The Other World Dining Hall (WN)

There are terrible signs of Mossman breeding in the border fortifications near the border.

The news caused great disturbance to the Principality.

When Mossman bred and raided before, he moved the Principality's army to do nothing, but spent huge amounts of military money causing damage that could never be ignored.

Many soldiers and knights fell to poison and could not stand on the battlefield even if they survived, and the already 'contaminated' land turned into a dangerous place to destroy the body simply by entering.

Even more terrifying was the fact that some of the villages close to the place where Mossman originated were abandoned as soon as the monsters who preferred the "poison" lived there.

It was an event that, unlike an empire that obeyed the demons whose reason for each other still prevailed as barbaric and brutal as it was, remained bitter in the memory of the King as a threat to the unreasonable monster.

If we abandon it, there will be many more tragedies this time. But if you move your troops and crush them, they will cause more damage that you can't ignore.

Asked the wise men in the palace if there was any good way to prevent either, the king came up with a strange idea.

Mossman is vulnerable to the cold due to insect monsters. If you're an adult, if you haven't hatched yet, if you're young, you'll die in cold air that freezes everything.

Fortunately, I also know something that produces that kind of cold air. The northern tip of the far western continent.

The Elf's old magical runaway will forever connect the snow- and ice-covered cursed land to his forest.

If the magic of metastasis connects the two places, I learned a lot from the Great Sage Altruus.

... the problem is that 'she' was originally in a position where she could not speak to the national government.

Victoria, the Princess of the Principality's Witch, is the King's sister and disciple of the Great Sage Altrus.

It is a replacement child (change ring) born as a half-elf with a clean human parent named the former king and queen.

Now we're back in the Principality, in the lab of a tower on the corner of the castle, and for the royal family, in exchange for much more modest living and research expenses,

For the first time, she lived like a hidden person, bringing in the results of research.

As a king, I trust Victoria's strength. Because now that my father and mother have passed away, they are closer than anyone else.

If you're a talented, good teacher, and a sister who has a long youth and uses magic that you can't even think of yourself, you'll be right.

However, the Prince's hatred for the history and traditions of the Principality and, above all, for the half-elf, who destroyed the ancient kingdom, is not light enough to move everything on his own.

Whatever it is, it cannot be easily accepted.

... so a compromise was reached.

(I can't believe this is how we're going to meet again.)

Loretta, named after one of the court sorcerers of the Principality, saw her first childhood acquaintance in about twenty years in a carriage heading for the fort.

She wears three beautiful silver-haired knits, a robe soaked in powerful elf magic, and a hat that hides her ears so that she can't see the annoying ears.

She looks a little younger than Loretta's daughter, and she looks like a shy girl who's just grown up.

But what she is is is a characteristic ear, hidden behind her hat and hair, a little more pointed than a human.

... Loretta's childhood habit. He is Victoria, the sister of the king, who was his brother-in-law.

(The King asked me to do something for him...)

Loretta was born in the Principality from a lineage that had produced generations of court sorcerers, and at the same time a nobleman was a sorcerer.

After he had grown up and been recognized as a court sorcerer, he married and became a husband and son to succeed the house where only he, his daughter, remained, while studying magic.

Afterwards, I was busy teaching my children magic to study and work, and I was so distant.

Loretta was called directly to the prince, who is also a childhood friend, because of one request.

--- Destroy the flock of Moslems targeting the Principality near the border with a frozen snowstorm.

To that end, Rosetta Feiston, the female court sorcerer of the glorious Principality, is responsible for gathering the sorcerers and preparing a great deal of magic.

... and Pudding, a nomadic adventurer operating in the Principality, was hired to help him exercise his magic.

A magician whose identity is uncertain, but extremely powerful.

The person in charge this time is Loretta, and Pudding, who helps her, talks about buying all the money in consideration.

For Loretta, who introduced "Pudding" earlier, it is a farce in a double sense.

It seems that all the achievements and rewards will belong to Loretta and will remain on public records.

To keep track of Victoria's involvement in a series of incidents.

It's an honor to think about the house, and it's very welcome to learn about the powerful metastasis magic Loretta doesn't know about, but you can't just use childhood familiarity for that.

