Chapter 390

Episode 390: Clean as pure gold (3)

After the soup, the main dish slowly began to appear. If it were Earth, there would have been fish dishes or something like that, but the combination of the regional preference for meat and the order to serve everything at once was powerful.

Meat dishes began to fill the tables.

“...There are vegetables and fruits here?”

But that didn’t mean I had nothing to eat. Although there were only two, there were fish dishes and there were quite a few dishes made with vegetables and fruits.

[Because I like this guy. Crunchy things are delicious.]

It would be too insulting to ask whether there is a mouth that can feel crunchy things. But I’m curious.

I swallowed pure doubt at the back of my throat and ate the fish. It was a grilled fish with vegetables, including potatoes, spread on the bottom and sprinkled with herbs.

“....”

“...Do you want to eat?”

But when I removed all the thorns and put only the flesh in her mouth, the girl looked at me. Just looking at her, she looked curious about the taste, so I obediently took off a chunk of flesh and placed it on the girl’s plate.

“So soft!”

Fish is softer than meat. The moment the white flesh touches the teeth, it is torn and crushed on its own.

“If you want to eat more, tell me. weekend.”

“...Is that okay?”

“okay.”

It seems that fish suits the child better than meat.

I delivered the whole filleted fish. As if that wasn’t enough, he also brought the remaining fish stew to the girl. Even though it was a dried stew, the girl ate it well. It was very nice to see.

“What would you like me to eat?”

“It’s okay because there are salads and stews.”

If your child wants to eat it, you have to hand it over. If you become an adult and can’t give in, then you’ll have to spend it.

“Eat this too.”

“Your great warrior!”

good. It’s steadily becoming plump.

I felt a sense of satisfaction watching the girl taking advantage of both Berserk and me. I want to inflate it by half before we break up, but that would be difficult.

Jingling jingling.

“Do you have any more fish dishes?”

“I will bring it out.”

“Yeah yep.”

“...It’s okay.”

“Isn’t it going to come out of the wallets of high-ranking people anyway? “If I don’t eat it at times like this, when will I eat it?”

I admit that, but wasn’t it awkward so I couldn’t do it? He’s been secretly asking me to do everything for him since a while ago.

“You eat too.”

“Ah, thank you.”

Before I could even appreciate the Deathbringer’s actions, Berserk pushed something in my direction. Tomato stew and cabbage soup were a bit far away from me.

Oh, I still wanted to eat this. Great.

I lapped up the stew first and ate it one bite at a time with my spoon. I could feel the sweet and sour taste of the thickly boiled broth and the tomatoes that followed in the warm warmth. The floating vegetables are cooked to the point where they become mushy and go down your throat without even chewing.

Crunchy.

On the other hand, the cabbage soup still had a crunchy texture, perhaps because it contained beets. It had a strong overall sweetness, so I felt it went well with black bread made from rye. Well, it didn’t suit my taste.

“Gainir wants to eat that too!”

“However much.”

I pushed the two pots to opposite sides. Gainir slurped down the stew first with the spoon he was eating. Ah ah. My hands hovered in the air a little vainly.

“Is the ladle a decoration? “Don’t dip your dirty spoon into it; scoop it up with a ladle.”

“Okay...”

“Give me the soup.” “Eat all the stew between you.”

On the other hand, Meister, who was aiming for the stew next, frowned and scolded Gainir.

Gainir, who was just behaving as usual, felt a little offended, but did not protest in the end. A large, intimidated man picked up the bowl and drank the stew.

“New all the way through.”

Meanwhile, Kye Myung very naturally ordered a new stew. It’s nice because it feels like I’m eating well, but it feels so natural that it’s a subtle feeling.

“Oh really. Don’t dip the spoon you’re eating into. “I mean, are you stuck in your nostrils?”

“Wow... I got it, Gainir....”

“Don’t be like that.”

“It’s dirty.”

“It has a scent, but no taste....”

“Because it’s water made with grass leaves.”

“It tastes awful.”

“Is that so?”

Well, it’s a bit difficult for a child to taste tea. Even for me, I only learned how to eat when I was in my late twenties.

“I think this would be a better fit for you.”

“...! “It’s sweet!”

So I asked the servant to prepare a new juice made from ground fruit. The cake seemed to suit my taste so I didn’t bother to change it.

“delicious...!”

“Okay, eat a lot.”

Cookies, cakes, and Suzma filled with fruit gradually disappeared into the girl’s stomach. It was truly like a child growing up. I think he ate more than Dev.

“Why are you looking at me?”

“...Do you need more cookies?”

“Uh, a little?”

What if I eat less than a middle school child?

I felt like eating a lot of dessert, so I piled up the snacks on Dev’s plate. Deathbringer was shocked, but he couldn’t help it because he was so concerned.

Eat more, eat it all, yup.

“I ate it all...”

In just a moment, the girl emptied her dessert bowl again. Since his eyes were filled with regret rather than showing signs of being full, I slowly rolled my eyes.

Since the desserts I had brought in advance were all gone, if I ordered it this time, an attendant would have to go back and forth to the tower again... Wouldn’t that be cruel?

“...Are you not going to eat Keimyung dessert?”

“Why do you ask that?”

“I wanted to ask if you were willing to give it up to your child if you weren’t going to eat it.”

In that case, it would be better to give it to someone who doesn’t eat it. There will be no food waste and no waste of labor.

“You can just ask the servant to do it.”

“It just seemed like a lot of waste in one way or another.”

“He who is the master does not need to consider those below him.”

“So are you going to eat it?”

Try climbing up and down a ten-story tower. Is that something people do? I asked again with that mindset.

“Take it.”

Keimyung was the first to raise the white flag. It was the moment when the child was replenished with cakes and cookies.

“Thank you persimmon.”

“You don’t have to thank me.”

I wish I could eat this and not feel like it’s not enough. I leaned back in my chair, admiring the child’s ability to eat.

“I...”

At that moment, Deathbringer, who was chewing on a cookie, spoke to me.

“Why are you calling the wizard Nari the Commandment?”

“...?”

“Isn’t Erutalc the name?”

“ah.”

Come to think of it, the kids don’t know that Erutalc’s name is Commandment. Because I didn’t tell you.

“I only call you that because I heard it’s real name.”

There is no need to explain in detail why Erutalk is a pseudonym and why Kyeommyeong is a true name. Out of consideration for her honor and pride, I only told her the basic facts.

“Ah... Is that so?”

From a distance, the eyes of two people who were chewing food with puffy cheeks were drawn towards me. Although he pretends not to, Kyemyung is also secretly keeping an eye on this side.

“But... when did you hear that? “I don’t think you knew from the start...” After

thinking about it for a while, the keen Deathbringer asked again. This was a little tricky to answer.

“I didn’t think Erutalc was the real name, so I asked properly. “That’s how I found out.”

I’m sure you won’t ask me why I thought that way. If I do that, I’ll get in a bit of trouble.

I waited for the Deathbringer’s next reaction, thinking in advance about answers to questions that would be embarrassing when I returned.

“I asked for this name...”

“An adventurer said the name...”

The response was very different from what I expected.

What’s the problem?