Survival in Another World With My Master

"I'll take it."

Hmm.

Put your hands together and stick your hands to the meal Silfi made for you. Today's menu... what is it? I still fry the finely chopped vegetables together with the finely chopped meat, add the beans and simmer with honey wine and spices. Somehow Indian?

They cook the grain flour and eat the baked bread. The bread is also softer than what I baked. It may be a properly secondary fermented fabric. I think it would take too long to do that.

"What do you think?

"It's really delicious. It's good that the spice is spicy."

I see.

Ah, Master! Don't do that. No, Master! If you smile at me with such a happy face, I will die! Oh, no! No, Master!

"What are you agonizing about?"

"Sylphie is cute and it's hard to live."

What are you talking about?

My face turned a little red and I got angry. Frankly speaking, it's counterproductive. Calm down, Stay Me. We'll talk serious after this, so cool it down. Yes, let your heart rest like an enlightened Buddha. In the meantime, you should concentrate on cooking.

"Was there such a dish in the world of Koske?

"Well, it's not exactly the same, but there's something like it. I think it's similar to the food I used to eat on a lot of land far away."

Hmm, it tastes different from home.

"Well, it tastes very different from home. But it's delicious."

I don't know if I can return to the original world, but if I bury my bones in this world, I'm sure this taste will be the taste of my hometown. Next time, let Sylphie teach you how to make it.

"Now, I want you to tell me the taste of Koske's hometown."

I see. I'll do my best to reproduce it. "

When you make Japanese food, the neck is still miso and soy sauce... but there are also kelp and bonito sauces to get stock. I wonder if I'll be able to make it in time with my craft. Yeah, let's make that one of our goals.

We talk about each other's world cuisine and seasonings, and when the meal is over, the two of us sit in a tuxedo bench and relax. Today is going to be more serious talk time than normal time.

"So, what do we talk about?"

Well, let's start with barriers and gizzards.

Silfi, dressed in rough clothes, handed me a pottery vessel with honey wine. And she brought me the same vessel.

"Let's have a toast."

"If there was alcohol and there were people, perhaps the trick would be the same everywhere."

Crush the vessels quietly and pour the beer. Yeah, sweet. Be careful not to drink too much.

So, the barrier? I think I can handle the brick or stone wall I showed you earlier. I'd be happy if the refugees could help me get the materials. "

"Bricks would be good for later maintenance. The stone walls seemed easy at first glance, but when I looked closely, the stones meshed up and became much stronger. It's going to take some time to learn that."

If he knew how to load bricks, he would be among the elves and the people of Merinard, and Silfi would drink honey wine. Speaking of which, you're not going to have a bugle from the bottle today.

"Then we need a lot of clay and fuel. I can mine it, and if the refugees can move it, I think they can do it."

"Okay. The next step is to fight gizzards."

"In that regard, I feel like we can do anything if we build a barrier and mass produce a crossbow."

"Indeed, that bow that can break the crust of a gizma is powerful. Can you match the numbers?

"Animal bones would be the neck of a standard. If we cut down trees and harvest iron ore, we can do anything else."

If you cut down trees, you'll gather all but iron and animal bones. The amount of iron you use is not that large, and if you succeed, the amount you mined today may be enough.

How many refugees are there?

"The latest figure I have is 312. Among them, slightly more than 80% of the people who are likely to be able to work are old people, children, and the wounded."

"Even children can carry arrows. Is it enough to make 300 crossbows, including spares?"

Approximately calculate the number of materials required for the remaining Material Crossbow. Well, if you can pick a log from a log, six branches, 18 branches, and 100 fibers, you can pick 24 pieces of wood from a log, and make four branches out of wood... it's hard to calculate with my ability to calculate! But if I cut about 50 trees, I could cover 300 crops of crossbow. A steel axe would cut down 30 trees in 30 minutes, so don't gather in less than an hour.

"Yeah, animal bones are neck after all. At least we need animal bones the size of a reservoir. Use it to strengthen the bow."

