Gerald's late-night snack for Jason is soup.

Stirred coconut meat, sea crab and a special seahorse.

The latter is Jason's favorite 'food'.

"Festering seahorses."

"A small monster near Hans Harbour."

"Omnivores, if they are splashed with its juice, their skin will ulcerate."

"It's not terrible to be alone, but they are in large groups, and they have caused a great headache for the fishermen of Hanse Harbour, and then I sent someone to clean them up and make them ...... Dried seahorses. ”

"Like the 'panacea', they are loved by some nobles."

Gerald introduced.

Jason nodded and took a sip of the soup.

Sweet, no fishy smell.

More than a dozen seahorses, Jason swallowed whole.

Chew it together with the belt bones.

Crunchy.

The corners of Jason's mouth curled up in the crunch.

[Devour a large number of festering seahorses! ] 】

[Minor recovery of physical strength and energy]

【Satiety +1】

【Satiety:39】

……

Although there is not much satiety.

But Jason had no complaints.

The 'food' has already been delivered to the mouth, what else?

The same goes for Denis.

Squinting, he picked up the pork rib soup, and after drinking the soup in one go, he danced with the ribs in his mouth.

Then, naturally, it looked at the small dried fish in front of Peters.

A large, washbasin-like porcelain plate sits about 100 small dried fish.

The dried fish are neatly arranged to form a triangle.

The small dried fish on the top is clearly made by the chef at 111 Delen Street.

Hints of gold.

The scent is even more enticing.

Peters stretched out his hand and stroked the plate, and his ordinary face was filled with satisfaction and intoxication.

"My dream has come true!"

He muttered softly.

And then

A hand reached over and took the top small dried fish away.

Click, click.

With an incomparably crisp sound, Peters turned his head and saw Dennis munching on small dried fish.

"It tastes okay."

"Still, I like to eat bones."

"Those big bones with flesh on them."

Denise looked at Peters' gaze and evaluated it very seriously.

Taste ok.

The taste is ok.

Not bad.

Yes......

It was as if Peters had lost the most important thing in his life, the last time he was forced out of the 'Cat Cave', and this time it was ......

More intensely.

Involuntarily, Peters reached out and grabbed the dagger.

He took a deep breath.

"Draw your sword."

"We are divided into superior and mortal beings!"

'Cat Cave,' the swordsman said slowly.

Denise scratched her head.

I looked left and right.

Then, he raised his hand and pointed at himself.

"Me?"

"Hmm!"

"You bastard who ate my little dried fish!"

"Do you know that you just ruined my lifelong dream!"

"I'm going to duel with you!"

The 'Cat Cave' swordsman nodded calmly, but when he spoke again, his emotions could no longer be suppressed, and he yelled directly, with a cry in his voice.

Dennis was stunned.

For the first time, it saw a middle-aged uncle who would cry for small dried fish.

Immediately, Denise stood up and bowed very formally.

"I'm sorry!"

"I didn't know that little dried fish was so important to you."

"I just thought the food on this table was everyone's and could be taken as you pleased."

If you make a mistake, you have to change it.

It's not a noble sentiment.

Rather, as a basic person.

Denise took her mother's words to heart.

As for the dead, are they counted as people?

Dennis thinks she counts.

It eats and drinks, lazy beds, basks in the sun, plays in the sand, raises snails, raises insects, where is it not human?

Although it's a bit of a habit of using 'it'.

But what's the point?

It knows it's a good girl.

Facing Denise, who bowed and apologized, Peters sat down dejectedly.

A dark aura began to appear on the 'Cat Cave' swordsman's body.

There's no way he's going to do it with a little girl.

It is even more impossible to actually draw a sword.

He also has his own glory.

I was just really angry just now.

And now?

The 'Cat Cave' swordsman who calmed down just couldn't stop lamenting in his heart.

My dreams,

Shattered.

Gerald, who was sitting next to Jason, waved at the chef.

"As I just did."

"Give him another one."

Gerald commanded.

Peters was stunned.

He stared blankly at Gerard until a luxurious dried fish was served.

"I won't say thank you!"

The Cat Cave swordsman was grateful, but twisted his head to the side, as if he hadn't even looked at Gerald.

Then, he quietly looked at Gerald again.

When he noticed that Gerald didn't react, just smiled, he immediately turned his head.

Then?

Reach out and get closer to the plate little by little.

As soon as my fingers touched the edge of the plate, I immediately picked up the top special dried fish and stuffed it into my mouth.

Click, click.

A feeling of happiness began to permeate the heart of the 'Cat Cave' swordsman.

He felt that at this time, even if he died immediately, he would die without regrets.

At this time, Gerald smiled:

"No, you don't."

Then, he motioned for the chef to bring a copy to the 'Cat Cave' swordsman.

When another small dried fish appeared in front of him, the 'Cat Cave' swordsman obviously began to doubt his life.

He looked at Gerald.

pursed his lips, and finally, lowered his head and said:

"I'm sorry."

"Before, even though I knew that it was not a complete mistake for you to overthrow the genre, I couldn't face my heart and always stubbornly thought that you were my enemy."

"At this point, I can finally face my heart."

The 'Cat Cave' swordsman said as he shoved the small dried fish into his mouth.

The dried fish is so delicious!

If you really have to face your heart sincerely, the food will be more delicious!

In the face of the gratitude of the 'Cat Cave' swordsman, Gerald was a little distracted.

Overthrow the genre......

That was his goal.

The goal was achieved.

However, the ideal was not realized.

The genre disappeared and the old aristocracy began to decline.

But the so-called new aristocracy has emerged.

Is there a difference between the so-called new federation and the old federation?

No.

It's just a different name.

What should I do?

Gerald, who was thinking, suddenly shook his head with a smile.

What's the use of thinking about all of this now?

Let's get through the difficulties in front of us first.

'Revival', 'Abandonment', 'Abrasion', Federation.

Each one is extremely difficult to deal with.

Especially the Federation run by his old friend, which is even more terrifying.

Now join forces......

With Gerald's tenacity, he felt the pressure like suffocation.

And just as Gerald was thinking about what to do, Little Lead, who had left earlier, ran into 111 Dren Street like crazy.

This personal valet, who has always paid attention to etiquette, has no manners at all at this moment, and before he got close to the holiday cabin, the roar rang out—

"My lord, the 'Abandoned World Religion' is completely destroyed!"