867 Eleventh Day of the Silver Moon (7) - Dinner in the Sanctuary

It is then about half an hour later.

Outside the cave, word was delivered that dinner was ready.

"A nearby clan, starting with Namkar, has prepared dinner for us. Guests want their bellies filled with it."

With Lyta's guidance, we head outside the cave.

Once again, Ai-Fa mumbled me, and I went down to the rocks of the lower realm - and there was a glorious burning fire there, and there were indeed many red people gathered.

"Approximately, they seem to be the families of Namkar. But after all, the Valve hunting clan seems to be somewhat confused."

Tia, who cried her eyes red, laughed and explained it that way.

There, a small shadow rushes over with tremendous momentum. It was two girls younger than Tia.

"Tia! Finally! I've been worried about you!

The girls cling to Tia, shouting out loud and beginning to cry.

Tia rubs her own cheeks against the girls' heads as she narrows her eyes happily.

"These are Tia's sisters. Megri, my older sister, Kasha, my younger sister."

"Well, Tia had two sisters."

In the last half hour, me and Tia were finally getting to exchange words normally. Because the true farewell is tomorrow morning, he manages to discipline his heart.

Then a girl named Kasha, my youngest sister, dazzled me with her eyes wet in tears.

"Is this the people of the outside world called Asta? You're a grown man, but you look so weak!

"Asta is not a hunter. But I don't think it's a good idea to be rude to Asta, the guest."

"Because! Because of this man, Tia must have committed a great sin, right?

"That's not true. It's Tia's sin to hurt Asta, so Asta has no sin whatsoever.... and the sin was already found to have been redeemed, so there is no reason to get rid of it as such"

Kasha burst into fresh tears and cuddled Tia's body.

Megri, just a little taller than Kasha, lets Tia go and wet her tears.

"I'm so glad Tia's alive. The Megris thought Tia had been eaten by Madarama, so they did a mourning ritual, didn't they?

"Mm-hmm. That's what I hear from Ryta. Sorry to make you sad for so long."

"It's okay! Because this is how you came back!

They were as innocent and as adorable as Tia.

Plus, it's just a few centimeters smaller than the tier, and it looks and feels just like it. Only Tia, who has not performed a ritual to purify herself with holy water, has dull hair and skin color.

"Over there, everyone's waiting for you! I've prepared a fine dinner for Tia!

"No, but Tia..." Tia said, looking at me with a troubled face.

I make you laugh, "Fine."

"It's been six months, so I want to talk to Tia. Let me talk to you later."

"... ok. Asta and the others want you to enjoy your sanctuary supper."

That's how Tia was pulled by her sisters and disappeared to the end of the rock.

Then, from the side, the lighter peeks into his face.

"Has Tia gone? Well, I think Ryta will guide the guests."

"Yeah, thanks. Uh, the others..."

"The guests who came down earlier have already been taken to their seats. This way."

I, along with Ai-Fa and Birdu-Faw, was set to walk to the center of the rock.

The rocks of considerable size have been completely filled with the people of the sanctuary. Fifty red people who attended the Council of Chiefs, thirty Valves and Madaramas at a time, and the people of the nearby clan who prepared us for dinner. It was no less enthusiastic and bustling than a feast by the woods.

"... there was a fire in the Red People, too."

And that's what Leiris, who looked around intriguingly, said.

"There was no smoke rising from the mountains of Morga, so it was argued that the Red People might not have the slightest chance of dealing with fire... it seemed an error"

Indeed, on the spot, a number of cauldrons were lit. It was just that there was a roof over the fireworks made of leaves, and that was what was sprinkling the smoke.

"When I give you smoke, people on the outside will know where the house is. That's why they're working so hard that the smoke doesn't lift."

As she walked ahead, Ryta explained to me that way.

Then Dan-Rutim laughs gahahaha as he walks nagging backwards.

"Whatever, my stomach's empty! I'm really looking forward to seeing what dinner you serve!

