Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 339

I guess Deputy Kumerk of the Bazaar Mercenary is probably here for our surveillance mission.

But he is now repairing broken tiles without breaking his eyes.

He seems to be unaware of the details that are often found in excellent adjutant-type figures.

It would be useless to talk to him now.

I give up everything and buy chicken at the market.

And, while handling it roughly, he looked far away.

River fish is actually cheaper, but it's smelly and impossible for Milardians. Especially, the sense of smell of a werewolf is severe.

As for the taste, it is a lightness peculiar to white fish, and I think that you can make any seasoning.

A professional cook would surely cook well.

We set up fire with waste wood, chopped the vegetables we bought, and fetched clean well water. The owner of the well paid a key money.

Today's dinner is also needed for two hundred and fifty people, so one hot pot is not enough. Take out many large pots brought by the werewolf squad.

Due to lack of manpower, Belousa soldiers pulled several good cooks.

When the hot water in the large pot is boiling, remove the dried shellfish. It is a preserved food that is prized along the coast of Kuhwar.

Throw this, which is never cheap, sloppyly. You have to spend money on dashi and seasonings. Anyway, the broth comes out of the chicken, but the shellfish can be used as an ingredient.

When the broth came out and the shells became plump, I dropped in the chicken and vegetables I had prepared.

After a while, lye comes out. There are so many pots that I can't take that much care.

At the point where the lye is no longer visible, add some Belousa salt roughly and taste the juice a little.

The Mohawks also tasted and nodded with each other, so we asked for their opinions.

"How is it?"

"It's pretty good."

"It's good to be a sea fish ara, but if you say luxury, you can't kill it."

It still tastes unsatisfactory, but you have to make it for 250 people. The details are omitted.

But do you add a little soy sauce? It was good to bring.

Large pots lined up in a row began to emit steam with a good smell.

Captain Grizz of Belousa Land Squadron arrives, wiping sweat with a cloth over her neck.

"What are you doing ..... Weid's husband is smart."

"Before becoming a soldier, I was just doing this in the countryside. How about the taste?"

Grizz tastes the juice and smiles.

"It's the deputy's home cooking, I won't complain."

Grizz is also the chef of the Belousa restaurant in Lünheit.

This gourmet mohawk is an outdoor dish on the battlefield so I won't complain.

I thought, but I will ask you a little.

"Is it better to peel potatoes in my skill?"

"No, this is too easy if you can't afford it. If you put it out at our store, you need to train for about three more years."

"So that's it……"

Everyone in the restaurant expects something special from the usual.

But I'm a little better at cooking with microwaves and rice cookers ...

By the time the sun started to fall, every private house had a hole near the roof. Work will be done after tomorrow, as a house on the verge of collapse cannot be managed in half a day.

Give soldiers who are tired of the work my chicken pot.

I thought so.

"The best is the sea snake charousa! It's easy to show off the knife throw!"

A banquet had begun around the pot and bonfire for some reason.

Beluga Land Squadron Mohican is performing a knife juggling. It is a pretty entertainer to drink molasses in between.

That's good, but what are you doing?

Or rather, you don't say you can drink.

"Captain Griz, where did you get your sake?"

"Thanks for fixing the house, I got the whole pot."

"Hey!"

You said so much about receiving gifts indiscriminately.

There is no help for what I got. It is very rude to rethrow a gift once you receive it in Kwor. I decided to condone.

And for those who worked half a day in the scorching sun, it would be nice to have this much comfort.

"Second, the sea snake Gorbes! I'll show off my hatchet! I'll drink molasses in the meantime!"

Hey, the story is completely covered.

And why are they relentlessly full of sea snakes?

"The wolf squad can do something and show them what they do."

"Ah, then I hit a throwing knife!"

"Monza, don't bump"

Is it my turn here?

Speaking of my banquet art ... no, it's going to be a trauma switch from a previous life. Let's stop it

When I sighed, I suddenly felt human. The smell of a scared young human.

A glimpse of the gloom revealed a Khulish child. About ten years old. Staring at the pot.

Meat is a luxury item even in chickens. The town was occupied by mercenaries a few days ago, so the food situation is probably not good.

The alms of this child seem to be tough, but that doesn't mean it can't be forsaken.

I can afford, and I'm going to be human here.

"I want to ask you there. Just ask me."

I said in Kuwait, gentle enough not to be scared, and quick enough not to escape.

"By mistake I made a little more meals for soldiers. It's precious food, it's wasteful to leave. Would you call out to my neighbors?"

The boy stared at me seriously, but nodded silently.

I served chicken and vegetables on a new plate and offered it to the boy.

