Chapter 102 – Accumulation.

Lyudmila only sighed as if her headache had subsided after she drank her fourth bowl of soup.

“Fuck, I think I’ll barely live now.”
“Why did you drink Yell when you’re going to be having such a hard time?”

She even knew how much she could not drink her drink, watching her suffer more while drinking her two bottles less than he did.

“Originally, I was only going to drink one bottle.”

But she got carried away and drank more.

“Then do you remember what happened after that?”
“Ugh, what happened?”

Lyudmila took a sip of the soup the girl served her and looked at him strangely.

“No, I don’t remember from the middle. I wondered if something had happened.”
“Kkeu, wait a minute, I don’t remember anything after I drank about 3 bottles.”
“…Really?”

That meant that the image Usher remembered of Lyudmilla was already drunk. Somehow, it seemed that the emotions intensified from the middle. Was it because he was drunk? She must be in a similar situation, since he can’t come to mind when he ponders what happened yesterday.

“Huh, drunk Ryuda was really cute.”

At Mediah’s words, Usher and Ludmilla met their eyes. That’s right, I realized at the same time that there are people who drank the most Yell in this place and are still sane, that is, people who remember their actions. And that, of course, is someone who secretly likes to make fun of people. Not to mention Ludmilla, and Usher knew very well what Mediah’s personality was like. Seeing each other’s faces turn white in an instant, they tried to calm their hearts.

“Uh, did I do anything yesterday?”

When Lyudmila asked in a trembling voice, hoping that nothing would happen, Mediah chuckled.

“You really don’t remember? Didn’t you play a lot yesterday in Heath’s arms?”
“Me? To that gentleman?!”

And Lyudmilla is astonished at the answer that came back.

“Lyuda should have seen Heath panicked.”
“Aww, that’s ridiculous! It’s a lie?!”

She asked, as if she wanted Medea to lie, but she shook her head as if she felt sorry for her.

“Ugh! I live and live and play a fool for that man! Even if I go crazy, I’m still crazy!”

Lyudmila shuddered, forgetting her headache from the shock, and banged her head on her table.

“Have you done anything more? Please say so.”

She told Medea that she only heard what happened yesterday, but she suffered as if she had done the worst thing in the world. No matter how much she was related to her, he was more concerned about his reaction because he was fooling around with someone who only fluttered cold air, let alone friendly feelings. Usher probably thought that if he did that he would have a hard time seeing her opponent’s face for a while.

“Nothing else happened. Although Heath put Ludmilla to bed.”
“Ahhh! Meah, couldn’t you stop me? With that man’s personality, it’s obvious that he’ll nag me all day as soon as he sees me today.”
“Oh, I don’t think Heath hates you either?”
“You mean it wasn’t even good! I’m screwed! I’m screwed!”

At the same time, Lyudmila’s appearance as she sat down looked really futile. Usher sympathized with her for a moment, realizing that her drinking habit hadn’t yet come out of her own. But maybe it was the problem that she came up with the idea? As soon as Medea’s gaze turned to him, Usher froze like a herbivore in the presence of her predator.

“And Usher…”

It took a moment for him to swallow nervously as he waited for her words to follow.

“There wasn’t anything special about it. Just a little bit of grumbling with me?”
“Whew, I’m glad.”
“Oooh, that’s right. I thought you were comrades.”

Thanks to this, Ludmilla, who had accumulated a dark history alone, was even more desperate. By the time Usher was relieved. Belka, who had been serving her soup to Lyudmilla, asked Medea.

“Do you need Medea soup?”
“I see. I don’t think I need to drink anything, but I think I should have a simple breakfast. Would you like a bowl?”

As the girl scooped her soup into another bowl and handed it to her, she briefly inspected the contents.

“I think it was Tresca. It’s not bad.”

She took a spoon and ate her soup even though she put on a sad expression.

“Still, it’s a pity to fill the stomach with only this.”

As if Belka came to mind at Mediah’s appearance, she opened her mouth.

“Then would you like to make a pie?”
“Yes?”

The kitchen of the castle is basically a place where you can only cook for the banquet that is held at a set time, but there is a place where you can cook and eat separately in a corner. According to Mediah, it was made at the request of her retainers, but instead, her materials were her own burden. Now they were gathered there watching the girl diligently move through her kitchen, leaving a trail of her red tail. As for how this happened, it was because of Belka’s words.

“Pie, are you talking about something like apple pie?”
“Huh.”

They followed her as she left her room to make her pie. That’s because I was wondering if the girl really made it herself. It wasn’t that she didn’t believe her, but she had never heard of Belka doing her cooking, so she was watching her. The girl looked curiously at them following her, but she did not particularly reject them.

“It will take a little while.”

Having said that, no one left to watch the girl make the pies.

“It’s a real apple pie.”
“I know.”
“You really thought you could make it.”

Medea, Ludmilla, and Usher saw a delicious pie with warm steam rising in front of them. The crust of bread covered the contents like a plate, and the bread made of a plaid on top served as a lid, but between them, apples, light brown like jam and slightly melted in the heat, could be glimpsed. The sweet scent of melted apples along with the savory scent of bread stimulated my appetite, probably because clear soup was all I ate in the morning.

The girl took her knife and started cutting the pie while they looked at the finished pie. It was a while to remain blankly at that figure.

