In this world, there is a dish called pot simmering.
Add various utensils, water, liquor, salt, and vanilla and spices to a wide mouth pot and simmer.
The point is that it is very boiled, but when a good person makes it, the flavour of the stock, the flavour of the vanilla and the stimulation of the spices are in good harmony and very tasty.
Now, in front of me, there was a very wide mouthed pot covered with a lid.
When the supplier takes the lid with the thick cloth in his hand, it smells fluffy and good.
It's a pot of river fish.
"Wow……………."
A large white fish that can be taken so steadily in the Great River that flows beside the Lightning River Port.
It is simmered with seasonal vegetables chopped into it, wine slightly older, and rock salt and vanilla.
This is an excellent type of meal because it comes with wine diluted in hot water on a piece of grain bread that is not moldy and a cheese that has the habit of being a goat.
In these times, there is a combination of nutritional balance and eating pleasure thrown at Zara.
A little porridge mixed with vegetable crumbs and other staple foods, salty, spicy preserved food system, two meals a day dope, that's it. What a feeling.
Would it be easy to understand Kenji Miyazawa's Rain Nemo Makez "Ni Brown Rice Tetra Miso Small Sino Vegetable Tabe for a Day" when it comes to the world going by the ground?
On the other hand, when I was treating the Beast Forest and doing something around it, I said, "This is the meal I will sit on," and sometimes I was given more amazing things to shut up about.
It made me realize that cooking is a culture built on richness.
Of course I eat what they serve, but if it's delicious, I've never gone beyond it.
"O Martel, Mother Earth, O good gods, by your mercy I will have this meal.
Bless the food prepared here and feed our hearts and bodies. "
I'm totally in the habit now, my usual prayers.
"Thank you, Holy Pete."
It is what I have learned since I was born into this world that prayer is a very effective means for changing my mind and organizing things.
Religion has been handed down for thousands of years in previous life, but it is inevitable that something that survives for a long time will have the corresponding benefits and efficacy.
It's obvious, it's obvious.
"Well, cheers."
Light, reddish braided hair, raises the cup to Mr. Lu of Dwarf.
Mr. Lu responded modestly with a cup.
Place in a ceramic dish with a large wooden spoon.
There are kilns in this town, so lately there are a lot of inexpensive pottery in the form of pottery that cannot be turned commercially.
"…… Ah, I knew it was delicious."
White body of dusty crumbling fish.
Often stock stained and chopped vegetables.
Seasoning for workers or a little salty goes with alcohol.
Mr. Lu nodded to agree.
He eats hard bread and soaked it in juice.
It looks delicious, so I imitated it. Delicious.
You can also have a habit of cheese.
The smell is a little too strong when it is alone, but it is just enough to go with the bread.
Alone, the two of us pound our tongues on the food in the tavern.
Mr. Lu also had a much stiffer expression, which made the atmosphere feel soft on the delicious dishes.
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"Speaking of which, what are you doing here?
That's what I asked.
I have no doubt whatsoever about this guy being good intentions and coming in to stop those two.
No matter how I think about it, it is such a person.
But there are a lot of people around here.
Fortunately, there has been no major inter-ethnic conflict in this Lightning River Harbor, but the culture and lifestyle are still different.
Inevitably, the area of residence is given some colour coding.
Why is Dwarf here?
"……… Ah, uh…"
Wait gutsily, nodding, trying to say something.
"Wow, I've just emigrated..."
"Yes."
"You know, grab a plot of land? Or - uh, the"
Oh, I was wondering if you were exploring.
Don't you dare say it yourself, nod to encourage ahead.
"Exploration, something like…………"
I shrink and say.
"Nothing, though I don't think it's funny. It's necessary, isn't it?"
"Yes......"
Although there are some pretty bad people in this town, Mr. Leistov and the others are giving him a good glance, so he won't be completely unscrupulous on the boulevard.
It would be more important for you to walk around and grab the land survey first than not having excessive trouble just walking.
It's natural, but there's no public transport, no detailed map of the town, no traffic signs, no street displays in this world.
If you don't walk around on your own feet, look, and hit your head, you really don't know the way.
... Lu's peek at my workout may have meant checking the location of the Lordship Hall, in addition to his interest.
"But the folks in my family are busy adjusting and stuff..."
"... Oh, Mr. Glendill?
"Ah, yes."
"It's all right. It's all right. It's all right."
Nothing. I didn't just listen to old stories and hard work.
Mr. Agnal has been given an assignment of residential blocks, a loan of what it takes to sneak up the seat, a list of the number of people who wish to migrate and the skills they possess, and so on.
Even though it's half decorative, if you've been a lord for three years, to a certain extent, you'll know what it is.
Anyway, when I told him not to worry, Mr. Lu looked at me with some kind of various emotional eyes.
Envy, respect, admiration, like being directed from a child in the street... plus maybe some self-inflicted or humble, caged eyes of that sort, looking up from the bottom.
"… That's amazing."
Somehow, it's a familiar eye.
I've probably had these eyes before in my life.
So I guess.
"Strong, reliable, discriminating... really, with me"
"So, Mr. Lu will try, too?
