886 Count Dalaim's Dinner Party • - A Night of Joy

"Now, if you'll excuse me for preparing the main course."

Leaving those words, Vulcus left the dining room with his disciples.

Me and Jan are asking to keep the heat on the spot, so they are waiting with the noble people. Then he poked at the gap and Polearth spoke to me.

"As much as I said earlier, thank you for your hard work on the sanctuary, Lord Asta. Even in Castle Town, there was a lot of fuss about that for a while."

"Oh, is that a fuss"

I hope that's not bad content - and when I thought of it that way, Polearth smiled fuzzily.

"Here, Lord Leiris and Lord Gemd reported on the backdrop in the sanctuary. If you hear so much about it, it's about making a scene."

After saying it that way, Polearth turned back towards Shayla.

"Let me tell you something, Lord Ai-Fa. Shayla."

"Yes, I did. Dear Ai-Fa, please come here."

From behind the tensioned clash of luxurious textiles, Ai-Fa emerges softly. Those blue eyes also had a more serious light than usual.

"The story was heard here, too. In Castle Town, how would that one have been shaken up?

"I guess people will have their own thoughts. As far as I'm concerned... it's kind of like being heard."

With a soft smile, Polearth overlapped the words that way.

"It's the resurrection of the great god Ameshorn, or the renaissance of the civilization of sorcery, isn't it? And about the people of the sanctuary. I can't believe you can communicate like a human being with a Valve wolf or a Maddalama serpent.

"Yes... I wonder. I was surprised at first too, but could soon accept it as a natural thing. Isn't it hard to understand because I hear it in hearsay?

"No, no, Lord Leiris said something was as comfortable as I'd dreamed. It must be hard to believe that humans and beasts can cross minds."

Then Fermes said the words from the side.

"I hear people by the woods are mingling with tototosses and hounds. So you won't be as surprised as we are. … maybe that's also a story that has something to do with the origins of the forest people"

"When it comes to the origins of the people by the woods… let's say one example is that the people by the woods may be a clan born between Sim and the sanctuary?

"Yeah, you're right. Gemd told me about it, and I fell sincerely."

Fermes smiled loosely, also deeply in the chair.

"Of course, that's just an unsubstantiated guess… but to me, I don't think that's the truth. It seems to me that there is no better answer to the question of why the people of the woods are so peculiar."

"Hmm. But whether that's true or not, there's nothing wrong with forestside people living as people in the kingdom, is there?

"Of course," Fermes smiled pitifully as Polearth inquired a lot more worryingly.

"The family of Gaze, known as the people of the clouds, is rarely the people of Sim. Moreover, the White clan that lived in the Black Forest is disqualified as a people of the sanctuary at the time of accepting the Gaze clan. After hundreds of years, the people of the woods were baptized by Western gods, so they are not only the people of the kingdom. Where the people of the woods wanted to be the people of the sanctuary, it would not be acceptable."

"Really? Then it's above all else."

"… but I found the presence of the people by the woods so difficult. A forest people born between the sanctuary and the kingdom could be an important presence to connect and stop both of them. The people of the sanctuary who live in nature, and the people of the kingdom who have been given a new civilization, have both properties - because there is no such clan but a people by the woods."

"Hmm. Aren't free pioneers included there, too?

"Free pioneering people are already assimilating with the people of the kingdom. For example, are the people of Drago and Shari, known as the brave hunter's clan, also bearing fruit that is no different from the Masala clan than the people of the kingdom"?

That's what Fermes said, looking like a dreaming maiden.

"Of course, such clans are second only to the people by the woods, I guess. The fact that people such as Barsha and Zida, who were Masala's clan, were welcomed by their fellow forest brethren is proof of this. One day the great god Ameshorn will be resurrected and the people of the woods will probably play a major role."

"Hmm. It seems incomprehensible to me… but I truly agree that the people of the woods are irreplaceable."

With a smile, Polearth made the conversation untimely in a peaceful place.

"Whatever happened in the sanctuary was going to impress us a lot. At the Feast of Martial Arts celebrations, many people would bring such a topic to Lord Asta, so I wanted to tell you about it right now."

"I understand. Thank you for your concern."

Me and I-Fa, it was time to bow our heads to Polearth.

Then Littier, who was listening to this interaction with a smile, struck out her hand, "Yes, yes," she said.

