688 Masquerade (3) - The Beginning of the Feast

"I am very happy to have so many noble people gathered here tonight. If there's a tremor on the ground right now and the Red Bird Palace collapses, Genos will be gone tomorrow."

Mulstein's black humor raised a laugh that seemed elegant from here and there. I don't know how many nobles exist in Genos, but perhaps most of the people in its mainstream come together. This is a meeting of the nobles of Genos to welcome the people of the King's capital with a general mobilization.

"Also, today, in revelation of the diplomat Lord Fermes, we were to invite some of the people by the woods. While living in the same territory, the people of the castle town and the people by the woods don't quite get a chance to face each other either. I hope you can use this as an opportunity to deepen your ties."

The surrounding gaze is pointing at our table. but dari-souti was never called on purpose in greetings.

"I want you to enjoy the cheer while you pinch the delicious food first. After that, I'm also preparing some entertainment. … bless and thank the Father Western God"

People chanted with a well-behaved voice and raised each glass to the height of their eyes.

Though there is little hope for enthusiasm like a feast by the woods, this is the only number of people. The occasion was felt full of a cumbersome and heartbreaking air unique to the masquerade.

And to give it more color there, the small surnames, who looked like dwarves in the woods, bring in the dishes.

The large tables set up all over the venue were quickly filled with dishes of food. After sipping away the fruit liquor in the glass, George-Zaza glances over "which".

"First of all, you just want to keep the Giva dish in your belly. Where is the dish prepared by the Lew family?

"That's all the size, so it's just one struggle to look for it. Let's go around the table properly."

Since I mentioned it that way, Dari-Sauti has looked around at us.

"But it would also be difficult to move with this number of people. Shouldn't we split again by a few to exchange words with more human beings?

Then the voice was raised that it would be appropriate to divide among the blood families. In doing so, when Gazran-Rutim remarked that he wanted to accompany me and Ai-Fa, Lara-Luu said "er".

"But we've never had a ball before, have we? Besides, Sin-Lu will eventually be summoned by comparison of power... and then I'll be alone."

"Now, let's have five of us act together until we're done comparing the powers of Sin-Lu....... so how about that, dari-souti?

"If that's how you judge it, there's no difference. See you later."

Dari-Sauti, with his partner, disappeared across the crowd.

Georg-Zaza looks down at Tour-Din's black and fluffy appearance in a mood.

"So what if we look for Giva food too? I've never been to a gathering like this before, so don't worry about anything."

"Yes, thank you," he said, while Thur-din was eyeing the people of the Marquis who were welcoming him in a hidden place.

Georg-Zaza, realizing it, laughs beneath the wearer.

"This feast will last a long time anyway. I can bond with that little girl as much as I want later.... Truly, Tour-Din is distracted by that toddler."

"Oh, yes, I'm sorry..."

"You don't have to apologize for anything. It is you, the Zaza blood, who most deeply bond with the people of the castle town. Isn't that something to be proud of?

Georg-Zaza was, at no time, an eagle fried. Besides, at every dinner party and so forth, Odifia would have monopolized Tour-Din, and he would have bored himself with fruit liquor. Still, it may have been one manifestation of growth not to burn confrontation like a child.

"Sora, let's go. You tell me which is Giva food."

"I understand, sir. Then again, Asta and the others just..."

"Yeah. Don't get too far from George-Zaza."

I smiled and dropped off the two blackheads.

All that was left were five men, a mixed army of Fa and Luu. But there was still Raylis there for some reason.

"If you don't mind, may I show you? I wonder if I could introduce you to someone I don't know."

"That's a thankful story... but it's a feast because of it, okay?

"Yes, I would be delighted to be with Lord Sin-Lu"

Lara-Rue was sucking in her lower lip with a seemingly complicated face as Raylis smiled at her. Once his father set a despicable trap on Sin-Lew, and then he was to be pulled out to a martial arts club at his request, so I guess he had a restless mindset about Railis.

