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

"Yes, chef! Feed the rest...!

His Majesty King Bellangaia Marinocerese walked over to the large plate he had placed on the table himself when he took his seat impatiently.

There are three large plates in total.

A simple dish of "Deep-fried Potatoes" fried in a tight color. There are two spice powders covered, each of which has been seasoned differently.

This dish traces and creates an image of the confectionery I was eating in my "distant memory", based on the local cuisine of Riola's home village of Tibalagi.

Spice was studied by Manuferno and Spiano, who made a difference in taste.

"Beware, Your Majesty. The dish... regardless of your own will, your fingers will move, but the late!

Step back from His Majesty the King, the Chef advances. The fingertips of the crocodile and trembling right hand shine with the oil of 'thin fried potatoes'.

The "thin fried potatoes" that were served on the first plate have already been reduced to about half.

Chef Heroben Segare began to eat both the poison and the taste, but he threw it into his mouth and couldn't stop it.

"Hahahaha......! Excellent. If you, the head chef, say so much, you'll have plenty of time. However……, the rest is also a gastronomer who has enjoyed many dishes around the world. Can you take away the rest of your mind so easily... I'm really looking forward to it. Lord Grecas the Wise."

"I'm afraid so. Does it suit His Majesty the King's mouth...... Enjoy."

His Majesty lifted one piece of 'thin fried potatoes' with a silver fork in his hand. He then looks at the shades, confirms the sung sung and the fragrance, and finally transports them to his mouth.

Pfft... Pfft.

"... mmm..."

The dining room at the Polerissa Mansion quieted down as Shin......

Carry another one to your mouth to make sure. Taste the texture, close your eyes, and make sure it tastes like potatoes.

But in a sense of urgency, the first person to open his mouth was Larna.

"Oh, the king cried, Dace?

"... Huh?

I see the face of His Majesty the King with haste at the words. Then...

The king was weeping.

Poirot, Poirot is spilling tears and shaking his shoulders.

"Hey, what the hell...... in front of the rest of you, there's a vast earth and sea... I can see it!

"Yeah, yeah!? Your Majesty!?

The chef screams his eyes black and white. Polerissa sitting face-to-face is also stubbornly solidified.

"This deprives my eyes and tongue of the unexpectedness of appearance and texture, but the only thing that maximizes the flavour of this potato is the deep-fried oil of the vegetable species! Simple saltiness… this maximizes the flavor! Besides... this is... this salt is uhh! Marinocerese salt......!

His Majesty the King dropped the fork and began eating 'thin fried potatoes' directly with his hands.

"It's on the left, Your Majesty. The land of Tibalagi and the sea of Marino Serese. It is in this flavour that two were born."

I lift stullies and glasses at my fingertips.

"Simply seemingly, what is ultimate about this...! Fantastic!"

"I know it's delicious, but I exaggerate it."

"So much for tears..."

"Shh! That's okay! Because it's this kind of nori!

Hemperoza and Spiano, which are bossy and spicy things, but this is what a culinary confrontation is all about.

"And the other plates taste different?

"Yes, it's in the southerly spice flavors and the 'blue' covered ones"

His Majesty the King reaches out to the other plates, each to taste.

"- This is so exciting...! Complex flavors of spices, depth and aftertaste… everything is calculated and made! Makes you feel the passion of the South! Excellent."

Those are all kinds of herb potatoes made with spiano.

"And this blue powder... smells like Iso! Is this' blue flavor '?!? This is a nostalgic and familiar flavour for our marinoserese people! Ha, I like it!

"We are here to celebrate the friendship and goodwill of our country and your country Marino Serese"

"Ohh...... Ohh! I'm so glad to hear it! That was brilliant, sage Grecas!

"Thank you."

Huh, and thank you lightly.

"Come on, you guys don't hesitate to eat!

The second plate, the third plate and His Majesty the King of Marino Serese, who reaches out and expresses the emotion of taste throughout his body. For the most part, the king himself exhorts the Polelissa family and us to eat too.

"Damn, what magical taste is it? Which... isn't it delicious?

Square glasses thing Polerissa was half-hearted at first too, but when she ate one she lifted her eyebrows and roughed her nose as soon as she ate it.

And your wife said, "Well!?" and I can't hide my surprise.

"You! Tell me how to make this! Because I'll let my wife make it!

"Oh, yeah, yes!

You liked it too much, let alone the end of asking Riola.

"Oh, really, delicious"

"You have a good texture!

The pair of golem manipulators, reluctantly eating with a tiny mouth, also seemed to like it.

"Oops! I forgot my job because I was distracted by Lord Grecas' cooking. We have to get ready for dessert!

A large chef rushes out of the room with both cheeks swollen with potatoes.

"Relief. Sounds like you've managed to do well."

"Right, even for a moment I could take my heart. I guess that means it worked. The idea of Manuferno's" Blue Flavor "was good, too."

"Problem. I don't like blue on my teeth."

"Oh, you're definitely following me"

I had a laugh with Manuferno.

The circle of smiles widens. Riola is relieved by the way the luncheon has been restored to soothing.

"Brother Gu, please eat!

"Right. Hmm, delicious... polypoly, ah... what is it? It tastes nostalgic."

"Do you miss it? I have a new flavour."

Riola licks the salt on her fingertips with a pepper and a small tongue tip.

"No, that's okay. I'm sure he's misremembered."

Shakushaku, polypoly and a light tongue feel nostalgic. And why would you want to eat this asexually with chopsticks?

Whatever.

Thus the luncheon culinary battle closed.

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Continued