Survive different worlds with the all-purpose skill 'Condiment Creation'! [Web version]

It's been a week since Wolf's swarm crusade.

I show my face to the Adventurer Alliance every morning. [M]

To receive requests for F.E. Rank assignments.

I have few requests that I can make.

I can't take it because it's a hard job, I'm not tall enough, or I need magic.

The only thing I can do is ask for a move.

Because if you have an item box, it will be over soon.

By the way, I'm not going to go see the request board, I'll leave everything to Mr. Lienbell.

I spend time as a goblin hunter when I don't have a request to receive it.

Mr. Lienbell wouldn't be mad if he was about to defeat one Wolf.

When they become two, they are seen in the zito eye.

So I try never to take down 3 of them.

Because Mr. Leanbell is really scared......

The status is like this.

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Name: Tatsuya

Age: 10

Gender: Male

Race: High Elves

Status: Normal

Lv: 1 (MAX)

HP: 100/100

MP: 0/0

Physical Attack: 100

Magic Attack: 100

Arm strength: 50

Health: 50

Intelligence: 90

Spirit: 320000

Agility: 70

Luck: 100 (MAX)

[Skills]

Item box, different world languages

[Unique Skills]

Condiments Created: LV.3 1UP NEW!

(Cooking seasoning: Lv.3 1 UP NEW! • Confectionery seasoning lv.3 1up new!)

[Title]

Wizard of Sorrow, Beginning Mind

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Condiment Creation: Lv.3

I can create cooking condiments and sweet condiments as I imagine.

When cooking with the seasoning produced, it brings out the flavour of the ingredients and produces all kinds of effects.

Cooking seasoning: Lv.3

• Soy sauce and sauce

- Spices and eggs

- Salt and miso

Confectionery seasoning: Lv.3

- sugar

- Chocolate

- Milk

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Skill [Condiment Creation] level increased to 3.

Exactly. I don't think 'salt, miso, milk' can be used in combat.

I knew it smelled good soy sauce and the aggressive habanero sauce felt easy to use.

Although it is a long way from the original correct use.

This is how I've gotten used to life in different worlds lately.

I spent about 8 pieces of gold (80,000 yen) on "lodging, meals, clothing".

When I accumulate 10 pieces of gold (100,000 yen), I am going to borrow the oven and bake the cookies.

I just want to thank Mr. Leanbell for always taking care of me.

I don't see a place where sweetness sells, so I think you'll be happy.

So without a day off, I'm still coming to the meadows to defeat Goblin today.

Time is before lunch and I'm just about to take a break.

Alone in the prairie, lunch breaks are routine.

I still can't have fellow adventurers, so I'm a little lonely.

If you go back to the guild, Mr. Leanbell will heal you, so there's no problem.

Well, goblins aren't even close, so I'll take a lunch break.

I buy and bring bread from the city bakery for lunch. Normally delicious.

There's fluffy bread like Japan, and there's hardened bread like French bread.

I like hardened bread these days.

When I finished my lunch, I noticed the ground I was sitting on was vibrating.

Maybe there's an earthquake going on because I'm not always comfortable sitting there.

Hmm? Does it even sound like a dodo?

I wonder if the animals are running.

Maybe there's a demon running.

... Yeah, isn't that bad?

When I turned around bah who made the noise, I saw someone with a Gilmouth-like giant running and approaching.

I thought I was an adventurer, but I find it kind of uncomfortable.

The skin color is strange, so it doesn't look like a person.

Could that be an oak?

...... eh, Oak!?

Are you kidding me?!

The oak is a D-ranked monster of a large pig (over 2 m tall and weighing over 100 kg) who walked two legs.

He's not the kind of person I can fight and win. He's a powerful demon.

This sucks, let's get right back to the way we came and get out of here.

I wonder if it's a hazy oak, if you're unlucky, you won't be sorry.

Even though the luck of the status is MAX at 100.

Running out of a hurry, I was surrounded by five Wolves, and "The Fear of Death" began to haunt me.

When I could run and steer as hard as I could for about 100m, my distance from the oak was shrinking instead of opening.

I'm a 10-year-old now, and the demons couldn't have chased me away.

It must have been completely locked on, coming after me in a straight line.

