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

Matt was excellent as a combat instructor.

But just because you're good doesn't mean you're acceptable.

The reason for this is that he uses practical technology.

For example, when it is approaching, Matt moves to crush the opponent's knee.

That kind of bad foot habit was bad for the knights.

Knights and mercenaries fight differently.

Unlike mercenaries, knights do not mean that any hand should be used to win.

Because you have the belief that even on the battlefield, you fight with pride.

Isaac thought this kind of thinking was "out of date," but that's because Isaac has memories of his previous life.

If you think in common sense in this world, they are not thinking in the wrong way.

It's more heretical to be a knight and accept Matt's ideas.

But it is not thought to be "unnecessary as a teacher and not necessary to beg for teaching".

I don't want to fight the mercenary streams myself, but it will be an exercise to deal with when I confront you as an enemy.

I was studying enough just to have a mock fight with someone like Matt.

It was about Tommy and the average soldier trying to wear such an aggressive way of fighting him.

As Isaac's escort, Tommy thought it was "a priority to acquire the power to protect escorts rather than stick to the way they fight".

The average soldier wants to acquire more power to survive on the battlefield than honor or anything else.

There are also thoughts that you might be able to put up a handle on it.

The soldiers were intrigued by the way men had fought who had survived on the battlefield.

The knights refine their sword moves even more so that they can fight and win squarely.

The presence of Matt, experienced in combat, was a good inspiration to the knights and soldiers.

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In June, Claude and Bridget returned from the village.

By this time, I was also ready to go to the city of Dwarf.

Souvenirs are dominated by alcohol.

Sieghardt seems to be coming too, so he was going to souvenir the idea of a new product.

(This idea is very exciting. At the very least, I'd like you to just approve the sale of gunpowder)

I chose the most useful of several ideas.

It's up to Dwarf's technology to make that happen, but that idea will take awhile to cut.

You can also buy time to squeeze out new ideas.

(The problem is, if you keep giving ideas, it opens up a technological gap with the Dwarves. But I'll be ready in five years. Can't afford to think until then)

- Ask Dwarf to give the idea and develop it.

The matter itself is not a problem.

The problem lies ahead of us in opening the gap between human and Dwarf technical levels.

If the technical level opens up too much, Dwarves might use the advanced technology to think about colonizing the human country.

Just because it's a friendly relationship, too much difference in local power could uselessly stifle ambition.

But that's the challenge ahead.

All I can think about right now is what's going on.

(Yes, all I can think about is what's right in front of me. He's a weak person......)

Isaac takes a bite of the mushroom bun Bridget gave him as a souvenir.

It was made for me by her mother, Colette.

The feeling of tingling in your mouth with the mushrooms.

But it tastes nostalgic.

When Bridget came to Wellrod, Colette handed it to me as a souvenir, apparently.

Because of these buns, I couldn't think about what I was going to do.

Now it was best to enjoy the flavor.

"Really, you're different, aren't you? So delicious?"

"It's delicious. If you're going to be my daughter-in-law, I'd like someone who can make something like this."

Though Bridget gives me a strange look, I now reach for the yomogi bun.

"I don't know. Whatever you think, Mr. Alexis' treats aren't better. If it's that guy's raw cream, he can keep licking as much as he wants."

Bridget thinks of sweets made by confectioners and gives them a tranced look.

"I guess this stuff is rarer for Isaac. It's not what you eat all the time, so it feels delicious."

"Uh, unbelievable. It's pathetic to get used to luxury."

Listening to Claude and Bridget raises questions on Isaac's head.

"But buns are delicious, aren't they? It's just that the direction of deliciousness is different."

Isaac's simple question.

The two of you answer this question.

"Normal, I guess"

"Mr. Alexis' treats are definitely better."

"Don't you two just feel delicious because you always eat something different from what you eat?

Hearing the two of them answer, Isaac thought so.

But we both just got our necks up.

"Chocolate tastes so much better. Unparalleled."

"I'm just using what I can grow in the village or pick in the woods. It's decided that sweets with lots of sugar taste better."

"So... if there was, I would eat it, but if there were any other treats, is that the extent to which I would eat that one?

"Yes."

"Right."

To Claude and Bridget's answer, Isaac opened his eyes and was surprised.