"This is a waste, and you have to look at the taste before you can call out?

Then the boy comes out of the shade. Looks hungry.

"I bought meat and vegetables at the market here. Don't worry."

I smile and show off at the end.

"here you go"

The boy nodded again and began to eat.

It's always nice to see a child eating something intently.

In a blink of an eye, the boy ate all the chicken and vegetables, but the boy is still glancing at the pot. I'm growing up.

"Eat the rest with neighbors. If you're not in a hurry, your soldiers will eat everything?"

It is inconsistent to say that you eat too much, even though you made too much, but the boy doesn't seem to notice that at all.

I rushed and nodded several times, and ran with bare feet.

You can hear the child's voice from a distance.

"Hey hey, mother! The soldiers who talk weirdly will let you eat the pot!"

"Is that true?

"It's okay, it's kind! I'm gonna bring everyone!"

"You're a girl, but you're just crazy .... The mercenaries are so crazy, don't you forget?"

"Well, you're gone soon, right?"

that? Are you a girl?

I couldn't tell the difference in appearance or smell.

Anyway, let's hurry a little. I talk to Mary, who is adding water to the pot.

"Mary Mary, can you ask me to buy ingredients? Because the money is here."

"Yes, I thought it would come. Come with about two squads."

How much are you going to buy.

"I just need to eat the extra meat tomorrow morning. You can smoke it."

I respect your desire to eat more meat, but I would like some vegetables if you can.

Eventually, the surrounding residents came in a surprise, so I told them to eat as I liked.

Gifts have many implicit rules in Kuwait culture, so if you give something poorly it will be confusing. The same goes for getting it.

So I emphasize that this is not a gift.

"Eat too much, just make the wrong amount and eat a lot. While the Milaldia army is here, I won't imitate anyone anywhere.

Gurney's brother, Nievelt, leans down while eating a steaming chicken.

"I sometimes make mistakes with the Vite, my brother."

Then his brother Garbert beat his brother's head.

"A stupid guy! I'm going to be careful! I can use a little head!"

You too.

Say it in a big voice. In addition, it's bothersome, just in memorable Khmer.

I was getting embarrassed, so I decided to leave. The Gurney brothers will preach tomorrow.

But Gurney seems to know a little about human society.

Looking back, a glimpse of the Miladian soldiers, the citizens of Kuwait and the wolves, messing around the pot and drinking molasses.

I don't hate these scenes.

I tell Deputy Kumerk, who is being held by Belousa, that I will leave.

Then, Kummerk, who had become messed up with molasses, said like he was in a hurry.

"Captain Zakar has prepared a sleeping place for commanders .... I'm going to the annex of Karfal's official residence ..."

"Thank you, Kummerk. Hey, bring some water."

This person doesn't seem to drink too much, so it's better not to drink it anymore.

Well, is this a trap? Or is it a remedies?

I return to Duke of Calfar, feeling a sign of conspiracy. The mercenaries who saw my face immediately passed to the annex.

The annex, behind the palace, was said to have been home to the family of Duke of Carfal.

Certainly, if you invite high-ranking officials from other countries, there is only this place, but it is like a robber and it is uncomfortable.

When I thought so, an even more uncomfortable hospitality was waiting for me.

The moment you enter the bedroom, you will smell incense and people. The smell of a young woman. I'm scared.

In the spacious bedroom, there were three women who simply dressed in thin clothing. Everyone is a pretty woman.

"I heard this is my bedroom, are you?"

When I asked in Kuwait, one of the women answered quietly.

"I'm telling you to be Lord Vight's Night Gaya."

Captain Zakar ’s work?

I have no idea what the intention is, but I'm going to add extra work.

I'm a little offended, but the women are not guilty.

"I'm sorry, but I don't need a night gay. Can you leave me?"

Soon another woman made a frightened voice.

"That's ridiculous! If you do that, you will be killed by Zachar!"

That bastard.

I sigh and wear my jacket.

"Now let me go. You rest here."

Then, the last woman makes a strange face.

"Why? You don't have to be so alert ..."

I laughed lightly and tried to relieve the nervous girls.

"I'm not wary, but if I spend the night here, my cute wife will scold me. My wife is cute, but she's the demon king of Milardia."

I fall in love casually.

Anyway, my wife can not only respect, but she's so cute ...

However, the beauties are smiling, staring at my face.

"Um ... that ..."

I'm sorry, I slid grandly now.

I smile gently to hide my inner sway.

"I'll tell the mercenaries from me. I'm sorry."

I go out the hallway. Go back and sleep with the other werewolf.

When you get bigger, don't struggle with one place to sleep ...