"Lobster? I'll sit in the oven and garlic butter grill.
As Adelina and Zarg brought food to the fearful table, Massal was reopening to focus on conversations with the gods.
"Say you weren't there, what kind of god is Master Magialus?
"Uh... he's an unusual researcher who looked like a dwarf or a rare lover. Was it Gezigezi who showed up in the example Bazelarka? These days, I've been passionate about dissecting that creature.
"Heh, did you figure something out?
"After all, as you can imagine, it wasn't very good… it wasn't originally in this world...
"Masaru! This garlic butter grill is delicious! Look, ahhh."
"!?... hey... ahhhhhhhh... yummy! Eat Ira too, they'll eat it all.
Victinious seems to be obsessed with lobsters because he hasn't heard anything at all. Masaru and Ira smile bitterly and begin to get their hands on the meal as well.
"I'll sit you down with a Lukokokoko and Gizami salad.
"Huh! This is delicious too!
"The herbal dressing fits you very well.
I hear a loud voice coming from the edge of my desk so as to smash a very neat atmosphere.
"Hey, Masal! Why aren't you making booze! When I say delicious food, alcohol will accompany you!
"Dear Wychett Blorum... where I come from, liquor brewery is really something that artisans do, not something that ordinary people get their hands on.
"Why!?
"Because brewing alcohol at least 1% alcohol under the Brewing Act would be illegal.
"You're not guilty of booze!
"Covert liquor is a sin!
A little Wychett Blorum didn't seem to have enough barley, fruit, or honey in the city here… mostly in alcohol.
"Masal...... please stop yelling at God in front of everyone... because I think I can handle it under stress...
Adelina with a sad face pissed me off.
"He's pissed at me!
Wychett Blorum pointed at his finger and laughed... Massal, who turned back silently, shook his fist down as much as he could.
Goh!!
The blunt sound makes the venue quiet.
"".................. hehe hehe.
My gaze gathers in the voices of Victinius and Islasephila, who began to laugh in silence.
".........................................................................................................................
Whichette Blorum with fist bone eaten head to gobble the ground and roll painful. Adelina is whitening her face as she puckers her mouth. Zag carries the next dish while pretending not to see it.
"It's lobster gratin and a thick bouillabaisse.
"Be careful, Victinius and Ira, because Gratin's cheese is hot.
"" Ha ~ i ""
"... I thought you were going to die.
"Is that how God dies?... or die?
"Even God will die. We live forever, but it's not like we live infinite hours in the sense that it's far and eternal.
"Well, I was exaggerating when I thought Wychett Blorum was going to die earlier, but God would bleed if he stabbed me, and poisoning would be possible, right? It's not easy then, though.... Masal! They're not eating mine. They're eating! I ate too. Go!
Gods and people were changing dishes because of the laborious work involved, but Victinious, who noticeably spotted crab cream croquettes, shouted.
"... Whoa, whoa. Adelina, bring the crab cream croquette, and Zag, it's time for you to serve the pasta.
… a facade that is not suitable for seriousness anywhere.
"Whoa, Masal! It's an emergency!
All of a sudden, he stops eating at the Zelafitis, who shouted his seat. Together we pay attention...
"......... hey, you guys keep eating.
I care about Pekopeko and the gelafitis that bow my head, and pretend to eat them all, but I feel my consciousness is well gathered… I can't help it, this is a declaration of God's emergency.
"Zelafitis... that's stupid.
Slashed away with a spicy word of Sylphanus. The poisonous tongue of Lorielph's beautiful girl seems to have somehow struck Zelafitis with a blow to the synagogue.
"You're not really awake to the Loricon attribute...... wait a minute. Atmospheric control... now that we've created the air curtain, we can't hear the conversation over there.
The sound is the vibration of the air, so creating an extremely thin layer of air interfered with the vibration… it is fundamental to preventing eavesdropping. I wanted to take it to a vacuum, but it's dangerous, and I folded it around here as effective enough.
"So, what is it? In your own words, Croquette doesn't even come with pasta!
"Viktinias...... I'll make you croquettes and pasta whenever you want, so let me talk to you. So, Zelafitis... what's an emergency?
"... the presence of Maggialuus is disappearing.
Breathtaking gods together.
"I mean... what is this all about?
"Magialus means he's dead.
"Huh?............... what do you mean???
Masaru on the boulder was also too contingent to understand the content of the story for a while.