The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

"Let's leave this city first"

No objection was raised from anyone.

Is that why you go out of your way to the King's Capital of the Harbor Country and go home without doing anything? It seems likely, and the impetus for renewing the "Minimum Time Rankings to Come Home to the King's Capital" is likely - but we've decided to go home.

But...

"Whoa, whoa. Isn't this the radical resemblance of the other day? It's rare to see you here."

To that word, to that appearance. I'm sure my face has been distorted to the point of being scrupulous.

It was the priest I met yesterday who was waiting for me at the entrance to the inn.

What is' rare to see you here ', obviously you would have waited.

When I managed to swallow those words, I smiled at the priest. [M]

"Er, aren't you different? I don't even want to know if I don't know about you, or if I don't, it's a pain in the ass, so if I don't get there, I'm really gonna smash it."

"Hey. He's out for real later in the day"

Oops. Stick to the truth.

When he laughed relieved to hear what I really meant, he smiled, not even the wind he cared about.

"The boulder was the executor... not. The radical similarity. Honestly, if you're serious, you're not going to be with us."

I reacted to that word with Pickle. [M]

─ ─ This priest... you realize who I am?

I sighed when I learned a similar thought to that certainty, and he began to grin with Niyaniya.

"Well, suppose the real one came here. I forgot my name, but you're still a pretty high priest. First of all, you can be sure at first glance. Even if one arm heals, your hair gets shorter, you get taller, no matter how much you cover it up."

"... oh, yeah"

I give it back like I'm tired of that word. [M]

Somehow I get it.

I'm pretty sure this priest is realizing who I am for now, and I'm sure this priest is trying to make me pay for it. I don't feel that way.

I turn my gaze to the priest.

Then he started acting abruptly clear about what he thought.

"Oh, my congregation has recently been in a financial crisis! The reason for this is simple and lucid, because we built the Adamantite 'Executor Statue'! I wonder if there is a kind executor somewhere, somewhere, who will compete in a culinary competition in this city and split that prize by a few percent!

"You deserve it..."

Ignoring the potpourring and murmuring Millie words, the priest gives a glance over here with a chillary chillary.

Those eyes speak eloquently - I want you to go out to that tournament and donate some of the prize money to your church. You can win anyway, right? and.

I sigh at that overly understandable play,

"Thirty percent. Instead of doing all that, try not to get into any more trouble in this city."

"Oh, of course!

That's what he said, with a full smile.

Then I got a Jesuit necklace and made a promise that I wouldn't be bothered by this, and I was on my way to the "culinary guild" in this city about the priest.

─ ─ Cooking guild.

"Bandit Guild" crushed three years ago to "Adventurer Guild", which you are familiar with for still stopping at the SS rank, or "Commercial Guild", which you haven't been to for some reason.

It is this culinary guild that is inferior to them in terms of visibility, but still has a proven track record.

"Well, most of the level kiosks that come to eat a three-star restaurant or even a royal marquis nobleman in this world sign up for a culinary guild. If you cook and sell other dishes, it will be illegal in some regions not to register for a culinary guild."

Well, as for the latter, I ran a burly coffee shop or restaurant in the law enforcement agency, but that was my private property, not the city, and it was inside the law enforcement agency that had the store on top of it.

Well, the culinary guild would have just wanted to get his hands on it, too. It's rare to see a restaurant so prosperous.

By the way, that restaurant still exists within the law enforcement home. There was no Dawn Ho, a cock, and there were no customers, so there was no sales.

gossip.

"The king's capital of this country - that is, the culinary competitions in this city - are inherently famous. From all over the continent, the proud cooks gather, and with that, from all over the continent, a variety of people push for it."

"Oh, there's only so many ordinary people in a city like this in a dustpan"

"... before quite the great man in this city..., all you can say is boulder"

When the priest dropped his shoulder like that on my untrue words, he stopped at the same time.

Apparently he had just arrived at his destination, and if he turned his gaze to the building visible on his left,✕ there was a sign on it that intersects like a knife and fork, with a fish on it, and that was a human and 'culinary guild' appearance to tell.

He looks back at us as he turns his gaze to the building.

"Well, if you sign up for the culinary guild for the rest of the explanation, and then tell me you're going to compete in the culinary competition, I'll fix it."

That's what the priest said.

"With that said, it's so different from it used to be. I don't think so unless you're the one who suspects it isn't from the beginning. So the... the cover-up is a complete waste."

"Say it quickly!?

At the end of the day, he dropped a bomb that was pretty important to me.

"... you'll never find out"

"Really..."

As a result, I didn't find out enough to say at all.

I actually found out at a glance about D-rank adventurers and priests I'd met before, but the former was because I was on track and even used 'Divine Eclipse'. The latter is a complete irregular.

The evidence suggests that a group of now false priests are not looking to me as a single person, and at the very least, they should cover up some of their faces, which seems to be perfectly fine with me.

"Ha..., how distracted I've been"

Thinking about it makes me very mentally tired, but for now, I'd better sign up for a culinary guild and later finish that culinary tournament and even register to do it.

As I sighed, I opened the door to that culinary guild and stepped inside - momentarily, the enthusiasm that pushed me.

"Whoa."

I raised my voice unexpectedly and looked around.

Then there was cooking there and there, and I was easily convinced that this enthusiasm would come from that heat.

But that doesn't mean it's connected to the status quo.

"... why are you cooking here?

"Of course it is! That light sorting of people who have applied to compete in culinary competitions!

Suddenly such a voice can be heard.

When I glanced at the sudden high tension and turned my gaze towards you, Golimacho stood, who felt like he had said, "Man of the Sea."

"My name is Uminchie! The culinary guild of this Harbor King's Capital, its guild master! Forgive me, you unknown young man!

"Ah......, yes"

I wonder why.

When you can come this far in high tension, the opposite calms you, or somehow the tension drops.

When I suddenly shook my hand back with my left hand to Uminchi, he shook my left hand up and down with a boom.

Apparently he was' normal 'and could not have had that ridiculous status of a cosplay murderer.

When I was deeply relieved by the fact, I decided to let him get to the point as soon as possible.

"I know how to sort it out, but we've been wanting to compete in a food tournament for a while. Would you like to sign up for the guild first?

"Oops! Is that your mouth, too? Sure, sure! Ha-ha-ha!

That's what he says. He walks out with his heels back.

I walked out with absolutely nothing to say, bewildered by him, but decided to follow him once and for all.

Then it seemed like the right choice to make.

"Then I'll start by explaining the tournament! Whether or not you can compete in the tournament is my track record so far and my observation eye! And the subtleties will have you cooking here to judge! If it's any of you... yes! You and the beast-eared beauty there! You two look good!

That's what he pointed out, me and Dawn Ho, of course.

By the way, he was solidifying his gaze for a few seconds toward White Night and Eloise, but around there, well, all I can say is boulder. Well done. I spotted it with one eye.

As I went through the silence, he laughed and continued to talk.

"Like, like, it feels sober not appealing to that waste! An oligarchy cook is a good thing! That's why you're allowed to compete if you don't let the dragon man and his floating kid out there! So, yes, this, the instructions."

"Floating child!? What's that awesome way of saying it?

"Hey, wait. Golimaccio. I don't think that dragon man means concubine..."

"Hey Eloise and I'll shut up for the day and night."

Kyoka pulled Eloise and her white and night hands and walked somewhere, dropping it off. I turned my gaze to Uminchi and said:

"Well, don't worry, I'll never let those two help you cook," he said.