Apprentice Alchemist Bakes Bread - Relaxed Collection and Forest Workshop Life

"Me too... I haven't eaten properly in the last couple of days... and already... I wanted to eat meat so they brought me to a good store..."

"Huh? And Iris? Why?"

Mr. Letterio moves his head all the time and looks up at me from the table. It's kind of a young trick. Even though you're an older knight.

"Why do you say that... I didn't expect it to be so closed, and the... the workshop was going to be closed, so I didn't have much stockpile of ingredients..."

"Oh, so?

"Yes, I actually went out to the woods yesterday to eat fish..."

Gu. And my stomach rattled.

"Well, I don't know what to say... Iris is really dangerous. I just got to know you but how many times have I told you...... And stockpiles, but yesterday's outing was a breeze, wasn't it?

He gets stabbed in the nail with a slightly harsh eye.

If they scold me for being a detour, I do......

It was good because the forest guard was stronger than I expected and there was nothing there, but it could have been dangerous for me.

"... Yes"

I'm just trying to remind you of my detachment and my childhood here.

I might have thought of him as an "alchemist" even though he was still an apprentice. I might have relied too much on Ignis, who is stronger than me, for "Ignis will help me".

Kew, and his stomach sounds sad again. I feel sorry for my stomach, but I can't say anything with the sound of my feelings right now.

"What are you, a girl bully?

With a low, fat voice, Don! and the food was placed in front of me. Raising his face, he was a large man with a scratch on his cheek, whose arms were also thick with "steamed vegetables and intestinal lunch" and "pasta with meat dumplings and ravioli".

"Deputy Director"

"Is the pasta your daughter's?

The man, who was called 'Deputy Director' by Mr. Letterio, smiles gently, although the scar on his left cheek is severe.

Could it have been... the Knights' 'Vice President'... was it?

"Ah... it's over here." Grilled whole bird with roasted vanilla ""

Indeed. Bladder would also be better for women with meat dumplings and raspberry pasta than grilled gutted round chicken.

Excuse me, Deputy Director. I'm a carnivore today.

"Oh, did you? Yeah, good boy."

The meat is good. And, 'Deputy Director' said in a reluctantly sounding voice, grinning niggardly.

- Wow, bandits and demons are going to run away.

"I came out of the kitchen because Letterio said he rarely brought a woman... what, you look tired with two of us? Eat first."

You can ask later what 'deputy manager' this tough shopkeeper-like man is.

Me and Mr. Letterio nodded and started eating silently.

My "Grilled Round Birds with Grilled Vanilla" is served with cresson and celery for one round bird, and the shades are appetizing.

A round bird (Maldori) is a non-flying bird swarmed in the woods and, as its name suggests, a round, cute looking and delicious wild bird. Some of them are livestock these days by saying round chickens.

Well, that's all I enjoy with my eyes and nose. Squeeze halved egg lemon (tamalemon)......!

Round birds are divided into easy-to-eat sizes, and they're right to twist with bone parts. So don't hesitate to have it that way.

It's still hot, so I'll start with one.

The punchy salty air of rock salt and the good aroma of herbs fall through your nose. And meat that is plump but overflowing with juicy gravy! Maybe right now, my mouth is greasy and techy. But this fat, it's sassy and sweet.

"Uh-huh... round birds are great... eh"

"... squirrel"

They whined those words next door, but I can't stop myself from mogging cheeks. I'm fine with squirrels today.

Mommy, mommy.

Grrrrrrrrr.

Oh, I know what you meant by 'vice president' earlier...... Meat is good......

Finally, I took the gravy from the plate with bread (thanks to the bird and the store for behaving a little, but not excessive) -.

"It was a treat......!

"It was delicious..."

Phew, and I flattened two lunches, Mr. Letterio is also full and far-eyed. I get it.

Even minus the hunger, the hole dining room recommended by the local knight...... it was great......

"Above all, if it was delicious. So, the reason you were tired was to close the door?

What has drifted with the fuzz is the aroma of a cafe (coffee).

Cuffed beans have been imported from neighboring countries that separated the sea for a long time, but have also been discovered and fussed in the labyrinth of Venetos in recent years. The cafe beans from the Venetos labyrinth are popular for their rich yet refreshing palate. Especially for those who use magic.

Ingredients from the labyrinth...... it may be easier to understand when you say ingredients. So is the demon. It absorbs and grows magic vegetables that roll into the labyrinth, so it has more magic vegetables and is thicker than things picked out of the labyrinth.

So if you take a labyrinth cafe for a break, it will restore a little but magic.

It's really good to refresh your body as well as your feelings! I've only had one drink though!! Because it's higher than a regular cafe!! I can't believe I bought it with beans! I'm not putting it out in a casual outdoor shop, and I'm not putting it in a somewhat stylish 'no clothes to go to for a cafe' shop.

That price, 1200 Luca a glass. It's a tough price for an apprentice.

Cottori, and a cup was placed on the table.

"Deputy! It was delicious again today"

"Naturally. … this is a service"

Say it softly and whisper, one more thing on the table. Place a cup that is not the same as for the customer, and the deputy director will sit in his seat.

"Lunchtime is over. Give me a break, too."

Sure. That was all the busy in the store. Only two other pairs of us now. That's where they rush to take their seats, too.

"Gentlemen... you're in some kind of a hurry, aren't you?

Here's what happens after such a delicious meal... I wish I had a cup of cafe.

- What, what is this cafe, delicious...?!!

"Well, yes. If we don't eat now and get some errands done, we won't be home by sundown."

Tilt the cup, and the vice president looks at me and niggles.

"... Um," Deputy Director "?

"Baldo's fine, ma'am"

Mr. Letterio rocks the cup. And, the fuwa and hot air rise and shake, and the scent of the cafe stands.

And he realizes it, too.

"Oh, this"

"Mr. Bardo, this, could it be, from the labyrinth...?

In reply to that question, a corporal in the area would escape, nigga...... a (...) a (...) smile.