"The food was so brilliant that I was stuck with it. I wanted to tell you something, Ai-fa and Asta."

"Yes, what are you talking about?

"Actually, I'd like to give you both a new banquet costume."

"Banquet costume," Ai-Fa repeated low.

"What would that be about? Of course, when it comes to something called a feast of celebration, I was thinking that I should wrap up my feast costume as a lady again..."

"Yeah, that feast costume by the woods was a very nice outfit, too. But it hasn't been a month since then, so you can't even wrap up the same feast costume, can you?

"No, I'm always wearing the same banquet costume by the woods..."

"But the Lady of Castle Town tries to wear different banquet costumes as much as possible."

With an innocent smile on her soft face, Rittia said so.

"After Easter, the tailor's hand was empty, so we could have your two new banquet costumes tailored. As a thank you for today's wonderful dish, could you please accept it?

"No, but... not only are we supposed to be part of that feast, but also the Lew family..."

"Yeah, your Raina-Lou and your brother Giza-Lou, right?

Rittier's eyes are turned to Raina-Lou, next to mine.

"Those of you didn't even have time to take measurements... but it's okay. I was able to convey the approximate outfit to the tailor, so I'm ready. All you have to do is rework on the day and you'll make it."

Rayna-Lew had his eyes rounded properly.

"Um... is that the kind of outfit that Ey-Fa and Sheila-Lou used to wear at the ball?

"Yeah, that's right. I chose a fabric that would look good on your dark hair, so I'd be glad to hear it."

"Ha... but you can't accept a gift without the parents' permission, so can we just get your approval first?

"Oh, you are. Then we'll leave you to Polearths."

Polearth has looked around at our faces with a bitter smile.

"Well, that's why, isn't it? The folks at Moribe won't be interested in castle festival costumes or anything, but this is like my mother's hobby, so I'd appreciate it if you could take it."

"... I too would like to follow the chief's decision"

In the way he was sighing so hard, Ai-Fa was answering as such. Ai-Fa doesn't really like the cramped banquet costumes in Castle Town.

But I'm secretly hitting my chest. I'm sorry about Ai-Fa, but the feast costumes in Castle Town seem to me to be as great as the feast costumes by the woods. I just imagined that I-Fa would wrap around such a feast costume, and my heart didn't come up and stop.

That's how I = fa pulled across the clash with a lot of shoulders dropped, and the voice of the lowest name "excuse me" echoes. The Vulcans are finally back to finish the dish.

"I apologize for taking your time. This will be our fish dish."

"Oh, I've been waiting for you! Then, please cook with Lord Asta and Jan!

Following Polearth's words, we also set out to prepare meals. Fish dishes were supposed to be served by three cooks at the same time.

Dining room with different aromas. That was all Merrim and Rittier and Polearths were full of joy.

"Oh, this is brilliant! As if we had shown each other, it seems to be a different dish of interest!

As assessed by Polearths, fish dishes were to be arranged there that were indeed varied.

What I have prepared is simply, Seafood Gratin. There are three types of seafood ingredients, Malor, Nunyompa and Scallop Modki, as well as Aria, Mushroom Modki and Broccoli. Otherwise, Remirom is used. The rest were so unclassified as fuwano dishes that they also added a meager amount of gnocchi pasta.

Yang, by contrast, is a stewed dish made with miso. The main target is scallops, and Mallory's body has been added only slightly, besides Shima and Satoimo when Dikon and Ma Guigo and Zucchini. The presence of vanilla was also felt in the unique mellow and fragrant aroma of the miso, which prompted me to expect what it tasted like.

And Varcus is a fried fish fillet.

One plate is lined with Mitsuru fillets, each covered in bright red, green and blue-purple clothes. Because of the transparent sauce hanging from it, the colorful clothes sparkled and finished like confectionery.

"Uhm. Don't get confused about which one you ate this from."

When Paud snapped like that, Vulcus gave a quick voice.

"Deep-fried grilled dishes will lose their flavor over time. Enjoy from my dishes, if you will."

Paud frowned slightly loudly, but he freshly poked the key into Varcus' dish.

And when you eat it with one mouth, the frown that was hissed opens immediately.

"This is another... vibrant taste. It's a shame you only have one mouth."

"We said that three fish dishes would be ready today, so we let it be your size. I hope you're happy."

"Hmm. The first time you mouth a dish like this..."

