Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

The magical silver (Mithral) armor reflected the leaking day.

"Stop. Otherwise, know there is no life"

The voice was stiff and nervous, but not trembling.

And more importantly, it was beautiful.

Even Makoto Qin, a first-degree magician who stands behind the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) from different worlds (Brewers), is so overheard that he forgot his mission.

"... well. Then I have no choice."

But the other guy didn't have the intelligence to just feel that warmth.

A giant bear with a body like a mountain advances to a beautifully armed cathedral knight without slowing down speed. He would be over 2 meters tall and 5 meters tall.

It's like a car coming in. My real name instinctively felt a sense of crisis and a fear beyond that, but that's more of a natural story.

Dimensional gates open irregularly between the different worlds - and the Brewers - and monsters begin to attack for days.

Rapid detection was made possible by the 'sway detector' developed by Yut, which also improved the response to the extent to which it turned from too late to the rear. This is not the first time Valtrude has set out from a hotel heliport and has been expelled.

This time the opponent was a fierce giant bear (Dia Bear) to see.

He weighs perhaps more than a ton, and his palms and claws stretching from them are more gigantic than Valtrude's head; they easily pay off the trees that grow around him. With one bite, Valtrude's neck would be grated, and it would be possible to eat away the thin torso.

If people get down there, we're not talking about the case. In terms of damage alone, it would undoubtedly be a disaster scale.

When we get here, the border between animals and monsters becomes obscure.

This giant bear was not created specifically by gods, demons, or ancient magicians (wizards). on the extension line of organisms living in nature.

But its outer skin would play arrows and spears, moderate fat and muscles built up in nature would stop even bullets. If they're after us, at the end of the day, there's no escape anywhere.

Nevertheless, the bear is a bear. It is not possible to deal adequately with the forces of the Hyung-chul Conference (Danishmend), provided that they are prepared accordingly. Even with them, I would have liked to have caught them alive if I could.

The problem is that you don't have time to prepare for it. It's hard to prepare perfectly for someone who doesn't know when or where to appear.

"Coming."

In the face of that dangerous creature is an extinct beauty.

He has metal armor all over his body, a shield integrated with his small hand, and a sword on his hips.

Everyone will be worried if they can laugh or give up. At least, no one should believe in her victory.

Except for one, a boy I can think of.

"At least, sleep in peace"

On the beast path in summer, beauty and beast intersect.

The beast - the giant bear used the momentum of the rush to wield his left and right arms. Wherever it hits, no, just touch it for a special attack.

But it vainly cuts the sky. There were no more Valtrudes.

The only thing that wasn't enough for a giant bear was the intelligence to feel the warmth.

I didn't have enough judgment just to recognize my differences in strength.

The Cathedral Knight, who stepped in without hesitation and scratched his death claw, sidetracked Divine Subjugator, the wandering demon sword that had been pulled out at some point.

Like there's power in it, I don't see it.

The trajectory was too natural - beautiful.

The head of a giant bear slowly drifts off and falls to the ground.

Such a beautiful sword flash that the end seemed natural.

"Good luck"

"No, there's no such thing as"

As the staff of the Hyun-chul Conference graciously retrieve the giant bear, his real name will take on Valtrude.

It was like relief and awe intersected, an expression. Not a so-called monster, but an out-of-standard presence, but a kick in the wildlife where strength is easily felt, may have finally made sense of Valtrude's prowess.

But Valtroude doesn't know such emotional subtleties.

Nothing, I shake my head gently. Hair like golden thread blinked, reflecting the leaking day.

"Traveling is more tiring."

It took about an hour, albeit a helicopter to rush to the site. Apparently, it's good to fly on your own, but the empty journey on something is still unfamiliar.

"By the way, what will you do after this?

"What do you mean?

"No, it's past lunch time, and will you eat it here? Or after you get back?

"Mmm..."

That's what makes me so hungry.

I can't stand it, but it'll be halfway there after another hour or so of flying, and it's a hundred million bucks. That's why I can't get my thoughts together because I'm not too far from Yut either......

"They say there's a famous Viking shop in a hotel near here"

"Vikings?"

