The reborn aristocrat is ambitious! "You've got pretty good status, give em to me"

The lunch was over, with a slightly sober atmosphere.

"Thank you very much."

These are genuine words.

"Meals should be as far as Mr. Mathias can eat," Isaac told Elf before visiting his village.

If they serve just as much insect food, Paul and the others will solidify.

Isaac didn't want to eat it if he could, so it seemed like he handled it right and it was helpful.

There's just one problem.

- The meal was too normal.

I know it's a mistake to ask for more from the barbecue, but Isaac wanted to eat a dish that utilized a little more of the elf traits.

"It was delicious. I also expect to cook with soy sauce and miso"

A subtle reminder.

But I shouldn't have.

From a sober atmosphere to a dull atmosphere.

"You want to eat miso soup or something boiled?

"Yes, I'd like to try it"

In response to Mathias' inquiry, Isaac answers with a smile.

But Mathias and Aloys looked difficult.

Aloys opens his mouth towards Isaac.

"I'm ashamed that such dishes have been forgotten by many in the last two hundred years. Because I didn't have much room to add color to my diet. Even if you make it out of a candlestick, it no longer tastes like it can be fed by the Guest. Some people can make it right, but such people are conservatives trying to preserve the culture of elves..."

Aloys sends his gaze to Mathias.

Receive the meaning of the gaze "I'll leave the rest to you," Mathias continues.

"The only people who haven't forgotten the old-fashioned cuisine are those who are disgusted with humans and choose a life that doesn't involve them. There's been a lot going on in the past. I know you'll serve decent food if you ask for it, but you should avoid rubbing it."

"I see. Is that so?"

If you try to be human, you don't remember what happened two hundred years ago.

But for the elves who lived at the time, events that are still unforgettable.

It's not surprising that there are people who are disgusted with humans and are trying to get away from humans and their culture.

I also didn't know that I didn't want Isaac to come into contact with those people.

"Isn't that all right? Tell your mother about your wife and she'll be happy to make it."

Claude pinches his mouth from side to side.

"Maybe so..."

Mathias looks at Isaac with a troubled look.

"Well, let's just ask. It's home-cooked, so I don't expect much."

Isaac usually takes care of Claude.

When I think about Michelle, I also want to make Isaac's little wish come true.

I thought you could do enough to ask my son and his wife.

"Thank you. If not, it would be helpful if you could just share soy sauce and miso."

(as long as you have seasoning, you can do something about it yourself)

Soy sauce can be cooked as is, or used for simmering, etc.

Miso can't take stock because there are no sweet potatoes or kelp because it is inland, but it can make meat miso.

They're both substitutes with a use if you have them on hand.

He was a former restaurant clerk, even if he rotted in his previous life.

I can cook the least of my own dishes.

I want to eat the food, but if it doesn't work, you can just have it divided.

"Have you finished your dinner? Then let's talk about it. I'd love to hear about Bridget when he's in Wellrod or something."

When I saw my meal was over, an elf girl spoke to me.

"Wait a minute. Celia, you just want to buy a story that makes fun of me!

"That's not true. I just want to talk to people for a second."

"You're lying. Isaac, you guys play with the boys."

"Yep..."

Isaac got in trouble here.

Because the friends I brought were complaining "I want to talk to the elf girl" with a gruesome eye.

(I don't know why I... but you can't help being like a representative)

"It's after dinner, and I think you should take a meal break before you play. Whether you want to talk about Mr. Bridget or not, can I have some time to talk to you?"

"Customers are saying the same thing, and it's good to talk time."

"Come on, Isaac! Which side are you on?

"He just wants to value the opportunity for young people to interact with each other rather than on either side. Don't worry, I won't say anything bad."

Bridget looked remorseful when she told him that Isaac was going to talk.

In contrast to her, her friend Celia has a good smile.

Isaac's friends were seen in her smile.

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The girls weren't the only ones who talked, but they were all excited about the conversation with each other on their knees.

Even Isaac, who is less interested in elf girls, was a little tense enough to talk to the girls.

Of course, we don't just talk.

I also had them use magic.

Isaac also had a lot of fun having his bed made with the magic of the wind.

I couldn't have slept in the air in my last life.

The wind is not blowing from below, but laying on top of things like an invisible waterbed.

It was a unique experience in a world with a paranormal phenomenon called magic.

He spared no effort in using magic, such as using soil to magically create stone statues of Isaacs and others.