And, Paud swallowed the words afterwards.

Did you also think that the first time you mouth a dish like this, you might feel other dishes without flavor - but?

But this one too, the power of Vulcus is above understanding. I was so excited that I decided to mouth the Varcus fish dish.

I'm sure the flavors of this dish are divided by the shades. I first decided to mouth a green fillet that I couldn't imagine the taste of.

Although the transparent sauce is hung, the clothes still have a subtle texture. It's a pleasant bite, reminiscent of fried dragon fields, etc. And its green coat hid bitterness and fragrance like matcha tea.

Transparent sauce, slightly sweet. The distribution of sweetness and bitterness was exquisite and, combined with the taste of moist white fish, delicious enough to make me want to sigh.

(For Varcus, that tastes so straightforward. After that vegetable dish, so I guess I'm adding a little hand)

I thought about it that way, but by the time I finished eating the rest of the lid, I was in a different mood.

The red coat is as intensely spicy as it looks, and the blue purple coat is dominated by acidity. They were both in harmony with the soft sweetness brought about by the transparent sauce, a flavor that was difficult to apply by both parties.

And on the other hand, there was small, untouched finishing there. The fish fillets at the heart had a different taste and texture.

The first fillet is oily and luminous, the red fillet is refreshing and chewy, and the last fillet has a relaxed texture and a strong fish flavor. And those flavors and textures seemed to be in perfect harmony with each of the clothes in different shades.

"This fish dish uses three species of fish, right?

To my words, Varcus nodded yes.

"Green will be Lillione, red will be Gillebs and purple will be Rutton. Ultimately, we want to complete an assortment of four species of fish, but we're still in the middle of drilling."

"Well, were all these made of different fish! I didn't even notice that!

That's what Polearth said in his bounced voice.

"I knew I couldn't feel the slightest difference.... but I think they all had great finishes! Each one was easy to eat, and although it felt like there was less detail for Lord Varcus, it would be a great satisfaction if I finished eating it!

Yes, I was as comfortable as Polearths.

Like a vegetable dish like the one I just had, I was never drained of my liver with one mouth. But with each mouthful of three completely different flavors, they pulled their consciousness in a different direction, as if they were showing a different view - it took a really smug sense of well-being.

"... it makes me wonder how different the flavors are, but everything stays in harmony with the same sweetness"

Raina-Lou was reputed that way.

Sheila-Lou lays her eyes down in a way that impresses her.

"These are fried grills, right? Are you using Hoboi oil for just the amount of green?

"Yes. The other two species will be the oil of Leten. There's no need to flavor Hoboi."

"I also felt like I was less finely crafted for the Varcus dishes, but I was wondering how much training it took to assemble the flavor so finely... it's kind of going to distract me"

"I will certainly live more than twice as long as you, so I had no trouble with time. Nevertheless, it does not change the fact that we cannot waste a finite amount of time"

"Really, it's a great taste," Jan also breathed deeply.

"Being Lord Varcus with all these arms, it's also going to be hard to devise a vegetable dish like that just now. I am as comfortable as I am reminded of the power of Lord Varcus."

"Thank you. But I don't think Lord Yang's cuisine will ever suffer the impenetrable sleigh."

Varcus had already finished his dishes and had his hands on Jan's.

I was totally hit by the aftertaste, too, panicking and putting my hands up on Jan's plate. stewed dishes and it was polite to have them while they were hot.

So, when I mouthed Jan's dish - it was kind of, like, a relieved delicacy.

Is Nyatta distilled liquor also used for miso, sugar? Some more vanilla is added while being in the same range as the miso dish I serve. This was probably like a spicy disappearing salfal when heat was applied and a nahua with strong bitterness.

Nahua is not only bitter, but also has a rather intense blue odor, so it is only used to the point of being concealed. Its slight bitterness and blue odor give it a bit of sobriety and depth on the palate of the miso.

Besides, salfal still tastes like mustard even when the spiciness disappears. The flavors went hand in hand, and while it was a familiar miso dish for me, it also seemed to create some exotic flavor.

The scallops, carefully simmered in those seasonings, are moist and soft, rich in flavor and sweetness. And the stock extracted from the scallops modoki themselves felt like it was jumping up the completeness of this dish.

