191 5. Coming of the Gods (after)

"Now let me show you where. If there's hope, for once, I'll ask..."

"There is hope."

A man with no sound, no signs, and a slight body that has interrupted between Zeras God and Yut. It was only natural, but there was a similar sense of intimidation in Exile.

"Oops, my brother is Regra. Then you don't need to introduce yourself."

"That means, maybe not, you know..."

"Exactly."

Regra, God of Power.

He's the only one who can't see the connection between Yut and his people. But I don't know about the gods' friendship. Outreach, knowledge Maybe I'm close to God.

"So, where to"

"I want something in my stomach."

"Then..."

Getting ready at the fortress. Nothing wrong.

That should have been it.

"Ask a restaurant that serves rare dishes called Oriental."

"Why would you do that?"

Legra, the goddess of death and sorcery who has had a face from behind God. An unexpected noun emerges, and neither does the servant Yut succeed.

"That's not, of course, because it's a god of knowledge. It's a recommendation from someone I know."

"I know him..."

At this moment, there was a sound in Yut's head of the puzzle pieces fitting tightly. At the same time, Larsia's face comes to mind. If you look up at the sky, it's going to float in this blue sky.

"... I understand. Zhuyin, I'm sorry, but I need you to see what you can get out of here right away, and rendezvous with Mr. Kagra."

At the same time, he handed an infinitely stored bag to his childhood friend.

"Dr. Acorn."

"Ah. Because I'll meet you with my notebook"

When he waved the Riya God as if to abandon the child, Acorn rushed to a glance.

So I guess I went outside the scope of the effects of recognition inhibition and suddenly appeared beside me. Guards guarding the main entrance of the fortress round their eyes, but they don't have time to explain.

"... I don't care about the meal"

"Gastronomy is an art."

Come on, let's go.

"I'm looking forward to it."

The Great Mage (Arch Mage), entrusted with the role of leading the four pillars of the gods. I don't even know what to tell you. At times like this, Vainamarinen's sideliness makes me jealous, but it was nothing but nothing.

"In the meantime, I'll call my people in Messages."

After you say no, contact your colleagues for discovery and rendezvous.

What misery will ensue after this? I never wanted to imagine.

Kagra was now experiencing exactly what Ritna meant when she wanted to rent out the Oriental.

Since there are many grassland species (magners) gathering, I thought it would be noisy and cause trouble for another guest, but it wasn't.

Digit off along with the type, quantity, and the number of dishes ordered.

Probably, I had to keep making the quantity that would serve dozens of people, and Kagra worked through it without the women inside coming to help or the vacation time. I didn't count on it, but it hurts that I couldn't get acorn help because I have errands I can't take off.

Still, the women from Li Kutua were diligent.

As Acorn taught, after grinding rice thoroughly, let it absorb water with clean water mixed with honey. The feast begins after noon with an ambiguous designation, but by that time the calculations are made to steam up and set fire to the tears.

In the meantime, prepare the vegetables.

Prepare a mixed ground meat for the hamburger and mix the connections to make the patties.

I can't even take the fried food off. I prepared my clothes and gave Tane a look.

These are freshly fried freshly baked. The timing must be weighed and completed. It's the same sashimi that Ritna loves so much.

In addition, dumplings and shumai are also prototyped as appetizers as well as mains this time. Soy sauce is going to be great.

If Yut were here, he'd have pointed out, "It's not Japanese already," but unfortunately that's not going to happen.

Kagra, who was overseeing the women in the running down, nodded satisfactorily and moved to Kamado.

This is just the climax right now.

Stewed duck and vegetables. As soup, pork juice with plenty of vegetables, etc.

Priority is given to Japanese-style flavoring rather than matching the area around Falve. It's a request from Ritna, though there are some parts that worry me, and I'm confident.

Then only respond to it.

Dragon Man (Dragon Newt) women who see the look on Kagra's face to taste. While conscious of its gaze, kagras with cooked clothes undergo rigorous scrutiny.

That is, smile like a flower.

"It's just that."

"Thank you"

The Oriental kitchen is colored with an equally gorgeous and accomplished smile.

For this minute, there should be no problem getting ready.

Yes. That would be a pleasure...

"Nevertheless, I wonder how many great eaters Mr. Ritna's friends have"

I think of the girl from the meadow race who has already come to the store to do a cup and Larsia, who has been after her.

We're both better off eating from that body, but I don't think we can consume them all even if they multiply.

Or is it the meadow pedigree flushing to entertain in an inedible amount?

But I can't help thinking about it.

Now all I had to do was do what I had to do.

I can hear people coming into the store and talking in Kagra's ears, who have renewed their determination. Apparently, Ritna's friend (...) has arrived.

"Ooh. You're late."

"I was touring the city first."

"Well, Atashi took the carriage railroad, and he went to other cities,"

When Kagra went out to the store to greet and confirm, Ritna was about to talk to a tall monk man more than twice as close to her.

For some reason Larsia is surprised to find herself relieved as her soul has fallen out, an unexpected figure advances in front of her.