It was a lot of boys showing off their magic.

Again, having the power would be fun to show.

Dinner time came while we were talking and showing our magic.

Dinner, unlike lunch, was meant to be eaten in the dormitory instead of eating together with Wye.

- The contents of the meal are Japanese.

Apparently, Mathias and Claude have persuaded me well.

The attendants on the elf side had the same face as during the day: Aloys and Mathias, Claude and Bridget.

For a long time in Japanese cuisine, Isaac makes his mind jump.

"Whoa!"

(Chicken teriyaki and egg grill. Is miso soup onion and potatoes? Is it because it's spring vegetables? Stewed shiitake mushrooms and konyaku. Besides, there's a lot of you. Yeah, well, this kind of home cooking is fine)

Chopsticks are served, but things like knives, forks and spoons are also available.

It's probably for Isaac and the others who don't think they're used to chopsticks.

I am delighted with these meticulous care.

I almost got my hands on it now, but for once I feel like a Marquis man, so I will stand still.

Isaac, do you mind if my parents say something?

"Of course it is. I'd also like to thank you for cooking."

When Isaac answered that, he opened the dining room door and an elderly man and woman came in.

But that look is not bright.

"It's my father, Leonard, and my mother, Melanie. This kid is Isaac Welrod. And this girl..."

Claude makes an introduction.

At the end of the introduction, Isaac opened his mouth.

"I've been looking after Mr. Claude from day to day. I'm Isaac. Thank you for cooking. I'm glad I wanted to try it once."

Greeting with a smile and a soft waist.

But Claude's parents' expressions remained stiff.

"I just made it because Claude's looking after me"

Melanie told me to throw up.

I don't even like flattery.

That was the same for Leonard.

"You're not interested in cooking anyway, are you? You're gonna pretend you're into elf meals, get close, and use them as a stepping stone for your convenience, right?

"Why don't you both stop!

Mathias reprimands the two of them.

But Leonard didn't stop.

"I don't want my father to tell me! You sold your charm to humans and kept fighting on the battlefield. If you want to get involved in human strife, go alone. I don't want to go to war with Claude. Why try to get people involved?"

Isaac thought of the meaning contained in Leonard's words.

(Mathias used to fight on the battlefield a long time ago. I guess I had somewhere to think when I saw my parents like that. But I have the powerful power of magic, even though it makes life easier to use)

- Fundamental differences in thinking.

Even human beings often disagree with each other and cannot compromise.

If you're dealing with a different race, it'll be hard to convince them.

It may be difficult to make them use magic on the battlefield to sweep away enemies.

First, Isaac thinks we'll have to figure out "how to get the elves to the battlefield with conviction," and let them fight in the middle of nowhere.

But before we do, we need to change the air on this spot.

"Mr. Leonard. I was really interested in cooking elves, so I asked for them. I don't have the heart to use it."

Isaac says so, he lifts a bowl with miso soup and takes it to his mouth.

"Hey, Isaac."

Raymond sitting next to him cautions against the rude behavior of trying to drink soup directly.

"It's okay. Unlike regular soup dishes, you can drink this directly."

Answer that, Isaac sips miso soup.

The nostalgic miso taste of thirteen years spread in my mouth.

"I see!"

After a sip, Isaac shouts a surprise.

The reason for this was in the stock.

"Because it's inland, I don't have kelp or groceries. If you're wondering what you're going to do with the stock, you're using the dried shiitake mushroom return juice for the stock!

"Ah, ah. Yes."

Isaac's perception was that "the stock of miso soup is taken from the bonito and kelp".

But neither is readily available in the hinterland of this world.

It's not like I could buy dashi vegetables in a convenience store or supermarket like I did in my previous life.

While we had to do something with what was on the ground, they were dealing with it properly with something.

(I had the impression that the dried shiitake mushroom return juice is used for Chinese soup or something, but you can also use miso soup)

Take another sip of miso soup and set aside the sauce.

Now take the chopsticks and head for the chicken teriyaki.

A knife and fork are available, but Isaac wore them as they were.

Now the sweet and spicy taste spreads in my mouth.

Bite that flavor, and throw the rice into your mouth as well.

"Teriyaki is delicious, too. Rice goes on."

I saw Isaac start the meal and his surroundings froze.

In the meantime, Raymond asks Isaac questions.

"You eat with a stick of wood?

"That's right. But chopsticks will be hard to eat until you get used to them, so I think you should eat them with a spoon."

