When Liz went to the dining room, there was a figure of Manon, one of the Virgin's candidates.
Manon already seems to have finished his breakfast, pinching something off the plate, and rinsing his tea.
"Morning, Manon. Hey, what's that?
On a plate in front of Manon was a pile of supple, blackish things.
"It's a fermented nasbi. I love this."
"Heh."
(Speaking of which, the present Virgin also loves the fermented nasbi)
I used to dig holes and find pots from the ground. At that time, I remembered the samurai saying that she was a favorite of the present Virgin.
(Manon's with me...)
He stabbed Nasbi with a fork and said he was staring at Manon, who carried him happily into his mouth.
"Do you want to eat with Liz? It's delicious to eat on bread, you can mix it in a salad, or you can sink it in herbal tea for anything. The herbal aroma is a little unusual about the eggplant. And even if I eat it with sweet dessert, it tastes quite good because of the acidity. Well, it's best to keep eating."
"... I guess so"
How much I like Nasbi. Hey, I got it.
From the counter in front comes a good smell of consomme soup. Liz also just received breakfast from a samurai who would serve her and sat across from Manon.
Today's menu consists of a pan-fried consomme soup, vegetable salad on several types of ham and a scrambled egg full of butter.
"Looks delicious"
Liz's eyes shine.
Since I lived in poverty in my home village, I wouldn't look forward to eating every meal since I came to the temple. There are many ingredients that I have never spoken of before and dishes that I have never seen before. Because of that, I got a little meat on my body that was skinny.
(Well, that's good, right? Because you can eat something delicious like this)
"Cu!"
As I told him to hurry, the holy dragon that was waiting on the table rang.
In front of the dragon is the same dish for one serving as Liz, properly prepared. I used to split Liz's share, but now the ladies prepare it every meal, and they carry it in order.
The reason for this, of course, is the bruising trick of the Holy Dragon. If the samurai brings it to me, she rings it sweet as "cu," and lets her little neck hang on it. The samurai are very satisfied.
Besides, the saint dragon has less vegetables with more meat, and the soup is properly chilled. It is precisely because it has been exhausted.
"I'll have it."
"Cu!"
Manon, who watched Liz and the Holy Dragon eat side by side, laughed.
"Liz and Holy Dragon look alike. Same way to disappoint."
Rude. Liz didn't hesitate to look up. Saint Dragon seemed to look equally dissatisfied, and Manon laughs even more. But even if I'm laughing, I'm not letting go of the fork that stabbed Nasbi. I love nasbi like this. I don't want humans laughing at me.
"Speaking of which, where's the black leopard? Aren't you with me?," Liz asked.
Manon alone, the figure of the Holy Beast Black Leopard is nowhere to be found.
"I'll be in my room. I don't eat every meal like a human being. It's a lot. It's a holy beast born of holy fruit, and it's not like a real animal. You don't have to eat it."
Surprised. Really?
Sacred Dragon eats three meals a day.
I'm eating snack time, and besides, I do apples and bread, and I often wear them.
"That's why..."
Manon made sense, and I saw a holy dragon stuck with a ham. I know what you're trying to say. "Holy Dragon, it's getting round, isn't it?"
Happily, Liz reached for the Holy Dragon in a hurry. This is forbidden. Even if I didn't put it to words, St. Dragon, who felt the atmosphere, attacked Liz and Lloyd all sorts of times, kicking and pulling their hair.
"No, Holy Dragon! - Is that it?
Pounded. Because the Holy Dragon just glanced at Manon and immediately returned to his meal.
(Why?)
There,
"Good morning, everyone. It's a pleasant morning."
And Sheena showed up.
"Mr. Sheena! Did you sleep well?
"Yeah, thanks to you, it's neat. Thank you."
"Mr. Sheena, would you like to sit here? I want to hear what you have to say in Colorado!
"Well, if it's good to talk about someone like me. We'll stay with you as long as we can."
"I want to hear it too!
Very popular with the ladies. And naturally, Sheena is a celebrity named the Virgin of Colorado.
In the meantime, the cheerful look and atmosphere I showed in front of Liz doesn't even make a splash. It is slightly awkward, gentle enough to envelop people, and then it creates an atmosphere of Rin. Brilliantly.
Behind Liz's chest, there was a slightly unpleasant feeling coming up. I'm not going to deny my "investigation". Because I've always believed and lived.
Still, the feat that Sheena nursed people generously in the midst of a war, free of charge. That's true. Liz's knowledge of Emilia is far from linked at all.
