Sanzen no Souru Supina

"Well, Gould Bellows! What does it mean to show a complete gastronomy, or to combine myself with the concept of gastronomy...?"

"Don't you see, fool?"

Looking down at Ashley, asking in return, the man who turned him into a pig demon (oak) monarch (road) and now turned him into an overload said.

"Show me the flavor that makes me roar, or you can make it taste good yourself.Tell them to choose one of them. "

"Hmm?!"

Ashley was once again stunned.

Showing deliciousness means satisfying the Gould belt with cooking.

That was somehow understandable.

But if that doesn't happen ─ ─.

"I don't know... if that's what they say when they turn us into cooks."

"No, everything that is alive is equal in the sense of ingredients.And cooking is when you sublimate those lives into delicacies.In other words, art. That judgment is the most just and sophisticated struggle for it!There is no doubt here! "

Now pick it up, kid, and the overload in the shape of a pig demon (oak) approached.

"You make it, I make it, that's all."

"Making... what's the difference between killing each other, Sole?"

Gould Belde laughed again at Ashley's crush.

The characteristic mid-body sound echoes through the feast pit in the shape of a circular arena (Colosseum).

"This is not killing.I don't know why, kid.I told you earlier. This is art.Sparks created by the collision of art and art.Besides using other people's lives as a material, I also risk my life seriously ─ ─ that's true art "

However, the Gould belt softened his attitude by slowly moving his eyelids with deep wrinkles.

"From what I've seen, you're a knight, not a cook.Then I'll help you two. "

Somehow I was decided to have a cooking showdown.

Ashley was outraged, but the opponent's strength was overwhelming without the need to exchange blades.

It's almost impossible to destroy it without "Focus" while protecting the girls.

Yes, Ashley's knight's conjecture was told.

And where does that Ashley conflict blow?

Finally, the pig demon (oak) monarch (road) began explaining two ways to help.

"First of all, with the help of one person, I forgive you the honor of tasting my cooking (art) before the battle."

I don't know how to behave, but this overload seemed to treat the victims like mercy.

I'm just crazy.

"The second help ─ ─ ─ I'll help you choose the ingredients and follow them up.But... it would be an absolute disadvantage to reveal everything in my hands before cooking a dish that surprises me! Bafofofofofofofofofo "

I see. Gould Belde will be in charge of the eye and bottom handling of the ingredients.

However, if this culinary confrontation is a struggle, it is extremely unfavourable for the opponent to grasp the ingredients that are the weapon.

It was quite subtle to see this as a help.

How did you perceive Ashley's attitude in response?

Gould Belt slowly descended the stairs and stood at the bottom of a feast pit with a giant long desk.

And I called.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

And when he commanded Ashley, he spread the pure white tablecloth over the heavy table, and spread it wide.

It covers the sandalwood table neatly and precisely, like magic, without having to set it up.

It was pure white and covered his vision, and the next time it cleared up, the table was already lined up with polished silver forks and knives, and a swarm of cutlery that he didn't know how to use, even a beautiful glass that he had never seen before.

"Stay there!"

As Ashley and the others approached the table, perhaps ready, they glanced at it and Gould Beld left towards the darkness behind the feast pit.

"This... why don't we just run away like this?"

"Look back and look at the words engraved on the gate."Diving through this gate is only delicious or something to serve deliciously.Otherwise death "─ ─ I wonder if that's how it's engraved."

I just whispered, but the voice came back from the darkness.

Apparently, Gould Belde thought this much about the feast pit.

Exactly the main point of this hole.

The master (Maestro) is a terrifying name.

Ashley sat down with her teeth bitten.

In this case, we have no choice but to make up our minds that it is a boat we have already embarked on.

Because there is no other choice.

It is impossible to overload with two handaxes and a dagger.

I mean, we have to do it.

We have no choice but to create a dish that makes Gould Belle roar.

There is no other strategy but to find a tactic for this in the banquet from now on.

It is extremely irrational to suddenly force a culinary confrontation, but that is the existence of an overload.

Among them, their reasoning sits at the top of their thoughts and thoughts as unquestionable justice.

We have no choice but to jump it off and win.

Ashley twisted his fear and went to the table.

I'll pull the girls' seats and let them sit down.

The two of Kirsch and Esther answered in the Lady's courtesy.

For some reason, they didn't seem as nervous as Ashley or as threatened to fight.

"Both of you, it's amazing. It's magnificent."

Ashley inadvertently complimented the girls sitting next to each other.

Yeah, Kirsch was the one who said no.

"No, I'm surprised and scared.Very, very much. But why?I'm thrilled. I'm so excited about what's going on right now... "

"Me too, Knight. I don't know how to describe it, but... my body got hot even though my skin was standing up... it was like I had a fever.And yet, I want to look further, and I want to taste the body.... "

As the ester continued, Ashley came to understand.

These two are already being captured by the magic of Gould Beld cuisine.

I realized that I was able to remain sane because Asuka and Love's protection of the War Maiden contract (Valkyries Pact) was double protection.

"Both of you... damn it, what's going on here?"

"I rejoice, and I fall. That's the end of who talked about my food."

A huge shadow fell in front of Ashley, who spoken ill.

Looking up, there stood the king of the pig demon.

There are three small, stylish vessels in the silver basin in his hand, and two kinds of bottles sandwiched between his thick fingers in the other hand.