âYou havenât arrived yet.â\n
Stop near the gate and look around.
Were you here a little too soon?
âDid you come up with anything?
âHow to cook obituariesâ
Salted obituaries I ate yesterday.
And I figured out why all I had to do was salt grill.
When it was baked, the unique flavor was fluffy and aromatic. Once it was put in the mouth, the aroma was strongly claimed.
And a long time ago, my voice echoed on my head, âGarlic!â.
It had been a long time, so it hardened unexpectedly, and Mr. Druid worried me.
Itâs garlic, but I donât know what it is, but it must be so impressive that I can hear my voice.
âItâs strange, isnât it? I canât believe the scent is strongest when I put it in my mouth.â
When I ate yesterday, I thought I would definitely smell it today, but I donât smell it.
What a strange obituary meat.
âStill the best salt grill?
âNo, thereâs only one thing on my mind.â
âCould it be from old memories?
âYes, itâs like making a skin out of wheat, mincing the obituaries meat, wrapping the vegetables together, wrapping them in the skin, baking, simmering and steamingâ
â⊠skinned with comgi? Minch?â
Seems to be a dish called âGyozaâ in my previous knowledge.
It came to my mind, and I was surprised yesterday at the detailed cooking method I did.
A distinctly different feeling than before.
Maybe itâs the dish I liked before.
Is that why I want to eat so badly?
There was a bit of confusion yesterday and I could stand it though.
âYeah. Iâll make Gyoza!
â⊠suddenly a declaration?
âNo, itâs okay.â Gizza â? Donât look forward to it.â\n
âYeah. I think itâs absolutely deliciousâ
When I think of Gyoza, I always have white rice with me.
âExcuse me. Sorry to keep you waitingâ
When Mr. Druid was smiling bitterly, Mr. Ashley came running.
âIâm glad you didnât come running because I havenât had a problem with time yetâ
âNo, with that pleasureâ
That said, Mr. Ashley, who sees the bag all the time.
I can see youâre intrigued by that face.
Looking forward to seeing how Ciel would react.
When I greeted the gatekeeper, he gave me a strange look.
Well, are you just wondering what the relationship is?
âAshley, is there something wrong?
âWhat? No, Iâm not. Uh.â
He said he wanted to see how to hunt using traps.
As soon as Mr. Ashley is slightly confused, Mr. Druid explains.
When I heard the story, the gatekeeper gave me a much brighter look.
âOh, I hear rumors! Anything in the hunt for obituaries, that there are adventurers who use traps. Was it about you?
Mr. Druid is laughing and asking.
Besides, Mr. Gatekeeper told me, âItâs a rumor in the vigilanteâ.
âWas I? Sounds like itâs about us.â
Mr. Druidâs expression got a little harsh when he heard it was rumoured.
It was a small change that I think Iâd only know about as much as Iâm always with you though.
âDid you, after all?â
âYes, we have time to set it up, so itâs time to goâ
âOh, right. Be careful.â
Gently bow your head and creep through the gate.
When I look at Mr. Druid next door, Iâm thinking a little bit. \nâAre you okay?â
Would it have been no good if it had been rumored?
âIf it was about that rumor, it wouldnât be a problem. Iâm really hunting.â
Then I guess itâs okay.
âLetâs go as far as setting a trap. It seems like a place where people donât come very often, so we can talk slowly.â
If you keep walking to the back of the woods for about an hour, youâll be out where you found it.
Is it time for you to be okay?
Explore the signs around but no one is nearby.
âLooks fine, Mr. Druidâ
âIs this it? Oh, you do have Obituneâs favorite kibra carla tree.â
Mr. Ashli looked around and nodded when he found the kibrakara tree.
âMr. Ashley, Iâd like you to meet me. My people.â
Mr. Ashley stares at the bag in my words.
Speaking of which, I didnât say I was Tamer.
âBecause Iâm Tamerâ
Ashley with a very surprising look.
From a demon small enough to go into a bag, I guess itâs incredible because I feel enormous magic.
âThank you for waiting.â
Open the bag and flem out with Sola.
When I let the Solas out, I heard a breathtaking sound from Mr. Ashley.
Wow, I knew right away that Ciel was the source of magic.
âEh, from that side, Sol, Flem, Ciel, thatâs what I haveâ
ââŠâŠâŠâŠ thatâs just a pretty rare slimeâŠâŠ what, the identity of that magic slime? What, really?
Mr. Ashley looks pretty confused.
\nMr. Druid falls. I grab Ashleyâs arm, but he flutters with me.
Ciel gently went under Mr. Ashleyâs body.
âI was in a hurry. Thank you, Ciel.â
Mr. Druid, getting in shape, laid Mr. Ashley gently on the ground.
Apparently, he was fainting.
âI didnât think youâd pass out.â
âReally? The candidate in me was included.â
No one has fainted before after seeing Adandala.
âIâm not afraid of anything.â
She looks cute with her eyes narrowed and seems comfortable.
âOh, I should have told you what it would change to before I changed itâ
If I told Adandala I was going to change, I might have been surprised so far.
âIf you say so, yes.â
I give the look that Mr. Druid has failed.
Yeah, I didnât take it into account.
Letâs apologize when we wake up.
âShall I set a trap before I wake up?â
âCiel, Mr. Ashleyâs in a defenseless state right now, so protect him as close as you can.â
âAhhh. Ivy, isnât that a little harsh?
Mr. Druid gave me a frightened look for some reason.
âOh, well. Uh, heâll protect you a little away, Ciel.â
I saw Ciel and passed out, but if I wake up and Iâm in front of him, I might pass out again.
That sounds just pathetic, that.