Apprentice Alchemist Bakes Bread - Relaxed Collection and Forest Workshop Life

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In the queue, my heart was noisy. I and the merchant were roughly knights behind me, Mr. Letterio began introducing himself to relaxation.

His full name is Letterio Costantini. Age is 23. He's a knight at the Marquis of Veneti, and security at Venetos is his main job.

There are two main types of knights in this country, one of which is the Royal Knights, which reports directly to the Kingdom. This can protect the king's capital or have scattered security throughout the kingdom.

I also had two knights in my hometown... I do remember them laughing at the detachment and whatever they managed to do with the troops, a lot lower end. (Some local guards as knights' men, by the way)

I was kind enough to count on you for rubbing with Yuji customers and dealing with drunkenness...

Out of the question, the other is each territory, the Knights serving the nobility.

Mr. Letterio's knight's clothing is a slightly flashy design with red lines and gold thread embellishments on the blue floor. This is not the Knights of the Royal Knights uniform.

The Knights of the Royal Knights clothes come in a purple crystal coloured line, a precious colour, on the black ground, followed by ornaments in silver thread. Purple and silver are royal colors, each derived from royal eyes and hair color.

"Iris knows a lot. With that said, you have beautiful silver hair, but it's rare."

Mr. Letterio peeks into my face.

This guy is really close...? But well...... yeah, maybe I'm getting used to it.

"Mr. Letterio's blonde hair is beautiful, as are his pale balled eyes like he trapped Aurora"

I was zipping up my close eyes and returning those words polarizing.

"... Alchemist, can I possibly be dictated too?

"Huh? Oh, excuse me. How good quality objects can you smell if you can pick pale balls with colors like Mr. Letterio's eyes..."

"Material handling......?

Mr. Letterio, who was treated to material, is pulling it off a bit.

Whatever you look at, you think about the material, alchemists are all such unfortunate creatures......

But I can't seem to think of the kind of return of interest that made me feel a little excited.

Yeah. Maybe the urban knights aren't too different from the knights who were surprisingly in their homeland? Hometown knights felt a little like the uncle of a dependable relative, but Mr. Letterio...

Here, look diagonally up at the side.

"... my neighbor's care-giving brother...?

I squeaked in my heart.

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Line up. It's time for a minute. I've already opened the door, but the line isn't going very well.

Thanks to the sudden closing of the door, it's a late problem. Your pass has expired, or you have tightened your carry-on permit screening (is it the influence of the Bandits?), there simply isn't enough gate soldiers or... that's the place.

"It's still going to take..."

"Right... oh I'm hungry already..."

Mr. Letterio drips up.

Ya, stop...! At the time I rode the horse, Luc was holding it in front, so...

"Oh, I did! Mr. Letterio, wouldn't you like this? I've been wrapping it up a little for breakfast..."

Open the backpack and take out the sativa basho wrap left in at the top. "Oil toe pan". Maybe when the oil stains and eats delicious...... I think! Probably!

"Eat"

Immediate answer.

I'm sure he didn't eat much on his assignment outside the walls. Good luck......

"But since it's a lunch box close to a portable meal made of matching things... it's not a big deal..."

"Eat"

"I don't think it's enough because it's a little..."

"I don't mind. You can take a sip."

How much didn't you eat, knight......

When the wrap is opened, the smell of forest garlic rises fuzzily, as expected when lifted. The oil stained well and made it easier to eat.

"Here you go. Mr. Letterio, please."

"Sounds delicious, I'll have it"

One mouthful and it's the forest garlic that comes out of your nose first. Then I also feel a hint of Sasaki basho wrapped in it. The lead tote is also fragrant and baked, probably because he processed the fresh one right away. There is no odor at all.

"Yeah. Pretty tasty I guess..."

Oh, the sourness and sweetness of this hot red eggplant (tomato)...! I'm doing a pretty good job of getting involved with olive oil. Thanks early summer forest!!

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Oh? Mr. Letterio... staring at the bread silently...? Maybe it didn't fit your mouth?

"... Mr. Letterio?

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"Um, no garlic? There is also light water, so now..."

Throw in the last mouth and offer the water bottle that was bracketed on the side.

"No, it's delicious. This... your handmade?

"Yes, with the bread and oil toe I baked yesterday..."

"Is it because of this garlic? You say your body's getting kind of warm... yeah, yummy. I'd love to eat more, but I could fill my stomach. Thanks."

Mr. Letterio licked Peroli's fingers and laughed with his glowing lips in oil.

Great! I'm back to the Shiny Prince Knight, not the Grassy Knight I was just telling you about!

I'm about the 4th minute of my stomach, too, but it's better than not eating. Get in the city, run errands, eat something delicious and go home!

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"Wow... people are amazing...!!

Two minutes after I overstepped my expectations, I walked through the castle gate and it was full of people.

"Iris, I'm leaving my horse, so wait here."

"What, no! I'm sorry to keep you company any longer, Mr. Letterio, but you're off to work, aren't you? What's your business tomorrow? I need to rest my body properly!

"Ha! I'm off tomorrow and the day after, and I've been vacating the house, so I want to shop. I wish you were even better, but why don't you stick with my shopping?

Mr Letterio said so, narrowing his eyes of nickel and dripping eyes.

Fluffy, you feel like you can't say anything, like when you fall from a height? I feel it.

Lifting her eyes, she meets Letterio, who gave in slightly.

"Sometimes I want to shop with someone, and oh, I want to hear the alchemist's advice."

Wow...... This guy is kind of pretty even though he's a guy when he laughs.

There was no man in my hometown who felt like this, and the urban knights were less accommodating or tyrannical... that's what I imagined -.