"Perhaps the treatment of the miso is influenced by Lord Asta. I also remember this taste with sugar and Nyatta distillery. I see no mistake in your decision to add salfal and nahua to it, and the amount of it and the reduction of the fires will depend on it first. I don't see any deficiencies in the handling of shellfish or mallows... and Lord Yang seems to be obsessed with something called" luxury. "

"Is it attractive? You said the same thing in the appetizer."

"Yes. If I were you, I'd feel like elaborate more, but this seems like it's done. I guess we should get to work on devising a different dish rather than applying new finesse to this dish. Excellent and delicious, I don't even think, but a satisfactory enough finish. I feel Lord Yang is qualified to handle any ingredients."

"Qualifications?", Addis glanced.

"I don't think the head chef of my mansion will be questioning his qualifications. What if, in the days when the former lord of Count Turan's house was partitioning the distribution of ingredients, he sorted out who he would sell in that way?

"No. No matter how many words I overlapped, the former Lord would never listen to me. I knew that Lord Timaro, who works in the same mansion, had no right to waste his ingredients."

Without looking cowardly at all, Varcus returned the words that way.

"Also, Lord Dia of Castle Genos was just one of you who seemed qualified to handle all the ingredients in those days. If there were other rare ingredients in circulation at Castel Genos, it would mean that they did not reflect my thoughts or anything else."

Addis shrugged and lost her words and instead laughed when Polearth said "haha".

"Lord Varcus said it would still be better to return the ingredients to the soil if they were to be used in dishes that cannot be made. I don't think any of those people would have been anywhere in Turan."

Since I said it that way, Polearth has compared Jan to me.

"In any case, neither Jan's nor Lord Asta's dishes were inferior to Lord Varkas'. I think it's a fine thing to do with seafood, because Lord Varcus still has a long day."

"Yeah, really. If this was a comparison of flavors, I would have lost track of who I starred."

When Rittier raised her voice that way, there was an endorsement from everywhere.

In it, Carlia is breathing in one slice.

"Really, it was all a brilliant dish, so I had to eat it all up. … this will also add extra meat"

"Alas, you still cared about that. It's something that makes it easier for anyone to get meat."

"But the Eurifia of the Marquis de Genos, etc. will remain the same as you were when you were younger, won't you? Should I let him run on Totos, too?"

Carlia was getting kind of sloppy. Unlike his fortitude to the beginning, he looks a lot younger when he does.

"My ear hurts, too. But let's make Totos run tomorrow and enjoy dinner tonight."

Polearths told me to take it away, and I've looked around at the cook's face.

"Speaking of which, you haven't been told about Lord Asta's cooking yet. I'm satisfied enough, but how was everyone?

"I think it was delicious"

and Varcus takes the initiative again to open his mouth.

"It's just... are some of the dishes Lord Asta has been working on, like under inside? There's nothing wrong with handling broths made with caron's milk or milk fat, but it feels like it takes a second thought to reconcile them with seafood ingredients."

"Really? As far as I'm concerned, I'm going to do my best, but you haven't trained enough yet."

"Yes, there may be aspects of him not seeing deficiencies in his cuisine that were helped by his strong flavors. Is Lord Asta poorer at handling shellfish and nugnon pa, which are dried goods, than live fish?

"Right. Even in my hometown, I didn't have much experience with those ingredients, so maybe that's what got me exposed."

After I said it, I asked for Fermez.

But Fermes doesn't try to open his mouth with a poor smile. After all, he doesn't seem so interested in my hometown.

"I never felt deficient in Lord Asta's cooking. It seems strange that my dishes are praised and that Lord Asta's dishes are criticized."

When Jan said that, Vulcan said, "Is that right?," he tilted his neck blurred.

"I value harmony. Your dishes were in harmony, but Lord Asta's dishes were out of harmony. The primacy of broth and the inability to handle seafood are probably the main factors. I'm sure if you're using Giva meat, you'll be able to predict that you'll be able to complete a dish without flaws, so maybe you'll be too careless."

"Then that would be my fault for not being able to speak Giva meat. To Asta, unless you're sorry."

Fermes came to his senses, relaxed.

"But I could be wholeheartedly satisfied. The Earls of Dalaim, that would be the same thing. How extravagant it is to have three people - Asta, Varcus and Jan - make up an overnight dinner… I think everyone is chewing on that delight"

"Yes, I wholeheartedly agree with that word! Now, would you like to wrap up a wonderful dinner with a wonderful treat"

On the signal of Polearth, the lowest surname carried the last wagon.