(But Raylis also said at the last ball that he wanted to say hello to Sin-Lu or something. You two are totally reconciled, so Lara-Luu will be relieved if you figure that out)

So it's finally a culinary tour.

Unlike George-Zaza, who only craves Giva dishes, for me all dishes were expectant.

Turn your foot to the table nearby, being careful not to bump into people dressed in ridiculous outfits. In the meantime, the people around us were sending us hot glances.

Four other people besides me are wearing an extremely beautiful banquet costume, even though it is enough to be interested in the people of the woods. Both the princess knight Ai-Fa, Lara-Luu in a red dress, and Gazran-Rutim and Sin-Luu in pure white armor were supposed to be entertaining people's eyes, respectively.

"This looks like a dish served by a Castle Town cook. Do you want to move to another table?

I say no to what Raylis says.

"If that's the case, we want to mouth all the dishes.... I'll find the best dishes for you too."

Last time, that's how I put myself in charge of tasting.

There was Sheila-Lou then, and even Dari-Sauti was aggressively mouthing the dish. but I'm going to have to play that role alone today. I didn't even think that around Gazran-Rutim would give him a name, but he seemed more interested in what was going on with the people in the castle town than that.

So I pinch a snack on a big plate.

This dish is made of black fuwano dough with elongated chopped carons of meat. Every time I put that dish in my mouth with the smell of vanilla - once, the freshly stifling fat in my mouth twitched.

"Hmm. This reminds me of Timaro's meat dish... apparently infused with fat into caron's meat and cooked to steam"

"Oh, that's amazing softness. So much solid meat, it's as if it's going to melt"

Leiris is happy. For the people of Castle Town, I guess it's not a hard dish to eat. Even for me, at the last ball I found the dish very similar to this to be delicious - what made it was a bozzle to hide. The fattening of his dishes was truly exquisite in the rind.

Apparently the table was filled with the dishes of strange cooks. They all have complex flavors, and that makes me feel less harmonious. My impression was that it was at the hands of a more immature cook than Timaro.

(Timaro was the deputy chef at Count Turan's house. Even if it doesn't extend to Varcas, I'm sure he's a finger cook in Genos)

Whatever it is, I decided to finish the tasting with courtesy, because there is no way I can be allowed to complain about the feast dish.

Moving to the next table that way, he had a familiar face. A skinny young prince - Leeheim, the son of the Earl of Saturas - wrapped around a costume as abhorrent as a pirate.

"It's a hiccup, Leeheim. Nice banquet costume."

When I took the initiative to say hello, Leeheim glanced back at me with excitement.

"This is... isn't this the kind of thing that keeps an eye out"

Leeheim's eyes seemed to bare me and capture the look of Ey-Fa slamming backwards.

"Is it the costume of Princess Knight Zelia? Uhm, that's brilliant. Clean but colorful, fairy tale illustration as it is."

Raylis raised a bitter laugh as Ai-Fa remained silent.

"Lord Leeheim, it is forbidden to flatter the women by the woods. I have also just bought an unhappiness, shouldn't I follow the words colourful, etc?

"Ahem?," Leeheim frowned, but quickly regained his mind.

"Well, me and you were in a better position to watch out than the rest of us. If you're upset, I'll apologize."

…………

"What, you're saying you're gonna apologize, so don't look at me like that"

"… this is what I originally saw"

Leeheim rang his tongue like a child, "Huh," then turned his gaze toward Lara-Lew.

"Your red hair, too, is the face you saw somewhere. Isn't that the daughter of the Lew family?

"I'm Lara-Luu, the third sister of the Luu main house."

Lara-Lew also sees Leeheim with a chilling eye, no less than Ai-Fa. Leeheim, who had good prestige but no gall stood, was shrugging his neck while creating a tannic surface.

"The Lew family and the Earl of Saturas, they must have reconciled, right? Why are you staring at me like that?

"That's just the way I look at you, too."

"What, no more. Do something, Raylis."

"I and I are bonding back to the people of the woods. Isn't Lord Leeheim the only one who exchanges words with sincerity?