In that state, the story of the pirates is brought up, and the confusion of Valtrude is applauded.

World mobility should have conferred the ability to translate languages automatically, but it didn't make sense.

"Uh, right. Simply put, it's a flat-rate all-you-can-eat shop."

Maybe it didn't translate well because Valtrude didn't have the concept of "all-you-can-eat".

Even when he heard the explanation of his true name, he shouted "I don't understand".

"Uhm. Does the store even run by saints?

Such stores can only be charitable.

Valtrude knew of the existence of adventurers who pledged to God pure poverty and to give up the bulk of their income. I only have minimal items such as clothes and things around me, and the diet is extremely qualitative.

Instead, the flesh of the living acquires comparable powers to magic weapons and protective equipment. By its very nature, it was common in monks (monks).

"On a godless star, we don't get that kind of protection..."

Valtrude was totally impressed. Do not ask for anything in return. That was exactly what the saints did.

"No, because we normally make a profit. I'm not exaggerating."

I feel an atmosphere of tremendous misunderstanding and my real name rushes to deny it. The phrase, "Not everyone, eats like you," managed to swallow.

"I said a quota, because I'll be there for that too. Instead, these days, it looks like they serve pretty elaborate dishes."

"Right."

Sounds like a well-earned business. Then it won't be a problem.

Valtrude's belly has been decided.

Guided by his true name was a bright, liberating and clean space.

On one side there is a narrow, culinary table and kitchen, with tables arranged as if surrounding it. There was also a large window on that side where you could enjoy the view.

It was past noon, but sometimes it's a summer vacation. Valtrude breaks up with the parents and children who choose to cook with pleasure.

"Think of this as a small thank you from our Hyun Chul meeting. Then, I've reported it to Sempai, so don't feel comfortable with that."

"Uhm."

To the words of his true name when he arrived at the table, Valtrude nodded to Eagle Deep - or even to his chi.

You may also receive a response from the client after you have fulfilled the request. If you think of it as an extension, you won't be particularly nervous about reluctance.

At that time, Garson showed up and placed the jock in front of Valtrude in a presentation that made him feel formatted.

Amber liquid poured into thick glass jocks.

The throat of an endless beauty snarls in front of a well cold raw beer. Garson walked away, and no, even the existence of his real name was out of consciousness.

Alcohol is a different price, but only one drink and the beer I was asking for first. This space is air-conditioned, but it was very hot in the mountains where I was earlier. Furthermore, it is also after wearing armor and carrying out the battle. It's a situation where Valtroude can't help but feel thirsty.

Droplets on stuffed bubbles and jocks add to expectations for cold beer.

In this situation now, it was as valuable as my darling.

"Let's have it."

After putting in a word of no to dispel the slightest guilt of drinking alone, Valtrude tilted the jock.

Take a sip first.

That should have stopped stopping like I cut a weir.

I can't afford to taste it with my tongue. I feel that refreshing bitterness in my throat. Sleepy and swallowing, that pleasure. Feels like you've reached the itch.

Exactly, the right material. I feel the response and refreshment of the moment I unleash an absolute attack (critical hit).

"Ugh..."

If I noticed, I would have drank it up in one breath.

and place the jock on the table. I sent an untrained gaze there, but Valtrude shook it off. If you drink two or three glasses, this emotion fades. This is good. That's good.

"No, you've been thirsty for a long time"

The real name that was seen in the sight returned a subtly deviant reaction.

But that would also be unavoidable.

With her in front, everything looks faded. Such a Valtrude emptied the jock delightfully. I can't even say what I'm willing to say.

"Well, what am I supposed to do next?

"Oh, no. Right. Over there, I'll go get my own food. You can also ask the cook to cook on the spot"

"That's how it works"

If we tolerated the impossible system of all-you-can-eat, grasping the rules - even in Valtrude - was not difficult.

Valtrude, standing out of his seat, doesn't suddenly do anything like take a dish. I don't even have a plate and try to gather information on what dishes are available.

Yut casts a spell before he goes out, and from the other person who doesn't know her, the beauty is less noticeable. But that doesn't go far enough to hide her sophisticated movements and voices.