In contrast, it was Tour-Din and Nicolas who stood up. Seeing that appearance, Rittia smiled "Oh".

"Maybe Nicolas took care of the confectionery again today?

"Ah, no… I have only proceeded with the work on Jan's hands-on streets"

"So it was Nicolas who did it."

With the same smile on her face, Rittia looked around at the cooks.

"These days, Nicola, Jan's apprentice, has been handling confectionery for me. I'm excited to hear from you."

The three emotional members of the Vulcan clan, Roy, Bozzle and Siri-Low, watched Nicolas all "ho". In those gazes, Nicolas is the same Buddha top surface.

That way when two crochets on the wagon could be opened at the same time - from all over the place, I was given an exclamation. Oddly enough, both were preparing large hall cakes.

Tour-din is a chocolate cake wrapped in moist Gigi chocolate.

Nicolas is better - what kind of treat is it? The fabric was pink, and that was covered in a translucent matte skin membrane.

Tool-din, who took up a cooking knife to cut the hall cake apart, calls on Nicolas in surprise.

"Oh, is that possible, chatching and twitching?

"... Yes. I'm not sure about Keiki, but what covers the dough is the stewed chatch powder."

Answering with an unfathomable voice, Nicola cut the confectionery apart.

Tour-Din returned it to me, too, and it follows. In addition, Tour-Din was also left with the task of adding colour to the chopped confectionery with whipped cream. Whip cream shrivels over time, so you have to foam it right before you eat it.

When the two types of cake were thus served, the women shouted at them. When is it done, Carlia is starting to look innocent, too? Yet Powd and Addis and others were also watching the sweets on the plate with their seemingly uneven eyes.

"We all don't have eyes for sweet treats. This also makes me wonder which way to start."

"Ah... you know, my prepared chike tastes pretty strong... maybe I should turn it later"

"Hmm. Well, let's take it from Nicola's confectionery."

We also decided to follow Tour-Din's advice. Nicola's confectionery, covered in a chaccio cake skin membrane, had a rather delicate taste due to the pale pink fabric impression.

(Still, I can't believe I used a chutch cake like this. At some point, was Jan devising such a treat)

A chatch cake is like a wasabi cake that is wrapped in single chestnut flour. It was also very much used as a confectionery ingredient by the forest, but the idea of using it for western confectionery had not come from anyone.

The pink fabric peeking from the cross section is moist and the translucent pulp is visible by the way. I'm sure this will be the fruit of Minmi, similar to Momo.

I cut the dough from each skin film of the chutch cake and threw it in my mouth.

It spreads through the mouth with sweet and sour berry flavors. The pink color of this dough seems to be aloof fruit juice. Yet the fuwano dough was softly finished like a sponge cake, which was a very pleasant delicacy to eat, combined with a slightly elastic chutch cake texture.

"It's delicious... the combination of chatch-mochi and fuwano dough is very fresh"

When Sheila-Lou evaluated it that way, neighbor Tour-Din nodded.

"Ho, it's really delicious. So this was conceived by Jan and worked on by Nicola?

"Yes, but it was this Nicolas who devised the use of Alou fruit juice for the fuwano dough"

Smiling calmly, Jan replied that way.

"When I first conceived it, I used Lamam fruit, and I switched it to Minmi, and Nicolas conceived it that way. It didn't go very well with the Lamam fruit, but it seems to go in harmony with the Minmi fruit"

"Yes, it's a great finish"

Tour-Din compared Jan and Nicolas with a tactile look.

"Besides, I think the chatching is great. The addition and subtraction of sweetness is very gentle… it seems that you both have the same temper."

"Wow, I am not a man who looks like such a word"

Nicola remained on the top of the Buddha, dyeing her cheeks red.

So Varcus snaps his mouth, "Right."

"After all, it seemed right to eat Lord Yang and the others' confectionery first. After eating the three fish dishes, you deserve the soft taste of this confectionery, and the vibrant taste of Lord Tour-Din's confectionery makes it feel like you've woken up again.... didn't these meet beforehand either, did they happen to be such a combination?

"Yes. That was my hobby of the day…"

"Then this must have been the teasing of Western gods. As an after-dinner treat, there was a perfect harmony."