"Hmm, animal bones... can you replace them with gizzard crusts?

"... what?

I overheard Sylvie's remarks. I didn't have that idea.

"It's similar, isn't it?

"Really...? Speaking of which, can I use that gizma on my own?

"Because you and I took care of it, how can we use it?

"But look, it's worth it."

"Oh, I see. But there was a stone of jewelry that Koske took out of the rock, right? It's worth more than a crust."

That's how Silfi laughs all the time. Yeah, I'm thinking something bad about this face.

I see. Let's disassemble it and use it.

"No problem."

In the meantime, it seems good to use it, so I will dismantle the gizma's legs and torso in the inventory. Then you get a lot of gizzard crusts and tough tendons, insect meat, gizzard poison glands, and more. I checked on the craft menu and it appears that the gizzard crust is compatible with animal bones.

Looks good.

Strong tendons also appear to be compatible with tough strings used in improved crossbows. Gizma's rating rose all at once in me. He's a treasure trove of hard resources.

"Speaking of which, I was wondering, how does the economy work in this town?

"That's not very developed in this town. Food basically gets as much rations as you need. However, things like favorites, jewellery, and other weapons and protective equipment are bartered. Meat is a hobby in this town."

"I see. Gizmas can be made from a variety of sturdy crusts."

"That's right. Crustaceans are processed and used for a variety of domestic miscellaneous items, such as armor, weapons, and ornaments. Meat becomes a hobby, and the toxic glands become a valuable ingredient for medicine. The tentacles and tendons of the feet also become bows and instrument strings, and they are monsters that have no place to throw away. I don't really go hunting because it's dangerous."

"I see... by the way, when I dismantled the gizma, I got a lot of insect meat."

"It's delicious."

"There wasn't much insect food culture in my hometown."

I've never eaten bee babies or strawberries in parts of the country. But depending on how I think about it, crab, shrimp and shrimp are also insects...?

"What's the texture like?

"Depending on the area, it's basically a light white flavor with a purple taste. Boiled with salt or sautéed in salt with garlic and pepper in oil."

Garlic and pepper are spices like corn. It looks like crab and shrimp ingredients. Why don't you try it without eating it?

"It just doesn't last much longer. Put it in your inventory for a while."

"Okay."

Let's try it around tomorrow.

"So, there are a lot of other things I want to ask you...."

"Are you talking about my origins?

"Hyahh!?

All of a sudden, I stopped whispering in my ear and was surprised.

"Do you really want to hear it? You might regret it.

"I wonder if you want to know anything about your beloved husband."

Unexpectedly, my eyes swim. Somehow, it is soft and sweet, and I don't know what to do because I don't have much experience of being forced to look like this.

"You're quite a winner... but I'm not going to tell you. If that's what you're talking about, you're gonna have to tell him to cut his mouth off."

Silfi smiles and sucks on my neck. I see, that's what this is all about. If that's the case, I'll serve this Kosuke sincerely.

"As you may be aware, I am a member of the Royal family of Merinard - no, let me be clear. Melinard, the daughter of the Royal Family."

After several fights, Sylvie suddenly said so. It seems that my enthusiastic service has made me feel better.

"Silfi was a princess, wasn't she? Why is the princess alone in the black woods?

"It's a royal tradition. Ten years after his birth, Princes and Princesses of Merinard were supposed to be educated as forest elves in the Black Forest."

I see.

It's not like there's no hostage. The Black Forest Elves and the Kingdom of Merinard said they had a deal. Even if you leave the forest, don't forget your attitude as an elf. Is that how it works?

"At that time, my skin was also white. My chest was close to my pelvis, and it was even more luxurious. I'm the only one who knows. I don't think you can believe it."

Really? Sure, I only know Sylphie now, but I love her brown skin and her big tits. "

"Nh... here, I'm serious right now, so hang in there."

The back of my hand was scratched. It hurts.

"I'm sorry if it has nothing to do with this, but how long does an elf live?