A case arises in which the surrounding guests are stunned by the beauty they feel even when covered up by spells, but Valtrude did not notice.

So much so that it was also evidence that it was concentrated.

Anyway, information-gathering is essential for adventurers.

I know my enemies, I know myself - and then I push. That's what adventurers do.

"First, shall we go from there?"

Leaving his real name behind, Valtrude headed for the booth with the cook.

There, there was a service to cut boned roast beef in front of them.

It is a delicacy that can be described as the epitome of this buffet.

But I didn't just choose appetite. I chose that because I remembered Jonah. If there had been an Albino girl on this occasion, she would have ordered first.

That's not why, but if you noticed, there were two servings on the plate. Well, you can eat all you want. There is no problem.

But I guess I had some guilt. Unexpectedly, I think of Alcia's face.

(Speaking of which, Arcia liked eggs...)

Eggs are also said to be prize honors in Japan, but they are luxury items in the Brewers. It rarely enters the mouth of the common man.

That's not why he was moving to the booth where he would bake the omelet in front of me with that leg that received the boned roast beef, and he was receiving another eyeball, the foie gras filled omelet.

Would you really have been happy to have been chosen your favorite if Alcia had been on this occasion? No, "Val, eat your vegetables, too. In the first place, don't eat too much," he would have cautioned.

But that word does not reach Valtrude.

(Why do humans only have two hands...)

To a completely different proposition, because it bothered my head.

Nevertheless, I can't even ask Yut to use a spell and grow an arm. When I gave up and went back to my table, my real name was waiting for me about Valtrude.

"I wish I had eaten first"

"Because of this, about the beginning"

When I saw the plate of my real name, the sushi was lined up.

Valtrude has also experienced sushi. I ate with Yut at the hotel room service. Especially, the big troll was good. Next, I secretly swear to my heart that I'll make sushi too.

"Okay, I'll take it"

"Let's have it."

Valtrude first reached for the main boned roast beef.

Put the knife in brightly colored meat with gravy sauce and transport it into a larger slice to say a bite large......

(umm. Meat)

No other thoughts came to mind.

Meat, eating life. That sense of reality gave Valtrude vitality and an added appetite.

When chewed and swallowed, he eats a second slice without setting it apart.

The second sip, which was slightly calm, began to feel the flavour of the fluttering fat. But lean and fatty. Neither should it be missing. As it makes sense that Valtrude and Yut are together.

Valtrude laid his hands on the mashed potatoes served together - he realized that there was another, dating.

(What is this?

Yellow, something slipped down. I take just a little bit of it at the end of the knife and taste it and I find it irritating and spicy.

Is it like wasabi, in sushi, eaten on meat?

Because of this, I'll put some of that - rehaul - on the roast beef and eat it.

"Oh, this is"

Unexpectedly, there was a voice.

The flavour of fat that will get really rough if you continue eating. It neutralizes it, no, it only takes away perseverance and leaves only the flavor.

This is an indispensable partner. As if, Valtrude and Yut.

With that momentum and emotion, Valtrude ate up his boned roast beef.

Continue and reach for the omelet without straining your hair. Because it would be a waste to get cold. Never, not because of the tenderness of the food.

And the omelette was, again, great.

Semi-ripe eggs, why does this also awaken a person's senses? As soon as the thick eggs wrapped up the little foie gras and carried them in my mouth, it all melted away.

It's as if you've had a hallucinating spell.

However, it tells me that the flavor, flavor and buttery aroma of eggs left in my mouth is real.

I also finished eating this without half the time of roast beef.

"Well, next time."

Aperitifs and appetizers are over.

When this is the main thing to come, Valtrude takes his seat again.

A long, long time of main cooking begins here.

It had already been decided what to eat.

Exile favorites are sheep.

In fact, the soul food for the Rock Giant (Jarloot) is a goat, but it's hard to get even in Sejour, the king's capital.

Instead, they got stuck in the sheep they ate out.

Therefore, Valtrude put the roasted lamb vanilla on a plate.

Larsia likes rare things anyway.