"Then why can Isaac use it?

The real question.

Isaac was stuck in words for a moment.

"... I was practicing with falling branches for the day when I could eat the elf dish"

"That's right..."

"I knew you were a weird guy..."

"Yeah, that's crazy."

When I hear Isaac's answer, my friends start whispering, "Isaac's a crazy guy".

If this was "practicing swords" in the war or something, it would have been understood.

"Why are you practicing eating with a stick of wood?" I can't help but wonder.

Isaac couldn't deny being called a "freak" because he couldn't say "I was used to it in my previous life" or anything like that.

Get back on your mind and turn to Leonard and Melanie.

"I didn't want this dish to rub off on all the elves. I wanted it because I was interested. My friends are not interested, but I just thought this would inspire them to be interested in 'how do you use chopsticks' and 'how do you cook elves' by actually eating them. I don't just want to get along, but I believe knowing their culture will lead to true friendship. As a first step, I offered my hope of eating an elf dish."

The truth is, I just wanted to eat a dish made with soy sauce or miso.

However, because of this opportunity, I make excuses like I was thinking of a fine thing.

"However, I am certain that we are thinking of using the Elves for war."

"Isaac!"

Raymond shouted out loud at Isaac's bomb statement.

Whatever it was, it wasn't the line to say on these occasions.

"We want the elves to perform therapeutic acts on the battlefield."

"What do you mean?

I understand what Isaac is saying.

But I didn't know why.

Leonard asked Isaac why.

"Instead of using magic to defeat our enemies, we want them to be neutral in healing the injured, regardless of their allies."

"I know healing allies. It won't have the advantage of healing even the enemy. Why would you do that?

"It's to reduce resentment." How many people were killed in the last war. 'Many soldiers were helped in the last war,' rather than seemed to do it again this time for that matter. Hopefully, you don't want to fight them, 'which might make it harder for you to wage war in the future, right? There will be more feuds somewhere than humans being human. But it is possible to make it harder to wage a second or third war. I will reduce the number of people who will lose their families and grieve a little. "

Isaac was thinking of things like the United Nations and the Red Cross treatment force.

However, this was not a humanitarian idea.

If a soldier dies, we must recruit new soldiers.

If hundreds of soldiers die, they conscript hundreds of peasants.

Doing so will make hundreds of taxpayers disappear.

Soldier losses do not just mean more deaths.

There will be more economic losses.

And there was another big reason.

The war that will take place five years from now will be a civil war.

If I kill too much poorly, I'll have a big obsession left.

When the Head of State changes, not only the nobility, but also the civilians must accept it.

We had to reduce the number of deaths and make sure the people didn't resent us.

The phrase "to reduce resentment" was not a lie in itself.

"You want me to focus the elves on therapy and not let them fight? I don't believe it."

"I think it's natural to be wary of humans because of past events. That's the only way to build credibility over time from now on. That's why we're here."

Serious occasions.

But Isaac starts eating the crap out of his stomach.

I missed this toothpick and I was about to cry.

"... What generation are you on Wellrod?

"It's going to be the twenty-second generation, if that's all right."

Leonard broke his finger and started counting.

And I convince one person, "Ah."

Because he also lived with Mathias in a human city and had times, so he knew about the Marquis Welrod family and the laws of the three generations.

"There's something I don't interpret, even if I'm convinced it's just the twenty-second generation..."

Isaac protests, but Leonard laughs at him with his nose.

"You're weird enough to skip the old Wellrod human thing. Why are you eating naturally?"

"Oh, excuse me. I forgot. I'll have it."

"No, it's not"

Leonard had no choice but to laugh bitterly at Isaac's actions.

I thought he was a weird guy because he was too natural to eat with chopsticks.

It even looks as if I've been eating with chopsticks since I was a kid.

I've never met anyone like this before.

"If you're not willing to make an elf a tool of war, that's fine. But we don't want to get deeply involved with humans. Remember, some people just want to live quietly with their elves."

Leaving that behind, Leonard tries to leave the room with Melanie.

"Wait!

Isaac stopped the two of us trying to get out.

"Do you have plum dried? I'd like to make some tea for the tightening."

"Oh, let's get it ready.... you're a really weird guy"

Leonard laughs huffy.

Isaac seems more interested in elf cooking than Mathias, who likes human cooking.

Isaac had forcefully engraved the impression in Leonard and Melanie's mind that "after all, Wellrod's human being is a weird guy" before he was even aware of it.