The Other World Dining Hall (WN)

A wind that smells strange and a large, large fountain that spreads to the present.

"Whew..."

Alice, the daughter of an elf born from the parents of a half-elf, raised her loose voice between them to such a sight that she had never imagined since birth.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the ocean, but it's still huge"

Its Alice master and guardian, Elf, Faldania, also remembers seeing the sea first and breaks his face in the sea, which will be since he traveled with his family roughly fifty years ago.

"Nevertheless, at last, the sea"

Faldania has been flying out of the village as well as running away for over a year. In the meantime he came through the forest capital, the capital of the elves inhabited by his father's old friends, and the half-elves serving elf bean stews, the woods where he picked up Alice, as well as countless human cities and villages, where he had spent several days searching for secrets.

I've fought demons in the meantime, and I almost got fooled by bad people. I have temporarily worked with adventurers to imitate adventures and have been hired to work.

They weren't there about fifty years ago, when my mother was still alive, when my family traveled all the way to this town with the sea for a year, and Faldania thinks it would have gotten on the journey again.

And Alice, the elf toddler I picked up on that journey.

In order to look like an adventurer, a robe is worn by a human magician, and a cape is woven, but on his face, a young man of thirty years of age floats (although some people are blind to mistake Alice for the 'sister' of Faldania), and he does not appear to be able to withstand a very long journey.

Regardless, I'm not going to take much more time with Faldania than once it was a purposeful journey, but if old memories are certain, this port town should have been lonely because of its proximity to the battlefield where the battle against the Demons continued until this time, and for that matter it could have been calm.

(Oh, is that why you brought me here)

Fifty years later, he realizes what his father and his dead mother had in mind and laughs bitterly.

The serenity is just right for Alice, who only knows about her little village in her hometown, to learn the world.

I'm sure they both thought so and chose it as a town that would bring in Faldania, who was only an eighty year old.

Let's go.

"Yeah!"

In response to such Faldania, Alice answers loudly and clearly, pointing a young smile at Faldania that she has recently begun to show.

My beloved father and mother died and helped Alice, who was lost in the woods, to bring me far away, "Shigeko," who lived a hundred years longer than Alice, was now Alice's most believable "daisy little one".

There is no mistake in what Faldania means.

It is a reply and a smile because I believe so.

And the two of them went into town...... Fardania realized that her predictions had gone a long way off.

The town, which I thought was a peaceful port town, was surrounded by the usual hustle and noise.

"Come on. Come on. Meet me! It's the rarest kaffa in the world that's ever been transported far beyond the sea! His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire likes it!

"Do you have any white sugar tops? I've been ordering from the Temple of Light a lot lately, so I'd like to buy it."

"What is this price!? No matter how expensive the liquor is, you can buy five of Sea Country Umesh's finest with one bottle!?

"Don't you know? This is Dwarf's new spirits. Rumor has it, then, that the bigoted, ringing Eingardo just made this a souvenir, so much so that he wanted to take on striking the sword. What?

"Heh. It's just the only harbor where the Empire's been in battle and it's been busy for a long time."

"Right. These days, not only sea countries, but also ships from sandy countries come here often."

"Hey! Brother there! If this is your first time in port town, why don't you eat this guy? It's a fresh fish skewer!

"Ho! The croquette's fried! Mine tastes good because they change oil once every ten days!

"How about squeezed Margaux juice? It's freshly squeezed."

People, people, people all over the road.

To merchants, merchants, adventurers and travellers of dubious character, to carry loads, stalls.

They were full of encouragement to commerce, mixed with the sound of waves and people's voices echoed.

"... Is a human town such a change in only fifty years?

Fardania unexpectedly holds her head in so much difference from the sight in her memory.

What I had in mind was a peaceful and quiet town of the sea.

I was going to find out about The Sea Grass Used for Flavoring, which is used in different worlds here, but it also makes me want to just leave when it's so loud.

(You're in trouble. Alice can't force me to do much either, can she?)

Hilariously, I glimpse Alice looking at unfamiliar streets and crowds with interest and rethink.

Unlike when it was a journey alone, now it's a journey with children. I can't let you do much about it.

"So shall we go Alice...... Alice!?

I'm in a hurry that I'm losing sight of Alice, who should have been on my side thinking that far.

