From Mightiest Hero to Demon King

Brave men make decisions.

When I went into the dining room I was preparing, the owner was an oak.

Green crusty skin. I can't see my body hair at all. It's really surreal that giants like stubborn muscle chunks rather than fat, look like aprons.

Look at that face once again. My eyes are swollen and my big, upward nose. Fangs were stretching from the lower jaw toward it.

"? Is there something on my face?

"Yes, no, I'm sorry to take a look. I've been told for a long time that I look like an oak, so..."

At a young age, so much so that some did not doubt that Gallius was a half with an oak.

He may not have been recognized as a "person" until he was twelve years old and awarded a grace "gift".

In fact, until then, I've had a very hard time.

Especially his mother, who hated Gallius in the heart. I resented you, I can tell. Anyway, "Orc and the Whore" and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on.

That's how long she was sick of her heart, broke her body, and by the time Gallius turned ten, she was dead.

Now is the only time I understand that my mother is also a victim, but it is also true that every time I looked at her, she was cursed and deeply hurt. He never stood in front of the grave after the funeral day.

"Hmm, similar, is it? When people tell you, it feels strange."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you."

"No, it's not"

The owner of the oak broke up, difficult to understand, and saw Gallius and, for some reason, Lilianea alternately.

"From me, it's your elf lady who looks like you."

"What?"

Though I was upset that it was a hell of a rude statement.

"Well, that's right. I think so too."

How dare Lippi agree.

Moreover, it is.

"What are you surprised about? Of course not."

Even Lilianea let go of saying 'naturally'.

"For a sub of the Beast lineage like me, it would be pigs and pigs, not humans, who are similar. Skin is different in color and quality, and my head has no hair. My ears are growing from my head, not from my side. And I'm proud that this fine nose can't be left to the people."

"That's right...... In me and elves, beauty is out of step..."

"That again? We don't know how people feel. Besides, I'm kind of pretty with Galius, aren't I?

"Oh, yeah. That's what your brother and everyone else said. I think I'm, like, there."

I've already grasped the ratings from Lippi and the elves, but I'm no doubt any more than they were specifically and logically denied 'not alike' by the Orcs themselves, who have been scattered 'alike' to date.

(Asians don't care about my appearance at all!

The unspoken emotion has once again crept up from within Gallius.

The shopkeeper gives him a menu table as he sees him trembling in wonder.

"What can I make you? If you haven't already done the soup and the fish dishes will take time, otherwise"

Open a menu table where the two boards are stringed together. While the drinks were abundant, the meal was only marked with the following:

Chef's Whimsical Salad

Chef's Whimsical Soup

Chef's whimsical pasta

Chef's whimsical bowl

Chef's Whimsical Meat Setting

Chef's Whimsical Fish Setting Meals

Chef's whimsical course * noon only

(Why, all the whims...? In short, you mean 'in your hands'?

By the way, outside the column, we say, '* I don't use pork and pork meat. It also says' obviously '.

Lippi and Lilianea quickly decided to take Gallius by surprise.

"I'm a meat fixer! There's plenty of meat. Oh, please don't be hard."

"I guess I'll just have a salad. Less quantity. I want you to refrain from spices."

They said it was their first store, but they put an order with this one.

If you do it in a people's store, they'll kick you out with 'mess loud'.

"Well, I'll ask for pasta."

"I understand. Please wait."

Where the shopkeeper pulls back, he realizes Hatha.

"Speaking of which, what about the payment? We don't have a match."

I have it.

Lippi snagged his pockets and took out a few gold coins.

"Can you use kingdom gold coins?

In the middle of the journey, it's almost useless, but I gave it some to Lippi.

"Isn't that okay? If you can't, you can pay me later."

If I had that attitude after ordering this again, the people's shopkeepers would be throwing food at me.

I lived in a completely different place, Lippi and Lilianea, and the shopkeeper behaves like this, so maybe it's a subhuman feeling.

Gallius decided to leave it to the flow.

After a while, the food came earlier than expected.

Lilianea is served with several varieties of vegetables in a wooden vessel, and the dressing depends on how sorry I am.

Lippi's dish had some kind of meat roasted on a flat plate, with bread that seemed firm in its place. The quantity is high as ordered.

And Gallius' pasta was cream-based, but with little utensils.

Even at the feast table last night, I recall that it was a dish that could not be sumptuous.

Newborn countries don't seem to have a very good food situation.

I just don't complain about the flavor. Less ingredients were carefully cooked to bring out the flavor of the ingredients. Looks fancy, but I guess he's a delicate cook.

"Hey, hey, Gallius"

Lilianea called out as she stuck the salad with a fork.

"Are you following Master Jizzle?

"... I haven't responded yet because I got drunk"

Jizzle had invited us to live together in the capital until we decided whether or not to settle. If you are also a guest of the country's representatives, you will not have to live an unfettered life even for the people themselves.

But...

"I've always wanted to live in this country."

What is neglected by appearance is the dust.

But the people of this country - the Asians, they don't care about appearance. And there was in the land that which Gallius had desperately desired.

"Huh!?"

"Then put your feet firmly on the ground, not as a guest -"

"Then come with us!

"Yeah, well, that's good!

I was interrupted by a good feeling story called Confession of Determination.

Let's just say that.

"Do you live in the same settlement?

"So has everyone who's traveled. Looks like we haven't decided where we're going to be assigned yet."