"Even though it's hostile, I have a feeling I'm going to trick you guys into falling behind.
I was going to treat him more politely than as a prisoner.
So get me a little more normal. "
The Dwarf leader came to jail on purpose to do us a favor for a reason.
I have an item box, so I can turn it into a comfortable space for any place.
On the cold ground lay the fur of a wolf, prepare to drink warm pork juice at any time and enjoy the curry in the cell.
It's a really comfortable time in jail because some of you spoil me, Fiona.
Because the view is just different, and it's not much different from spending time at home.
"I can't help but be depressed when I find out I can't get out of jail."
Dwarves have noticed me when I'm locked up in a cell.
Because it is made of a special lattice, it seems that if you break the cell, you will die as soon as there is poison gas.
The lattice spacing was also narrow, and even Mr. Estelle's metastasis was unlikely to get out.
"That's true... but act a little more like a prisoner..."
By the way, if you eat rice cooking, it doesn't matter what the poison is.
Honestly, you can always get away with this.
But I can't imagine a dark elf trying to destroy the world fighting the Dwarves normally.
If we stay here, we could capture the trends and maneuvers of the Empire.
Besides, I can't leave the Dwarves alone any longer than I've decided to be hostile.
Worst of all, we should empower Tin and Mr. Estelle to assault them from behind where they're headed for reinforcements.
Regardless of the dark elves and demons that are total evil, Dwarf is a willing and communicable being close to the people.
Tin and Estelle would be tempted to take their lives, and I don't feel good either.
But it's not like you're saying such sweet things.
I already know I almost lost my people's lives in the Land of the Beasts.
He said he could not survive the war while still feeling sweet.
If the Dwarves clash hostilely with the Kingdom of Fennel as they are, they must not be pitied.
I guess tin feels the same way.
You've been looking at me with a serious face.
"I want to discuss the meat to be put in the curry"
Yes, Tin knows exactly how spicy it is to take a life......
Hey, you can't use Dwarves on curry meat, can you?
Now is the time for an important statement of determination, so I need you to talk to me for a moment.
"I think the chicken will go with the cheese curry"
"If you want to put a ton of cutlets on top, wouldn't you rather have oak meat?
"If you want to eat with bread, you can't even take off the brilliant buffalo"
I wonder why I originally came here.
Though jailbroken, there is an incandescent debate flying about the meat to be put in the curry, even though we can discuss it with the Dwarf leader.
Fiona, who likes cheese, does not give way to chicken curry.
Mr. Estelle, who has not yet eaten a cutlet curry, wants to try a ton of cutlets on top and continues to claim oak meat.
In the meantime, Tin, who loves all the curries, became indecisive, pushing Brilliant Buffalo as he followed the two statements.
After this, you will be making 3 different curries and will be willing to make a comparison of eating.
I don't have to make a comparison of food, though I think we've already come to a conclusion.
Whatever meat you add, the curry is delicious.
"I'm sorry about something.
I'm going to be busy right now, so can you go over there?
Because there's going to be more important events than discussions with Dwarves. "
Favor raising events are the most important events than wars in which the country may die.
I would also expect an intimate, skin-touching event that is likely to happen because it is a narrow barn.
"... bless the eagle with curry too"
"Don't ask for a man in jail.
Then we demand no hand in the war against the Empire. "
"Ugh, that's an impossible condition"
Even though he says he can't, Dwarf's leader stares at the pot of curry.
When I heard the sound of gobbling and spitting, I was sure.
It smells like curry, and you were fed early.
"Really? I hope I can stand the temptation of curry.
The scariest thing about curry is that whatever you put in it doesn't taste good.
Once you smell the scent, you'll be driven by the urge to eat it. "
Living in Japan, I have had many experiences getting hit by the scent of curry.
Anyone would have experienced this before.
When the scent of the curry is leaking out of the restaurant on the way home from work, it instantly becomes the mouth of the curry.
Even if I was wondering if I'd eat something sappy today, the scent of spicy curry works on my brain and increases my appetite.
As a result, you start thinking about what you don't really know if you want a sappy curry.
The soup curry is sappy.
If you have vegetables on the set, the curry is healthy.
If you can have it with Nan, I wonder if it's a curry today.
This is how it falls into the trap of a restaurant, and I follow it to a curry store.
It would be tempting until I asked for a cottered butter chicken curry, which is hard to eat at home.
Actually, if it's chicken, it's not cottery, so I don't know what that means.
Having taken a mysterious mount in my heart, I show Dwarf my maximal Doya face and start making curries.
"Ugh, today's booze is going to suck"
... alcohol? Well, Dwarf was famous for liquor.
Exactly. I can't make liquor with seasoning, but I can make it if it's about a knob.
In the first place, would curry and booze go well?
I think it's a different world transfer pattern, but I felt a lot happy with ale for frying from.
Push it back and it's going to fall off, and take the fries out of here...
No, let's see how it goes at the curry today.
There will still be time, so we should carefully intensify feeding.
Easy wheeling out could get in the way of later negotiations.
If there is another problem, it lies in the fact that the demand for hollow birds is too high.
I can still afford it, but if I can't provide it to the tin at the heart of it, my liking will be greatly reduced.
The figure of Dwarf walking away showing his lonely back coincides with his break-up with Tin in the Land of the Beasts.
I felt I had got the mission of having to make a replacement knob, determined to preserve the fried meat from.
Only time is wasted as long as you spend in a barn.
Deliver the best knobs to match your ale and make Dwarf's heart an eagle.
I'm going to make three different curries, and I'm going to do it after I get my liking up.