Minerva remains confused.
It's not a long time ago that I went into my bedroom as usual and thought that tomorrow would come as usual. Suddenly, the Duke's mansion was attacked, throwing it into an unfamiliar meadow if you noticed.
Attacked by a beast you haven't seen, and finally encounters a creature who speaks human language in Ogawa. Fluent I was surprised that Rona, who had always thought that she was just a beast, began to speak in the same language as the demon, but she was even more dizzy at the magical exchange between Rona and the demon.
On the way back to the royal city, they are more confused than they know what. Even though it is said that this is a different place from the world where it was born and raised, it only adds further confusion to Minerva's thinking.
"Captain Greysta. It's an embarrassing story ... but I can't grasp the situation."
A bonfire fluctuates between Minerva and Rona, surrounded by twigs piercing the ground. At the end of the twig is a piece of Neduro meat cut into pieces of appropriate size. Minerva, who have no tools, have no other way to cook meat.
"Relaxed lady. Me too."
Moore replied, holding one of them by hand and holding the meat on the fire.
"Rona said this is a different world. What is a different world? Are you on another continent?"
Awazora: "What about? If it's not Robles, then you won't use the word" world. "It's a different continent, it's a story. First, Robles is another continent. It's supposed to be a plain sky. It's not where I understand at the time that there is no skies.
Moore puts words in his sigh, saying that there is no help for him.
Minerva turned his gaze forward. Rona speaks out to a man who sits down on an old stump, holds his arms crossed and holds up.
If you believe in Rona's words, he is Minerva's teacher, Aldis.
Unbelievable. That was Minerva's obedient feelings.
Aldis, which she knows, is still a young boy. No matter what you think of this stubble, manly stinking person, you're not the right age.
Certainly, the color of the hair and eyes is the same jet black as Aldis, and the features are very similar. As Aldis grows older, he may be like a man in front of him.
(But ...)
Minerva shakes in mind.
This person is not Aldis.
I'm not sure if they are the same person, but Rona said it was the same person. But the man doesn't seem to know Minerva or Moore. What is different is the light that floats in his eyes.
(The teacher's eyes are not so cold)
The man's gaze at Minerva was as cold as freezing, as if at the enemy.
Although his attitude has eased somewhat without taking Rona, he has appeared to be of little interest since then. Even during the conversation, Minerva and Moore were very uncomfortable because they were being watched for price.
"Hey lady. The meat is burnt."
Moore, who was silently roasting Nedulo's meat, offered one of them to Minerva in a timely fashion. The meat that has been stabbed on a tree branch and cooked has a good roast color.
Rona reacts to Moore's voice.
"Hmm. I'm sorry but I can't help but we'll eat it."
Rona suspends her explanation to Aldis and moves on to a meal. He squeezed the twig with two forelimbs dexterously and ate a bite of the meat stuck at the tip. Admired by his dexterity, Minerva looks down at the flesh that has been passed.
"Well, what do you do ...?"
"Oh, that's right. It's noble lady."
Moore was troubled by Minerva, who was confused about how to eat.
"I don't have a knife or a fork, I don't have a plate, so I'll have to carry it directly to my mouth like this," she said, leaning on the meat as an example.
Normally, it would not be acceptable for a daughter to directly cover food. But now is an emergency. Minerva nevertheless challenged his first experience in life, partly because other nobles and servants were blind.
A small piece of meat in the mouth of Minerva, albeit subdivided. Open a small mouth to the end and cover it. Chewing When you bite hard meat more than you think, you can do it with your back teeth, which is still hot.
Despite distorting his eyebrows, Nedulo's meat, which he first tasted, had a texture similar to beef, so he could accept it without any particular discomfort. Minerva decided that he simply did not taste because there was no seasoning, but he quickly realized that it was a big mistake.
Every time I chewed on the hard meat, the unpleasant fishy odor began to drift out of it. At the same time, something spilling out of the meat gives an unpleasant sensation, and the uncovered meat resists the pressure of the teeth as if it were tanned leather.
The fire should be passing through properly. Nevertheless, the animal smell like raw meat covers the mouth.