Because I didn't think you'd hear the "I don't really like it" answer from Elf's mouth.

Here's another question Isaac asks.

"Well, then, what about soy sauce and miso?

"I don't hate it, but the sauce served at the mansion tastes better"

"Demigrass sauce and gravy sauce. I like that one too!

Two unexpected answers.

Isaac is also puzzled by this.

"But you two are elves, right?

"Because you're an elf, you don't like soy sauce or miso."

"I'm used to my parents eating soy sauce dishes... I think the taste of cooking is better than human cooking. So soy sauce and miso wouldn't have been popular in the human country, would they?

"Ah! If you ask me..."

Claude told me, Isaac finally realized.

Until two hundred years ago, humans lived with the elves.

If many people thought soy sauce or miso was delicious, humans would have heard how to make it and manufactured it.

But Isaac has never heard of soy sauce or miso being made in a human country.

I guess it was unacceptable to humans in this world.

"A lot of people tend to human diet like Grandpa. In that, my fathers are trying to preserve their food culture. I guess the reason I don't try to relate to humans is because I don't want an elf dumping in human cooking to come out. Now Bridget seems to be into human cooking."

"'Cause no one hates something delicious, right?

With that said, Bridget smiles the best of the day.

On the contrary, Isaac's expression sank into darkness.

So I'm the only one who thinks Japanese food is delicious? Oh no......)

They don't even think the elves that produce soy sauce or miso are particularly delicious.

As far as the two of us are concerned, people like Leonard and Melanie seem to have a strong purpose in "preserving culture" as well.

I may not be making it because it's "excellent".

(Speaking of which, everyone else was eating the rice served looking delicious, but maybe that was just eating it looking delicious with courtesy or something rare......)

Maybe I can eat deliciously because my memories of my previous life are colorful.

- I am a foreign body in this world.

It may be about food, but Isaac was made to recognise it.

"Don't be so depressed. I don't care if food preferences are different from people's."

"That's right. As much as I don't care about food preferences, you're weird enough. - Ouch."

Seeing Isaac depressed, they comfort him.

But Bridget says too much, so Claude slaps me in the back of the head with a flat hand.

"Well, don't worry... It wasn't good!

For the past month or so, Isaac has been making his own soy sauce fried rice, dubbed "studying elf dishes".

He said around, "What are you doing, this guy? It must have been thought."

(Speaking of which, when I was eating baked fish with soy sauce, I felt like my family had some kind of said eye)

You should have studied the handling of soy sauce and miso in this world.

Isaac stuffs and suffers with embarrassment holding his head, realizing that he must have been watched with a raw, warm gaze as a "minor seasoning lover's changer".

"Isaac, never mind. My mother said," If you're going to eat that delicious food, it's better than cooking for my father-in-law. "

"If that's what you were saying, I'm glad... That makes me worried about Mr. Mathias."

"Because you have different doctrinal claims, and most importantly, that personality. Now."

When Claude told him to put it aside and laughed, Isaac smiled too.

But in my heart I felt somewhere uncut.

(I think Pamela would understand... You won't be able to feed me)

- A special opponent who has learned to feel like his soul is drawn to each other.

Isaac had intuitively felt that "she might get the same taste of soy sauce and miso".

But maybe not, actually.

I don't have the courage to try and feed them and see how they react, thinking about what they would do if they thought, "Do you think this stuff tastes good?"

It's a good challenge, but I'd be in trouble in case you hated me for that.

As a small pleasure of my own, it seemed like a good idea to keep it as long as I secretly ate it.

(No, there was one! You can hate me for being that guy, or give it a try)

What Isaac remembered was about Nicole.

She is also the person who felt something special at first.

Maybe I like the taste of soy sauce and miso as much as I do.

Before Pamela, as an experimental bench, maybe I could do it separately with soy sauce.

Even if you don't want me to come, Nicole will come to see Isaac anyway.

You can give him a little gift then.

If you don't like soy sauce and don't like Isaac, fine.

If you'd like to receive it, it's good because I know you like soy sauce besides yourself.

Either way, it won't hurt Isaac.

Nicole, but there's something I can do for you.

That's what I thought. There's a natural grin on Isaac's face.

Seeing that smile, Claude and Bridget lowered their faces, "Isaac's expression brightened," he said.