Raylis is smiling bitterly after all as he looks at his elderly cousin. These two names, with no similarities at all, made me think about that all the time wondering what kind of childhood I've had.

"By the way, what happened to Lord Leeheim alone? If this is such a big feast, it must still be someone around to greet you, right?

"That's what's bothering me, so I snuck out. It's enough to be the one to greet you."

Saying on the top of the Buddha, Leeheim opens his glass. It was crackling in the face with this miracle, but it didn't look very different.

"... you were Leeheim, the eldest brother of the Earl of Saturas"

and Gazran-Rutim proceeded slowly.

"I'll see you first. My name is Gazran-Rutim, and I am the head of Rutim's family in Ruu."

"Huh? Oh, yeah... Lew's blood muscles mean you're neglecting me too. You don't have to say hello."

"There is no reason to neglect you, because the settlement between the House of Lew and the House of the Earl of Saturas was exchanged. We want to bond correctly in the future."

If you become the son of the Earl of Saturas, you will be the great nobleman of the fingerfold in this Genos. What kind of person it was and how Gazran-Rutim seemed to be of great interest.

Leeheim is a lot of ass. Gazran-Rutim is a person with a soggy big tree atmosphere that has nowhere to intimidate people at all, but it may still have been heavy enough to atrophy Leeheim.

"Even from Giza-Lou, your story is curious. If you don't mind exchanging words with me, too."

"Giza-Lou is that whoa. Hey, big guy, right? The hunter by the woods is always this guy..."

Hearing Leeheim blur like that, I decided to let you taste the dishes on that table.

This is not a Giva dish, nor perhaps a Varcus dish. I could have guessed it like I saw it, but it was quite good to be able to do.

But after all, it's hard to rate it as complete harmony. It is a dish that is flavorful and cannot be said to be "delicious". I'm tempted to use a wide variety of ingredients. It seems that the harmony of flavors has become rough - that was the impression.

"... it's Asta. I'm probably hungry, too."

And, around the time I tasted the dishes of one street, I - Fa - have eared it that way. I say, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry I ate all the food. I don't really have the kind of food that I would recommend to the Ey-Fa people.... but would you like to give it a taste?

"... it's bad for Kamado's number in Castle Town, but I don't think he wants to empty the dishes that don't suit his taste"

"Oh well. Then let's head to the next table."

Looking back at the straw, Gazran-Rutim was still talking about Leeheim.

"I see. Neither are you disgusted with diplomat Fermes."

"Sort of. At least, it's the best they've ever had. In the meantime, it sounds like we're trying to test Genos with a fair eye."

Whoa, whoa, I'm surprised. Leeheim, who should have butted in until a while ago, talks to Gazran-Rutim with only a stubborn face. Gazran-Rutim's masterful discourse, or the warm air that flutters and envelops the opponent, may have lifted Leeheim's vigilance. Gazran-Rutim, it is Ozabe.

"Thank you. Very helpful. We will do everything in our power so that we can deepen our bond with the people of the King's capital."

"That's the same thing over here. If you piss off the Wang Capital people, we can't even swallow them."

Now that the conversation seems to have come to a close, we would like to say goodbye.

Lara-Lew calls on Gazran-Rutim, "Hey," as he heads to the next table.

"Gazran-Rutim, how can anyone talk to you like that?

"I'm not going to stick around and act like I'm smiling. I'm just exchanging words, hoping to know the truth about them."

"Hmm. So, how was the nobility earlier? It didn't seem like anywhere to praise me."

"I don't think so. Sure, a lot of that person named Leeheim seems to be ravishing about being born into a powerful house... so I guess he's also having a big concern about succeeding to his parental seat. I think I can understand the distress a little bit."

"Gazran-Rutim is such a fine parent! You can't compare it to a nobleman like that."

"Leeheim has to protect the pride and blood muscles of a house much bigger than I am. If you can get over that heavy pressure... you'll make a fine parent."