"Hmm. I wish it was in the Guest's mouth, but I don't know"

"I don't have anything to show you! It smells delicious from all over!

I've already felt that from the moment I got down to the rocks. What discerns is the smell of meat being roasted and the smell of vanilla. Tia once told me that vanilla is used heavily in the sanctuary.

"Hmm. You're finally here."

In the middle of the rock was prepared a fur rug, where the Donda-Lou and the others were waiting. Ten guests, now in full swing.

And besides the guests, three red people and one Valve and Madarama refrained. Hamra, Tia's mother, and Raal and the men of the offering, and wolves and serpents in pure white hues, respectively.

"Oh! There you go, mister!

The white wolf quietly looked back at Dan-Rutim laughing cheerfully.

It is quite a giant, among a few valves. His eyes twinkled in a beautiful golden colour, and the pure white furrows lit by the burning fire were divine.

"Please, I want you to relax. Let's get him to eat and drink right away."

It was Hamrah who said so.

I'm supposed to be the right age because I'm Tia's mother, but that face is as young as a girl. However, the little body was full of majesty and style, and the wanderings that the chief deserved.

"And I want to thank you once again. Without the mouthfeel of the Guests, Tia's sins would never have been forgiven. As Tia's mother, as Namkal's chief, I would like to convey my sincere thanks."

"No, this one's relieved. Tia can safely return to the sanctuary, above all."

It seems that Donda-Lou had already exchanged greetings, so I let him answer that way.

That's how you build a car seat on the rug, and some little figures rush over a little bit.

"I have brought to Sheikh Hamra, Sheikh Raal, dinner for the guests. Excuse me."

At the center of the car seat, different meals are set aside. I was supposed to keep an eye out for that.

It is a colorful and sumptuous meal. The vessels were primitive, but the numerous dishes put on them were not at all likely to be seen.

A shell like palm fruit is broken into two pieces and used like a plate. Filled with this is a juicy dish stewed with meat and vanilla.

The leaves of Gonumoki, which are also familiar by the woods, are topped with roasted meat and dough.

Other dishes, such as the dish where the meat was steamed with vanilla, a pile of fruit that I had never seen, or a dish where the nuts or something were steamed - it really looked like something I would want to call a feast dish.

"It is every few years that all the chiefs gather in one place, so different clans brought the ingredients to rub their supper. Please don't hesitate to eat it."

"Uhm! This meat and more looks really delicious! What kind of meat is this?

"That's Payfay's meat. Only the meat of Valve and Madarama will not be present on this occasion"

Ryta wraps around Madarama's cape of scales, and Raal's offering wraps around Valve's cape of fur. The presence of the living Valve and Madarama on the spot was an even more unusual sight.

(But this is the normal sight in the sanctuary, right?)

With that in mind, I also decided to let you taste the meat from Payfay that I got split up with.

Payfay's meat has once spoken of what Tia had brought to the woodside. Um, it's the flesh of a giant catfish plated beast with sharp nails.

Payfay's meat was a reddish peek from the cross section, medium rare baking addition and subtraction.

I noticed that Chim-Sudra said, "Hmm?" He raises his voice suspiciously.

"Hi, this meat seems to be raw... but won't this break my belly?

"Uhm! If it wasn't for Giva, they wouldn't even be poisoned with raw grilled meat! I was eaten raw caron meat, too!

Laughing luxuriously, Dan-Rutim threw Payfay's meat into his big mouth.

"Uhm, delicious! Don't make me feel any better than Karon!

While I relied on that smile, I also scratched Payfay's meat.

For the first time in six months, the strange taste spreads in my mouth.

Payfay meat is an incredible flavor that is fruity sweet and sour even though it is not seasoned. It seemed to feel so vivid because it was medium rare.

The flesh is extremely elastic. However, there is absolutely nothing muscular about it, and the more you chew, the more fruity flavor and meat flavor spreads into your mouth. The meat that just seared and roasted the surface felt extravagant.

