The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

- Search Magic (Ggol) ……!

I inspired magic while being rocked in the carriage room (cabin).

The purpose is to explore what the king of marinoserese usually eats.

"Hmm...... ho ho?

Fortunately, the chef who works in the kitchen of Marino Serese Royal Palace seemed like a mammoth figure. Numerous cooking notes, recipes, etc. were immediately found in a carefully written table of contributions.

The enormous variety of dishes that were eaten in the court, their names and the ingredients used, brighten up one after the other.

"Brother Gu, no?

"Riola, give me a minute. Because I'll magically do a lot of research."

"... Yikes!

Sitting next to him, Riola looks at the glowing 'Magic Window' with her tiny eyes gleaming.

As a matter of fact, Riola is one of the few people I see using Search Magic (GOAL) to gain knowledge.

Because Iola and Riola, twin brothers and sisters, inspired magic in front of them the day they first visited The Sage's Hall.

Of course, to the eyes of Iola and Riola, who had no magical powers, it would only have looked like a "blurry, glowing magical window". In fact, fragments of this kind of information that appear as video don't make much sense just this. The corner is now filled with the Magic Fixture for Slide Projection (Magina Projector), and the magic of photographing footage is not uncommon.

However... the true value of "Search Magic (Ggol)" comes from here.

"Meti, I want to extract and analyze information. I'm sorry I'm sleepy, but I was wondering if you could help me."

"... cheap for you, sage Grecas"

Calling, a fairy crawled out with Mozomozo out of a gap in the literary book that had made him sneak inside the cloak of the wise man, eventually jumping into the room (cabin) with Fuwari.

Soft, golden hair dances and feathers on the back emit phosphorescence.

"Mr. Riola, give me your hand for a moment... if you'll excuse me"

"Wah...! Fairy (Meti)."

Leprechaun Metius sits down a little over the hand that Riola offered to soak up the water. They say when you put a fairy in your hand, it feels like 'light hyoko' or 'warm cotton wool'.

"All right, I'm putting together a magic ceremony, so I want Metti to do the tally and the stats."

"Would you like just the type of food?

"Wash out all the dish names associated with 'imo' from the information. And then I want you to put together the cooking names, frequency, and cooking methods used by imo"

"I get it. But... isn't it true that the king wasn't always eating in court?

A witty fairy (Meti) who shares her magical wisdom finds a good place.

"That doesn't seem to worry me. From what I've seen, the Chef of the Royal Palace (...) seems to be hearing from his accompanying squire what His Majesty ate when he ate out. I still have some notes to write."

Separate another window (window) from the window (window) that displays the results of the search magic (google).

"Well! Then there's no problem. The chef won't be offering the same dedication the next day."

"I guess that's how it is"

Moreover, it seems to be a tradition of historical chefs, and the record has existed for decades. That is the record that seems likely from the days of our predecessor King Marinoserese.

- Combine extraction terminology (select), conditional terminology (fair) and aggregation terminology (agri)...... superdrive (accelerator)!

By adding a further conditional sentence to "search magic (Gogol)" in this manner, it is possible to narrow it down to only the detailed and necessary information. The extracted information accumulates in a separate window (subwindow) in the Tactics Display. And then Metti tallies, quantifies, graphs me.

"Now let's keep working until we get to the hall"

Copy that, sage Grecas.

While doing so, I finished the tally in roughly twenty minutes.

Eventually the carriage that carried us arrived at the Sage's Hall, which was parked beside the "enclave" on the outskirts of the city.

I thank you and give you the silver coin as a chip. I couldn't even detect a bug or a magic detection trap, just in case. Well, even if you were eavesdropping on conversations and words, it would just have sounded like you were "culinary rigging".

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The Sage's Hall was deserted because everyone was paying for it.

It is finally red coloured, illuminated by the sunset that sets across the sea.

At the garden tip, "Full" and "Blurb" made him stare like a gatekeeper.

"Thank you for your security. I'll give you magic later."

"Full"

"Bullshit."

Otherwise, you were enjoying the warm southern winds and light, and the museum slime is moving with mozo everywhere.

"Ya!"

"Yah!?

"Cu......!

"Ha, you guys too..."

A highly combative turn-a-slime or a subspecies of made-slime (...) with bad toxicity also seems to be lurking in the grass at the garden tip. Even if a thief comes for the purpose of vandalizing the hall, this won't make you feel like stepping in. I'm rather worried that the white-boned thief isn't rolling around.

"Oh? The fireplace's not out..."

"Oh, I've been away for a while."

Entering the living room dining room, there were slight signs of warmth and fire. Riola wondered and went to see the fireplace and raised her voice low.

