Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

The Royal Bunnies returned to bald tells, that night.

As I was thinking about the menu to cross Waywouvoir with the Orions, I smelled good near our camp.

"Oh, you smell good..."

"Saki... It smells good"

"Oh... this is... paella I guess..."

With the scent of seafood and olives, me, Orion and Freya make a face to the camp where there is another adventurer fluttering.

The pale lights of the table lantern leak from behind the rock shade, and you can hear the violin tone along with the sound of something cooking.

I looked in and wondered what kind of grumpy guys were cooking.

"Ha ha, how about a paella made from direct chasing olives planted from the chef? What, at this rate, you'll be able to cook the best food in the world before dinner before breakfast. Isn't that too late? Ahhhhhhh."

Mmm, this totally uninteresting story and the way I laugh on my nose......

When the three of us only get our faces out of the rocks, we see a man of cause and a few noble-looking good people there.

Alan, who wore a cock-like, one-of-a-kind and long-time cook hat just a moment ago, is handsome for the purpose he saw, but a scumbag man (O) who abandoned the Freires or pinned the reward from Marco and his rookie adventurers and left them in the dungeon when the quote was at stake.

Alan proceeds to cook the frying pan with a single hand, and takes a bottle of olive oil in that hand.

"Come on, shall we put the chase olives on here again? Ouioi, olive again? Don't say that. Ah-ha-ha. I called the chase olive and the voice of the voice. Do you understand me? Ha-ha-ha."

Me and Orion looked at each other with no expression.

Oh mon hey! Besides, I'm explaining the gag myself that's not funny. Hell.

"What the fuck is that non funny novel? Aren't you ashamed to live?"

"Let's kill. Let's hit the stone."

"Stop it, you scumbags are alive."

Seems scattered.

Alan finishes the paella he can, and when served in a vessel, mussels open like flowers on a golden rice and scattered paprika reds are bright and beautiful in color. It does look great and it feels like a professional face loss.

"Finally, sprinkle with basil leaves and last-chase olives and sprinkle with this magic powder and it's done. Ladies, do you know what you mean about this last olive you can put in?

"Come on, what is it?

Stranger aristocratic-style woman tilts her neck. He is still a man who is good at getting into people who seem to be rich.

"Be careful, he's going to say something that doesn't even mess up..."

We'll gobble our throats and prepare ourselves for his shitty gag.

"I put on three chase olives, so I say Oui Olive 3 (Sun). Ahhhhhhh."

"Well, I can't believe it's Mr. Olive, oh-ho-ho-ho-ho"

We were looking for something blunt in the shadows of the rocks.

"Let's kill. There's nothing good about keeping him alive."

"Saki, this stone is pointy."

"Stop it. Then why are you so stoked at someone else's mess?"

"With him, it feels like the whole story slipped"

When we think about how we're going to slaughter him, Alan realizes we're here.

"Uhhhhh!? Why are you here, Kaji King?

It's as if I've seen it in a cockroach. I am liked too.

"Long time no see, Robert."

"It's Alan! You don't even have a prototype anymore! More than that, why are you here!?

"I've been reincarnated into another world to kill a guy who's not funny in another world. I decided to be the first to kill you by certifying you as the least interesting guy in the world."

"Don't be silly. I find my talk uninteresting only because of your lack of sensibility."

"No, it's not usually funny."

"Yeah."

Freya and Orion answer instantly.

"My joke is still early for you guys. I'll talk to you again when I'm a nice lady."

"Fine."

"Better than that, you powdered it the last time you put an olive on it"

"I don't know what you're talking about. Come on, you guys, enjoy cooking without worrying about such a lowlife."

The aristocratic woman spoons the paella. It does look beautiful, but the asshole sprinkled a pile of olives, so there's a bunch of oil on the bottom of the plate, which is obviously excessive oil.

But the magic powder he put on was a wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

The woman contained a guitared spoon in her mouth, which at that moment emitted light from both eyes and roared.

"Uh-oh!

The resounding voice was enough to surprise and fly up the birds and bats clustered in the surrounding trees.

"Yummy! It's amazing. I can't believe the cock I picked up on the verge of starving to death had so much talent."

"It's an honor to compliment you."

Alan gratefully rests his hand on his chest.

I look at Alan skeptically.

"What, you, since when did you stop being an adventurer and become a cock?

"Shut up. If I'm recognized here, I can be the knight of a beautiful aristocrat."

"No, they say cock. What are you knighting yourself for?"

"Shut up and shut up"

"Well, you're a nobleman's bong from the beginning."

"I flew out of the house to be an adventurer. I don't have a noble chapter."

"Really? Well, I'm not even interested in your background..."

It's probably a waste of knowledge I'll forget about tomorrow.

"Well, I don't care what you remember."

"More than that, you can't taste the Gitgito paella with those olives. Anyone who lives in the Iron Chef can see through your trick."

I don't know what you're talking about.

Are you going to hang up Shira on this bastard findout story?

Well, then.

"That's weird, uncle. What the hell's in this can?"

I'm like a child name detective posing as ignorance, listing a can of Waywovoor hidden under a cooking table.

"Here, don't be silly!

"I've seen Waywouvoir in a store somewhere."

"Hey, don't!

A can of Waywovoir hits Alan's swung hand as he and Alan compete, blowing into the shadows of the rock.

"You, that's brand new!

"It's bad because you hide it. If it's not annoying, you just have to show it."

"In all honesty, I'm angry when you tell me. Just pick up the can!

I have no choice, I can't get out strong because I have about 10% responsibility here, too.

Reluctantly, I'm looking for a can of Waywouvoir that blew up with the Orions.

"Where did you fly him?"

The sun is completely down and the big rocks are gobbling up and I don't know where they fell.

"Isn't this it?