"Does Payfay's meat fit your mouth? I wonder if this is the case."

Raal grinned slightly, pushing the item in his hand to the center.

It is a plate of nut shells. What was filled there was a proxy like a snuggly red pudding.

"This was set on fire by adding salt, water and vanilla squeeze juice to Payfay's blood. In Chautarta, when you hunt Payfay, be sure to make this"

"Salt? How do you guys get salt? We have no choice but to buy it in town."

"A valley of salt exists in the hunting grounds of Chautarta. There's no such thing as a valley of salt in this neighborhood, is there, Hamra?

"Hmm. The only time I can mouth salt is when I invite a clan to live on the north side of Morga"

Speaking of which, Raal spent three days visiting this place. The vastness of Morga's mountains was only surprising, but it was also quite surprising that rock salt could be harvested in the middle of such a continent.

Whatever it is, it is the dish offered by Raal.

That's a puffy texture and still reminds me of pudding and jelly. Even in my hometown, I feel like it existed that it was a blood pudding or a sausage - but I didn't accumulate that much knowledge.

"Do you just add water, salt and vanilla and your blood solidifies like this? Will vanilla do that?"

"No. Sometimes when there's not enough vanilla, it's just water and salt to make it. Also, I guess nothing special because I can make the same thing with Lyonne's blood, not Payfay"

So Raal peered into my face delightfully. Eyes that looked black in the cave, now lit by a burning fire, look the same garnet-like shade as the Tiers.

"You've been shining your eyes for a long time, my guest Asta. You liked this meal so much?

"Oh, I'm taking Kamado's turn by the woods.... Oh, wouldn't Kamado exist in the sanctuary? Well, I mean, it's my job to cook meals."

"Huh," said Raal, laughing inclusively.

Hamrah lays eyes on such a raal.

"It's Raal. Would it be rude to laugh at a guest? Sometimes, in the sanctuary, a man who has lost his power has to make a meal."

"I wasn't laughing at anything like that. This Asta was delightful because she was a man full of things to think about."

With that said, Raal even leaned over me with a vessel of blood pudding.

"Pleasant people, I prefer. If you're so intrigued, try it."

"Thank you.... er, can I have some vessels? People by the woods are forbidden to eat from the same plates as their non-family counterparts."

"Wow. That's a weird lesson.... Hey, just bring the Numo shell to the number of Guests!

In response to Raal's voice, the young ladies carried many vessels.

I laugh "thank you" over there, and then I go for the blood pudding. It was not difficult to divide it into vessels, as it was accompanied by something like a thin callus.

It has a slightly heavy texture, about halfway between pudding and cold weather.

I modestly transferred the lid mouth portion to the vessel, and once again carried it into my mouth - a rather intense scent of blood spread in my mouth.

Although this may be due to Payfay's blood, it also has a fruity sweetness and sourness. There, it was also added a sense of sobriety because it came from vanilla.

"Yeah, it's delicious. Plus, it's so funny. I've never had a blood dish before, so I had a good experience."

"Right. Your compatriots seem to be doing a lot of slacking."

"Huh?" I looked around, left and right, and a lot of people did frown and look at me. To Ai-Fa, to Donda-Lou, to Birdu-Fou, to Chim-Sudra - and even Dan-Rutim wrinkles around his forehead.

"Hmm. That's right, Asta, you seem to be ready! Carrying blood dishes to your mouth without hesitation is hard to imitate!

"Huh? Why? Even the people of the woods have been eating Gibba's meat for a long time without blood draining."

"Wouldn't it disappear if you burned it, such as the blood in the meat! Now, be prepared!

But the people of the forest have spoken without hesitation, even in the brains and eyeballs and guts of Gibba. So I had no idea why I was avoiding blood alone.

"But Asta, didn't you know? Once upon a time, the people of the woods had the gift of bathing their blood to incorporate the power of Gibba."

and Gazran-Rutim explained it to me with a serene face.

