840 Twenty-ninth Day of the Purple Moon ⑥ - Feast Cuisine

"After all, it seems customary for nobles of high rank not to be able to move for a while in places like this"

That's what Dari-Sauti said as he saw more of the people solidifying behind the hall.

"It will be some time before Fermes tries to talk to Asta. I'll keep an eye out for those moves, so until then, enjoy the feast."

"To the generosity of Dari-Sauti, let me lay down my words of gratitude"

When Ai-Fa responded with a tight face, Dari-Sautti smiled at Eagle Deep.

"I would have told you many times that this is not just a matter of Fa's house? Either me or Ziza-Lou are going to stand where Fermes exchanges words with Asta."

Ziza-Lou nodded silently.

Instead, Georg-Zaza is shrugging his shoulders.

"They say I'm useless, so I'll let you do whatever you want. That's a lot of hard work."

"No. I rather believe that the power of George-Zaza is needed for the people by the forest to bond correctly with Fermes and others. However, it would be more appropriate for me or Giza-Lou to see the interaction between Fermez and Asta."

After saying it that way, Dari-Sauti stroked his cornered mandible too much.

"It seems to me that Gazran-Rutim would be the best fit. He insisted that he was unworthy, and this time he didn't ask to accompany him."

That must be an action based on the last supper party. Gazran-Rutim was supposed to spill words against Fermes that might seem unsatisfactory.

(Still, if Fermes thought it would have a bad effect on me, I'm sure Gazran-Rutim would wish to accompany him. I guess that means Gazran-Rutim didn't... whatever happens, he's stepping on it)

Besides, Gazran-Rutim felt somewhat in jeopardy about Fermes himself. It's not about me obsessed with Fermes, it's like I remember a sense of crisis at the end of Fermes obsessed with me - it was such a mouthful.

(A life where you can only admire another person's life like a puppet play, or... I knew it was a hard expression for me to feel)

I looked back at Chim-Sudra as I held that thought in a corner of my chest.

"Chim-Sudra doesn't seem to be called for a while either. Until then, enjoy the feast."

"Hmm. I'm glad to hear that word, but doesn't Asta want to talk to Schmiral-Lilyn?

Then that beautiful companion smiled at us, not at Schmiral-Lilyn himself.

"Then why don't the six of us move...? If that's how many people you have, you won't be stuck......?

We were thankful to accept the proposal.

Dunlo, the inhabitants of the Inn Town, is joining the Rudd-Lou and the others. Rudd-Lou and Giza -Lou were also close to him because they stood in the pitting (sleigh) noise in the lodging town. Besides, we were supposed to have a good interaction until we arrived at Castle Genos.

And then Dari-Sauti and Georg-Zaza and others will act in the same group, and the grouping is complete.

After a few parting greetings with those people, we decided to tour the table where the dishes were placed.

"Wow, what kind of dish is this?

When he arrived at the first table, he gave a voice played by EA Fou-Sudra.

There were snacks lined with ingredients in fuwano fabric, but they all had incredible colors.

Coloring the fabric is not unusual in the castle town, as Jan used to incorporate it as well.

But the colours of the dishes arranged on the spot were too unusual. It was a gradient that varied from deep red to pale pink, a marble pattern in which blue, yellow or green intertwined geometrically, or a white and purple stripe.

(Sounds like there's something in America that says it's a great primitive cake or a treat... or it sounds like you draw the line again)

And with that dia, these tricks won't even end up on the lookout.

Both Sudra's names seemed hesitant to take it into their hands, so I decided to take the initiative and let them taste it.

Then black, supple fingertips are thrown up from the side. Simultaneously, Schmiral-Lilyn was putting his hands up.

"Cooking like this, for the first time, I saw it. Interested, driven"

"Yes, I'm sure you won't be betrayed."

I, along with Schmiral-Lilyn, spoke of that beautiful dish.

What I said was a dish made of marble patterned dough. Its colorful fabric just touched my tongue, spreading a fluffy and gentle flavor.

(Is it not only coloured, but also flavored in the fabric itself?)

What I felt was refreshing acidity, milky flavors and a little fragrance.

When you grab the dough while you feel comfortable with it, the flavor explodes in a spin. What was hidden inside was meat and vegetable ingredients, thinking they were simmered in miso or tarapa.

The flesh shall be the flesh of the carons. The flavour of the sauce is firmly stuck because it was cut in millimeters of fineness. Miso and tarapa, sugar and hoboi - plus, even some vanilla, it had a really intense flavour.

However, the dough was cooked so thickly that it left a strong presence.

And the more I chewed, the stronger the first three flavors I felt, and that was in brilliant harmony with the inner ingredients.

