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"Yes, please line up in one row!

The wizard is the patronage of the Truffle God.

If you fight with a weapon, you will be given the protection of the Dumpling God, brother of the Cuttlebowl - "

I'm glad I made a ton of them when I was locked up in a locker in the dwarf.

The truffle defeated Dark Elf's illusion when his magic defense rose.

As far as tin exploration goes, it looks like the magic attack will go up as well.

I think it's a valid treat for a wizard.

But back to my thoughts, the wizard eats the truffle and falls flabby.

I decided that I couldn't stand the deliciousness of the thick truffle because it had strengthened the walls in rather harsh conditions.

I'd like you to head elsewhere as reinforcements...

Meanwhile, it's dumplings for melee type.

Baking dumplings takes a little while, but this is the only thing I can make in bulk.

I'm pretty sure my physical abilities will improve, and I think maybe I'll be fine.

The morale of the knights was unusually high when the skeletons were extinguished with a tin exploration enhanced by magic.

He opens the castle gate and rushes out to intercept the skeletons that storm at the other gates.

It should be noted that the leader is Kyle, the commander who ate dumplings and ran wild.

He looked tired, but now he's lying.

I guess the joy of meeting a new dish for a long time and the stress of becoming a commander that shaped the fate of the country exploded.

I want you to crusade more and more with eight hits because you will still be suffering Skeleton's invasion elsewhere.

"Damn, the king brought it to me."

Mr. Syrup, who was dominated by a desire called Kunka Kunka, has already regained his composure with satisfaction.

By the way, the truffle delivery of the tin was critical.

I was trembling unnaturally, even if it was meant to be patient.

I thought this was a bad idea. I asked Fiona to protect Tin's honor.

In my ear, I said, "Shouldn't you have the princess's word?" and reminded him to speak.

With the tin of the fire cat and the support of Fiona, the princess, the Truffle God has become absolute.

But the dumplings that I set up for my child may be less convincing.

I don't have time to make bowls of cutlets for people, and the only thing I can make in bulk is dumplings...

If you think so, you realize that the knights who ate the dumplings are behaving in a certain way.

After eating the dumplings, he's always pulling out his sword and stabbing his sword in the ground.

"I know this power!

Even when the demons attacked, the cutlet bowl was helping us. "

"But then there must have been those who gained power and those who did not.

What the hell is going on with Mr. Cuttlebowl right now!

You're telling me you sacrificed yourself to give us protection and put us to sleep!

"You idiot! If you have time to grieve, respond to the bowl of cutlets!

A bowl of cutlets, an absolute god, has given you strength until you sacrificed yourself!

What are we going to do if we don't fight for the dumpling god?

Wow..., it's more pervasive than I thought.

I wonder if anyone knows the word suspicious.

It's amazing how uniquely skilled you really are to find hope.

The king, who was shown such a sight, must have understood what the situation was.

Get down on your knees in tears, smack the ground dongly......, what are you doing?

"What are you talking about!

I didn't know you couldn't tell Mr. Cuttlebowl how grateful you are!

Don't let the king fool you who knows about unique skills and about the right history.

I'm a descendant of the High Elves, so I'm in trouble if you don't hold on tighter.

So is Kyle.

But the king's sad thoughts never stop.

In tears, he ran up the walls to a position where he could see them.

"Everyone, listen carefully!

Soon the bowl of cutlets was my birthday.

We're just impudent... "

Before I went inside the dwarf, I said, "Mr. Cuttlebowl's birthday is coming up."

I was there to hide my unique skills.

Normally, I think you'll notice that.

Right now, I want you to guess how my daughter feels about looking at the king who is her father.

I've never seen Mr. Fiona's face like this before.

My rebellious daughter hates her father and is close to a face that she despises unilaterally.

Let's hope it doesn't interfere with our future lives, even though we're already separated.

As the king speaks of his enthusiasm for the bowl of cutlets, my paced syrup rushes out to line up at the rear with "I ate dumplings too ~ I".

Then, on the way, he was called out, and he was lying beside him.

It didn't seem like a fight, but I thought... I checked, and I was in line with the tin.

I thought you couldn't see the tin, but I didn't know you were waiting for dumplings in line for discipline.

You're out of magic, so take a break.

... Sounds like it's working normally, and the truffle's resilience is amazing.

The wizard is eating the truffle and falling, but he may be at full speed when he wakes up.

This seems like you can expect more Truffle God faith than you expected.

I don't have any particular use for it.

More than that, Mr. Syrup has tripled his status with carrots, so come and get the carrots without eating dumplings!

Because you don't have to line up to eat dumplings in such an emergency!

Rather, why are you cheating on me from the carrots?

I'm not in the position I could have said with cheating habits, though.

I invite Mr. Fiona, who sees with contempt the king, his father, to call Mr. Tin and Mr. Syrup.

Fiona, who went to the two on a tattered run, returns with the two Doya faces.

I'm sure she thought if the princess gave her permission, she could eat it first as a special treatment.

Strangely light footing, no doubt about it.

"Mr. Syrup should eat the stewed carrots and go to reinforcements elsewhere.

Tin used too much magic, so take a break around here.

I don't even know when Dark Elves are coming. "

"Yeah, I want dumplings too."

It's not me who convinces Mr. Syrup to do that.

It is a stewed carrot, removed from the item box.

For some reason, I'm sure I can't go against carrots to Mr. Syrup, who has the superman technique of understanding carrot language.

"Mr. Syrup, can you turn your current words to the stewed carrots?

What is the carrot saying now?

"D, let's eat carrots ~, ha, hahahaha"

The best bitter laugh ever, Mr. Syrup, was like a kid who hated carrots.

I guess the carrots have also pointed me out to the way I make laughs and eat them.

From time to time, "Oh, no, that's not true - it's delicious -" he mutters like a solitaire and follows the carrot.

And it's easy to persuade a tin who wants another dumpling.

"Tin, you were angry earlier that the Truffle God had to rest, right?

It would be a sign of high faith to immediately remove Wolf's fur from the magic bag and rest on the ground sassy.

I wonder if I can believe in two different gods: the Cuttlebowl Master and the Truffle God.

Perhaps you can forgive me for the fact that I am more than a god of the same food series.

I don't know much about religion in this world, but others have embraced the dumpling god enough, and it doesn't seem to have any particular problems.

I somehow self-resolved, so I decided to go back to making dumplings and increase the number of believers.

The King's mysterious speech, which never stops, is noisy in vain, though.