"That must have been a lesson from when I lived in the Black Forest. Our ancestors were contraindicated to mouth meat of black monkeys eating people, so instead they were bathing in blood. I took over the lesson in the Morga Forest... but apparently Giva's blood contained a human poisonous ingredient."

"Oh, Giva means she breaks her belly when she's raw, so I guess that's what blood contains,"

"Yes. So the lesson was also to be stopped a long time ago. However, there is also the rumor that very few hunters were exposed to Giva's blood until recent years in order to show fearless courage for such a disease-"

So Dan-Rutim said, "Oh!," he struck his hand.

"Right, right! Asta was talking about being forced into a wedding at the Parents' Conference by Yamil-Ray, who had Giva's life blood on her! So I was supposed to be able to put such difficulty on Zuro-Sung that I should give him eyeballs because I saw Yamil-Ray naked!

"Oh, no, yes, that happened too..."

I roughly wandered over to Ai-Fa.

As a matter of course, Ai-Fa has an eye for a bobcat. Not at all, it was something that reminded me of extra memories.

"Uh, right. I don't think Gibba should have been alive, either, do you? I guess if you put as much heat through it as the meat, the toxins in your blood will disappear, too. If I hadn't, I wouldn't have been able to eat meat."

"Hmm. So there's no reason to avoid the blood itself! Then I'll try one too!

Dan-Rutim luxuriously shrugged up the blood pudding and split it it into his own vessel.

Then, once again, I rinse in the blood pudding - and that whirlpool goes, "Oh!" and be opened up.

"This is delicious! It's like the power of a beast somehow fills your body!

So the rest of us were surprised to split the blood pudding. I'm sure we thought it would be unacceptable to leave a meal prepared for ourselves.

"Um, sure... this looks delicious"

"Yes, it also feels nourishing"

Raal grinned slightly again as he looked around at such woodland hunters.

"The people of the woods seem to have this strange lesson. I'll bathe in the blood of the beast, but when I see you naked, I'll scratch your eyeballs. It's just a lesson we've never heard of."

"Really? Perhaps it is an early reckoning, then, that the ancestors of the people by the woods are the people of the sanctuary."

To Gazran-Rutim's words, Raal shook his head "No".

"Not all the people of the sanctuary place themselves in the same scripture. The white people in particular should have lived far from here. Didn't the guest Gemd say so?

"Yes, the white sanctuary is supposed to exist in the southern lands"

"Hmm. If the tribe of the east exists, even the tribe of the south will exist. Even more so, it is not strange to have different learnings."

Raal nodded satisfactorily and grabbed the meat wrapped in vanilla.

"We were actually told different stories today. It's a shame that all of them are truthful… but it's no different that they were delightful"

"Yes, I have only spoken of knowledge that is untied from the literature, so I will not cease to believe that all of them are unmixed truths. … but it seems to capture about one side of the truth"

"Mm-hmm. A side of truth is a good word. I guess what you said was not a lie, but a cut of the truth. With that in mind, we will tell our children and grandchildren the words we have gained from you."

After saying it that way, Raal spilled more white teeth.

"When I talk to my guest Gemd, it seems like the story gets heavy. Come on, mouth more meals. You can't be hungry yet."

Raal made us go ahead with our meal.

Every dish is quite delicious. Even though seasonings exist only in salt and are rarely even used, all kinds of vanilla give them colour.

The juice dish was spicy, and the sweet and sour fruit was also thrown. The meat was a lot tense, but thanks to the vanilla, there was no smell, and I could feel the taste of solid meat. This was a story of being the flesh of a beast that lioned.

Besides, the one called the Numo shell, which is used in juice dishes, had the bottom part burned. There would be no pot or anything else in the sanctuary, so I guess I'm setting this shell on fire directly.

Belimbo's dough and the dishes introduced were blurry and tasteless, but when eaten in juice, they were extraordinarily delicious. It is probably a dough that was finely ground with some kind of nut and heat through it after being trimmed with water. It had a lot of earthy flavor, but it was not difficult to eat at all, and it was superior as an accompaniment.

