Rice for Enoch’s Second Expeditionary Unit

Return from Snow Mountain to search headquarters and the aristocrats - the Marquis of Altenburg will call for a meeting.

I don't know what you think, but you want to say the words of labor directly.

Most of the knights, however, seemed to have returned to the king's capital, and only about twenty knights were in the hall, including our second unit.

"This time the foolishness has caused you so much trouble -"

I want to say it out loud that it is not at all.

The Marquis of Altenburg explains the circumstances in detail.

Whatever, your boy ran off with his servant's daughter. The two marriages had long been opposed.

I rushed to thank your impeccable daughter for choosing the house, and she ran off.

You think this is a summer shelter for the Altenburg family, and this is a servant's hall? My husband says the mansion where the family lives is a few minutes away from here on the horse. They came every year in the summer, so they were familiar with the location of the mountain hut and so on.

In order to escape the chaser, the boy and the servant's daughter decide to act separately on the way and meet at the mountain hut. But that was a mistake.

Recklessly, your boy went for the mountain hut and climbed the snow mountain.

On the other hand, there was sometimes a strong wind of snowflakes, and the servant's daughter didn't enter the mountains, apparently waiting inside the hall. She saw the depth of the snow and decided she shouldn't be climbing.

I waited healthy for your boy to come, but he never came. I never dreamed I'd come in the mountains first.

I thought maybe you were in trouble somewhere, and I say I called the Knights.

I was listening to my aristocratic uncle nodding more about whether that was the case.

Apparently, the boy had wrapped his fur coat around him and reached a mountain hut in the middle of the woods. But no lover will ever come. I was anxious to go down the mountain. So he fell off a cliff on the way.

Apparently, the Knights went to the mountain hut to find them, too, but they get in the wrong place.

Well, he was found safe, and his injuries were minor. Isn't that good?

Nor did the search for the Expeditionary Force go to waste.

So, they eventually approve of marrying the servant's daughter. Fortunately, your opponent is a baroness. There are so many disparities in family patterns that I don't know anything about aristocratic society.

I wanted you to do your best somehow.

But well, a long story, a long one. Getting sleepy.

A captain who realizes how it is tells him to go outside and wake up.

I thought it would be better if I left the room in the middle of the conversation, but I thought it would be better if I slept standing up and quit the room.

I went outside and stretched my back a long time.

It was chilly, but I felt comfortable because I remember so much drowsiness that I was about to fall.

Reminds me that I left the pan I used outside to dry, and I'm going to collect it.

I thought it was beautifully washed, but the butter burn was creeping up. I washed it in the dark, so I guess I didn't see it well.

I'm going to wake up drowsy and clean it up in a pot. I went to the kitchen to borrow a deflection.

I feel like I've been burning particularly easily lately. It's an old pot, so I can't help but talk about it.

Place the snow in a pan and rub with scratch.

It was quite a stubborn burn. Even if I brush it full, I can't take it off.

It's getting cold, so wear a headscarf deep. My hands are teasing too.

I still can't get the burn off completely.

I worked too hard, I didn't realize. To be closer than behind.

"You're the daughter of a nobleman, aren't you?

"Ha!?

At that moment, his body floated flutterly and his mouth was covered with a cloth.

I immediately thought it was a crowd and tried to scream, but I sucked in something that was soaked in the cloth, which immediately distracted my consciousness.

Mm, mindless......

In a fading consciousness, he goes wrapped in an anesthetic cloth.

The last thing I saw was a beard full of beards, a lousy, real bandit.

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Wake up with a gay and lively voice.

If you open your eyelids slightly, you'll see a gahaha laughing bandit.

Is it the captain who's making a scene...

Who put the pot on my stomach like a duvet? Plain heavy.

I think so and try to close my eyelids again. but I wake up hah, realizing that the way I laugh is subtly different than usual.

I tried to get up, but it was wrapped around me, and I couldn't move.

Surrounded by unfamiliar rooms. The floor was covered with bear-fur tanned objects.

The skin of the beast is also stretched on the wall.

In front of me, there were about three guys like bandits sitting around drinking.

At the center, there is something like a whole roasted pork. Because it wasn't handled properly, or it was full of beast odor.

That's when I think I've been caught.

It's too dumb to be obsessed with pot washing and not notice a bandit approaching from behind.

What shall we do now?

There's no way we can get away from the three bandits.

The pan is heavy, so if you slightly bend over, slip off my stomach, Kaan! and made a loud noise.

Bandits turning around simultaneously.

The men wrap bear fur around a strong face full of mustaches, with a great sword at hand. From anywhere, he's a real bandit. It was nothing like the captain. When I'm scared, I sincerely think.