(Because this blue color has a blueberry-like flavor, is it the ingredient of a mahydra called Amantha? The yellow one is based on caron milk and the green one...... I also used Siri-Low, I guess vanilla like matcha tea. The tannic flavour has been strengthened rather than fragrant. But that's in harmony with the taste of the ingredients again)

As I grew accustomed to the intricate taste of Castle Town, it was truly a delicious flavor.

Yet the bottomless power of Dia is felt to vary. The surprises and shocks that were once tasted at tea parties and supper parties were as comforting as they were revived with their freshness as it was.

"As it looks, it's incredible. But delicious, I think"

Schmiral-Lilyn, too, said so.

"Just will the people by the woods, mouth, fit? I can't judge."

"Right. You may have to make your own decisions about all this."

"Really?", Ea Fou-Sudra smiled.

"Then I think I'll have one too. If you don't taste it yourself, you won't be able to share your thoughts with Yun-Sudra."

He also smiled at his partner, who looked a lot more worried, before EA Fou-Sudra took up one of the dishes. It's a red to pink gradient.

"Well, this... sounds a lot more vanilla spicy"

"Oh, really? The three colors over here, they weren't."

"Oh, but... when I ate it all, I calmed down"

To the words, Chim-Sudra looked strange.

"What does it mean when you eat it all, you calm down? Normally, the more you eat, the more spicy it will be?

"I'm sure it tastes different in the dark and the thin parts."

I let him follow up like that, but I couldn't tell him for sure if I didn't taste it myself.

This dish is about the size of a lid mouth, so you won't have a problem pinching some. I decided to bring the same gradient of dishes to my mouth as Ea Fou-Sudra.

The anticipation seemed mediocre. The red part has a strong corn-based spiciness and the sweetness of the fruit intensifies as it approaches the pink part. It was difficult to say what fruit juice it was, but for now I felt like Lamam, which resembled a berry-based arrow and apple, was being used.

And notably, it will be about the ingredients inside.

It was just like the first thing I ate, and it was cooked with miso, tarapa, etc.

(Even though I use the same ingredients, I get a completely different impression from fabric to fabric. Was that the point of this dish)

I'm going to squeak and bite Dia's arm off.

Schmiral-Lilin also pinched the second dish, and Vina Luu-Lilin had just eaten one, and the taste of that dish was over. Ai-Fa and Chim-Sudra look distant from this incredible look.

Moving on to the next table, you ladies raised your voice as gorgeous as you saw it somewhere.

Ai-Fa insignificant, lurks behind me and Schmiral-Lilyn. At the same time, one of your ladies looked back.

"Well, Master Asta. You were with Master Schmiral-Lilyn."

"Yes, it's a hiccup. Um... Princess Serange, right?

"Yeah, it's a pleasure to meet you."

I was supposed to breathe relief inside. She was once one crack in the lady who was sending an autumn wave to Sin-Lu, but it's hard to tell from the other Vesta. The Vesta was smiling at some of her ladies beside her.

"Dear Schmiral-Lilyn, Congratulations on winning this one. We watched in the arena, too."

"The last time I missed Master Leeheim, I couldn't help but cheer. The truth is, we were there for Master Leeheim."

"Thank you," replied Schmiral-Lilyn, not impatiently.

To that appearance, Vesta blushes her cheeks.

"Master Schmiral-Lilyn was born in the east, wasn't he? When those lords smile... you're so charming."

"Oh, by the woods, it's forbidden to praise your appearance, Vesta."

"That's right. Not to mention that Master Schmiral-Lilyn has a partner..."

and Serange shifted his gaze from a red flower adorned under the chest of Schmiral-Lilyn to the so-called Vina Ruu-Lylin.

"You were also watched by the chiefs, weren't you? Maybe..."

"Yes... the companion of Schmiral-Lilyn, my name is Vina Luu-Lylin..."

Really, you ladies are gorgeous again.

"I knew you did. I've been blinded because you look amazingly beautiful."

"Me, too. Besides, you're so graceful... have you learned how to do your lady anywhere?

"No way... I haven't set foot in Castle Town yet, only to count..."

"I can't believe it. So, you're a natural classy."

The seranges looked heartily impressed.

It seemed a lot unexpected that Vina Ruu-Lilin was ladylike - but it is certainly an unbeatable beauty on the outside, and besides, the part where she behaves so smoothly but with grandeur standing and the loose tone of her low blood pressure may have led to some sort of elegance.

"Master Shmiral-Lilyn is also a Rin, so he seems to be a nobleman in the east."

"Yeah, you two look really good. I kind of envy you."

You ladies were watching the Lilyn family with a glimpse somewhere.

I wasn't fascinated by each appearance, it's how I'm distracted by something called a "happy couple". In that mood, it wasn't hard for me to understand either.

"Oh, you had a visitor by the woods, too."

And Serange turned his attention to Mr. and Mrs. Sudra, who were in my place.

When both names greet each other, a different kind of whisper comes up again. It seemed to be something of an aspiration for young couples at first sight.

