Leaving the kitchen, we headed off to order ingredients, with Sister Verde at the forefront.
This royal palace receives a selection of ingredients from the country, but the quality is still uncertain, Piong.
By analogy, even meat of the same kind tastes different, Piong.
This is nothing strange, Piong. In this world, says Inota, Piong, there is not so much that can be described as a ranch.
Precisely a place to teach horses and demons so that people can ride them, to produce eggs, to milk them, but honestly raise them or do it to eat meat and fish? I didn't say that, Piong.
Because in this world, there are demons that can be eaten. So there is no custom of growing it for food, Pyong.
Is that why the ingredients that can be delivered to the royal palace are Piong with a subtly different texture and taste?
Lady Inota said, "Because even the same demons change the taste and texture depending on the food you eat and the environment in which you live", Piong said. At first, Piong didn't know what you were talking about.
But if I was eating a prototype dish, I could tell it was subtly different, Pyong.
Piong used the same type of meat as the previous prototype, but for some reason it was stiff or something with a pale flavour.
"I grew up naturally, so it's not strange if there's a little variation in the flavor," said Inota, who ate that prototype dish.
Therefore, we must carefully select and order the ingredients to be served to the Kingsguards.
After prototyping, Piong found that Marble Vale, which lives in the Filia Forest, about thirty kilometers south of the Wang capital, is the best.
If you order the Marble Vale meat there, and select more ingredients carefully, you'll be fine, and you'll be able to make delicious food, Pyong.
Well, I'd rather eat dessert full than meat, Piong.
Especially a good dessert like just now, Piong.
That's what I want to eat as many times as I can, Piong.
Fluffy texture to melt with your tongue like ice cream. Foundations, Ponzi? sweet food when chewed fluffily that. If you take it at the same time and put it in your mouth, it's superb texture, Piong.
More than that, Piong had something painted like a yellow paste between a white thing like ice cream and a cake.
Because the flavour tasted like citrus, I knew it was made from citrus fruit.
Thanks to this, Piong enjoyed a refreshing aftertaste.
(Oh, that was really delicious, Piong. Also, I wonder if you can make it if you ask me)
If that's what you think, Piong, the maids serving the royal palace have been here for a long time.
The maids gave way, so we passed through.
But the maids who did it on the side were shaking their shoulders, Piong.
That's because you're laughing, Piong.
Whatever, Sister Valdé's face now has white cream from the dessert she ate, Piong.
I haven't noticed myself, and I'm funny, so I haven't taught you, Piong.
(... I didn't think you were such an interesting sister, Pyong)
If I thought so, I looked back because I felt signs behind me. There was a maid who served in the royal palace.
He looks like a maid serving the royal palace, but the truth is, he's a slime that can be simulated on the person I built, Pyong.
It is also known as mucus (sho) life (goth), a handkerchief created by me using the technique of making a demographic life form by the Lord, Pyong.
There are many people in the royal palace who are hostile to the Lord, so I am letting them sneak into the royal palace to protect themselves (I do not know the Lord and the Lady, but I know our sisters and the Master).
"Where are the rest of the world training today, Pyong?
"Ha, I'm training camp in the open today on a plain near Wang Du. I think it will be evening to go home."
"Yes. I will continue to monitor Piong"
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So said the maid, Piong, who departed from me without sound.
Phew, this concludes the cooking prototype with nothing, Pyong. During the prototype, Piong was well worth all the work he did to keep us from meeting people from different worlds. Because if I let him see me, he would ask me why I would prototype it, and I thought I might interfere with it.
Later, feed this dish to the Kingsguard. The king's orders are complete, Piong. Then, Master Inota becomes sunny and aristocratic, Piong.
Low as a baron and a title, but I think that's a good place now, Piong.
(Later, if we gradually fill the outer moat so that Inota and the lady can follow nature,...)
Anticipating its future diagram, I accidentally grinned, Pyong.
For the record, Piong went to the merchant's place to request an order.
At that time, the merchant looked at Sister Verde's cheek and said, "You have a white thing on your face, right? I've said," Pyong.
My sister, Piong, hastily wiped her face with a handkerchief as she blushed.
I was laughing and watching, Pyong.
Later, though, I was pissed off at the lump. I also have a problem with my sister who doesn't realize it, Pyong.