However, Gross was not irritable because of this, but he felt a burst of secretly happy-

In a previous life, an otaku was exposed to the theory that if a woman nags you, it proves that she at least cares about you. For example, the old mother in his previous life, when the weather became a little cooler, she always couldn't forget to tell him to put on autumn pants.

Well, he could fully understand Miss Mage's kindness and kindness—Gross smiled, propped his head in one arm, and listened quietly.

"Well, that's it. Don't put mustard or grilled fish in the food for a while, and don't eat too much. ”

She said, playing with the mustard jar on the round table, "I'll supervise it." ”

"Hehe, it seems that Miss Crane cares about the leader—"

This is Oliver, who was looking out the window in a daze while he was waiting for food, when he suddenly spoke violently - Miss Mage was like a rabbit with its tail grabbed, and her little white face turned red in an instant.

"Talent, talent, no, just a suggestion from a friend's point of view."

She struggled to discern. But looking at her, it was more like a palpable desire to cover up—in Gross's position, he could already see the ears in Miss Lady's Lady's hair, bubbling red.

Glaring fiercely at Oliver, she quickly pulled up the hood at the back of the mage's robes, covering most of her head.

Gross stroked the stubble on his chin and remained silent.

While waiting for the food to be served, he continued to think about the question he had just asked about the profiteers. At that time, due to the coaxing of profiteers, he sold the "Frostwolf King's Sharp Teeth" for two raels, and he almost thought that he had taken a big advantage, and he was sunny and smiling all day long...... Until, after he went offline, he habitually browsed the official forums and saw the latest update announcement, one of which was close to him:

Updated [Weapon Crafting Blueprint] ...... [Frost Sword] to require Iron Ingot x4, Frost Wolf Wolf Milli x8, and Frost Wolf King's Sharp Teeth x1. [Excellence] One-handed longsword, basic attack 31-41, additional basic attribute strength 2.5, dexterity 3.7, constitution 2.0, additional special attribute [Chill], each melee physical attack has a 15% chance to reduce the target's movement speed and strike speed by 20%, and the effect cannot be stacked. The equipment level requires LV12, and the basic attribute requires ......

It's a purple weapon!

One of the most crucial materials is the "Frostwolf King's Sharp Teeth"!

Frost Wolves are a major item dropped by monster fighting, and iron ingots can be purchased from the aborigines' blacksmiths.

He screamed in the holographic helmet, his fists crackling - he was never lucky enough to get the "Frostwolf King's Teeth", and after that character was upgraded all the way, he finally lost his chance with the [Frost Sword].

Angry and bitter at the time, he felt like a fool who had been fooled. However, as time passed, this depression in his heart gradually faded - in this life, he came to the "fisherman's tune by the river" again, determined not to repeat the mistakes of the past.

Of course, he doesn't have the "Frostwolf King's Teeth" on hand right now, but he knows where that item fell - there are no other players in this world, and maybe no one will compete with him.

He quickly made up his mind: after adding some necessary weapons and equipment, he would wait until early tomorrow morning, and go to the Silver Leaf Forest near the town to get the Frost Wolf King away. Although the current level and strength level of the team is a bit dangerous in the face of that big dog, it doesn't mean that there is no way to take advantage of it - in the previous life, the otaku rubbed the Frost Wolf King dozens of times for the [Frost Cold Long Sword], and he was so proficient in various routines that he couldn't be more proficient.

……

Due to the small number of customers, the food was served on a tray by the maiden Momiji, and it was quickly served - the mixed mashed potatoes were sprinkled with green wild vegetables, the lemon-grilled fish had a neat knife edge with the aroma of seasoning, and the minced meat and radish soup was steaming.

"Wasabi! Don't put mustard! ”

Miss Mage grabbed the mustard jar and reminded again.

After a while, the others shouted, "Miss Momiji, another barrel of ale ......"

……

The town was still bustling with activity, and shortly after the Northland Legion's Lancers left, the streets quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened - Silverleaf was owned by Count Locke Lambert, but he was not in the town for most of the year, but lived in the eastern territory city of Enzada. He was the only one left who served as the town's tax collector.

At this moment, in the hilly area north of Silverleaf Town, in the study of a vast manor, Mr. Taxman, who is usually invincible, stood respectfully beside a middle-aged man - the middle-aged man was sitting in front of the desk, carefully flipping through and checking the thick stack of ledgers.

"Good job, Cole."

After a long time, until the tax officer's legs were a little numb, the middle-aged man, the lord of Silverleaf Town, Count Locke Lambert, put down his unilateral gold-rimmed glasses and said to his tax officer—he was very satisfied that the tax revenue had increased by twenty percent compared to the same period last year.

"Where, it's just that the Earl's domain is well governed."

The tax officer, Cole, smiled and slapped a well-assumed slap, which made Earl Lambert look a little flirtatious - as a subordinate, "the credit belongs to the leader, and the black pot is carried by himself", which is the most basic consciousness.

However, the Earl quickly relented, he sat up from the chair covered in soft deerskin and stretched, pulling the hem of the long black dress high, "I came to Silver Leaf Town this time because I have some other special things. ”

"Is it because of the princess?"

The Northland army of the Lancers passed by, and the merchants and commoners may not know what was going on, but as the head of the land, the tax collector Cole knew very well - the other day, the Lord Count had written to inform him of Princess Samantha's coming to Northland Norgo, and this time, Princess Samantha was in that cavalry procession.

"That's right."

Count Lambert was honest with his faithful servant. He took a few steps to the window, his gaze calming: the landscape was a vast expanse of vermilion-roofed terracotta-roofed houses, the streets of the town crisscrossed by the river, the Somado stone bridge, and the lush woods in the distance.

"Although there are many people who speculate that Her Royal Highness is the old lover who came to find her, it is possible that she may have other purposes this time."