"At sixteen, you've already been given a wedding. It's kind of nice."

"But you look great. Oh, I wonder when I'll have a lovely companion."

Though Chim-Sudra seemed perfectly pioneering, EA Fou-Sudra returns a smile and greeting with a good grace in front of her. As much as I don't think this is my first castle town, EA FOU-SDRA seemed natural.

"Oh, you were all in the middle of a meal, weren't you? I'm sorry to bother you."

"This dish was delicious, too. Stay tuned."

The ladies moved to another table, like butterflies walking from flower to flower.

Ai-Fa, who was hiding herself as she moved, circles around Schmiral-Lilyn and comes back to me. Seeing that look, Chim-Sudra spilled a grin.

"That's right, Ai-Fa, you're skillful at killing signs. But then you don't want to talk to the noble daughters?

"... I would like to finish dinner first. Those girls have a long story to tell."

That's why we're going to the next dish.

Different hors d 'oeuvres were prepared for this table. Colorful dishes glitter on a corner plate as flat as a tray. I was to be admired for that rubbish.

"Wow. Hey, don't you feel like it's one piece in every dish on this table?

"Works?", Ai-Fa leans her little neck in a curse.

"Yeah. Somehow, like it looks best, they even figure out how to shade and arrange the dishes... that's how you feel"

I tried to heat it up like that, but it didn't seem to pass well on to I-Fa.

Then Schmiral-Lilyn smiles at me "I see".

"Sure, it's painting, textiles, going through, beauty. This colour, paper or cloth, if you photograph it, art, you may think."

"Yes, that's the way it is!

Then I followed Ai-Fa's arm properly, laughing as Vina Ruu-Lilin shrugged.

"Again, these two are talking about things that only they can understand... but Asta and Schmiral were born and raised outside the woods, so I guess there's something about how they think and feel that only they can understand..."

"Right," Ai-Fa says, making his mouth a letter to.

I was to apologize to Ai-Fa and Schmiral-Lilyn to Vina Luu-Lylin, respectively.

"I'm sorry. And anyway, I need to try it. If there's so much going on, why don't you have some of the favorite dishes from Ai-Fa?

There are nine kinds of dishes. Marole hits herself with blue-colored sauce, red dough about the size of a ping-pong ball, a mysterious stick with yellow or green, a snack with some ingredient soldered in a light purple round fabric, and so on - all kinds of things that make you wonder where to start.

By the way, metal skewers are prepared for those that cannot be grabbed by hand, as it is customary not to use plates of parting at the feast in Castle Town. Plus, fingerballs to clean my fingers were ready all over the table.

"... I don't really feel like talking about what I don't know."

Crushed as such, Ai-Fa pierced Mallory's body with an iron skewer.

If it's Mallory, which resembles Ama shrimp, it's out at Fa's house every once in a while. Careful not to spill the sauce in shades like the sea painted, Ai-Fa carried Mallory's body into his mouth.

"What do you say? Delicious?"

"... nothing unsavory, but odd flavor"

I was intrigued by that shade of blue sauce, so I decided to try the same thing.

Apparently there was a thermal insulation device hidden under this dish, which is just a little warmer than human skin. The taste was - sweet and sour, yet spicy exotic.

I guess it's a classic to use Amantha for Dia's blue dishes. Blueberry-like acidity and flavor seem to be the basis, with a variety of seasonings and vanilla added to it. Extremely delicate and complex, yet easy to eat somewhere. The finish matches Dia's image.

Moreover, Mallory has a very pleasant texture as well. The blue blue sauce was deep, magnificent - somehow it didn't remind me of the shimmering sea level in the sun.

(I use Mallory, so I wonder if the theme is the sea. Even without Dia's commentary, it's just funny to imagine.)

I've already decided to eat that table dish from one end to the other.

Yellow or green sticks were stiff baked fuwanos. There are no ingredients, etc., and the fabric itself has a fluffy flavor. Maybe it's a tongue rest dish, but it's a clueless finish.

The red dough was a meat bun. The dough is slightly sweet and the coarsely chopped meat is tingly spicy. Besides, I felt the flavor of fruit juice when I did it. Even though it's a meat bun, fruit like this also exists somewhere - and I get the odd illusion.

The ingredients that were stuck in the light purple dough were vegetable dips. Nanar is the base when it comes to horseradish, and although it has a pretty blue odor accentuated, it is not difficult to eat. The light purple fabric was crunchy like pie, and the flavor of the hoboi refined there was an irresistible fragrance.

All these dishes are full of smudging surprises and freshness.

Unlike some kind of destructive Varcus dish, those senses twitch and penetrate the mind. This was the culinary culinary pinnacle of Dia.

"It's kind of all, it's just a strange dish. Maybe there's no reason why Tour-Din should dream about it."