Apparently Alice left Faldania's side with childish curiosity while Faldania conceived a lot of things.

"Oh no more, this is why the kids!

In a bad way, rush to find Alice.

Far fifty years ago, I got lost myself and I never remembered my parents desperately searching around.

Fortunately, Alice was quickly found.

I was staring at one of the countless stalls for sale.

"Whew..."

What Alice was looking at was a red, shiny copper vessel, floating with divided colorful fruits, something transparent.

It's like water, but when you touch it with a spoon, it sifts with a pull. It was food not in Alice's knowledge.

"There he is! Alice, you always say that. He said you shouldn't go alone."

After scolding Alice, who seems to have been watching something still in that stall, Faldania asks the seller surprised to see it too.

"What's this? Is it food?

Strange food like slime, with colorful fruits floating around.

It is a substitute not found in Faldanian knowledge.

"Sort of."

The seller of the store tells him who it is, grinning bitterly at the elf-like, frank and inconsiderate narrative.

"This is a treat called fruit jelly. Eat if you like. I gave it to an elf like your sister before, but she told me it was delicious."

Cape Witch says it still seems to be a hard and incomplete substitute, but still delicious enough.

The seller who learns about it confidently recommends, Faldania and Alice face to face.

"... right. So, can I have two of them?

"Maido."

On second thought, Faldania orders for two.

(hehe, don't be surprised)

Lovingly, the seller laughs in his heart as he gives him fruit jelly that resembles a tree.

A special treat with magic powder, taught by an ageless witch that her father already lived in the Cape when she was a child.

It has a slime-like appearance that is an inferior demon, but tastes good.

"Well, that's a good idea."

"Yeah! Hey, it's me! This."

Fortunately, the two elves in front of me seem to agree, breaking their faces the moment they eat.

Fruit jelly that is lightly boiled with water with chopped fruit in white sugar and consolidated with magic powder with added fruit juice.

It's a delicacy where sweet and sour juice mixed with slightly chilled fruit juice melts in your mouth, and they treat it besides themselves.

(Nevertheless, where the hell did that witch find out about this...)

While the two elves asked me to replace them, the seller wonders.

All I know is that it's beautiful, a witch who has lived in this land since ancient times.

It is this fruit jelly that such a few years ago she prototyped at random and taught me how to make it.

No one knows where it came from, just what kind of origin it comes from, and it's not so surprising that he knew how to make fruit jelly, but still, I doubt why he told me.

(That guy said 'cause there's been a little bit more lately'... well, I guess it's a whim)

In the end, I don't know if I even think about it, so I conclude that and go back to business again.

Whoever the witch is, whoever she is, she must be a benefactor.

If that's all you know, just say it's enough.

Cape close to the sea, outside that town where the harbour is located.

Almost sixty years had passed since Camilla had settled in the land.

"Phew."

Built on a cape, connected to the basement of a small house, a cave where the waters of the sea flow in.

Far to the bottom of the ocean, Camilla returned with the effects she had gathered, going looking for ingredients and food for various medicines.

"You picked quite a few things."

What I've picked is seaweed, shellfish, and then I check again for trophies such as the falcon that attacked Camilla unknowingly at the bottom of the ocean, and I break my face.

For her, a 'mermaid' living alone in a land far from her companions, a little joy in these days is the food for healing loneliness.

"Protect me, O blue God, who rules the water. Give me your legs to step on land."

Keeping that loot in his arms, Camilla quickly offers her prayers.

Prayer for turning a mermaid's tail into a human leg.

Camilla's beautiful tail, housed in the blue of the sea, turns into a white, sweet human leg, not a dragon's leg, which is also a tough weapon with nails with sea-colored scales and blue-stone hardness.

This leg is weak enough to call it a weapon, but on this continent, it's something you can use to pretend to be human.

Camilla is an eternal great empire built at the bottom of the Blue Sea, a mermaid who vowed unvarying faith and loyalty to the Blue God, and was granted immediate and special protection over the Emperor's Blue Emperor, the Blue God, the Great Cleric.

Normally, it is the job to bind companions together to represent the tribe if they are also great clerics, i.e. as chiefs, but in Camilla's case the circumstances are different.

