The Other World Dining Hall (WN)

Thomas, an adventurer from the kingdom, was amazed at its wonderful flavor.

(What the hell!? How delicious!?

The sweet... I used a lot of Marone. That was a big departure from what Thomas knew as a sweet.

A brightly yellow, lustrous grain of marone, sweetly simmered to the core, put on top.

It collapses and dissolves in your mouth. Perhaps like a yarn covering the whole where Marone is an ingredient.

Something white hidden beneath it that tastes like milk that is soft and melts sweetly everywhere.

And laid under it, like soft, sweet bread in light yellow.

A confection that has been made into one that is likely to sufficiently work as a noble confection in any one of these days.

The soft sweetness melts in my mouth and disappears, making me want another bite unexpectedly.

And if you repeat that, it will quickly disappear from the top of the plate.

"Whoa! Demonic lady! Give me another one of these Mont Blancs!

"Yes, please wait a moment!

I have to do another interaction that I've already repeated twice.

And while waiting for the next one to come, Thomas thinks, keeping his back in a comfortable chair.

(When I received the request, I thought it was strange to find 3,000 pieces of silver coins for one sweet...)

Well, that would convince me of that broken reward.

(This guy thanks the maid-headed granny, right)

Carelessly Thomas thanks the maid head for saying he was called to heaven last winter.

Yes, because if she hadn't kept a secret about this place, Thomas wouldn't have been asked to work for 3,000 silver coins, learned about the existence of this store, or eaten this treat called Mont Blanc...

- I want you to find something.

Caught in the reward of 3,000 pieces of silver coins, the request was received by Thomas, the King's Capital adventurer, a "searcher", which happened 10 days ago now.

The city is about 3 days from Wang Du by carriage and foot.

To the east of the city stands a well-maintained marone tree, a city that has flourished with tons of marones to harvest in the fall.

The majority of the maroons used for baked and boiled maroons that go out at this time in the King's Capital were taken in this city and, in a sense, an indispensable city for the kingdom.

Eleanor, the wife of the lord of this city, who is more often called 'City of Marone' because of such origins or than the original name of the city.

... substantial city ruler in relation to his husband, the current lord, being his son-in-law.

That was the client this time.

"So, then the..."

"Yes, I want you to find some sweets made with marone."

Unexpectedly doubted his ears. To confirm Thomas, Eleanor nodded with a glossy smile in his mid-20s in such a colour that he did not think he would have a child.

Apparently, I mean it.

(Are you serious? 3,000 silver coins for sweets)

Upon learning about it, Thomas gave a small, surprising voice.

The beginning of the matter is the maid head, a veteran among the veterans who have served this house since Eleanor's grandfather's time.

She has been buying great sweets from somewhere in the fall with Marone, the city's specialty, and offering them to her husband.

It was such a wonderful treat that all the confections so far were sumptuous that it quickly captivated the Lords, including Eleanor.

And I've been looking forward to this time of year.

"When the person died, I didn't know how I was getting it," he said.

"Yeah. That's right. I've done my best to find it."

From what I hear, the maid's head was pretty old. I thought I caught a cold in the winter, so I was quickly summoned to heaven.

Says it was just a few days of events.

Well, I can't help it. When a human dies, we just have to break it off that it's something that dies lightly.

The problem is that the secret she had was buried in her grave as a secret as it was.

Serving the Lordship for many years, with no close-knit intimacy, she ended up spending her entire life being single and without children.

He didn't even know where she was getting that treat, either, the maid head she had been raising to succeed herself with her eyes hanging for some years.

At first, I thought Eleanor would be available as soon as it was in season.

Anyway, the confectionery is made with plenty of Marone, a specialty of this city.

Even though it draws a line with ordinary confectionery, it's definitely seen as made by the craftsmen of this city.

That is why, in the autumn and in the season in which the confectionery comes out, Eleanor uses his power to check with the people of the city about the confectionery…

It turns out that no one knows how the deceased maid's head got the confection.

"I see, so I... do me a favor"

"Yeah. That's right. Now that Giselle is dead, look for Mont Blanc, a treat that has become no longer an illusion. And for the prosperity of the city."

Yes, the confectionery… Eleanor is not the only one who wants Mont Blanc because he wants to eat it.

Mont Blanc had become quite famous as a charming treat that could only be eaten in this city as a result of trying to behave to a special guest.

Major merchants, even high priests and king capitals, who serve the God of Light, who boasts the largest number of followers on the eastern continent, a sweetheart nobleman who went out of his way to visit the city in search of that enchanting treat where he heard it at the end.

Occasionally in this time of year, those who do not visit a country town where there is nothing to see except Marone, if it is normal, come for Mont Blanc.

The fact that even though it is one sweet thing, they cannot be asked to provide it is not a problem as a lord of this city, and most importantly, what they bring in consideration is great.

Therefore, even if you are prepared to spend some money, I would like to make sure that you even know how to get Mont Blanc again.

… For this reason he purposefully sent up to King's Capital, and even prepared a reward of 3,000 pieces of silver coins, and invited Thomas.

"... ok. Let's take it on."