The dish where the meat was steamed with vanilla was quite odd. The meat was pale lean, but the vanilla smelled like a sweet banana, which brings strange harmony. When asked how the hell they made it up, they wrapped Naccia's meat and Lurorca vanilla with gonumoki leaves, buried it on the ground and set fire to it. Even in a land where no decent cookware existed, there were so many different ideas.

Besides, Tia once told me that it was booze.

The liquor was housed in a round, perforated numo shell. Or if you crush a fruit named Cheryl and seal it in the shell of a numo, they say you can have booze in about ten days. I had one, too, but it had quite a unique taste, flavor and intense sweetness like Anz's.

"Hmm. This looks like some kind of bug."

and pinched up the dish that Ai-Fa had split into his shell and crushed it that way.

I look at that gesture, and I shrug myself off a little by accident. I thought I was a nut or something, and it was like a giant, fleshy, giant eel.

No, would the impression be like a beetle larvae? It's about the same size, and her body, steamed in a pale brown color, is shrunk all the way round. A thick, hairy leg inside of it made me crawl my back.

On the poor lips of Ey-Fa, the larvae can be thrown a little.

Ai-Fa had a flat face and chewed the steamed larvae.

"Hmm. I wonder if this is a bug that lives in the dirt. Something that's taking in the nourishment of the earth."

"A, I = fa say so, but you have no resistance"

"Hmm? Our ancestors were talking about eating bugs and snakes in the Black Forest. … and should we have refrained from talking about these"

Ai-Fa looked distracted and saw a pure white madalama wrapped around a tunnel.

Raal sitting right next to it shrugs his shoulder, "No".

"If it's a snake without madalama, we're eating it fully, too. Or let's eat Madarama herself. It's not contraindicated or anything, so I don't need to be guided."

"Right. I hope so."

Ai-Fa beckoned Raal and Madarama before splitting the same dish for me.

"You too, try it. It doesn't taste worse than any other dish."

"Oh, yeah... it's not good to hate eating"

I don't really like insect food. At best, it would be about the inago tenderloin that I received as a souvenir from somewhere.

For me, the steaming of this round larvae was quite a hurdle - but the folks by the woods, the meals served, should not have been allowed to be repelled.

This should already be eaten with one mouth, apprenticing Ai-Fa. I mean, I'm not going to be able to have the courage to twitch in the middle of my torso. I let it go in my mouth, ready to jump off a cliff, breathing and blurring my vision as much as possible.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Oh, my God, don't make funny noises, you lying bastard"

After poking me in the head, Ai-Fa tilted her neck a lot.

"Something just made me feel a lot nostalgic. You just... you had that voice the first time you ate Giva's eyeballs."

I gave him a nod in tears, yeah. In my mouth, the larvae and this are still leaping crazy.

"It's a funny one. Are you not comfortable with bugs and eyeballs even though you have the courage to say so with blood dishes?"

Ai-Fa handed me the water bottle she brought with her, smiling just in front of her eyes.

"Swallow the tears before they spill. Damn, he's a baker to take care of."

I poured the contents of my mouth in the water of a water bottle, savoring the love of Ai-Fa in full.

Hamra stares at us like that. Those red, shimmering eyes were lit with much more serious light.

"... As much as I asked Tia earlier, there were only two families in Fa's house?

"Uhm. The human family will be ours alone. And then there's Totos, dogs, cats, all the family of beasts."

"Right," Hamla smiled at the lid.

The sharpness also falls out of its gaze, and instead a warm light resides.

"Somehow, I think I understood Tia's feelings. If Hamra lived in Fa's house, she'd be in love with you guys."

The smile of Hamra, speaking that way, looked just like Tia's.

And to his eyes, he's crying red, just like Tia. No matter how dignified or stylish she is, she is Tia's mother.

I guess I won't be able to see those hammers again in the future.

But still, I wanted to bite the joy of revealing the night with Tia's family and compatriots.