The Peerless Kobold

At the corner of the forest along the street, dig a hole in the ground, find as dry a tree as possible and lay it down instead of firewood, and place a slightly taller stone in its four corners.

"Guavu, Wang:" Sister, please ""

"Luoa quan ou (lights, fox fire)"

Between the hands of Kobolt Dagger (sister), a scarlet rose and burned on a laid tree.

So, before the fire gets stronger, leg around the four corners of the stone, put on the stone to flatten that I've been looking for, and wait for it to warm up. About 4 more of the same things in number, should we prepare them at intervals…

"Kluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

We cut it into four parts, boss. "

"Woah, Garoua: Well, we'll bake it."

It is called stone roasting. I had Lancer and Dagger hang out with three of my tailored prairie rats, and they got me and Axe ready for a stone burn.

"Come on, don't get too close because it's dangerous!

"" Yes ""

"Yeah, okay"

A short distance away, Serena, the town daughter of Wiald, cooks the rat meat stabbed on the carpet and wooden skewers on the stone, taking care not to approach the fire by the children who have been caught from the king's capital.

"Oh, this is the bread and walnut that was in the carriage, go ahead"

"There it is."

"Woan: Thank you."

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I receive bread and walnuts from the little hands of a young cat daughter who approaches me pretending to have a tail, and I stroke her head. When they had finished distributing it to everyone, they returned to beneath their own roasting stones, where two of the castled men had already begun to roast meat.

Even the extremely rare and delicious ones that don't put the fire through are already cheeky with just lightly roasted rat meat.

"Wow, Cuervon."

"Wolwwwwwww, Grukwwwww on

(I think the meat that just lightly sears the surface tastes best.) "

"Gruvoir, Kwahlwoflquaaaaaaaaaaaaa

(After all, fresher is better than dried meat.) "

Note that meat is generally smoked when stored for a long period of time.

We make and place even during autumn in preparation for a winter when crops cannot be harvested at times... just like the Kobolts pick up a dongle that is the staple food of winter in that period with all their heart in the forest.

(…… you can now make charcoal, and next time, even smoke it in the settlement?)

Well, there's a limit to saying it's going to be sunny, so when you eat it, you need to grow mold or sharpen rotten areas with a knife. Because of this, if it is a short period of preservation, it may be frozen by ice magic, but either way, the flavor will drop.

The best thing to do is to keep it alive, i.e. to secure a hunting ground. The nobles therefore manage the hunting grounds so that fresh meat can be eaten at any time...

"Khu, Khuaoo... Vua, Gallu:" Mmm, delicious... how about you too ""

Stick sufficiently baked rat meat into a wooden skewer and serve to a mysterious elf. Once we tried to communicate properly, we were facing each other across the grilling stone.

"Yeah, I'll take it, thanks"

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Slightly, silver blonde elves nod at thin, beautiful skin.

"Knock, knock, knock."

"Woang!?" What the fuck!?

"... I can't have a daily conversation"

That's amazing, Elf... you've been frustrated with something. While she is unwittingly flashy, she spins the word again.

"Given what's been going on since last night, even if I thought you'd helped me?

"... Galquarguohaul:"... with a cat, a mother and daughter. "

Thank you, Lord Cobolt.

"Voon...... Gruowarver, Galua?

'I don't mind...... I call myself Archer, what about you?

With her jade eyes gently closed and cruised, she zeroed a dry laugh with her masochistic words, without gazing.

"My name is Stia...... I am a fool who was tricked into buying my countrymen's grievances and caught by slave traders, hehe"

You're a tough guy to do something with, this guy...

"Walaon, Garwoaaw... 'I honestly don't care about that...'"

After this, she will be told by lunch that she will be raised to Selkram, the king's capital, and then returned to the forest where she lived.

"Really...... by the way I don't know much about dogs other than the ancient woods, do they interact with people and cats?

Tilt his little neck with a glimpse of the sight of the three races where Stia takes lunch around.

"Gharuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"I have some interaction with the cat tribe, but the people are a distance away."

"Earlier, it seemed to be admired by those men..."

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Surprisingly she narrowed her jade eyes...

(We only have different skin colors and say we are in contention... Can't we see any minor differences because we are of the same race?)

She also accelerates her thinking between scattered conversations.

(… paradoxically, the essence is not there, but the imbalance in the power relationship created by the built up ethnicity and the mechanisms by it, which is really just a flavor of skin color?)

The elf daughter sinking into her thoughts exhales a heavy and deep sigh. Because the question has sprung up as to whether we should not have asked for a change of consciousness before a reform that rushes the results and pushes them from the side of power...

I'll make sure she gets her lunch flat when she thinks about it from the middle of nowhere.

"... Va, gruqualga alu varuan, kurua wahuahuaan?

'... So, we're going back to the Easteria Forest, but what's Stia gonna do?

"Well, may I come with you for a while... thank you, but I'll let you grow the seeds of your world tree, won't I?

and they were also hit first.