As I continued to give potato dishes to all the beasts in the Beast Nation, it was night when I realized it.
One after the other, the beasts eat butter, potatoes and fries, increasing their abilities and returning to reconstruction work.
It was an infinite loop, where by the time there were too many people on one tour, the first beast man to eat would enter the break again.
Thanks to this, the more soil magic allowed the temporary quarters to stand, the better the reconstruction went.
Now I'm breaking up with Tama and Cro, who helped me, and spending time in the living room with Tin.
It was tougher than battle fatigue to cook too much.
Because the tin is resting early and round, I am also gobbling up and resting myself.
You can hear one bark from afar, so don't let Maple come.
You'll find out soon enough because it's noisy.
Why are you running around more than anyone else when you're a princess, and you're a messenger?
"One One, syrup and my brother woke up one"
Good, you were worried because it was bloodstained.
Two people had kept the Dark Elves in check for an hour, so I could make time to defeat the disaster-class demons.
I won't give up my MVP seat, but Shadow MVP is the two people who bought me time.
If I'm conscious, I'll have it over here, and I'll have some of the rice cooking I've been working on.
Maple, who runs with one bark, guides me and runs to the room where there are two of them.
When I got to the room, there were two people who woke up their upper bodies in bed and a king of beasts sitting in a chair.
Prince Alfred, who realizes the visitors are us, bows his head as soon as possible.
"I'm just finishing up listening to a rough story.
I'm sorry for everything.
If you hadn't come, you'd be doomed for sure. "
"I'm here as a request for a guild, so don't worry about it.
More importantly, it was bloody and fell, so it shouldn't be in the book yet.
In the meantime, eat in a rice cooker and cure your body. "
"Okay, thank you for the bowl of cutlets."
When I gave the two of them the rice cooking, they started eating slowly.
"Speaking of which, I heard it right."
Have you heard, my great work.
Even the Beast King could only buy time for his opponent, a warrior who easily twisted it.
Support alone, MVP, MVP in the boss battle, is exactly the hero who saved the Beast Nation.
Rewards are shabby please at Super Kunka Kunka.
"Now it's potatoes."
Is it that way, or the fries?
Don't get your hands on me with your anticipating eyes.
Have a little apprenticeship with Prince Alfred.
"Don't start our festival."
Prince, you too.
I still have potatoes left, but you don't have the stock to do it.
I don't even want to see potatoes because I kept making all the beast nations today.
They pulled the chong chong and sleeve so I checked next door and there was a tin with a throat and face on it.
Apparently, he got hooked on cooking.
I'll just be ready to cook and hand in the cut potatoes for the fries and the uncut potatoes for the butter.
The butter is overmade and excessive by Crowe, so there is no problem.
Starting to steam potatoes in a sassy, hand-familiar motion, the tin chops the potatoes in a flowing motion, turning the oil to high temperatures and frying them.
Maple, who wants a spill, marks the perfect tin.
"Tin makes it ~?"
"............ Phew"
Turn over the fries cleverly, returning the best throat and face.
If you can fry a ton of cutlets and fries, you can already certify yourself as a frying master.
I'm going to cry again and put tears in the oil, so I'll never tell you.
"It sounds good no matter how many times I hear it - hmm.
Next time the elves come to visit, I'd like to feed them with you. "
The Beast King is in trouble because he suddenly punches in important words.
I wanted to slow down that story, but I can't help it.
There are only royal and chocolate members here, and you won't have a problem hearing more about them.
"Aren't elves extinct?
It's a vegetarian image, so I'm sure I'll eat potatoes. "
"Oh no, he's still alive.
I don't know where he is now because he hasn't come to see me since 10 years ago ~ "
Don't you know the key thing?
But it's big to know the fact that the elves are alive.
If you also had contact with the Beasts, here would be some tips for approaching the elves.
I'm a high elf, and I'm supposed to be special to the elf.
I don't know what to do, if my beautiful elf sister fools me......
Such a beautiful face that it captivates even the same sex in the aesthetic system.
Nice buddy and seductive body.
Experienced technique by long life.
It is also a good idea for you to teach me all kinds of plays.
But it's also good to be fooled and attacked.
I decide on my own to make the elf a woman and move on.
Because if you don't know about the elves, you don't even know the mystery of the high elves.
"The Beast King only saw the enemy at a glance and decided he was a dark elf, didn't he?
I don't think it's a word that's out there in general, how did you know that?
In the first place, are Elves and Beastmen close?
"Oh, you guys would be weirder if I said that.
It's like you know what a dark elf is like. "
Will you not ask me a sharp question in that tone?
I don't feel nervous.
But I'm good at persuading you, I'll take care of it.
"This is the order of Mr. Cuttlebowl.
They're asking me to crusade the dark elves and find them.
They also tell us to find the world tree. "
The Beast King nodded convincingly.
Prince Alfred, Mr. Syrup and Maple knew about the dark elves, and nod in the same way.
The word "bowl of cutlets" is becoming all-mighty.
Beast Nation only, but I think I'll use a bowl of cutlets for convenience.
The only thing that surprised me when I dropped my chapsticks was the tin I was cooking.
He's trembling with his head, and he's whispering, "Did you, Mr. Cuttlebowl, do such a mission..."
I wish you could just talk to me, but I'm a keen believer, so I'm gonna have trouble treating you.
Note that I'm just finishing frying fries.
A tin that regains its disturbed mind splits it for six and gives it to each of them.
... No, I don't need it.
You still eat, too. [M]
You can eat while you want, so I want you to make some potatoes too.
The cut potatoes are still in the item box.
"That's an almighty God ~ hmm.
You know that, too. "
"No, Mr. Cuttlebowl doesn't seem to know the details either.
If you know anything, can you tell me?
It's hard to come up with the word dark elf, and I can't gather information. "
"What? - Well, if that's the case, I wish you'd told me from the beginning.
I'll tell you anything for Mr. Cuttlebowl. "
Well, that's me with a reputation for persuasion.
I didn't know it would be easy to persuade the royalty of another country.
"You should tell me everything.
Cuttlebowl teachings are the national religion of the Beast Nation, as the Cuttlebowl Master wills. "
Oh, whoa. That's Prince Alfred, serious and disciplined.
At some point, he's certified as a full-fledged state religion.
"If you're a world tree, the one that comes out to talk about the origins of the festival"
I'm worried about the loosening of the guard.
I don't care if you say something that important.
... I don't care if you ask me to replace the fries.
Stop pulling my hem.
"I don't remember clearly - but when the war ended 2,000 years ago and there was less food - that's the story of a little girl and an elf telling me about potatoes.
I wonder if that girl's name was World Tree. "
That's not a 'tree', it's a 'person'.
I imagined a splendid big tree that would keep protecting the world, but it's a horrible fake.
You knew about Syrup, too!