Apparently Gazran-Rutim looked like he felt something glowing inside Leeheim.

Then I'm sure the Earl Saturas family will also be able to make a bright end. I almost wanted the people of Genos to be guided on the right path, along with Addis of the Melfrid and Count Dalaim families and someone who would eventually be the companion of Refraia.

When that was how I saw the next table, Raylis said "oops". It was Tul-din and Georg-Zaza, who had just broken up, who were eating food while surrounded by strangely dressed nobles.

"What, you guys sniffed Giva dishes too? Apart from the behavior, it was unbelievable."

George-Zaza laughs cheerfully. In this short time, he probably enjoyed the fruit liquor as well. Instead, Tool-din was smiling relieved as well.

"Uh, really. Everyone here sounds like Giva food. Eat, eat, eat."

To the crackle, Lara-Lu gives a haunted voice. Then one of the nobles, who was eating Gibba dishes at the same table, raised his face as if he were angry.

"Perhaps you are Lord Sin-Lu? Thank you for hitting on me."

Sin-Lu is frowning with a scratch. The other guy was dressed like a monkey and only revealed about his mouth.

When the person gives his name, Sin-Lu also finally opens his brow "Oh". Apparently, he was the young swordsman of the Knights of Dareim and the opponent he bumped into in the martial arts qualifying round.

(Right. Even at the last ball, George-Zaza was beaten by the swordsmen)

Speaking of which, it seemed like all the young men surrounding this table. As a sword-maker, I guess I have to be impressed with the strength of the hunters by the woods.

"Look, Lord Devious. Lord Sin-Lu is here. You wanted to say hi, didn't you?

And, a swordsman with a hairy sword speaks to someone on the wall. It was the lion person dressed as that silver lion who looked back at that voice.

"Oh, Lord Sin-Lu? Looks like a breath disaster, most importantly. You look like a brilliant knight today."

To the lion's mask, he calls out in a cuddly voice. Thus, when viewed up close, both the mask and the whole body wore a crop, obviously not a genuine skin. But even if it's more breathable than fur, it's probably hot and bitter. Though a hole seemed to be holed in the mouth part of the day, it seems difficult to eat and drink.

"When it comes to Devious... you were also the one who crossed swords at the martial arts club"

"Mm-hmm. Lord Sin-Lu played the knife just in one, and he was to be defeated abruptly. Looking forward to today's exam."

I felt like the name Devious sounded familiar somewhere.

Thinking of it that way and sneaking up on Ai-Fa, the beloved parent showed an amazing amount of memory for the crackle.

"Speaking of Devious, you're the man who won the fight and the last eight. It's one of those who Zashma said he couldn't fathom himself. But... he was supposed to be the battalion leader of the militia."

Then we should be watching that game too.

But I was wearing a helmet then, and I'm wearing a silver lion's today. He said he could still see what kind of face he looked like today.

Then that Devious approached us, saying "rude".

And when I sit down a bit instead of I-Fa, the swordsmen who were surrounding the table laugh more and more. Ai-Fa put his arms together and looked down at Devious with a really chilling look.

"... what the hell are you doing?

"No, the Princess Knight Zelia is on her way to the Dragon King's Castle, and she will miss one silver lion. If you could just straddle this back, how would that look?

"... I would definitely say no to that"

"That's a shame. If you change your mind, I'd like you to speak to me anytime."

Devious stood up and finally thanked him. Ai-Fa has a sigh on the top of the Buddha, and Lara-Luu and others are pompous.

"Hey, hey, so many aristocrats are gathered, are you allowed to imitate such a joke?

"This is because it's a masquerade" was the lion human response.

I guess that means you're also allowed to take off your feathers, rather than a regular ball.

"Totally, Lord Devious, don't let people change when you're drunk.... Now let's get you a Giva dish to wait for, folks by the woods"

Without Raylis, we could finally get our hands on Giva cooking.

Such dishes are arranged in a skewed fashion because the feast in Castle Town is desirable for dishes that can be eaten by hand. It is a lineup of hot dogs filled with intestinal meat, pizza full of cheese, buns placed in steamed cages, and skewers of meat and vegetables.