EA FOU-SDRA had a reputation for doing so.

Ai-Fa and Chim-Sudra are eating dishes with their necks tilted. I guess I can't find a good word for what a reputation this is. It was extremely difficult for me to verbalize Diane's cooking.

"But you didn't seem to have Giva dishes ready for this table either. It's not Rud-Luu, but if Giva food exists, I'd like to say it."

As requested by Ai-Fa, we decided to go for the next table.

There, the familiar two approach. Polearths and his companion Merrim.

"Hey there, you finally got to say hello! Am I enjoying the feast?

"Yes. It's a hiccup, Pol Earth. And Merrim seems to be doing well."

There were also a few people I met, so I decided to take on the role of referral.

Where that's done, Polearth laughs at Schmiral-Lilyn.

"Thanks to Lord Schmiral-Lilyn, the early runs have been very exciting! Especially the last battle. I'm sweating in my hand."

"Yes, I'm afraid so"

"I guess that makes sense, though the story was that it was a lesson for the people of the east not to participate in an early run tournament in the Wang capital. Then I'm sure the winner's frame will be filled with the people of the east!

After saying it that way, Polearth grinned furiously at his plump face.

"But Lord Schmiral-Lilyn must have competed in Totos, not specially trained? Winning first place seats is a big deal. Really, at the end of the day, it was sharp when the arrows were unleashed."

"Yes. I did my best. I'm so glad to be defeated, no regrets, but victorious, pretty good."

As an associate of the Silver Kettle, Schmiral-Lilyn had a first-hand knowledge of Polearth. Besides, it was a pattern that I had invited to the wedding feast because of the people of the mountain, so it was completely unraveling.

"Besides, it is a great pleasure to be able to invite Lord Asta to the feast of Castle Genos. How about the feast dishes of Lord Dia, who exchanges Bi-perfections with Lord Varcus?

"Yes, they are all stunning finishes and will impress you.... Speaking of which, are Giva dishes ready for today's feast?

"Giva food? Well, I wonder how it went. I've been greeting people all my life, so I've only got two dishes to pinch."

Then Merrim smiled at me.

"Over there, I saw people admiring this as a brilliant giva dish. If you don't mind, may I show you around?

"Thank you. But isn't that annoying?

"Not at all. You want to keep your mouth shut about Giva cuisine, don't you, Pole Earth?

"Yeah, of course! Then you can show me around."

With Merrim at the forefront, we were set to cross the Great Square.

In the meantime, I hear Sudra and her husband secretly exchanging words.

"That Merrim guy, he's so cute. At first, I wondered if she was your daughter, Polearth."

"Whatever it takes, I don't think we're that old apart. Besides, aren't those two at all alike?"

"The warm air felt similar, even if it didn't look similar. … will we also soon come to pass?"

Chim-Sudra's reply, I didn't hear it.

Maybe he was even smiling lightly without responding. Even Sudra's husband and wife should not have lost in terms of soothing the beholder.

"This way. I hope it's not my mistake..."

And that's what Merrim said, but I still couldn't see the table. There were so many people packed on the spot that they had a little hedge.

"Oh, Asta. You wanted to eat Giva food."

From among the pedestrian walls, Raina-Lou appeared.

That is followed by Giza-Lou, Rudd-Lou and Dunlo. Seeing that, Polearth raised his voice "hey hey hey".

"I was also going to say hello to Lord Giza-Lou and the others. You were indulging in Giva food."

"Uhm.... but I think it was a better dish to ask"

"Really. Giva meat, it doesn't matter what it is, it feels like what it is."

Rudd-Lou, with his hands behind his head, said so. I don't seem to be complaining, but it doesn't look like I'm stunned.

After a glimpse of the siblings like that, Raina-Lou continued his words with a firm face.

"I, too, was heartily amazed. But... I think it was delicious."

"Oh well. Then I'm looking forward to it."

Then the people who realized we existed paved the way with an elegant smile. Apparently they weren't waiting in order, they were just watching on the table.

(So you're saying it's a good looking dish)

As we thanked him, we went down the open road.

So much so that I got to the big table - but in an instant, I was to synchronize myself with the amazement of the people of the Lou family.

"Hmm? I can't seem to find any food."

Chim-Sudra, who saw the same sight from beside me, raises her voice to Uuno.

I let him shake his head with an ambiguous grin.

"This is all, this is cooking.... I guess."

The table was filled with colorful flowers.

Red, blue or yellow petals twinkle, and the green of leaves and stems brighten it. It looks like you moved the flowers from the garden straight onto the table.

However, the crimson flowers lived in the vessel in front of them look familiar. as if it were a heavy peony. That was supposed to be a dish made of giva meat.

So I'm sure all the flowers decorated for this occasion are dishes.

However, even if there were real flowers all over it, it was unlikely that I could tell.