Of course, the aristocratic daughter Minerva does not have the experience of eating raw meat. However, Minerva spit out meat because he could not stand the unpleasant odor and unpleasant texture that increased momentum each time he chewed.
“Uh! What ’s this !?
Vomiting Next to Minerva, Moore is similarly baptized with Nedulo meat. Apparently, the tongue of her daughter, Minerva, did not seem to have claimed extravagance.
Moore, now an officer of the Royal Army, is a strong man who once ran around the battlefield as a mercenary. There is no doubt that there is a problem with this meat from the general public sense, because he says that it is not good enough to exhale.
"What is this ?! Can you eat it?"
Following his gaze, Minerva also turns to Rona. There was a man eating calmly Nedulo's meat pierced at the end of a branch, and a figure of Rona leaning on the second flesh with a disgusting face.
"If you don't want to eat, don't eat. Nobody asks you to eat."
For some reason, the man said with a tone of pushing his head with one hand and pushing it away. Next, Rona turns a flat voice to Moore, saying, "Eat it."
"I understand how I feel. In this place, there is nothing more than Nedulo meat to eat. In later seasons I would have eaten the buds of the tree, but no matter what, I would not be able to fill my hungry."
"Only this much ..."
Minerva looks at Nedulo's flesh with a dark face.
Even though hungry is still unbearable, I ate my last meal more than half a day ago. Even if you can still endure now, that will soon come to its limits.
"If you want to choose hunger, just do it. If there is something else you can eat, eat it. Don't stop."
For some reason, a dark-haired man reacts to Minerva's tweets like one by one. The voice contained some frustration.
"If you go to a secluded area, there will be a little better food, but here you have only this much, Minerva. It's a little better, a little bit. "
In a world where neither the right nor the left is known, there is no way the aristocratic daughter Minerva can find other food. According to Rona's advice, pinch his nose with his fingers and plunge into Nedulo's meat again.
Certainly, the fishy odor is somewhat lessened. However, no matter how much you smell the sense of smell, the unpleasant and extreme texture cannot be changed.
"Uh ..."
The vomiting Minerva forcibly swallows the meat even with chewing. At the same time as the sloppy sensation passed through the throat, the gastric juice began to flow back to reject, but managed to push it into myself.
Moore is struggling with meat in the same way, looking sideways in tears. As expected, a former mercenary. The forward stress is also inferior to the noble daughter Minerva.
"You have to bite, you have to bite!"
She blasts herself in a scrambled manner and confronts unimaginable meat. He seemed to swallow the meat without chewing in the mouth, biting the meat from the branches.
It is very unlikely that Minerva can manage it. In the end, Minerva had no choice but to swallow a bite of meat, and had no choice but to get Rona water to fill her belly.
By the time we finished our meal with subtle tension, the sky was completely dark.
"I'm done with the rice, and will we sleep soon?"
Rona says that and approaches Minerva's side, curling her body. Aldis removed his sword band and set it aside, laying down and trying to sleep.
Evening "Hey, do you not decide the order?"
Moore, who is in a hurry to see these Ronas, asks, but Aldis does not even look at him and answers with annoyance.
"Even the night? Even if you don't have to do something like that, you just have to take care of yourself before being attacked."
"Sometimes, it's terrible to ask a young lady for it, right?"
"Can't you detect the attack ..."
Aldis says with a blank face.
Minerva bitten his lips in disguise. Perhaps in the context of the story, the Ardiss will be able to detect and respond to danger while sleeping. It may be the same as Moore, who has a long history as a mercenary.
However, Minerva is an aristocratic daughter who has no experience of camping. They don't have the ability to detect a crisis during sleep or to jump up and respond quickly.
"It's okay. Minerva is safe because I'm by the side. You can sleep or sleep until morning."
Rona's offer further cloudes Minerva's mind.
While surrounded by helplessness, he must convince himself that it is his ability.
Golden Minerva curled right beside Rona and closed her eyes as she felt the temperature transmitted through the fur. Fatigue immediately wraps the whole body. This is the first time that Aldis has been trained, but has walked this far. It didn't take long for Minerva to release his consciousness and go to sleep.