"Huh?"
Somehow, I couldn't leave him alone.
"Some strength can be obtained if you eat and work out.
Some reliability is behavior and place habit.
Even differentiation can be achieved by gaining experience with people. "
That's what you get with general flesh and brains and even a little bit of action.
In previous life, in this life.
What it doesn't get…… is something beating me down and my willingness for things is broken or broken.
That's often the big reason, and that's possible for everyone.
Seeing what I know from my memories, I seem to have been a pretty smart category in my last life, and somewhere else I was quite willing to do it well.
I can't remember where or how it broke or how it broke...
This kind of thing involves the environment and luck, besides the will and ability and talent.
No matter how powerful and talented you are, if you are unfortunately thrown into a malicious, cruel and vicious environment, you can be struck down, slapped, and snapped.
And it's up to us to get back from there.
... Raw isn't always great. It's not all beautiful or good.
There is someone who loves to pejoratively afflict a human being, and if he sees a distorted cause, there is another perpetrator, and if he sees a distorted cause of that perpetrator, there is another perpetrator.
Even then, it is a reality in this world, a human being.
I must be a very privileged person to have spent my childhood as one of those three families.
In this sense, it is not incomprehensible for that Immortal Stagnate to speak of the ideal home of only the extremely good immortals, etc.
Of course, I'm just saying I don't understand.
If it's acceptable, I can't accept it. [M] I decided not to accept it.
That's why.
"It's also on the edge of something to see you here.
If Mr. Lu... If only Lu could help me in that way as a squire for a while?
As someone who decides not to accept the ideals of immortality, I think I need to live the life I deserve.
Don't say "bye, then" here.
It's like I can hold my hand against this broken man.
…………
Mr. Lu let his eyes swim in the hand he reached out to. Patrol for a while.
Then, eventually………
"Sorry for the inconvenience, but I think..."
Took my hand. [M]
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For once, on top of the fact that I had just emigrated and had no land prospects, it was already night, so I decided to take Lu to Dwarf Street.
... then it was kind of a little fuss.
When I approached him wondering what it was, there was a group of dwarves with lights in their hands.
"Young!
When they found Lu, they approached him and said they had changed their blood phase.
"Which way were you going!
"I need you to tell me where you're going!
"Everybody worry..."
Various other words that can be showered like machine guns.
From the words, I do feel worried...
"Ah, ah..."
Lu's eyes are twitching.
"Whatever, I'm glad you're safe!
"Oh, I'm sorry..."
... Uh, yeah.
Yeah.
Somehow, I think I found out about Lulu's growth and problems.
He is Dwarf's, I don't know how great, but he must be a noble blood muscle.
To hear Mr. Dwarf's old story, they are grieving for the rebirth of the Land of Candles.
I want my lost home back. I think that's a good thing, of course.
I know that your obvious blood muscle is one of the axes for this, and I don't want to lose it.
But in this case, it looks like it's poisoned against Lu.
First of all, the adult would be a man, going to see the city on his own for a bit, making a fuss when he gets home late.
He's protected so much that he's probably never even had a lot of fights, and he's raised so much that he cares too much about it.
...... I don't think you grew up protected by the adults, etc.
Memories of previous life. I read it somewhere in there. I know.
- Overprotection and overinterference also (...), of abuse (...).
Don't do that, don't do this.
This is what we should do, oh we should.
This is the right choice to make.
How many children will be determined around everything at this rate to develop their decisiveness, their behavior and their willpower?
When I said, "I went exploring," I also found out why I was shrinking.
I grew up in an environment that's not normally allowed to happen.
"Anyway, in the future, this is no longer the case…………"
One of the dwarves tries to close the story that way.
Lu looks kind of suffocating and tries to snort.
"Excuse me."
There, I cracked it and went in.
Although it's a matter of an approximate family, at least, I don't want to see the fate of Lu continuing this situation.
... Though it may be my selfishness, I thought this was the only reason to break in.
My name is William G. Maribrad.
Place your right hand gently against your left chest for a brief courtesy of the ancient style. I dare you, it's against the present.
- There are also many elderly Dwarves. I rush to thank him for his name and behavior.
"Apologize first.
I happened to meet you. I was in a mood with Lord Lu, and I talked to him a long time later... "
"Yes, no............!
Lord, or that's the Holy Knight, or there's a whisper in the back.
There were also a number of glances to gain strength, so I dare not deceive what I can see around it.
When I am a strong man, I show it right.
"……… it's real."
"Terribly strong"
I whisper.
A wounded dwarf across his face accidentally told his companions.
"Not anywhere. Everything in this place will be crushed."
Well, I guess that's too much to say.
If all of a sudden we're all enemies in this place, we can get lost and get our hands wrong.
Whatever it was, the Dwarves lost their color, and the other wounded Dwarves came out.
"My name is Gerreyes.
I did accept your apology. [M] I'm afraid of you. "
The gaze turns. The eyes of the samurai.
"Yes, for you."
"I would like to welcome Lord Lu as my squire."
Cut back immediately.
…… deliberately, the blurring spread.