(Are you okay with that? Victoria)

I don't think I'm seeing Victoria reminding me of a time when I was still a girl who didn't know anything while I was shaken by a carriage, and I'm going to say that.

I'm sure he's convinced it was Victoria's own idea.

Victoria has been out of sight since she was an adult.

I met Loretta more than twenty years ago when I didn't even have my own child.

Since then, I have heard rumours that I learned magic from the court magic division chief at the time and showed my skill in magic that exceeded the court magic division chief in a year, or that I became an apprentice of the Great Sage Altruus of the Kingdom.

Perhaps Victoria is now a much better magician than Loretta, who is as talented as any magician in the court as any magician in general.

But it looks like the girl I remember seeing just before I was an adult.

What a rebellious reminder of my daughter these days, it looks like a child used to be good for bad adults.

... I don't like seeing and feeling that way when I used to be childhood friends, but it also seems like evidence that I'm old.

"Hey... Vi, Mr. Pudding"

"Victoria is fine. That's what Loretta used to call it."

Victoria responded to Loretta's words with a slight mood.

It's a naughty face that reminds me of being healthy as a boy when I was younger.

"... that's right. So, Victoria, how are you? Are you hurt or sick?

Yeah, this kid is the Victoria I know.

That's how Loretta naturally loosened her expression.

"Yeah, I miss not being able to make kids, but my nephew and niece are cute, and I think the study of magic is interesting and enriching. Loretta, where are you?

"I think I'm probably full, too. My husband is kind, and my children are starting to use a little magic. Well, it's a lot of trouble."

"Really?

"That's right. A nobleman, a court sorcerer, a mother. Don't bother."

"... I see. That sort of thing?"

"That's right. Everywhere we are, we're not just having so much fun. Sometimes it's like this."

They sigh at each other and then erupt.

And I kept talking until I got to the fort. To fill a gap of twenty years between each other.

We arrived at the fort, and the young knight who was still in charge of the fort (why didn't he ask the provisional name of Victoria? After meeting with them, they decided to fill out the details in the operation room.

"First, Mossman's nest is here. So here's the fort... there's an elf village to the south."

"When you get involved, it's troublesome. So where do you set up your magic team... around here?

Magic mediated by the magic team bounces up to the difference between effect time and power. It is very effective when crushing a monster's nest like this one.

"I knew it, but it's a lot more complicated. I need help from this fortified sorcerer, and I need an escort to avoid being attacked before I write it down."

"I don't know much about that area, so I'll leave it to you. Master can write it down with his own magic and hold it until it's activated in no time."

Victoria says she's done it, but only an elf or a legendary wise man can do it.

The higher the magic, the more complex and enormous it becomes. Looking at Victoria's prefabricated blueprints, it appears that the Magic Faction is as large as a small fountain.

There are many details that can't be written without some more magic, and it will take a few days to write them down.

"I can't help wanting what I don't have. It looks like there are a few military magicians in the fort, so let them help you."

"Yeah, I don't really get it, so... I'll handle it."

I know more about magic than most magicians, but Victoria has little knowledge of politics or military matters.

Perhaps my younger brother looked to the area and offered Loretta, a friend of his, who had also been involved in the politics and military affairs of the Principality as a court sorcerer.

I think so, Victoria.

Loretta was surprised inside as she packed the details.

(I knew you had talent...)

Victoria's explanation of the magic finish was difficult to fully understand even Loretta, the most educated court sorcerer in the Principality.

I somehow know that the explanation is correct, but the theory up to that point is beyond my common sense.

A novel and complex theory of the Great Sage. He is a disciple who understood it and is one of the best magicians and princess of the Principality to see across the continent.

Loretta once again finds out that Victoria has enough power to be called.

(So you're going to continue your research for more than a hundred years...)

I see, Loretta realizes that half an elf can be seen as a mixture of envy and jealousy among magicians.

We can't catch up in a double sense.

"... how did you know the northern tip of the western continent is connected to this magical formation? What do you know about Altrus?

"Yes, but... I actually went there. It was so cold, I thought I'd die."

When asked to put an end to the feelings of jealousy that had bubbled up in her heart, Victoria somehow frowned.

Apparently, it's a kind of memory I don't want to remember.

Huh?