From now on, let's call the captain a classy bandit. I swear to my heart.

No, I don't care about that.

"What, you woke up"

Bandits looking at Niyaniya and me.

I was surprised by the sound of my voice. I rolled back, but quickly clashed with the wall.

"You're the daughter of the Marquis of Altenburg, aren't you?

No, but honestly, I don't know what I'm going to do. So I'm going to snort.

"Something strangely improbable for a nobleman's maid."

Sorry about that, countryman.

Swallow words like that on the verge of getting them out of your throat.

What time is it? I have no idea how long it's been since they took me away.

It's dark outside. The moonlight is plugged in through the window.

Ha and sigh, my stomach rattled.

The bandits laugh at me gahaha. Physiological phenomenon, but embarrassing.

"What, are you hungry? Hey, Batos, feed him meat."

Oh, sweet...... Not really.

Kindly, he rips the whole grilled pork that doesn't look delicious with a knife and brings it to my mouth.

The hand that grabbed the meat, is it beautiful!? The knife is dark, too. Is the meat treated properly?

I don't like it, I don't want to break your stomach. I'm delicate - I wanted to scream, but I don't know what I'd do if I resisted, so I'll shut up.

The meat was forced into my mouth.

…………

"What do you say?

Let's be honest. Simply unsavory.

First it smells like a beast, then it smells like a beast, and finally it smells like a beast.

It sucks.

I managed to swallow in tears.

"Were you that hungry? Poor bastard. Hey, feed him some more."

"No, it's good."

Don't be shy.

The bandits fed me a lot of meat, even though I sincerely didn't like it, not reluctantly or anything.

Really, thank you.

At the end of the meal, the bandits get down to business.

"Earlier, I sent an arrow sentence. Your figure is in exchange for Marquis Sama swallowing these terms."

"... Yes"

I'm sure it's the Knights who will respond to the negotiations.

What should I do? If you are abandoned. It's too scary.

"Nevertheless -"

"Yes?

"You, why did you have a pot or something?

"Uh-huh."

"Isn't it strange that a noble lady is washing pots?

"Oh, that's not weird."

Since the customer was here, I tried to say the right thing, saying that it was the preference of the noble lady to treat her from hand to hand.

I didn't think you'd believe such a painful excuse.

"Well, you, can you cook?

"Ha, Deswa to a degree of liking"

"Then make something from now on. If you can't make something delicious, you're a fake lady."

"Yeah ~"

Lightly, the bandits who believe in the lust of the lying noble lady.

The scroll will be unwrapped, and I will be commanded to make something.

Keep your headscarf on so you don't see long ears.

Then, I grabbed the matching part of my coat.

The leather jacket with the fur strapped behind it is a plug from the Altenburg Marquis family for snow mountain searches and is expensive. You wouldn't look like just a country girl if you wore this.

He is taken to the kitchen, threatened with a sword.

The place they took me was filthy to death.

The stone kamado is dirty with coal, and the washing area is piled with plates, cups, etc. The dirt remains stuck to the dishes.

Luckily there aren't any bugs gushing because it's winter, but it's not an environment where you can cook in the end.

"Um, you can't cook here. How can you have Simple Kamado made outside?

"No. Make it here."

"Yep..."

Deep sigh. In the meantime, I decided not to see the cooking area and they showed me the ingredients for the dish.

In the shed outside, the food was preserved.

Apparently he lives while hunting, and he sees a lot of veterinary meat.

I was left alone without dismantling it and it didn't even look like I was bleeding out. The state of preservation is terrible and stinks anyway.

"Excuse me, what's the newest meat in this?

"It's the snowbird (Ave) there. I just hunted in the morning."

If you take it in your hand, the hairs are glossy and smell free. This should still make it tasty.

I have heard that snowbirds (ave) are delicious. Though I have never spoken of it because of its vigilance and difficulty hunting. Maybe there's a well-armed bandit.

In addition, there are flours and spices that have been robbed.

Morning birds with potatoes, flour and spices. The ingredients are going to work out.

"Oh, what about this egg?

"The one I brought from the snowbird's nest today."

That's bandits. I don't think about preserving seeds or anything like that at all.

Snowbirds are rare birds whose winter is breeding season.

It's a fresh egg, so it won't be a problem.

Although this ingredient seems to manage to make something delicious...

Can you make something that fits the mouth of a bandit?

But I don't know what I would do if I didn't belong to the Marquis of Altenburg.

We have to work hard to prove ourselves to be noble ladies.

Let's start with cleaning. I remember a kitchen that was too dirty and I peeled my white eyes off.