"Oh, you didn't use Giva meat for that dish. It didn't taste like I wanted to complain."

What Georg-Zaza was pointing out was pizza. Several kinds of pizza were prepared, for which Mallory was used at all costs when it was sweet shrimp.

(This is going to make Fermes happy, too)

I decided to take it from Mallory's pizza.

Cheese and tarapa were also used precisely for this, and even sprinkled with Bunashi Mejmodoki and Laurier's vernacular.

They had a finely insulated underneath the plate, leaving them with a higher warmth than the human skin. After a moment, it was unpleasant and delicious.

(Oh, something, don't be relieved)

Giva meat wasn't even used for this, but it was cooked my way. It was inevitable that there would be a sense of security that would not be gained from the dishes in Castle Town.

The people by the woods are eating this table dish with the utmost satisfaction. There were only a lot of young men, and the reduction in cooking was quite something.

"Mm-hmm. This manju doesn't taste strange."

I put my hand up on the same thing because Ey-Fa, who spoke of other buns, spoke that way. If you scratch, Giva's mince is seasoned with spicy vanilla. I can even feel the flavor of milk fat, and it was quite original in taste.

(Raina-Lou and the others must be making a lot of mistakes)

A miso sauce was used for skewering meats and vegetables, which also seemed to be well received by the people of Castle Town. I'm sure many humans speak of Giva food for the first time. Under strange costumes, the young swordsmen smile and cheek Giva dishes. Gazran-Rutim watched him quietly.

"Every dish is delicious! Sister Raina and Sheila-Lou are making it, so it's obvious."

Lara-Luu also seems to have completely restored his mood, carrying one Giva dish after another into his mouth.

"Look, it's all so delicious over here! Have you eaten Sin-Lu yet?

"No. I'm going to eat after that because I'm going to compare powers"

"Uh? But by the time the power comparison is over, it's gone, isn't it?

"Is that right?," Sin-Lu looked back at me with a serious face.

I smile and say, "I'm fine."

"The food should be carried in several portions because it gets cold when you carry it at the top. Rayna-Lew and the others should be encouraging cooking by now."

"Well," Sin-Lu smiled, smiling as Lara-Lu was also followed.

"Something, like a child. You used to have meat with Rudd at banquets."

"Hmm. I miss you."

Between Sin-Luu and Lara-Luu, there is much warmer air. I loved this kind of air that I sometimes feel.

(Is it still nearly a year before Lara-Luu's wedding is allowed? If they were these two, they would be a good couple to beat Darum-Lou and Sheila-Lou)

I stole a glimpse of Ai-Fa.

Ai-Fa silently speaks of Giva cuisine. but those eyes came at me without waiting for two seconds.

"What's up? If you need to talk, you can talk about anything."

"No, I didn't just have to talk to you."

I was just blurry to figure out how we looked to the rest of us.

Well, it must only look like a princess knight or something right now.

Speaking of which, it was a disaster the other day.

And the giant face of the silver lion broke in between us all the time.

Ai-fa happens to be a resolute face, twisting over you.

"What is a disaster? Maybe it's about the bandits who attacked Asta?

"Mm-hmm. I didn't think the bandits would jump through the woods and step into the settlement, etc. I am very reluctant to fully fulfil my role of protecting my people"

The lion human freshly stated that in a serious tone.

"Is the only salvation that could have prevented the escape of the great sinner Silel? I don't mean to be proud of my honor, but the soldiers who took Silhouel were my men."

"Really?" Ai-fa opened her eyes slightly.

Devious nods with a "um" lion's face.

"Though, he's just a soldier on the end who's not even a platoon captain. Whatever I am, he deserves to be proud of his medal."

"I also hear that he suffered a deep hand injury. Could the power have been restored afterwards?

"Mm-hmm. He was slashed on his left shoulder and crushed to the bone, so now he's resting his body in the dorm. After a while, we'll be able to work as part of the militia again."