"The western continent left a lot of elf's old legacy untouched and went to see it. Master's transfer magically took me to the land of the sand, and I traveled all the way to the north."

You're such an idiot. I thought so, but I reconsider.

As one of the four heroes of his youth, the Great Sage Altruus is said to have traveled all over the world with his people to defeat the demon king, who was still many at the time.

I have heard that it was Altrius's resurrection of metastasis that made this possible.

"Well, that's right... so have you looked around a lot?

"Yes. On the eastern continent, I went to the southern wetlands of the Empire, to the capital of the dead, and to the Red Dragons.

It's a very dangerous place, so I'm told not to go without my master. "

... Besides, it seems that my friend has been on an unexpected adventure for the past decade.

"... can you tell me more about it later?

"Of course."

That was when I nodded comfortably at Loretta's words.

Concom, I heard a bang on the door.

"Ah, I'm sorry. Master Pudding... the shopkeeper asked me for one thing. I have something to give you. Can I have a moment?

There is a man who sounds a little familiar from behind the door.

(I'm sure... oh, yeah. I'm entrusting you with this fortress... Heinrich, was it?

I must have been a young knight who greeted me when I came to this fort.

Something has changed... but I feel calm.

"Can I open it?

"Yeah."

Nodding to confirm Victoria, Victoria quickly opened the door.

Heinrich, a young blonde knight, stood there holding a white box, as expected.

"Uh, Pudding. I didn't expect you to come and help me. Thank you. This is a gift. Seasonal? I asked the store owner if this would be good."

Apparently it's a gift to Victoria. Aren't you familiar with this kind of hand? It's not too sharp.

(Oh... Victoria can't even put it in the corner.)

In other words, this Heinrich knight seems to know the magician Pudding somehow.

"It's a confectionery, so I want you to eat it."

"I know. Thank you."

But Victoria smiles when she receives the box that was offered to her.

"... hmm. Well, I did deliver it. I'll see you later."

Looking at that, Heinrich blushed his face a little and closed the door, making a sound of footsteps and leaving.

"... so what is it?

When Loretta waited to hear it, she asked Victoria.

"Pudding if recommended by the store owner. Egg sweets. Very, very delicious."

Victoria, who was just staring at the contents of the box, answered and thought for a moment and continued his words.

"... I didn't bring you a winter box today, so why don't you join me? Loretta"

A strange white box depicting the monster of a dog with wings.

It seems that there are "pudding" sweets in it that are drifting freely.

(Or pudding...)

With that in mind, I see a friend who is now under the pseudonym "Pudding", a wandering adventurer magician.

I thought it was appropriate because there was no pudding in the language of the Principality, but apparently it came from here.

"No way... I didn't think Heinrich would notice this place."

And when we look at the exchange earlier, Victoria and Heinrich seem to know each other and not to have much to do with it.

I don't know where I made such a connection with the young knight, who is still in his twenties and rarely goes up to the castle, and the forty year-old princess, who doesn't appear on the front page.

A box is carefully opened in front of Loretta, who is thinking like that.

"It's delicious. Pudding"

There are two clear glass bottles in the box, a white one that I'm not sure about. And I see something in the material that I've never seen before.

In words, the food in the vitreous bottle is called pudding.

Victoria handed something to Loretta.

"Is this... a key? What are they made of?"

Loretta, who received it naturally and observed what it looked like in the magician's habit, leaned her neck.

I know it is a key for eating that pudding. Made a lot smaller, it's just the right size to squeeze up the contents from that little bottle.

But I have no idea why it is made.

(This transparency is glass, crystal... but it would have been colder.)

The spoon does not feel as heavy or cold as glass or crystal, while it is completely transparent enough to see through the through.

It is much lighter than a spoon made of wood. At least nothing resembled Loretta's knowledge.

"... why is this made?

"I don't know. My master asked the store owner before and said it was made of plastic."

... a substance I've never heard of.

Victoria takes out the main theme of the day, laughing a little funny at Loretta, who is deepening her confusion.

It's in a glass bottle.

"This is pudding... if it's only for autumn season, maybe Montblanc pudding"

Victoria gives her loved sweets to her friends.

Pudding?

Wasn't that a Victoria pseudonym?

I accept it without thinking so.

(This is the first food I've seen....)