Boiled crabs stacked unconstructively, that would be the most important thing.

Acorn favorites...... I don't know. I didn't know you just had it made and didn't know what Acorn likes.

But I have memories. Acorn made me a hamburger that I tried many times. There was that, so I put about two of them on a plate.

"... it's not like there was a match."

Leaking a tremendous amount of contemporary thoughts, Valtrude returns to his seat.

My real name was, I was just about to eat my first sushi. Well, people have people's pace.

"I'll have it."

Give me another pre-meal greeting and first reach for the vanilla grill on the lamb.

Handle the bones, eat the meat and chop a thousand pieces.

Of course I have a unique habit, but I don't care. The herbs seemed to add to the flavor. It may be uncomfortable if you are not used to eating, but the experience of eating with Exile drives such things away.

Wipe your hands gently and then reach for the crab.

Her delicate hands, trained in swordsmanship, are not even crab shells or anything else. Shatter the shell and expose yourself by using your supernatural muscle strength past your powers.

Crab vinegar has a refreshing flavour and is great for eating between meats. Eating without leaving behind is also a bit of fun.

But it cannot be denied that it tastes pale.

So I also put a hamburger in my mouth in between. The hamburger of tomato sauce, which could not be eaten at the Brewers, was more complete than what Acorn had tried and missed.

But if you like, it still doesn't extend to what Acorn made me.

Remembering his nostalgic companions, Valtrude proceeds with his meal. It doesn't catch my eye, such as the appearance of a flashing true name.

The cathedral knight, who has eaten up the crab, puts the dishes on as he wishes.

Tompaulo. A slightly different dish of fur, but the candied meat is beautiful.

Likewise, pork ginger covered in candy sauce.

The pork overlapped. Besides, it's all meat.

Valtrude also took sushi, mainly the great trout, and came back to the table.

Spiced, thick tongue polo. Delicious.

The pork ginger, flavoured with shoga, has a unique toothpick of loin meat, which is delicious again. I want beer or rice.

So the next thing I know, I reach for sushi.

Valtrude was as greedy as Valtrude wanted it to be.

For one thing, I didn't have a hand in the same dish. I went around a few times and stacked a plate beside it, and I finally realized what my real name looked like around me... specifically.

My real name, which was supposed to be eating sushi, was cake at some point - eating dessert.

"There's a lot going on somewhere else, isn't there?

Notice Valtrude's gaze and explain that his real name is not good enough. If I'm begged, I'm going to offer you a plate of cake.

"Right...... But..."

For the first time here, Valtrude hesitates. Now, now, by now.

Stacked plates and dishes lost from the cooking table. When I think of that, naturally, the angry look of Alcia also comes to mind.

I would certainly be preaching if Alcia were on this occasion, so clearly that's a pretty hopeful imagination...... anyway, it took a mental stop.

"If you're going to get mad anyway, you're going to get mad after eating"

If it were Jonah, it would have reopened that way. But Valtrude could not have been so thoughtful.

"No, it's already, it's the eighth belly. It's not like we're not going out again, so let's keep it that way."

"Really..."

I didn't say my real name.

Nevertheless, Valtrude didn't put it on dessert, which was also different.

We're back now.

"Good luck"

Returning to the hotel suite, which is based on helicopter rides again, Yut greeted Valtrude with cup of ice cream in one hand.

I was concentrating on making magic equipment (magic items), but I guess I'm taking a breather.

sitting sloppily on the couch, carrying ice cream into his mouth.

"Want some?"

To Valtrude, who sat beside it, Yut gave the spoon a slick of vanilla ice cream.

I guess we should check the tail if it was meant to be, but Valtrude set out. I don't even have to check.

"Mm."

Valtrude hesitates for a moment.

In that moment, that's what I thought about so many things I couldn't put into words... I couldn't resist the temptation.

I hesitated and put the spoon in my mouth.

"Sweet and cold"

Valtrude's decision not to eat dessert in the buffet was the right thing to do.

Which, no, eats everything, it doesn't extend to this bite.

The ice cream Yut fed me was a sweet, seductive dessert on top of this.