Sword of Glutton Princess

"I'm sorry, but I haven't been concerned about eating since my son and his wife died. I'm sorry that I have a seriously ill daughter, but I'm not going to be able to treat my guests very well."

That's what Robbi called me when me and Mani and Celia were in Edda's care for the three of us.

"I really appreciate you just letting me stay"

I bowed my head to Robbie.

If Robi had made a scene that he was an arranged adventurer in the city, we would have been hunted down the village by now.

Had that been the case, there wouldn't have been Edda's life.

Although Edda hasn't woken up yet either, she doesn't seem to be in any more danger for her life.

He has a calm sleeping face.

"Dean, Celia and I are watching Mr. Edda, so why don't you cook this evening?

Mani suggested that to me.

"What... no, but on the contrary, it's annoying"

"You are guests. I can't let you imitate that..."

"Don't worry. Because Dean is very good at cooking. This one's got me hidden, and I need to do that much. Look, Dean."

Both Robi and I showed difficulty, but Mani said so without retreating.

"Lo, if you like Mr. Robi, I hope"

Eventually, me and Robbie decided to pass her opinion in a way that would break into a mani.

I'll stand in the kitchen and get Robbie's permission to use the ingredients.

"... it seems true that he was indifferent to food. I'm in the current world of Ill Miss, but I can't help it."

Belzevute zeroed that up.

I gently poked the Devil's Sword Belzella.

I do have few ingredients.

I guess I don't usually cook.

There were a lot of vegetables left, so I decided to use them to make stews.

I used a large variety of vegetables instead of no meat, so the flavor and sweetness of the vegetables are well developed.

However, it was likely that it would still be made a little simpler, so I decided to use a small amount of handheld spices and dairy to the extent that it would not interfere with the flavor of the vegetables and use it for fragrance and flavor adjustment.

Steam comes up when I'm boiling it in a pan.

"Whoa! Isn't that a good thing! of, Dean... I want a concubine too... Just one mouth, one mouth."

"... bad, Belzevute. The situation is the situation. Wait a little longer until the commotion calms down."

"Mugu, Mugu..."

"Oh, come on, don't tremble!

I desperately held down the Devil's Sword Belzella.

After the dish was finished, "Stew of Braised Vegetables" was served on a plate and distributed.

"Dean, I have extra. I'll have one extra in the pot!

I gave it back to Belzevute in my heart.

How desperate is this big food demon?

"Thank you. Mr. Dean's food is delicious."

"You're welcome, Celia"

Celia really had too much misfortune in this case.

I don't think Garlock, who I admired, was very helpful in that way either.

I'd love it if it was some kind of dish that cheered me up a little bit.

Robbie had been stopping for a while, staring at Stew.

So, what, was it no good?

As I was concerned and watching how Robbie was doing, he slowly carried his stew with a spoon to his mouth.

Then I let loose my tears.

"Mr. Robbie?

Robbie wiped his own sights with his fingers, as if he had noticed since he was told.

"... I'm sorry. I remember a long time ago when my son and his wife used to eat handicrafts and liveliness. Totally... With all this old age, everyone could have passed away first"

Robbie made a grin on his seemingly uncomfortable face, then zeroed his tears again.

"I've felt the same no matter what I ate the last few years. But it's a really good stew. Thank you."

Then as the four of us were dining together, we heard a groan from the separate room.

Edda woke up.

I took my seat and hurried to her.

"Edda! Good..."

Edda woke up with a bitter look on her face and stared at me.

"Hey, what is this place? What happened?"

"Actually, we were supposed to have them hidden in the village."

"What? It's not what I figured out when it was going to be sold. Let's get out of here."

After saying so, Edda holds her abdomen down.

The wound must have been damaged.

"It's impotent. It's scratchy... and Odd should have pushed it to the limit."

Higher level humans originally heal trauma much faster than regular humans.

But still, there are limits.

It is also significant that Odd, the source of biological power, is exhausted.

Edda now shouldn't be able to continue her journey while fleeing the army very much.

"It's too dangerous. Originally the Narc tribe is used to travelling. Don't compare yourself to a weak, urban breeder like you."

"Not if you're being mean. I'm not just worried about Edda, I'm telling you because I'm counting on Edda. Garlock's gone, too. Me and Mani are no match for the magic captains."

"I'm not saying it willingly, I said I'm fine......!

"Damn Edda, isn't there something cute about waking up smelling stew? How hungry you are."

To Belzevute's words, Edda dyed her cheeks to the vermilion and shut her mouth, wrinkling between her brows.

"Hey Dean, lend it to me. I'll snap that appetite fool's blade."

"Why not?" If you are tired, you will be hungry, a natural dish! Proud, not to be ashamed!

"Please, Belzebute, I want to have a serious conversation with Edda. Shut up, will you?"

"What is it!? Dean, are you going to abandon your concubine until then!

At that time, there was a violent knocking on the door.

It was a pretty rough beating.

I put the Devil's Sword Belzella on the floor and blocked Edda's mouth with my hands.

"Mugu, Dean, you! What!"

"Be quiet, Edda. It could be bad."

It looked like Robbie headed outside and opened the door.

I hear multiple noises.

"What can I do for you?

"What can I do for you, not for you? Hey, Robbie, you know you've been staying with a traveling adventurer. Will you let me worship their faces for a second?

"It's too late, I'm asleep. Tomorrow."

"Then we'll just beat it up. You know what I mean, you, dude! If anything happens to you, it's not just the short ones ahead, we're in big trouble."

That's what the other guy said in a rough tone to intimidate Robbie.

I'm breathtaking.

The villagers.

Robbie said only a handful of people knew about the Romaburg case, but some of it must have leaked our story.

Originally, I heard that if anything were to happen because it is a small village, the story would soon spread throughout.