Rice for Enoch’s Second Expeditionary Unit

Amelia's entire body is covered in pure white feathers and fur.

Long eyelashes in the sliced eye, on the head of a riddled eagle with a sharp mouth, muffled chest hair, a disappointing forefoot of a calf claw, and beautiful wings, the lower body is the strongest eagle lion (Griffon) with a lion's torso and hind legs and a long tail.

When we met, it was small enough to lift.

Because you were just separated from your mother, or when you were sweet and you couldn't see me, you said, 'Queer!' It was hard to ring.

I can't believe Amelia would stand alone and join the operation as a combatant.

"Ugh, Amelia ~"

Extremely impressed, I hug it around my neck.

I've already grown up and tried to show the utmost love, although I can't hold it up.

"Good luck, because I'm here for you!

"Queer Queer ~"

Amelia, wow. "Leave it to me!" I can't believe it.

Grown. He became a fine eagle lion (Griffon). Really, glad.

Here, Mr. Gull is coming.

"Regards, Mr. Gal, about Amelia"

He nodded forcefully at me.

Mr. Gull also says I have a favor to ask.

"What is it?

Something wrapped in a cloth is offered. That was Sura in a bottle.

If I drop it, it's hard, so he wants me to keep it.

"Okay. I'll take care of Sura!

From Mr. Gal, I receive a vial containing Sura.

Sla in the bottle waved at me as she greeted me, creating something more and more like a hand. I wave back, too.

Sla's bottle has a string on it, so I'll leave it hanging from her neck.

Mr. Gale rides Amelia.

I don't know, it's falling apart. Crossing the spear in your hand looks like an Orthodox Eagle Lion Soldier (Griffon Rider). That's good.

Thus, when it is ready, the journey resumes.

I got in the car of a dragon car.

The interior is wide open. High ceilings and almost no obstruction.

I sat next to Lieutenant Berley. Next door is Liezelotte and Urgas. In front of me is the captain and his neighbor is Mr. Zara. The captain decides the order of the seats.

When the captain signals to your men that they are ready, the flight begins.

I hear a winged sound called Bassa Bassa, and the flutter floats around the body of the vehicle.

I was scared, unconsciously grabbing Lieutenant Berley's arm.

"Health Squirrel, you have nothing to worry about"

"Ugh, yes. Thank you."

Looks like Leezelotte sitting next to me is okay. Urgas is also flat.

Nevertheless, I was surprised.

I heard it was a flying carriage, so I thought it would shake a little, but I barely feel the vibration. Or is it more comfortable than a carriage?

Dragon cars go swissly.

The album finally finds out that the dragon car is safe, or in the meantime, faces out of the bag.

"Pancake no daughter, scared kunai?

"Yeah, I'm fine. Surprisingly comfortable."

"Yo cutter!

The album that came out of the bag sat right on my lap.

"Oh, Album, why don't you come over here?

Mr. Zara gave an invitation to the album as she grinned...

"Nanka, smile ga black squid, yi......"

What is Mr. Zara's black smile?

I saw it a little, but it just looks like the usual beautiful smile.

"Ooh!?

The album above the knee reacts with a bikle and jumps up gently with Bjong.

From my knee warmly, he moved to Leezelotte's knee, but was rejected, so he settles on Urgas' knee.

"Album, what the hell is going on?

"The contents of that bottle, Spirit!!

"Spirit? What's in the bottle, Sla?

"Soo! Uwaa ~, Surprise Ricita ~!"

Sura's with the Spirit, isn't she? Though I heard it was artificial slime.

Lift up the string and peek into Sla.

"Um, Sura, are you a spirit?

What was created in the bottle was the form of a question mark (fitted).

Apparently, Sura isn't sure either.

"Speaking of which, I don't remember the details, although I feel like your father was talking about something like this magical giant has published a study on artificial spirits."

"I see."

Artificial spirits are rare creatures that don't have many success stories in the world.

"Then I'd better not take this thing apart"

"I think that's a good idea. Because the Magic Institute is particularly adamant about the Spirit"

For once, Leezelotte advised me that I should consult the Marquis.

Sure, it won't be the only problem we can have.

Even for the peaceful days of Sura and Mr. Gal, if you don't keep it to the outside world.

"So, Album, you can't talk."

"Un, Wakatta"

Is Sura and Album incompatible or not coming close?

The man's knee is hard - or he's sitting on Urgas's knee complaining. How rude. I hope Urgas is laughing with pleasure.

It was lunch time and we decided to grab lunch at the open place.

To Amelia for her hard work, she gave the most fruit.

It appears that the flight with Mr. Gull was not particularly problematic. Good, good.

When Amelia's meal is ready, now it's our turn.

Distributed by Lieutenant Berley was the Knights' food for troops. It was packed in a black bag. This seems to be one meal.

I tried opening a well-weighted meal, thrilled.

The contents are biscuits, bottled vegetables and meat, smoked meat on cheese and a piece of chocolate. That's it.

They don't have to prepare a fire, but they have something to eat. Hmm.

Pray to God, I will have it.

Let's start with the biscuits.

"Here you go ~ su, ugh!!

If you bite, you'll hear a guttural noise. What is this, stone!?

The captain had a flat face, eating a burrito and biscuits. What kind of jaw are you wearing?

Lieutenant Berley included it in his mouth once, wrinkled between his eyebrows, and then seemed to chew it up again.

Mr. Gull's dog teeth seem to be chewed up without any problems.

Urgas is eating in tears.

Mr. Zara seemed unable, and the biscuits were re-wrapped in paper.

Liezelotte sees everyone react and doesn't put his hands on the biscuits.

I also tried to give the album a biscuit, but it seemed amazingly stiff and I was flipping over to see if it was really food.

Next, open a bottle of vegetables.

Is it vinegar pickled or something? The elongated cut vegetables were picked and mouthed.

"- Salty and spicy!!

It was just a vegetable soaked in salt water.

I don't know, this, like, quick salt removal dish. I don't believe it.

Although the meat was pickled in Olivier oil, I don't feel like eating it at all because I use cheap, poor quality items.

The cheese is bossy. Smoked meat has a cloth-like texture. No, although I've never eaten cloth.

Chocolate is powdery. Something seems to mix up.

Everyone's expression became more and more cloudy.

Urgas groans blushly.

"It's usually unsavory. No, it's something I've been eating..."

"Mel's cooking was delicious, so that's a terrible difference."

Even Zara seemed to be in a good mood for food. Little hands on it.

Lieselotte is almost unopened. I watched everyone react, and they lost their appetite.

Except for the captain. I had even finished eating powdery chocolate.

"Hey, you guys, eat tight. If you get hungry and can't move along the way, I'll kick your ass."

A bandit who stares at each and every member of the crew with a giddy, threatening word - not a captain.

But, but it's hard to eat this.

I just thanked him for getting food, but my body refuses.

Unexpectedly, I remembered my first expedition.

I ate it then, and all the bread and dried meat made by Urgas tasted bad - and I realize it here.

I was wondering if this food would taste good if I put my hands on it.

Just now, I'll do the captain a favor.

"Excuse me, Captain, may I have a moment?