Seventy years ago, being the finest high priest in the then Blue Sea, she was given a special life by the Blue God, the King and God, and thus sent to the Northern Continent.

Yes, it is the surveillance of the 'chaos of ten thousand colors' that once tried to resurrect to this land at the hands of the cults known as the Demons in this land.

Many tens of thousands of years ago, the six pillar gods made three covenants when they destroyed the chaos of the ten thousand colors that they had been devouring even after destroying so many strong beings that they became the dominant beings of the world.

One thing is that the six-pillar gods do not dispute one another.

One thing, it is not directly involved in the battle between family members with their own protection.

And the last one. If chaos ever arises again, all six pillars will work together and destroy again at any cost…

The great six-pillar God will never forget after tens of thousands of years.

About the monster that we once united our forces and that was still so painfully destroyed.

That is why, when chaos reappeared in the world about seventy years ago, the Blue Emperor sent a drop of his own blood as a protection for his immortality to Camilla, who was particularly powerful among the great priests who believed in him, and made him find out what had happened, and ordered him to keep a long watch on whether the day would not come when chaos would reappear.

It should also be called a left transition for Camilla, who was in a position to lead and sum up more than 10,000 mermaids as followers of the Blue God, and the Camilla clans mourned for a long time that the Kirin children of their clan had to live like that, albeit at the behest of the Blue God, but Camilla herself did not think it was a bad life to see things change in a hurry today.

Camilla's work was largely over.

Chaos is called the Demon Nation in this land, the Evil One revived it, but it was destroyed again at the hands of four heroes headed by a brave man under the protection of a strong black God.

And because of the resurgence of the chaos of ten thousand colors, but also their destruction again, the evildoers were no longer able to receive strong protection, and they declined.

Now the land of the north has become a land ruled by man.

That was the conclusion Camilla had reached by turning herself into a human being with the secret of obtaining her own braided "human legs," and by traveling all over the place for ten years as a human magician (even if, as a great priest, she was not willing to name the god of water and the followers of her profession).

Then, after telling the Blue God it was up to him, Camilla, who had again been ordered to watch if the day did not come when the Evil One would try to create chaos, decided to live off the continent, in a small town close to the sea, as a witch who would build and dwell on a house with underground connections to the sea and sell the sea medicine to the people of the town he visited from time to time.

It also meant obeying the immediate orders of the Blue God, and because he was tired of a serene, unchanging life in the land of the bottom of the sea, full of followers of the Blue God.

This port town changed considerably during the sixty years of Camilla's residence.

Transactions flourished across the two continents by large boats for the demoralized and peaceful cults, and the town was overflowing with things and more people, and bigger and bigger.

At the same time various people arrived and the town, which was quiet, became much busier.

It seems that at some point on land the Empire, a country that had attacked and quickly ruled the city, subordinated to the Empire, made the city an imperial territory, and the Empire, which had no other port, spent much money on the land, sending in the people of the Empire, and the town even bigger.

Camilla has lived watchfully rather than being involved in too dizzying a change unlike living in such water.

It was only about five years ago that we were able to make a slight change in our lives watching such a change.

"Well, let's say we go out"

Up from the water, after dressing, Camilla looks into the corner of the basement.

Black doors, which suddenly appeared in a corner of the basement where Camilla became a force of water while she lived for years.

Open the door with your hands.

The chillin 'chillin' and the bell sounds and the door opens.

"Welcome"

Welcome is the daughter of a cult with golden hair.

"Yeah, can you show me to my seat?

Enjoy spicy soup like I told you to leave me alone in the corner of the store (I haven't seen anyone, including the followers of the Black God, for the past tens of thousands of years, so I have no certainty), then ask for guidance to the seat.

"Yes. This way, please."

The devil's daughter is also used to taking Camilla to an empty seat quickly.

"Thank you. I'll have a nice cold fruit jelly, please."

Sitting in her seat, Camilla orders the best treats she can remember at this store.

"Yes, please wait a moment"

Camilla looks over the store while the wicked take that order and pick it up in the kitchen.

(... after all, there are so many clerics)

Camilla, who at first glance only looks like a human sorcerer, but as a great blue cleric, with strong protection and experience, she can accurately distinguish the servant of God.