It is an extremely rare story, such as Vulcus speaking the name of Western God. But Western gods were about to smile bitterly that they weren't even involved in that.

Or even though the majority of the people are still at the stage of tasting Nicolas' confectionery, Varcus is so finished eating to the point of Thur-din. The figure of Varcus sitting alone in a blurry chair while everyone else was moving the poking keys was somewhat ridiculous.

"... As I said earlier, your Jan has a solid arm in confectionery making. The move seems to have been correctly handed down to your disciple, her."

And, Siri-Low has a pretty sharp eye. I guess that's all I admired about Nicola's arm. Not only Siri-Law, but also the facades, except the Count Dalaim family, were to speak of what Nicolas had handled for the first time on this occasion.

(Turns out Jan didn't approve of Nicola's apprenticeship because of Dada or insanity, either)

At the very least, Nicolas also had the power to recreate Jan's recipe in its full form and the imagination to devise a new arrangement. I'm talking about my predecessor being a noble princess, so I guess that blossomed over the past year and a half only.

"By the way... this chatching mochi was a confection devised by Lord Asta, wasn't it?

And Varcus turns his blurred gaze at me.

And his eyes were loosely turned to Jan.

"To put it further, we can also see many similarities with the treats handled by Lord Tour-Din when it comes to the handling of this fuwano dough… Does that also refer to Lord Asta's devised way of handling fabrics?

"Yes, I wasn't handily handled directly by Lord Asta, but I can't deny that I was strongly influenced"

"I see. And yet you also incorporated the way Lord Asta has devised to handle miso in fish dishes. Are you devising your own dishes and confectionery while incorporating Lord Asta's manners?"

In the end, Vulcan's eyes were turned to Roy.

"Apparently, you are one or two steps ahead of Lord Yang. As a teacher, should I be excited?"

"If they feed you these sweets, they'll excite you, even if you don't like them. … However, I am struggling to incorporate not only Asta's manipulation, but also your manipulation, so I would like you to give me a little spill."

"Yes, I would still not question whether such an imitation would take place"

"Encourage me there a little more, like a master!

When Roy roughed up his voice slightly, Merrim swooped adorably again. Apparently Merrim, their interaction gets stuck in the bump.

"Today was a very meaningful dinner, and the three cooks, as well as their disciples, never felt a strong enthusiasm."

At a time when everyone had finished eating all the confectionery, Fermes spoke out that way.

"Rumor has it that the disciples of Vulcus are so skilled that they can also take the job on behalf of their mentors… I have also already been reminded of how powerful the Forestside people handled by Asta are. And Jan also has a promising future disciple named Nicolas. Nor is the desire of Lord Polearth to make Genos a gastronomic town in any way picturesque."

"Yeah. Really, as long as I'm comfortable. According to Jan, the quality of food in the Inn Town has also improved a lot lately."

"It's great. I guess Asta's presence is a big part of that prosperity."

Hazel Eye of Fermes sent a fluttering, enveloping gaze.

Not the kind of look that sucks in my soul. That's the way I look at it, like I'm stuck on that waterfront.

"... so I'm sure Marquis Genos was perfectly right in his decision to welcome Asta as a citizen. I look forward to seeing what kind of prosperity Genos will have in the future, as a diplomat."

"Yes, I know what it was like to be alone, but I want to do everything in my power, along with the many people living in Genos."

While I took Fermes' gaze directly from the front, I asked him to answer that.

Fermes would be suggesting something extraordinarily called 'a people without stars' influence, and I insist that I want to live as a people by the woods alone. But I'm never exploring my belly, and I'm able to put each honest feeling into words - I had that feeling.

"Well, then let's enjoy tea and booze after this, while we deepen our rapport"

Polearth said so in a bright voice.

"Shayla, please call Lord Ai-Fa and Lord Rudd-Lou as well. That's okay, isn't it, Father?

"... um. You're in charge of this night's partition."

After this, the people of the woods and the cooks of the castle towns are often entertained. It is also a sight seen at a tea party organised by Eurifia, but in the Count Dalaim family, known for its rigour, it must have taken a year and a half to climb this far.

Paud and Addis are facing each other as if they were coming to an important meeting, and Carlia is reviving her expression.

But the Polearths were soothing, and the disciples of Vulcus did not seem that nervous.

This will also be an irreplaceable night for the people by the woods.

I could feel the presence of Fermes on the spot as a great pleasure.