"Something like that happened. Is that a young man?
"Hmm. Of Bartolomeus ini and some of those who were close. But boy, your lord is sweet too.
"Oh well. Because I am grateful to all the elves. Besides, that's a kid, right? So I left it intact.
"If the Lord wants to do so, that's fine. Well, our people don't need the weak or the fools.
Hmm? What does that mean?
"Well, boy. Why don't we do it at noon?
"Yeah, it's a treat.
"No, no, it's your Lord who makes it. Why don't you behave like a kingdom-made dish on this old bone?
I don't know what to say... I just cook my food. Well, okay.
"Then let's go outside, village chief. I'll cook the meat.
"Hmm? Do you feed meat to this old man? Sort of.
Heh heh, we still have the Hydra meat, huh? Eat and be surprised.
Heat the misrill board and cook the meat as usual. I'd love a roasted noodle. It's called noodles. Can someone make something for me? I want some ramen, too.
"Ho. Is this Hydra? Aren't we going to do it?
"That's right. It's pretty good.
That's the mayor of the village. Can you tell just by looking at it? You think it's better than Aspidokelon's back?
"Mm-hmm. This is unmistakably Hydra. Freshness is good. Well done.
"It happens.
"May I also call the villagers?
"Fine.
The village chief keeps eating silently since then. You're not gonna call me? Gonna be gone?
There, we came together with two people. Oh, you used the magic of the message.
"Everyone, this boy has provided us with Hydra. Thank you.
"Here you go, boy.
"You were with me at the Quartz Gigers the other day. Can we use dark vision now?
"Even Hydra? Do it."
Shit. I forgot to learn dark vision from my mother. Well, no. Hydra, um...
"Don't you have any of this village's own seasonings or spices?
"I see. How about this?
The village chief is painting the meat with a light brown paste. It looks miso...
Delicious... not bad, but not even bad. Is that fermented food?
"This is called 'Mighty Badges'. Well, that's a traditional seasoning. Doesn't that fit your tongue?
"It's not delicious. But I feel like I'm going to get sick when I get used to it.
"Hehe, he's an honest kid. But it tastes essential to us.
From then on, it was not only Hydra, but also fish, seafood, tara sprouts and other natural potatoes. 'Cause we're getting more and more people.
Eventually the liquor goes in, someone starts singing, and I keep baking.
That's when the three kids showed up earlier. You look older than me.
"Brother! Make us your brothers!
"Please, brother! We fell in love with you!
"Brother! Fine! Brother!"
Seriously... I didn't know this was coming...
"Oh, oh... well, let's eat together..."
"Yes, brother!
"I'll have a brother!
"That's my brother! Hydra!
What the hell happened to these guys...?
When I talked to him, he apparently figured out the difference between vessels by attacking so much that his magic power was empty that he didn't fight back on top of it that it didn't go through at all, and besides, he only used mercy and paralysis. You're being honest about elves.
Anyway, it's reminiscent of the hilarious trio of adventurers we met in King's Capital. Are those guys alive?
"How old are you guys?
"I'm forty-five!
"I'm only thirty-eight!
"Hey fifty......"
Pretty old...... sure you haven't changed much after twenty...... you're going crazy.
"You guys. It turns out you can't judge your strength by the magic you feel. The stronger you are, the more powerful you hide. Be careful in the future.
Village chief... you say things like village chief. Surely the elves who broke out in the King's Capital often concealed signs and magic. Marie said more magic about them than the elders.
From then on, luncheons usually followed with pleasure.
"So, what's your name?
Let's just ask if we can remember.
"It's Bjoern Eduart Zellhel!
"I am Brazius Tubertus Cost!
"It's a BENEDICTIS MILCO sensor!
Yes, I can't. You can't remember. They all look alike.
"I'm Curse de Martin. You're free to call me your brother, but you're not coming here that far, are you?
"That's okay! Because we just admire our brother on our own!
"Well...... fine.
That's where Mr. Ar came in, too.
"You've come a long way, human. Tomorrow, please.
"Hi. I'm Curse. Well, you don't remember, do you?
I guess Mr. Earl can't remember my name either so I can't remember the name of the elf. Is that why the village chief calls me Boy?
"The human name is difficult. Well, forgive me, but I thought you had a good manpower.
I don't care if they say it while I nibble.
"I won't do anything. I'm not taking you tomorrow, am I?
"Of course it is. It must have consumed a little bit of magic with you, huh? Save your English for me.
"Yeah, I will.
I'm cooking my meat...
Well, we're all happy, okay? Uh, I'm looking forward to tomorrow. Dark Elf Village...