I just keep running like this and they'll catch up to me.

If I lose my strength, I'm not where I fight.

I'm a little scared, but I think you're more likely to survive fighting an orc with your strength.

Orcs are definitely opponents of character.

Even my body is much bigger than mine.

Still, I'd choose to fight to survive and face the orcs.

Oak comes near me with a worn axe.

He made loud noises and ran with Dosin, Dosin and Dosin, stopping his legs and laughing niggardly where the distance was about 10 m.

I don't want to know what it's like to be a demon, but I'm just saying, "It's a treat." Who's drooling?

I don't have time to watch and analyze things to fight these monsters.

If I'm sparing you, I can do it right away.

Let's just think about attacking out without protecting it.

Take him down and go back to Mr. Lienbell.

Even the E-rank Wolf, Mr. Lienbell, was a hotshot.

If you defeat a D-ranked oak, you'll come mad at me with a terrible sword screen.

Let's go home and Mr. Leanbell will curse us!

I ran out to the oak and kept my distance. [M]

Unleash the 'soy sauce beam' you were preparing before the oak ran out of axes.

Bushuuuuuuuu

Don.

I hit the orc firmly, but it doesn't create the kind of force that pushes the giant down.

It's still going to be hard to beat with a soy sauce beam because you can still afford it.

Decide you can't, and just change your methods of warfare.

Two rotten eggs were removed and thrown at the face of the oak by a time difference.

The oak axed away the flying eggs, but was defenseless on the second egg thrown by time difference.

When the egg cracked pecked against his face, a rotten green yellow egg wrapped around the oak's face.

At that moment, Orc threw down the axe he had and said to the smell of "Buheeeeeeeeeeee! shouted."

Seeing the roaring oak, I stop moving.

I was going to take down the oak, but I can't move.

Even though this is a great opportunity.

If we're going to attack, we only have now, and we only have now a chance to escape.

But the moment I heard the oak scream, I couldn't move my body.

Maybe I've been 'intimidated' by the roar of oak rage.

Oak, who had paid his eggs off his face, was completely mad.

Your nose is rough, you eat your teeth off, Doscene! And he walks in as he steps strongly on the ground.

Doscene!

Doscene!!

DoScene!!!

An unprecedented fear strikes me as the angry oak slowly approaches me.

I guess I've decently bathed in the will to kill by someone stronger in character than myself.

I am too scared to think about anything and my hands and feet are rattling and trembling.

The oak, approaching one step and another, stopped stuffing the distance to just 2 m.

The mad oak opened his big mouth one more time and said, "Buheeeeeeee!," he barked at me.

But I never feel as intimidated as I did earlier.

On the contrary, I was thinking strangely. [M]

I guess my fear is too strong and my thoughts have gone crazy.

An oak with a big mouth said, "Give me Habanero!" I thought I was saying it.

"Hey, wait," he immediately turns to the mouth of the oak, firing Habanero sauce.

Buhhhhhhh!

Habanero sauce hitting his face enters his mouth and the oak swoops with shocking spiciness.

Habanero sauce, which also penetrates through the nose and eyes, inflicts a 'pain due to spiciness' never felt before on the oak.

All I could think about was being an asshole.

Oak, who is suffering and throat-soaking, is stuffy and distressed rolling down the ground with so much spiciness.

Open your big mouth and say, "Buheeeeeeee!," he continued to shout sad thoughts.

But that's the "Habanero replacement!" I just felt like I was saying it, and I hit Habanero sauce on my face more and more.

Spicy hell continues that doesn't end in a craving oak.

"I'm full and I can't eat anymore," he said breathlessly, just because I've eaten many times.

Being careless and standing by for Habanero sauce, I couldn't sort out the status quo well.

I don't know what I'm doing.

I couldn't think of anything for a while, but I was standing there, Bo.

If I stay put for five minutes, I'll have a temporarily weird tension back and understand what's going on.

When I saw the falling oak and understood what had happened, the force fell out of nature and my legs and sat down.

It reminds me that the 'fear of death' I received from the oak plays in my head.

I couldn't move because of the roar of anger.

The face of the oak that screamed in front of me.

Killing from the overwhelming strong.

It was too much fear to break my heart that I had spent in a peaceful Japan.