Hearing the story, Thomas accepted the request with pleasure.

Thomas is an adventurer who was originally better at investigating this hand than at battle… he is a former treasure hunter.

My eyes got worse because of the overuse, and Treasure Hunter, who is asked for fine moves, couldn't go on, but another technique developed by Thomas...... his knowledge and understanding of treasure hunting hasn't faded yet.

Adventurers who specialize in investigation, not battle.

That is Thomas now.

"I'll take care of it. I'll make sure to find that Mont Blanc treat."

Thomas then embarked on an investigation. That is what happened eight days ago.

Day 3 when Thomas received the request.

"After all, no one knows, or..."

Thomas sighed as he threw the roasted marone into his mouth, which at this time of year would also go out in the king's capital.

Naturally, it was difficult to find Mont Blanc.

Originally, basic listening...... it had already been done by the Lords where the maid head was getting Mont Blanc and it had already been confirmed that no one knew.

Thomas also tried to ask again, but the results (they were all cooperative because they were tattooed by the lord) were still not there.

On the contrary, it was the end of what the city's leading men told me: 'Let me know when you know where Mont Blanc came from'.

(Damn, nobody knows... conversely, was the maid-headed grandmother getting Mont Blanc in a way that nobody in the city knew)

Second, I realize that.

Normally, it should have been quite difficult for a maid head to get 'Mont Blanc' without any other inhabitants knowing it.

First of all, I can't make my own. The maid's head could have been made if it was as simple as cooking, but there is no skill to make confectionery that even professional craftsmen can't make.

If you'd made such sweets at home in the first place, you wouldn't be illusory by now.

Besides, being a maid head who had served the Lords for years, she was well known to the inhabitants of the town for her face.

I wouldn't even say kids know, but at least if you're an adult who grew up in this city, you've probably seen a shadow in the back of generations once.

If you'd been out of town, you'd have noticed. Not to mention the box I was putting Mont Blanc in...

If only we had a rare substitute for a box with winged dog demons written on it, made of bright, empty paper.

That's why Thomas realizes the possibility.

(I mean, where the maid head got Mont Blanc... in the mansion, huh?

The conclusions drawn from the information gathered so far have become somewhat odd, but I can only assume so.

It's no wonder she was anywhere inside the mansion when she was partitioning the work of the house.

It is also considered a substitute that she can only get once every seven days, since she says that it was mostly once every seven days that she offered Mont Blanc to her husband.

(that the Lords, including Eleanor, had refused several times every seven days even though they had asked them to make other offerings)

If I thought about it and asked the maids working in this mansion, I could see the strange words and actions of the maid's head.

The toys that Eleanor used at an early age and the dresses she wore as a girl were housed, in storage.

Although cleaning regularly, the maid head visited the place on a regular basis, which was rarely used on any other business.

He said, 'Sometimes I feel like hitting memories with my lady because I'm old,' but too often.

(Definitely. That's where Mont Blanc came from)

Thomas was a veteran treasure hunter.

His inquiry was telling him where the treasure was.

Then I looked around the room three times a day, which I found suspicious beside the investigation… I discovered a black, magical door with a cat painting on the fifth day.

"Dude... what the hell?

It certainly didn't exist until yesterday, Magic Door.

That was what appeared in the storage.

"Think normally, this door is where it comes from,"

Only think for a little while.

Decided, Thomas put his hand on the door...... open.

The door opens with the sound of a light bell saying chillin 'chillin'.

"Oh, there you are. You came to the store early enough."

What spreads ahead is a strange room you've never even seen.

A middle-aged man who was cleaning the room with a demonic girl in clothes with long and daring legs...... the owner of this store speaks out loudly to Thomas.

"Oh, hey...... uh, do you have any sweets here called 'Mont Blanc'?

"Is it Mont Blanc?... Could it be that you know Mr. Gisele?

A shopkeeper asks about a regular cake-loving thing that he hasn't seen in the last six months or so, to a customer inquiry he shouldn't have done before.

"... I've never seen your face in person."

Definitely. This is where the mysterious Mont Blanc comes from.

Thomas was convinced of the success of his work and smiled.

And Thomas ordered Mont Blanc and found out that it tasted like a rumor, and about this place, The Different World Dining Room.

Thomas, who ate four Mont Blancs conveniently and was very satisfied and asked to take them home, thinks.

(Well... I fulfilled the request, but I had a little something.)

This wonderful treat probably never goes into Thomas's mouth again.

If you report it along with a souvenir, you'll leave the mansion in exchange for a reward, and you can't possibly tell me to let you use it and let me use it.

(Well, is there a way to do it...)

That's why Thomas is secretly determined.

As I sit in this shop, I come knocking at the door, eating a variety of dishes of thought, ranging from nobility to common people to demons and demons, all sorts of guests.

At least there's definitely a 'door' to this number of guests.

(Let's see what we can find...)

It may also be near the guide king's capital.

With that in mind.

"Thank you for waiting! 6 Montblancs, brought!

"Oops."

Thomas receives confectionery with a value of 3,000 silver coins in exchange for three silver coins, the price of 10 Montblancs ordered so far.