"Something like that happened. Is that a young man?
"Hmm. Of Bartolomeus ini and some of those who were close. But boy, your lord is sweet too.
"Oh well. Because I am grateful to all the elves. Besides, that's a kid, right? So I left it intact.
"If the Lord wants to do so, that's fine. Well, our people don't need the weak or the fools.
Hmm? What does that mean?
"Well, boy. Why don't we do it at noon?
"Yeah, it's a treat.
"No, no, it's your Lord who makes it. Why don't you behave like a kingdom-made dish on this old bone?
I don't know what to say... I just cook my food. Well, okay.
"Then let's go outside, village chief. I'll cook the meat.
"Hmm? Do you feed meat to this old man? Sort of.
Heh heh, we still have the Hydra meat, huh? Eat and be surprised.
Heat the misrill board and cook the meat as usual. I'd love a roasted noodle. It's called noodles. Can someone make something for me? I want some ramen, too.
"Ho. Is this Hydra? Aren't we going to do it?
"That's right. It's pretty good.
That's the mayor of the village. Can you tell just by looking at it? You think it's better than Aspidokelon's back?
"Mm-hmm. This is unmistakably Hydra. Freshness is good. Well done.
"It happens.
"May I also call the villagers?
"Fine.
The village chief keeps eating silently since then. You're not gonna call me? Gonna be gone?
There, we came together with two people. Oh, you used the magic of the message.
"Everyone, this boy has provided us with Hydra. Thank you.
"Here you go, boy.
"You were with me at the Quartz Gigers the other day. Can we use dark vision now?
"Even Hydra? Do it."
Shit. I forgot to learn dark vision from my mother. Well, no. Hydra, um...
"Don't you have any of this village's own seasonings or spices?
"I see. How about this?
The village chief is painting the meat with a light brown paste. It looks miso...
Delicious... not bad, but not even bad. Is that fermented food?
"This is called 'Mighty Badges'. Well, that's a traditional seasoning. Doesn't that fit your tongue?
"It's not delicious. But I feel like I'm going to get sick when I get used to it.
"Hehe, he's an honest kid. But it tastes essential to us.
From then on, it was not only Hydra, but also fish, seafood, tara sprouts and other natural potatoes. 'Cause we're getting more and more people.
Eventually the liquor goes in, someone starts singing, and I keep baking.
That's when the three kids showed up earlier. You look older than me.
"Brother! Make us your brothers!
"Please, brother! We fell in love with you!
"Brother! Fine! Brother!"
Seriously... I didn't know this was coming...
"Oh, oh... well, let's eat together..."
"Yes, brother!
"I'll have a brother!
"That's my brother! Hydra!
What the hell happened to these guys...?
When I talked to him, he apparently figured out the difference between vessels by attacking so much that his magic power was empty that he didn't fight back on top of it that it didn't go through at all, and besides, he only used mercy and paralysis. You're being honest about elves.
Anyway, it's reminiscent of the hilarious trio of adventurers we met in King's Capital. Are those guys alive?
"How old are you guys?
"I'm forty-five!
"I'm only thirty-eight!
"Hey fifty......"
Pretty old...... sure you haven't changed much after twenty...... you're going crazy.
"You guys. It turns out you can't judge your strength by the magic you feel. The stronger you are, the more powerful you hide. Be careful in the future.
Village chief... you say things like village chief. Surely the elves who broke out in the King's Capital often concealed signs and magic. Marie said more magic about them than the elders.
From then on, luncheons usually followed with pleasure.
"So, what's your name?
Let's just ask if we can remember.
"It's Bjoern Eduart Zellhel!
"I am Brazius Tubertus Cost!
"It's a BENEDICTIS MILCO sensor!
Yes, I can't. You can't remember. They all look alike.
"I'm Curse de Martin. You're free to call me your brother, but you're not coming here that far, are you?
"That's okay! Because we just admire our brother on our own!
"Well...... fine.
That's where Mr. Ar came in, too.
"You've come a long way, human. Tomorrow, please.
"Hi. I'm Curse. Well, you don't remember, do you?
I guess Mr. Earl can't remember my name either so I can't remember the name of the elf. Is that why the village chief calls me Boy?
"The human name is difficult. Well, forgive me, but I thought you had a good manpower.
I don't care if they say it while I nibble.
"I won't do anything. I'm not taking you tomorrow, am I?
"Of course it is. It must have consumed a little bit of magic with you, huh? Save your English for me.
"Yeah, I will.
I'm cooking my meat...
Well, we're all happy, okay? Uh, I'm looking forward to tomorrow. Dark Elf Village...
