Dill asks Ain.

"... Dear Ein. That this is what you were asking for?

"Sort of. I've been asking for Grandpa since the year he decided to leave. Looks like he finally made it."

Definitely belong to a weapon.

Dill sighs, wondering if it was a plan from over a year ago.

"What are you going to do if you get stronger than that?

"Uh... there's someone I really want you to say (,,,)"

"Gee, gee..."

To the two of us who were bickering, Shearton opened his mouth and laughed.

"Ha-ha-ha! Use his contents to reinforce His Highness's sword! No, I've had a hard time, haven't I?

Shearling has a huge boned meat in one hand cheerful voice color.

Raise the boned meat and squirm satisfactorily.

"Steady, well. I've had a hard time processing the Black Dragon's skull and Marco's shell."

Dill was stunned when he heard the words.

No way do you use that new material for Ein's sword - Ishtal?

beside the bewildered dill.

Ain hung his hand on the barrel lid.