"Well," Ai-Fa breathed.

"I pray that the man can regain his strength as soon as possible. And I am deeply grateful to all of you for protecting the forestside settlements."

"Right. So will you be able to span my back?

The expression of Ai-Fa, which was softening because of it, happened to change to the top of the Buddha.

"I should have stated that I would say no.... What the hell are you?

"Whatever it is, I can only say it's Algra's silver lion now."

I wonder how the liquor is still passing, even though it has a knightly fortitude. I apologize to Ai-Fa, but I was as comfortable as I was being shown in the cont of the match.

"Oh, I finally found you. You were hiding in the shadow of your lord, Thur-din."

and a gorgeous voice echoes in the pretense.

The young swordsmen gave their thanks by stopping the hand of the meal. It was Eurifia and Odifia wrapped around pure white feast costumes.

Tour-Din brightens his face, and Odifia stares back at it with no expression. It's just that I was hallucinating my tail when I was a puppy shaking in the hem of a skirt full of frills.

"It's hard to get out of here, and it's taken me so long. Hey, Tour-din, could you keep Odifia for a while?

"Huh? Is Eurifia going somewhere?

"I still have to say hello to all sorts of people. And if I keep you up to the end, you won't have much time to talk."

Eurifia gently pressed her beloved daughter's little back.

"I'll be with you when I do my part. Until then, enjoy cooking and dancing with Tour-Din."

Odifia crept closer to Tour-Din, watched by the young swordsmen.

That's how I grip the tip of Tool-Din's hand, and I look up at him with my gray eyes.

"Tool-din, so pretty"

"Thank you. Odifia is so nice, too."

Tour-Din is a black-crush, Odifia is a white-crush, but they both carried jade maggot-colored feathers, a fairy figure. The young swordsmen were breathing in what they felt.

"It's kind of like a painting or an illustration. Were there any such acts in the story of the princess knight Zelia?

"There won't be. But I don't know what it's like to think that way."

Even though I didn't know what the story was about, I felt comfortable wanting to show my consent.

I love the vibe of both of them. People lean in with each other and hit love upright. I guess it's like you're getting that recommendation of a sense of well-being.

At that time, the surrounding people raised their voices so gorgeous.

Seen, several groups of men and women gracefully enjoy dancing in the middle of the hall. The performance brought about by the clown orchestra was also more clearly voluminous than ever before.

The feast must have entered the second stage.

Odifia, who had his gaze on you, turned to Tour-Din once again.

"I still can't get away with this. Will you stay with Odifia when the curtain begins?

"Huh? Yes...... but will you be able to dance to me etc...?

"Because I can tell you about Odifia, it's good."

Odifia was staring at Tour-Din like he was coming.

Tour-Din smiles all the time and shakes Odifia's little hand back.

"Okay. Regards, Odifia"

"Yeah," Odifia nodded, hugging Tour-Din in an overwhelming manner.

"I couldn't stay with Tour-din in Yume, so I was really smudged."

"I was looking forward to seeing Odifia, too.... Oh, did you get the confectionery safely?

"Yeah. It was so good"

Tour-Din handed it to his squire today after a few days off selling confectionery to Odifia. I guess I couldn't help but be told about Odifia's dreams.

People are smiling and narrowing their eyes as they see the little white and black fairies hugging each other. There, a small surname dressed in green approached.

"Dear Sin-Lu, a forest people. I will be ready for a sword fight, will you come here?

"Uhm. Admitted it"

Sin-Lu looks back at Lara-Lu.

Instead of Lara-Luu turning off his grin, Sin-Luu smiled gently.

"Okay, I'm coming. I'll be right back, just wait."

"Yeah. Take care, Sin-Lu. I don't want to get hurt, do I?

It was exactly like a knight in battle and a princess dropping it off.

Sin-Lu nods with a smile, "Uhm," and returns the blemishes.

Meanwhile, also in the middle of the hall, there was an elegant dance by the strangely dressed nobles.