“Usher.”
“Huh? Eh. I’ll eat well.”

Usher saw the pie being placed on her own plate first. The pie, slightly disorganized as it was cut but still retaining its distinct shape, was on the plate, almost spilling its contents. She raised her fork as she watched the pie being distributed to Medea and Ludmilla as well. With a fork, she splits the pieces again, dipping them into bites, and the bread crumbles and the sweet taste fills her mouth.

“Wow! It’s so delicious!”

As Mediah said, the pie the girl made was very delicious. She sure was delicious, but Usher wondered when she learned how to make something like this.

“Where else did you learn this?”
“Follow Sif.”
“Hmm, I heard that you sometimes go to help Mr. Sif, so that’s it, right?”
“Why why?”

Usher was taken aback by the mischievous gazes of Medea and Lyudmilla who were gathering around him while eating the pie.

“You really want to figure this out sooner? It’s for Mr. Usher, right?”

When he realized Medea’s words belatedly and saw Belka, she came to Usher as if she remembered something even though she avoided his gaze. Then she whispered in his ear.

“Usher, please don’t drink too much.”
“Huh? That’s why…”

Usher was about to ask why, but then he remembered what had happened last night.

“Uuuuu, that’s too much.”

He didn’t say anything and just ate the pie. Lyudmila, who was watching them, muttered with an expression that did not know whether it was pathetic or envious.

“It’s too sweet.”
“That’s right. The first time I ate it, it was moderately sweet.”

As they said, the pie was too sweet. In the end, there were two pieces of the pie left.

“Oh, it’s so damn hard, really.”

Saying that the git caught something particularly hard, he smashed the dry fish.

“Hey, are you going to beat me so badly that I can’t even eat it and throw it away?”

The knights, including Donnar, who went out to stop the monsters, were chewing on dried fish after making it soft to solve the late morning.

“Still, these are much less hard and taste better than ship biscuits.”
“Hey, don’t compare it to that. It’s good enough to be used as a sling bullet.”

Odur was startled by the bruising on Git.

“That’s true, but it’s a bit corrupt to just eat Tresca. I’d rather have it grilled.”
“Well, how about this alone?”

Tresca is a very common fish in the cloud region, so there were many people who made this fish their staple food. In Pacifenia, it was grilled, but in Lantua, it is common to boil the broth to make soup. Anyway, it was an incredibly cheap and common fish. To the extent that there is a joke that no one will die of starvation thanks to this. So, dry it anywhere and use it as a preservation food.

“How is it that there’s not much difference from the Tresca I used to eat in my hometown?”
“It’s because it’s the same species. I don’t know if there’s a rule saying that it’s dried and eaten everywhere.”

Thanks to them, it was also a nostalgic taste. It wasn’t hard to see that it would get boring again soon, though.

“You mean you can’t get out of this fishy place just because you’re in another area?”

Shalby was a bit exaggerated, but at this point, she wasn’t too fishy. They only lamented that they had to eat preserved food because of work, even though they wanted to eat proper food. In addition, it is not a long distance like the upper level, but it is relatively close to a place where you can have a warm meal when you return, so it will feel bigger. It would be nice to boil it the way it is here, but the surroundings are all farmland. It was not easy to light a fire here.

“Haven’t you all heard from the other knights? It’s difficult to use fire as a weapon here.”

It was the same when dealing with Silk Moss. Unless it had tough wings like a dragon, nothing would be as effective as a fire arrow if it flew like that, but the problem was that Lantua was no different from a large-scale farmland. And due to the nature of moths, if their wings catch fire, the toxic phosphorus will ignite, literally raining fire.

“In the end, we have no choice but to suffer.”

After sitting alone and not being able to eat properly, they ate a rough meal of preserved food and started their search again.

“It’s done. If you’re done eating, let’s start working. This time, we have to kill all the remaining guys.”

The monsters attacked this time were monsters named Desert Locust, different from Silk Moss. Originally, they lived in the desert, but since they move in search of rich food, it seems that raids often take place in Lantua.

“They’re the ones who couldn’t even get close to us because of the dragon.”
“Then what do you do? The dragon itself is a disaster.”

Because of the dragon, other monsters did not approach, but that was like burning down a house to catch a bed bug.

“Kyaaaaa

Then, at the sound of a woman’s scream, they stopped talking and ran straight away.

-Kirrrr!

I ran to the source of the screams and saw a huge grasshopper with large clear brown eyes and a green body riding on a woman. I could see her bending her body downward, as if she was thinking of making her her host right away.

“Odur!”
– Snuggle Geek!

Immediately after his cry, a bullet from the sling shattered one of his eyes. Then, as if in pain, I thrust my longsword into the man’s neck as he was shaking. Fortunately, this time it was a monster the size of a human and relatively light in weight, so it was easily pushed. After confirming that her companions had moved the woman who had been attacked to a safe place, he twisted her longsword.

-Kiruk…!

Then, he immediately withdrew himself from the man who let out an unpleasant death sentence. He knew there was no poison, but the monster’s bodily fluids were dangerous by themselves.

“Wow, here’s another one.”

He clicked his tongue at the sight of wires creeping out of the monster’s cross section. It was a parasite parasitic on the body of a monster. They are troublesome because they sometimes parasitize on the human body. Because of this, it was also the culprit that made it difficult to dispose of the monster’s corpse.