"Ah! Look, Brother Gu, no!

"Hmm?"

When I saw it, I came across two house slimes carrying firewood (maki) on my head.

"... cu"

"Olar!"

When I go in front of the fireplace, I jump up and throw in all the ayes.

"Looks like you were giving me a turn to fire...... Clever kids."

"Hmm, isn't it evolving?

Now, let the hall fly. Five minutes will be enough for the private beach at the Polerissa Mansion.

It was decided that dinner would be served in a restaurant, and everyone is in the process of playing on a private beach stained with sunset.

Just a little time, but let's work out the operation here with Metti and Riola.

"Sage Grecas, now would you like to see the results of the statistics?

"Oh, yeah."

At first we considered the range of extraction of the data to be about the last three years, but in order to be complete, we decided to explore the list of contributions (...) over the last thirty years until the king was born and became conscious (...).

A vast amount of contribution tables and their records. Looking at them, they seem to be eating a lot of dishes just because they are royal on boulders, but if you look at them chronologically, many are eating them repeatedly. Always every day, not everything new and special. There are many things that I usually eat that are simple and nutritious.

However, if commemorative events, welcoming ceremonies, etc. are held, they will be hands-on as soon as possible.

The cuisine for the ceremony ranges from the Methanostat-style "meat dishes seasoned with butter and wine" to dishes made with a wealth of seafood from the Kingdom of Marino Serese tradition.

It takes a day to look at a huge amount of material one at a time, but by extracting the necessary information and aggregating and taking statistics in this way, we can also capture the approximate trend.

"Ho...... His Majesty the King seems quite a gastronomer."

"But you also know your preferences and trends."

Even though the head chef thinks about dedication, he naturally has instructions and hopes from the king himself.

"If you try this, you seem to prefer simple flavored dishes. Many dishes sautéed fish, vegetable soup dishes. And when you eat meat dishes, on the contrary, you seem to prefer spice rich flavors."

"Wow...... so far do you get it!?

Riola sees the results of my magical work with Metius and turns her eyes round.

"Ah. But this magic thing is my secret with Riola. You shouldn't tell anyone, should you?

"Absolutely."

As I let my fingers rest firmly on my lips, Kokoku and Riola nod with a serious face. It rocks her soft chestnut forehead but looks very happy with her expression.

"Some dishes were made with 'potatoes' that could be picked at the heart of the Tibalagi. You eat soup ingredients, pie ingredients, stir-fried ingredients, and steamed imo once a month."

"Hmm? You're never the star."

"Is Oimo only a sidekick?

"This is a rare dish that the King has never eaten, but also with potatoes....... hmm. That's hard. I mean, I don't know because I don't eat your food..."

Arm like trouble as the fairy Metius floats in the air of the hall's living room dining room. But he woke up somewhere sleepy earlier, so he went back into the book. I'm rubbing my eyes like I'm sleeping.

"You can rest now, Meti."

"Sweet for your words"

Metius returned to the inner pocket of the cloak of sage hung on the wall. He sleeps in one of his favorite literature books lately.

The sun setting beyond the horizon can be seen over the glass window. Me and Riola are sitting on the couch in front of the living room dining fireplace.

"It doesn't make sense that you can't cook when you think about uncommon dishes."

"Something unusual...... So what about" Ice Cream of Potatoes "?

"Ha, Riola, that's a good idea too"

I only worked at the Tingil Ice Store and it's not a bad idea to call it a sweet route.

"But it doesn't look delicious"

Riola laughs bitterly and immediately takes down her ideas.

"Indeed. Simply something strange, even if it's too rare. I get a rejection."

"Right"

"Well, let's all prototype later. There was a potato in the grocery warehouse, wasn't there?

"Yes, about two boxes from Tibalagi. But... I still can't cook like a king would be surprised..."

When I held Riola's hand with an anxious expression, my soft hand shook back as I relied on it. On second thought, it's just me and Riola in the hall right now.

"It's okay. Actually, I have a good idea. The tip is... what I ate in your hometown."

"Hometown......?

"Yes."

The dish in "Distant Memories" on my roll... recreates the "flavor of memories" of the other world. That should be the dish the king hasn't eaten yet.

Apparently, I see an equation for victory.

"Um... Brother Gu, no. You've never been alone before."

"I was thinking the same thing"

Unexpectedly, Riola's eyes fever, instantly.

"I, Brother Gu, am glad that we don't have secrets together."

"Me too, Riola."

Gently hold Riola in front of the flame of the rocking fireplace. Soft body temperature, sweet aroma, and southern-like heat transmitted from overlapping lips.

For a while, the blue and red remnants lit lightly outside the window.

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Continued