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"Look, it's a bait."

In the dark basement, Zeld was feeding the chest with meat on the stick.

I'm a pretty dangerous person from the side, but from the person's point of view, it's a pretty serious task.

Anyway, if I'm caught off guard, I'll be eaten.

When the meat stuck at the tip of the stick approaches, open the crate lid to jump and chew the meat off each stick a thousand times.

And he began to lend meat like a creature.

"Absolutely, a wild beast."

Yes, Zeldo was feeding a splendid demon named Mimic, not a wild crate or anything.

Rise and the others headed to the ruins in search of the jewels of the magic treasure sealed with the power of the devil decided to raise a large number of mimics found there.

Its purpose is to make a pot of pot. Mimic is such a delicious demon that it is said to be a living mothpot, but he was also a valuable demon only in dangerous ruins and such.

Moreover, since it rots quickly after defeating it, it can only be eaten locally.

Means such as tying boxes and carrying them by carriage were also taken, but Mimic was very vulnerable to sunlight and by the time it reached the town, he was vulnerable to weakness and greatly degraded in taste.

If you want to eat fresh mimics for those reasons, it became the norm to hire adventurers to search for mimics you don't know if you are there, or to pack them tightly during the night and transport them and cook them in places where there is no sunlight.

Most importantly, even the mimics that have been transported so far seem to lose more flavor than the mimics that are eaten locally, so demonic ingredients experts speculated that there might be some problem with transportation and other means.

But since a large number of mimics were found in one labyrinth this time, Rise decided to cultivate them and carry the mimics near the entrance to the labyrinth to the room where they fought the Golem, where they would grow and observe the mimics.

"Zeldo, I brought you a new one."

Lantern lights approach from the entrance of the labyrinth.

"Oh, Lord Dryad."

Zeld welcomes the dry adds who have interrupted feeding.

"This is the new Mimic shell. We have prepared a large, small and medium size, thank you for your observation diary."

So he leaves on the floor a chunk of metal, large and small, that the dry ads were entangled in.

"Is this Mimic's new shell? That's a strange shape."

Zeld was right, the shell for the mimic that Dry Ads brought was shaped like a combination of two round Chinese pans.

Because one side is connected by a hinge. It seems good to call it a shell-like shape.

"Yes, it's a mimic pot shell that your husband asked the blacksmiths to make."

Typically, the mimic pan heats the bottom of the crate to steam and grill the internal mimic.

You would think that this would burn the chest and spill the mimic inside, but in fact eating in the mimic pan is the inner gut and the outer part is not suitable for consumption.

Otherwise, a Mimic pan was a dish made by sticking a bag of utensils and water in the container.

But referring to a dish that uses the chest as it is doesn't look too good.

If you blame it, it looks dirty.

So Rise devised a new pan that could be used not only as a shell, but also as a cookware.

Mimic is a yadkari-shaped demon who lives in a box with a lid.

Then the idea was to leave the box for the newly born mimic in the pan as it was, it wouldn't look bad and the cooking effort would be easier.

"So. How are things with the Mimics?

"Um, you have an appetite. I only eat the mimics I give the meat to, and the mimics I only give occasionally don't look particularly weak. I haven't given you anything, and Mimic's fine as far as the reaction goes."

Zeld explains as he reads through the follow-up observations written in the Mimics' observation diary in the light of the lantern.

"It is. It's the difference between the mimic you fed and the mimic you didn't."

"Right, and if the newly born Mimic lives in this pot, the aquaculture system will be complete."

"We have to wait for the time of year for all this. Because nobody knows about the breeding conditions of mimics."

As DryAdo put it, Mimic is a standby demon rarely encountered in the labyrinth, so no detailed ecology was revealed.

Because we have to dive somewhat deeper into the labyrinth so that we can observe Mimic at all costs.

There was a problem that was too dangerous for researchers to get in.

"In a few months, the basement for Mimic will also be completed in the ranch basement, so until then, thank you for keeping Mimic here."

"Mmm, I understand."

When Mimic farming was decided, it was debated who would raise Mimic, but because of some dexterity, the body to put in the basement, and the fact that Zeld was the one who deserved it, and since then he has been here to take care of Mimic.

"You can't let your husband work in a dangerous place."

Although underground, this is in a forest of great demons where demons travel.

Therefore, having some strength was also a condition of breeding duty.

"By the way, have the example gems been recovered yet?

Where the conversation was interrupted, Zeld asks what happened to the treasure found in this labyrinth.

"No movement yet. A few days ago, we received information from the King's capital that he had sent saints and clerics to receive the treasure."

"That's a long story."

Zeld gave up on the too slow church move.

"There is no other way. Anyway, they're demons. We needed to gather more powerful people than we could risk being attacked while we were transporting them."

Praised by dry ads, Zeld admonishes himself with his heart.

(Sure, I saw the power of the opponent sweetly, but that's why I ate a painful cliche)

"Then I'll do it."

"Um, be careful and go home."

Zeld, who dropped off the dry adds, turns to Mimic again.

"Now, shall I resume feeding?"

In the last few months, the first ever Mimic hotpot shop opened in the town of Dexsi and became busy.