Labyrinth Restaurant

Far south of the labyrinth city. Simon, who was returning to his hometown of G for the first time in months, was walking in the mountains with his brothers and squire up there on this day.

The purpose of today's mountain walk is hunting with a bow. Hunting is not only a means of food procurement, it also has an aspect as a sport that has long been favoured by the royal marquis nobility.

The royally-owned mountains are managed by specialist personnel, there are no dangerous demons and there are many beasts and wild birds of a preferred kind to be the object of hunting. I'm sure you'll still get great results today.

"Brother, on that slope over there"

"Oh, Simon has good eyes. Everyone, be careful not to make a sound."

About an hour after entering the mountains.

Simon, who was walking carefully observing his surroundings, discovered a flock of several pigs.

Apparently, he's obsessed with eating dongles or something that's falling to the ground.

Fortunately, it's on the windward side that Simmons and the others are.

You don't have to worry about getting caught up in the smell.

With a child still single-digit of age, Simon had left a message at the castle even before when his brothers were going hunting, but today he was allowed to accompany him for the first time. I've been sticking around all morning trying to help my esteemed brothers.

And you must have guessed Simon's enthusiasm like that.

"Wanna try shooting? It's what you found."

"Are you sure, brother?

"Um, do you train bows?

"Yes, then..."

My eldest brother, who laid eyes on the arrow, figured out how to untie him along the way and let Simon shoot him instead.

Simon also brings the bow he usually uses in bowing practice. It is a small bow for children because using a bow that is too big compared to your physique can lead to weird habits, but the strength of the strings tensioned is no less than that of an adult archer. This kind of strong bow can be pulled thanks to practicing the magic of physical strengthening in the tunnel every day.

Like the real thing in practice.

Like practice in real life.

Set up, aim, and shoot just like usual practice.

"Phew."

The unleashed arrows proceed in an orbit that is no different in dimension from the prior image......,

"Uhm, brilliant!

"Oh, wow, Simon!

"The boulder is our brother!

Brilliantly hit the brain of the biggest pig. The other pigs in the herd fled at a tremendous rate when one of the heads received an arrow fell out of power.

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Then about half a month later.

"... so this is the meat from that pig, can you cook something delicious?

Coming back to the labyrinth city where he studied after his homecoming, Simon was visiting the Demon King's Restaurant with meat from his own prey. Anyway, I left more than 70% of the meat I got because I was a big pig in my hometown castle, but just less than 30% of the rest have a good amount.

By the way, anyway, if you're still hungry, it's normal to let the prey you tailor in the hunt sleep for a while. Each optimal condition varies depending on the type of fish, bird or beast, but there are still few amino acids that are the savory ingredients of meat right after death, so you have to put some time aside to eat them deliciously. Even without knowing the rationale of amino acids, people in this world also knew from years of experience the changes in flavor due to such aging.

Half a month after Simon finished.

It will be time to eat now.

Immediately after the clamping, the blood has been drained by the hands of the squire, and the skin is now peeled and fragmented from one area to another. It was managed in a dedicated storage room while it was in the castle, and it was also transported at low temperatures to an extent that was not frozen by magic tools when it returned to the labyrinth city. You should already have enough flavor on board.

"Oh, are you a pig? I miss you."

"Has Lisa eaten before, too?

"Yeah, a few times when I was brave."

Lisa also expressed interest in such pork.

When I was traveling across the continent as a brave man for over a year, sometimes I went through secluded lands, but sometimes the knights who accompanied me at such folds came hunting animals in addition to food.

My hobby cooking was one of the few pleasures for Lisa at the time, and I didn't have much free time while traveling by carriage. I always thought about the idea of eating the ingredients I could get as delicious as possible.

"I had a hard time at first because it has a unique odor, but it's delicious when paired with ginger, garlic, or herbs with a strong smell. Braised herbs and ginger. Now you can use other condiments, and maybe a pot or something."

"Ho, something looks delicious. So can I leave this meat to Lisa? Just try to make something for a meal."

"Yeah, I'll take care of it!

Givier's isn't much of a deal in Japanese western restaurants, but Lisa is quite confident in the handling of such highly habitual meats, thanks to all the experience she once had. Some of the ingredients I had come across for a long time wanted to touch, or I took on the cooking with pleasure.

"Ha-ha-ha, my arm rings. Demon King, can I borrow your kitchen for a moment?"

Not just pigs, but wild beasts often have a unique odor.

I don't like that for those who like it, but for those who don't like it, I don't like the opposite way.

"Rosemary, sage, nutmeg. Mustard seems to fit too, but if it's for Simon, should it be less spicy? And then rock salt, black pepper, garlic and honey -"

Lisa first prepared a large quantity of flavoured vegetables and vanilla. When dealing with ingredients that have a strong odor, it is Theory of Cuisine that hits another ingredient with a strong personality to offset the unpleasant part.

Moreover, I wash the meat with milk as a bottom line before applying (mabu) them to the meat.

Milk has a softening effect on reducing the smell of meat. With the help of milk, herbs won't beat the smell of meat either.

The rest of the cooking process is extremely simple.

Rub the fine vanilla and seasoning well into the chunks of meat and once you insert the small pieces of garlic into the cut in with the knife, set aside a little time to tame them.

If you lightly color the surface with a frying pan, then transfer it to the oven and cook it carefully over low heat, that's it. A roast bore (pig) is not a roast pork.

"Look, if you're into ingredients, simply say, 'Meat! I like the food."

"Um, I don't know what I'm trying to say."

And baking for an hour and a half.

If you let the meat rest for another thirty minutes or so from there, you will complete the special roast bore.

"Well, this looks delicious"

There is no unpleasant odor in roasted meat.

It has a strong feeling of a good aroma that is rather appetizing.

………… Okay, let's have it. "

"Yes, eat it"

Pre-food prayer was longer than usual because of respect for the prey you killed directly.

I'll take it.

I'll give you your life.

It's the most usual meal and what you get because some stranger raises, hunts, or collects creatures, and kills them on your own behalf.

Living is eating.

Eating is killing.

Direct or indirect, but nothing must mean you're getting life. I guess this meat is also with regular meals and shouldn't be too thoughtful or excessively guilty than necessary.

Respect and gratitude if you have something to hold.

"Uhm, delicious!

Instead of transporting the food to your mouth in a comic fashion, taste it as well as possible and enjoy the food.

Live a better life with the vitality gained from doing so.

It's at least a reward for the lives it receives.