"It varies considerably from person to person, but it is said that it is about 500 years old. The elders in this town are said to be over 700 years old."

Hee, you're still alive.

Sylvie said the kingdom of Merinard became a kingdom of the Holy King about twenty years ago. By that time, Silfi was already in the black forest, so he was between ten and twenty years old. That means I think Sylphie is between 30 and 40 years old. And when the life expectancy of an elf is about 500 years, or 700 years for a long life, I think it is good to think that it has about ten times the life expectancy of a human being.

Does that mean Sylphie is equivalent to three to four years of age when converted to human age...? Well, suddenly you seem like a criminal or something.

"What, shut up suddenly?"

"No, you think the life expectancy of an elf and the age of a Sylvie apply to human life expectancy?

Sylphie gave me a neat expression in my words and suddenly laughed.

"Ahahahaha! Well, by simple calculation, I'm less than four years old in human terms! However, the elf's body and mind mature in about twenty years. Since then, physical growth has been very slow, and almost unchanged until the age of 500. In human terms, it's a long time. That's why I'm worried about Koske."

Well, I'm glad.

I'm not three or four years old, and it's not very stylish. It's Pedo territory, past Lori. I don't have that kind of hobby.

"There's no doubt that as an elf you're a young man - did you say goodbye again?

Bfufu

Suddenly she sprays her tongue on Silfi, who starts talking childish. Can there be a four-year-old with such an erotic body?

"That's an unexpected way to play a joke."

"Didn't I just say? As an elf, I am good for young people. Normally, an elf my age still wants to play. It's time to pick flowers and strawberries in the mountains and play with your parents' work."

Really?

"That's right. But I was taken by my country, by my family and by the Holy King. We must take it back, and we must protect the people who fled into the black woods. I can't stay as a child. Unfortunately."

"So you're thinking of using me. I'm a rare person from another world."

Sylvie's expression froze in my words. [M]

"A rare person who appears in the plight of black forest elves and saves them. With that power, we may be able to regain the kingdom of Merinard. So Sylphie didn't report me as a rare person to the elders, and he gave me his virginity just in case."

Sylphie blurred her sad expression in my pursuit, but nodded as if she had noticed.

"Yes, it is."

"Well, I don't really care. I'm convinced."

There's nothing I can do about it, and I'm not hurt. It must have been Sylvie who had a hard time. Even though he was older than me, he was supposed to carry all kinds of things at his childish age.

"I don't feel bad about myself. If Sylvie hadn't picked me up, I'd be more likely to be dead by now, and I could have had this relationship with a pretty girl like Sylvie?

I will gently kiss Sylvie's nose and stroke her head with an expression that I don't know why.

"I will do my best not to be abandoned by my master. I'm lost in this world, and I don't know how to get home. I don't really want to go home right now... but anyway, I'm staying with you until I get back the favor that you saved my life and picked me up without going anyway. At least as long as Sylvie wants."

Besides, guys get excited, don't they? The princess of the diaspora is going to fight for her country. Join the fight and be a helper in reclaiming the princess's country. It's a dream story.

Not to mention that I'm not a fighter right now, but I have the power to get off track. I was nothing in Japan, I was just a normal person, and I might be able to be a hero. Does anyone have a heroic desire? I have it, too. Boys always want to be heroes.

"Are you sure?

"Fine. I may not be able to rely on Sylvie, but I need you to."

"I'm glad it's not like that..."

Sylvie hugged me so hard that she buried her face in my chest and began to cry.

Hoaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! What a cute creature! Death! Death!

Around me who was so cute, Sylvie kept crying in my chest for a while, and eventually she finally got tired of crying and fell asleep.

I was anxious about Sylvie's attitude, which was usually even more majestic, but on the other hand, I had trouble with the fleshy feeling of being pushed, and on the other hand, the protective desire that arose from the back of my chest and the paternal samshing didn't make it good to let myself fall into inferiority... and so on, so I spent a night that I couldn't sleep very well.