Packed in a clear glass bottle, it was found that the layers were neatly divided from the side.

The bottom of the bottle is black, and the yellow part on top of it makes up the majority of the bottle, and there is something brown on top of it.

(They seem to be eating deliciously as usual....)

There's no doubt Victoria will be okay to eat.

Victoria eats very, very delicious.

Looking at it, I found nature and appetite.

(It's hard. Would you like one?)

A magician who doesn't understand the world from the beginning is curious.

I have more curiosity than anyone else with Loretta.

Quickly, learn from Victoria, remove the paper that covered the bottle, and open the lid.

(I don't smell anything in particular.)

Confirm the smell lightly and pour a spoon over the brown area.

Apparently on the yellow part below it, it seems to be mixed with some tree nuts.

On top of it is a white thing like fresh snow.

The arranged shape certainly made me feel that a full-time cook was involved.

(... nh)

After a brief observation, it is transported to the mouth and the rich cream flavor spreads over the tongue.

Sweet cream with a slightly powdery tannin characteristic of nuts.

Sweeteness is weaker than the sweets I usually taste, but I know the taste of the nuts well.

(Oh, this is marrone.)

Loretta thought a little about the flavour and realized it was marrone.

Did you carefully crush it and mix it with sugar? It had a smooth taste and this cream alone was delicious enough.

After tasting it thoroughly, apply your hands to the yellow area below it.

(Strange feeling)

The yellow part is eggs and milk. Although it is not liquid, it is very soft and easily collapses.

Compared to metal and wood spoons, brittle plastic spoons slip in.

Now I lift up the yellow part and carry it to my mouth.

(Nh. Soft, cold... I wonder if sweetness is modest.)

Eat it and examine it on your tongue.

The sweetness is strong and firm. Softness enough to collapse in your mouth without having to bite is going to become a habit.

(Ingredients are eggs, milk, sugar. I feel like I'm adding crushed marrone to this fragrance.)

I see, I know the ingredients. Speaking of which, recently there have been some egg confectioneries in court cuisine called "Your Favorite", is that it?

I know where it comes from.

"... the pudding part is also delicious, but if you eat Montblanc pudding with the cream above, it is delicious.

And then there's the caramel below. "

... follow Victoria's lead on pudding confectionery, now put pudding on a spoon and cream decorating the pudding, and carry it to your mouth.

"... well. It's a lot different."

I am even touched by the fact that both the good things that I ate earlier were brought out.

A cream that suppresses the sweetness with just a little tannin is received by sweets with a soft egg flavor and sweetness.

Then the wonder and marrone flavor spreads, as does the sweet aroma of the herbs used in the pudding.

A confectionery that eats two things at the same time. Bottled, too.

(Really, strange sweets)

With that in mind, he did not stop his hand, and the spoon digged into the contents of the pudding and hit the bottom.

"Oh... there's something black in the back..."

As soon as the spoon breaks through the pudding, a strong black brown juice springs up from the cut.

A black juice overflowing to stain the bottom of the hole that was punctured.

(What kind of juice is this bottom part...?

Loretta puts the tip of the spoon in the juice and licks the juice.

The juice seems to be based on sugar, and the sweetness is especially strong among the previous ones. But it contains a slight amount of suffering without hiding it.

(It's sweet but bitter...? Could it be something that scorched the sugar juice?

Thinking for a moment, Loretta got the right answer.

It is not strange to say that it is a failure if it is a normal sweet. But...

(Surprisingly delicious... with pudding)

When combined with a pudding with only a gentle sweetness, the sugar juice showed another appeal.

The soft flavor of the pudding suppresses the strong sweetness of the brown juice, and thanks to the strong sweetness of the brown juice, the flavor of the pudding is also emphasized.

This brown juice and pudding go very well together.

"How did it go...?

Loretta smiles bitterly as she stares at Victoria, who seems to have been looking at herself since she finished eating.

The trust that you will find delicious in your eyes and the anxiety that it will be unacceptable.

"It was delicious. Very much."

So Loretta answers honestly.

"Great. I thought Loretta would know, but she was right."

Victoria smiles with relief.

Make Victoria's smile uneasy from now on.

I'm sure Mossman's extermination will work.

Loretta was so sure.