The shade of Rock Mountain, a campsite, seemed to be commonly used and the ground was quite soft.
The sun was completely down, so I turn on the demon stone lights and hurry in to get ready for camp.
As Thor was working on the second tent, he smelled something burning.
Turning around, a fire emitting red light pops into my eyes.
It was like an iron square pot that was placed in front of a crouching sola.
Inside, burning charcoal is placed, heating a plaid lid covered with flames to lick.
"What's going on, that?
"Oh, it's not even a little more. I had a hard time lighting charcoal."
If you approach it, it's not a pan, it's apparently a portable furnace.
The size is enough for Moo to hold, and there is an air hole on the side that combines the handles.
It's just that there wasn't anything in Sola's luggage that looked like it.
You noticed the look on Thor's face when he asked, and the girl made him try to stick his growing breasts good.
"This, then, is an assembly ceremony, Tor. How's it going?
"Oh, I'm surprised. Where did you get this?
"Look, when I went to the blacksmith. He said to use it to spread the word."
Speaking of which, I remember Sora laughing with some kind of wrap in her hand when she left Truck's weapons workshop.
He said it wasn't a weapon, but I didn't know its identity was a furnace for outdoor cooking.
"Right. You got a good one."
"Yeah. And here's today's lead!
What Sola had in her hands were meat soaked in some kind of liquid.
Looks like a leg area to see a thick bone sticking out.
"I plugged in from Mr. Tapa and the black skeleton eagle thigh into a carefully secret sauce. We're working with skewers and Yuryl."
"I just pinched my mouth a little bit, and most of my support is Mr. Sola."
"Really? You were well prepared."
"I was wondering if I could go deep this time."
"If you couldn't go, what were you going to do?
"Of course, it's a shame dinner party."
While proclaiming so, the girl gave her usual uncontrolled grin.
Then talk to the conductor who was tented a little further away.
"Oh, Mr. Sarah would love to, too. I've got five people for you."
"What, me too...?
"Yes, I always take care of you. Plus, earlier, he said he helped Tor. As a wife, let me thank you very much."
"Oh, that's..."
"Well, don't be shy. Please be sweet with what Sola says here."
"Yes, yes. Starting tomorrow, it's a deep exploration, and good luck eating meat that leads to it!
When meat is placed on the net, the fragrant smell and sound begin to burst in.
Really, a child who was rolling in the tent woke himself up.
I squint my eyes like a cat, lift my nose tip and move my neck slightly.
And you noticed the presence of a smoke-raising furnace that looked delicious, and you jumped up and rushed over with fierce momentum.
"Odori festival!
It's a meat festival.
"Garlic, garlic!
"Meat, meat"
Sola proudly lifts her jaw to a child who hangs on her back over and over again.
As the girl cleverly flipped the twitchy roasted thigh, the purple eyes of Moo, who drowned, sparkled
"Want some meat? Moo."
"Yeah, give it to me!
"Oh, man, I'm a little bit of a gambler."
"Can't you? Oh, here, I'm done already!
"Yeah, not yet."
"Not yet. Hurry up!
With the two big shakers sideways, Yuryl spreads the cloth to the ground and arranges the plates and dishes side by side to set the table.
By the time Thor and Salaritha finished putting up their respective tents, the stew pan warmed by the heat generator also smelled good to beat.
"Obnoxious, it's cooked up too."
"Ugh, To. Moo's already screwed up."
"You could have eaten first."
"I knew we'd all have to eat together."
Sola, who clearly runs out, distributes the thigh grill she transferred to the plate in a tedious fashion.
The girl happily issued the decree after making sure that the broiled bread and round potato stew were also good.
"Enjoy, then."
"Yeah, it's delicious"
"Oh, you've lifted your arms again, Mr. Sola"
"Yummy......"
Silently eating guts and meat, stroking Moo's head, Sora makes him nod yeah.
"Hey, Tor. What do you know about the best flavors of rice?
"Um, you know, I'm so hungry that I don't have any more"
"Uh, maybe that too. But the best part is eating while watching someone smile."
Tor scratched under his jaw, jealously, at the girl staring hot as she uplifted her cheeks.
"Exactly. That's a little embarrassing. Don't ask an old man to eat you."
"Uh."
"It's great to be close, Mr. Thor. Don't put it that way."
"Yes, it is, isn't it? Do you want to eat in Moo's face?"
"Uh."
"What is it, To? This is Moo's smell! I'm not giving it to you!
Like that, the meal goes on busily.
The pleasant laughter continued to echo for a long time into the wilderness where the night book fell.
Even after the clean-up, the charcoal in the furnace was still red and feverish, and nature and everyone remained seated.
Sara Lisa comes back with the harp when she takes off her sandy hooded plain robe.
"Give me a song in return..."
"Oh, Sarah, you look lovely in that outfit"
Sola raised her voice as she bounced on her playing clothes with a white strand following the waves.
If you look closely, the sleeves and collar were also fluffy tailored and well suited for the slender salalisa.
"Even the necklace, you have it all."
"Oh, this is... this is something that goes to my house"
What Ethereal Scale women used to lower Adventurer's bills were necklaces that connected seashells to pearls.
It emits a soft glow as it emerges from the blue scaly skin covering the neck.
"Fine. I'll hang the plate, too, string, I guess I'll figure it out more."
"Right. You'd better have more features. It's like that hair decoration..."
"This? And Tor chose this for me."
Praised for the blue ribbon that binds her hair, Sola answers with her eyes glowing.
Two people happened to be added to the words.
"Fine, fine. What's wrong with Moo? Toe."
"Hehe, is that a gift? That's good. I haven't heard from you in a long time."
Thor, distracted from Moo and Yuryl staring at him, makes the conductor laugh bitterly.
Sarah lifted her lip edge small to that gaze urging me to start playing quickly.
"You guys are really close..."
After leaking to squeal so, the player gently clawed the string.
Everyone's interest immediately shifts to the overflowing tone.
Salarisa, who saw that she had attracted the audience's attention in an instant, continued to sound the harp loosely.
That was a strange song.
It's a calm, reassuring tune, but somewhere it contains sadness.
The sound played by Salaritha swept into the air heated in the furnace, disappearing across the land with only desolate rocks, sand and wind.
The woman, who nodded in a spare applause, began by playing a song that turned and played bright.
Then change tunes one after the other to keep the audience attracted.
The performance was less than thirty minutes, but it was an intense and satisfying time.
I'm done playing, but Moo, who was leaning perfectly against the conductor at some point, doesn't try to leave.
How much did you like it? Besides, he seems to be full and sleepy.
Sarah, who only made a slightly troubled face, spoke in a sobering tone because she was able to take care of her toddler at her niece Rudell.
"Sleep with me today......?
"... yeah"
"Is that good?
"Yes, because I like children..."
With those words the dinner was over, and it was to be lifted up to each tent.
Late at night, Thor, who for the first time had a spacious monopoly on the tent, woke up to signs of someone.
Due to the moon shining in the cloudless night sky, I can confirm my face on the pomegranate.
Peeping into the tent was a Ethereal Scale woman who had just put her thin clothes together.