"Master Yut?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kagra"

Kagra twisted her neck to Yut, who somehow apologizes to the meetup.

What are you angry about? Could there be more people? Or who among the visitors beyond him is not left alone by the meadow race?

"I brought everyone"

There, the Albino girl appears in Teleportation. It seemed like it would have been nice to get there first, but apparently they were retrieving the Valtrudes.

Even the crimson eyelids can tell the divinity.

Alcia hurries down on both knees and apologizes for her disrespect. The Cathedral Knight (Paladin) also followed suit, naturally.

"Sorry I'm late"

Don't worry about it.

"That's not how it works."

"I told Heavenly Grass Brave, but I'm being rude today."

A couple gods who wave flirtatiously and say to both of them that it's rather annoying. Keep moving to the seat you made by collecting tables in the center of the store.

It's too natural for anyone to speak up.

It's been a while, you psychic girl.

"Ugh..."

Albino girl rushing to hide behind a rock giant (Jarloot), forced by the God of Power. I don't know what happened, and Exile doesn't know who he's dealing with. But the option of pulling did not exist any more than Jonah asked for help.

"Hmm..."

Two eyes gleam suspiciously in front of a strong enemy.

There, no hostility, no hatred.

Just interest and understanding. There was sympathy between the powerful.

"The challenge, take it and stand."

That moment when tension reached its climax.

"... just sit down"

Surprisingly, it was the goddess of beauty and art, Lilya, who controlled that battle. He grabbed his collar neck and halfway defeated the Regra gods, dragging them straight under the Zeras gods.

"Wow, it's definitely nothing."

"Ugh..."

From all over Exile, a sweat erupted at once.

I didn't mean to run away or lose. But if they ask me if I could have won, I just have to keep my mouth shut.

"Yut, who is that?

"God of power, the one who protects the challenger - Regra, God's share of the gods."

"Be reasonable."

"I just don't know how you knew about Yona"

That was the word I asked Jonah to explain. Grab the girl's collar neck trying to escape and pull it up to the height of her gaze.

"I'm in a dream"

I guessed the situation with that explanation with few words. Slowly, put the Albino girl back on the ground.

Jonah's devotion to destructive power cannot be said to be a follower of power if he changes his view. I guess she was summoned by the God of Power, just as Yut had the invitation of the God of Knowledge and Acorn of Art.

"Did they say they didn't want it twice in a row, and they mean it over there?"

"'Cause. Something, uh-- it was hot and painful"

'Cause I'm not following you, even if I rephrase.'

To Yut's pointing out - I guess he had a consciousness - he turns sideways steadily like a shin. He seems to be doing his sister in school, but as always in front of the Yuts.

How loving that is.

"Yes, sir. It's Atashi's treat today, so everybody sit down and sit down."

Soon Ritna, who had moved to the upper seat, set out to clean things up.

"Larsia-kun's friend sits over there. Kagra, please cook. And alcohol."

"Yes, sir"

Kagra, who stood on the spot, returns to the kitchen as she was played.

I don't know what God was saying, but I'm sure you heard wrong. Must be.

"By the way, why..."

Valtroude, dressed in her own costume of magical silver (miserable) armor, opens her mouth with hesitation to the decree not to say yes or no.

Minutes Why is Ritna compartmentalized as the divine bodies line up? In the first place, why did she rent out this store?

"Huh? Still don't get it?

With Niyaniya. With the face of doing it, she tangles her habitual hair in her fingers.

"Shit. Shit."

I mean, okay. Human beings tell me to explain.

"Val, don't be surprised, okay?

A warning to her fiancée that Yut, who formed in the last seat, not out of a spirit of humility, had no choice but to say. No, send it to my people.

"That one, Tyrone. The Creator of the meadow race, for that matter, is a god."

for dozens of seconds before Yut's words penetrated. Silence rules the Oriental House.

The voice from the busy moving kitchen is also far away.

"Hey, what?!?"

Momentum to accidentally knock down the chair caused Valtrude to rise. If the speaker isn't him, he's just finding it a boring joke.

Meanwhile, is Jonah not sure? Or, I don't care. I don't have a particular reaction. The two remaining Arcias and Exiles still had no comment that the stunning for this year was already sold out.

"I told you I was going to visit this city, but when hasn't anyone made a commitment? And call me Ritna, as always."

"In the first place, the Zeras God was the only one I invited."

"You can't even stand a door in God's mouth."

Speaking words that relinquished responsibility, the Knowledge God held the shoulders of the Truss-Sink God sitting next to him. The goddess of death and sorcery joyfully buries her face on the chest plate… as she realizes something, she teaches the destined.

"Life is short. See, the young people there don't hesitate either."

"That's how you get the spark..."

Hold on to Jonah's glittering head, and Yut wanted to hold his own as well. What is this? I don't know why.

"I see..."

Did you finally swallow the situation? The Holy Virgin of Helenonia takes her seat with her chair back.

"So, that's what happened to Larsia"

Larsia's body in the sitting area moved tightly. It's like a fish rising to land on the verge of despair.