When Orion pointed, there was a can of Waywvore that was flipping over and smashing the contents.

Just as the waves pull over there, the contents are completely exposed.

"All the contents have been flushed"

"Can I put sand on the cans? They look alike."

"Are you okay? He's really an asshole, so you won't notice, will you?

"Then you'll have more stories about that guy's novel. It was sand when I thought it was condiment."

"Stop, it was reproduced in his voice in real life."

Orion and Freia really sand the empty can.

I was watching that, and when I dropped my sight, Waywovoor invited me to come, and the little crabs, turtles, and worms like cobae came.

Uh, the bugs and the little creatures were dying around turning Waywvor over one after the other.

"What... why...?

When I look at the dead little turtle upside down, I'm blowing bubbles from around my mouth. The other organisms are pretty much the same.

Probably seen shocked to death the moment he ate Waywvore.

"Do you normally die as much as you ate condiments?

Shit, I'm even starting to find this seasoning creepy.

Returning a can with sand, Alan hadn't noticed, as expected.

Soon afterwards I heard a woman scream. He really couldn't tell the difference between sand and seasoning.

Next day

Bo, I left the tent awakened by a loud trumpet sound I could hear from afar.

"What the hell..."

If you look at the coast, there's a huge sailboat shadow in the foggy ocean.

As the ship draws closer gradually, its immensity can be seen once again, with eight cannons lined up on the sides of the hull on the four masts, one turn larger and more armed than the Galeon ship type normally seen.

That intimidating ship could easily be crushed by a small ship.

I have never seen such a huge military ship, but more eye-catching than that is the four mechanical armor on deck.

Instead of the normal human size, I just said five or six meters in size, or the patsy look is a big western armor, all painted in bright white, with a cockpit-like chest hatch open on your knees.

The giant shadow does not sit on the reef. When you slowly swirl at the critical sea, you anchor the stern side toward the island.

Confirming that the ship has stopped, the fire enters the earlier mechanical armor and jumps from the top of the ship with one blister after another.

And when the rear cargo warehouse portion of the ship opens, the mechanical armor takes out a black box like a container from it and floats to the sea.

The containers are coupled by rope, and when you snap the leading box, the four containers are pulled together and float through the sea.

"What the..."

The mechanical armor, which went into the water to the waist, took a square container and slowly moved on foot towards the sandy beach.

I'm worried about heading for the beach. Then the mechanical armor that just landed on the sandy beach looks down here.

"Wow... you're a robot"

There are three pieces of mechanical armor disembarking from the ship, all of which have no design involved, but only the one in front of them, which looks like a leader machine, is decorated like a red tosaka on the head, lowering the cape from the shoulder.

Seen in the basement of Gardia, it is very similar to a machine called Deus Xmaquina.

All three bodies had swords and shields on their shoulders, and crosses on them, boasting that they belonged to the Knights of the Holy Cross.

The torso of the fuselage that was looking down at me opens and the guy with the tall horned croissant shows up from the inside.

"You're interrupting."

"Zeno Sturmfausen......"

"Oh... you sure are in Black Earth City"

The other two, who dragged the container as we talked, come up to the beach.

At the same time, audio sounds from one aircraft.

"Dear Zeno, it is to attach the wheel to the box. Please wait."

"You'll make it quick"

Zeno comes down from the armor of the machine.

Is it possible that this fuselage is a lousy guy named Archangel or something that Altair was talking about?

"I don't like sea breezes."

"Um."

"Oh, were you still there?

"Is this, possibly, a guy named Archangel?

I'll see the armor in the back.

"Oh, this? It's just a toy. I can't compare you to Archangel."

"Ha ha..."

"Have you never seen it?

"Not really."

"Yes, compared to Archangel, it's the same level as farming machines."

Now I wonder how much farming machinery is the real deal, but Zeno is looking strange.

She kicks sandy beach in a sense of decay.

I thought this guy was basically off-home and tense, but he's pretty low on tense today.

"Something bad happened to you?

"You know what I mean? I know!?

When Xeno suddenly eats, he looks at me as he grabs my chest.

Something so unpleasant happened to him.

"If I took a hundred slaves to that gourmet marquis (fucking fat), that's why I asked him to deliver my stuff to this island or something! I can believe it!? This Holy Cross Knights Third Chevalier, you treated me like a cabin courier!? How much the hell do you think it costs to move that ship!?

"Ha, ha"

"When I had the new Armor Nights for the tea treats, I told them that I didn't need anything but food, and it was already there!

Oh, that's the only reason the hell I'm left on the ship......

I'm sad Armor Knights of different colors are on my knees on the ship.

But the fact that I can give Armor Nights to the tea treats is amazing.

"Luggage is from that black container"

"Yeah, it's heavy and big, and it's locked in a sorcery ceremony. I suffer to understand why I have to bring something like this!

"That's tough. What's in it?

"... potatoes, carrots, onions and meat. I can't really see the contents, but I got annoyed, so I peeked at them with clairvoyant magic."

"Ha, you're curry tonight"

"Why should I bother carrying curry ingredients to an island like this? -!

Zeno gives his ambition toward the distant sea.

This guy might be a little funny.

"Where do you bring this?

"It's a food processing center in the middle of the island."

"Why are there food processing centers here?"

"It must be because the ingredients are rolling in front of you."

Indeed.

Are we catching the animals and monsters that serve as ingredients here, processing them on the spot and exporting them immediately?

Apparently, the building I saw in Sakuya's big jump was a food processing center.

"The installation of the wheel in the Zeno-like box is complete."

"I get it. Let's go to the designated location immediately and get home."

Copy that, sir.

In response to his subordinates' voices, Xeno looked tired and rode into Armor Nights again.

"Hey, you're gonna hold me!

She couldn't ride alone.