The Great Cleric of the Red God, who would be the Great Cleric of the White God and the Great Cleric of the Lamia, who dwells in such a powerful power that neither man nor Camilla is less pale; the Cleric of the Golden God, who is now invisible but who, from autumn to winter, will come in the season of Kumara, has recently begun to bring with him a man who would have been out of the western continent, the same priest of the Blue God who would have flown out of his homeland and worn it; and then the Cleric of the Green God, who has recently begun to bring with him men.

I feel a little nostalgic when I see how the priests were born and raised in their homeland, the South.

I rarely even met pagans when I lived in the Land of the Blue God, but I somehow remember my homeland from what I was wearing, etc.

(Well, I'm not even going back)

They priests are legs and human. So, they don't realize who Camilla is, who dresses up to belong to the people of the North, and then is good at hiding the power of the priest with years of experience.

Camilla looked at them slowly and didn't hate the time to blur.

"Thank you for waiting. It's fruit jelly."

Waiting that way, the wicked daughter brings the item of the order.

"Yeah, thanks"

If it's home, the cults are enemies that must be defeated, but this is a different world.

I receive fruit jelly without any particular concern.

"Well, take your time."

That's what I told her to leave. Drop her off, Camilla takes the spoon.

In front of you, colorful squarely cut fruits filled with a glass of clear vitreous glass and wrap it up, looking like a clear slime, jelly.

Cut into bite-sized pieces, carefully treated colorful fruits floated on lightly tinted jelly.

(It's still beautiful)

There are a number of treats in this store, all delicious, but Camilla thinks this transparent jelly pulls out of the group in the sense of beauty.

Its clear colour is not found in any other confectionery.

Camilla, as usual, spoons clear jelly with the fruit and lifts it.

Pulp and tremble, jelly containing fruit.

Bring it to your mouth.

The melting softness in his mouth and the rugged smoothness of a polished stone slip over Camilla's tongue and fall through his throat into his stomach.

Later what remains is a refreshing, acidic, cold sweetness, unlike the cream.

Camilla was a little overwhelmed by the heat of summer on the hot land.

(Yeah. I knew I couldn't get this softness out yet)

After enjoying the smooth sweetness of a single piece of jelly, Camilla thinks again.

This, jelly that encloses fruits that have been softened by boiling in sugar and water and that have become sweeter than normal fruits.

After eating for the first time, Camilla came up with a way to make this from years of experience.

I knew that some seaweed that could be removed in the sea could be made that would harden the water if washed and simmered before drying.

Using it, Camilla created something similar.

That's some gold over there...... it was delicious enough to teach humans how to make and make a little specialty if they let them sell it, mainly to make money for the jelly they use in this store, but it was still hard and still far from this soft and smooth jelly.

How can we get to this softness and smoothness is still under study.

(And then there's this otherworldly fruit. This is a problem, too)

Camilla then tastes the jelly-covered fruit.

Red fruit unlike sharp textured berries, which only enter this period: Michele with a weak orange acidity or yellow fruit with strong acidity that ripens vertically in the mouth in a way that reminds it of sweet ripe margau, emerald treasures, white and sweet peaches cut into shapes and rounded rings.

Some are raw, and some are simmered in sugar water, large quantities of fruit.

The fruit scattered in the jelly of the vessel has a different flavour for each of them, and then goes through the mouth with the jelly.

Camilla knows that some are similar, or almost identical.

But all its sweetness is sweet and delicious, out of step with the fruit beyond Camilla's knowledge.

I guess that's not just because it's simmering in sugar water, but the quality of the fruit itself is different.

(If you can even get this over there, that jelly will taste better, but it's probably valuable because it's the only place you can eat it.)

With that in mind, Camilla eats jelly and gently places the spoon.

"Phew..."

Included in the accidental leaking sigh is great satisfaction.

For Camilla, seven-day fruit jelly was above all something to look forward to.

"Well... I'm sorry. I'll ask for your bill."

"Yes, sir."

Call the store owner, pay the price, and go back to the basement.

"Well, today's the rest..."

Camilla ascends to the top thinking about her upcoming plans.

She doesn't know yet. After this, two long-heared elves...... that the descendants of the former invaders come to visit.

And that the encounter brings Camilla a new flavor encounter.