But if Sheena is really Emilia, it's very unforgivable to Liz. When Lloyd came to pick up Emilia as a candidate for the Virgin, he was plugged into wrongdoing. If he was bad, Liz would have been sentenced to death, and Emilia would have gotten out of the convent where she was supposed to atone for her sins.
That's exactly, just kidding! It is.
"What's wrong?
Manon frowned and asked me if I noticed how Liz was bewildered.
"... nothing. It's nothing."
"Really?"
At that time,
"Oh, no, what would I do?" Sorry!
One samurai raised her voice like a scream. She spilled the tea she had in her teapot and it hung over Sheena's clothes.
Liz breathed.
Because the same thing happened in my village.
That was during the Toyota Festival in the village.
Usually, Emilia and the Lords don't eat with people like Liz. but only at the festival.
As we are feasting in the village square, Emilia's father or grandfather brings alcohol and rare food to attend. That's where my daughter Emilia comes in. Even though he says, "I really don't like it, but I couldn't help but come here because your father says so."
At that time, a woman from the village who followed her around had spilled alcohol on Emilia's dress.
Emilia's complexion changed clearly. The woman of the day blued pathetically because she was a selfish and tyrannical Emilia from time to time. With a crying face, he was apologizing with his head on the ground.
At that time it was taken for a seat at the festival, and Emilia ended up with nothing, although she had frightened her face to anger.
Later on, however, the woman's young son disappeared. The woman was semi-frequent, and the villagers searched the whole thing, but couldn't find it. Many of the villagers knew who did it on purpose. The woman would have known, too. Still, I can't resist the Lords.
That's what Emilia does. Find people's weaknesses and poke them precisely there.
Liz knows she can do that.
So even now, Liz stood up to cover the samurai who spilled water. But...
"I don't mind. I'm sorry for standing in the way of you."
Sheena bowed her head. Liz was surprised and solidified with her hands on the table.
The samurai seemed surprised too.
"Not at all! I'll wipe it right away!
"It's really okay. To tell you the truth, I thought it was a little hot. So cool down, just fine."
May I lift the lady who is feeling guilty, with a soft grin. Furthermore, telling her in a gentle tone that she "didn't care" was the very "Virgin" who wanted to pray in her whole body and spirit.
In front of the stunned Liz,
"Mr. Sheena......!
I nod my eyes like a samurai was extremely impressed.
"How sweet. Shit, I almost cried."
"Hey. Isn't that amazing? That's the Virgin."
The other samurai talk in a sloppy tone.
"'That's it, Virgin.' - We have a man like that in the temple, and he's not the next Virgin candidate, so our candidate's got a narrow shoulder."
Manon smiled bitterly. Go on, I snapped like one.
"One of these days, Sheena might come out and say," You deserve the next Virgin. "
"Oh no..."
Liz grabbed both of the cobwebs on the table.
Sheena walked over here in the intoxicating gaze of the samurai. I don't even give Liz a glance. Still on the way through directly next to Liz,
"Aah!"
Sheena screamed a small scream, and suddenly, she fell to the floor. Liz was surprised. And the Holy Dragon. With the round bread that was twitching half way out of his mouth, "Cu..." is solidified.
"Itata......"
"Mr. Sheena, are you okay! What is wrong with you!?
The samurai rushed over. Sheena grinned with a pitiful face as she rubbed her right leg.
"It's okay. I think I'm stuck with something. I'm embarrassed."
"Stuck, on the foot of the table...?
"No, it wasn't like that. What is it? Something softer... yes, like people's feet...!
Inevitably, Liz, who was right next to me, gathered her gaze at once. Behind Liz's chest, twitching and disgusting feelings spread.
'Cause now it's like Liz caught her leg and let Sheena roll. Even if it wasn't on purpose.
I want to laugh at you if you don't do something like that kid's prank, but it's not that atmosphere.
I didn't do anything.
Sheena shouted so that she could put it over Liz's words, which she calmly denied.
"Sorry, it must be my mistake! It wasn't a person's leg or anything. Yes, it was the foot of the table! Sure, it was. I'm sorry I made a mistake......!
Tell him like he's in a hurry and smile weakly. And as if afraid of Liz, two or three steps backwards, hiding behind the samurai.
(This is...)
It just sounds like Sheena's covering Liz.
The cold gaze of the samurai pierced Liz.
With Sheena, who looks weak, and Liz, she's clearly at a disadvantage. Liz exhaled and flashed her face.