Episode 72 – A Noble’s Meal

Originally, it is an unspoken rule to buy rolls of toilet paper at a housewarming party. Unfortunately, I didn’t have anything like that in my hands. Now, the things I brought from the North are the robes and simple clothes I am wearing, and the women’s camps that have brought me. I was thinking about what to give as a housewarming gift. In this case, what did the ancient sages do? While thinking about it, I suddenly remembered Dragon Ball, the best book that taught qigong to boys.

After flying the pillar, the great senior, who climbed on top and flew 2300 km, said this. When a hit man doesn’t have money, he pays for it by killing someone. It’s time to return to being a city hunter and ninja assassin without blood or tears.

“Brother, is there anyone you want to kill these days?”

“Why is that all of a sudden?”

“A housewarming gift.”

“Don’t say anything creepy. I don’t have anyone I want to kill.”

I can’t help it if this happens… At this time, the president killed the person who refused the offer, saying that he would pay the price of a contract killer. But I didn’t want to kill Ricardo. Blindly killing an innocent person is something a eunuch grandson would do, not a gentleman. I wanted to give Ricardo a housewarming gift in a different way, in keeping with the will of Hwang-suk Yu, who stood against the grandson of the eunuch.

“I still want to give you a housewarming gift, but don’t you have anything you want? I’ll go and buy it for you.”

Then you’d have to pay the shopkeeper the way a hitman would. Did you see Joe, bastard, this is the gentleman’s way. Not an anti-human and inhumane method like the Xuzhou Massacre, but a very gentle and peaceful method. Let hell watch this rationality.

“Hey, what’s the present? Just get a good night’s sleep and focus on getting ready for the imperial palace tomorrow.”

I can’t help it if I refuse a gift like this. No matter how kind it is, if I keep forcing it, it’s another evil, and the moment I do that, I become a conch. Infinite thanks to Ricardo’s shining personality for keeping me from going down the path of Joga.

Then, a woman’s voice came from behind.

“Are you the Werner that Ricardo said?”

“Yes, I am Werner, but…”

When I turned my head, there stood a woman who was neither beautiful nor ugly. No, if you categorize it correctly, it would be closer to the beauty side, but it was a normal appearance that would appear as a flower girl number 1 in an rpg game. If I had to say it was a characteristic, would it be the slightly reddish hair like a fallen leaf?

She was holding children with the same silver hair as Ricardo. Ricardo smiled and introduced me to his wife and children.

“Ah, my wife, Flora, and my children. I’m still thinking about names.”

Flora bowed her head to the afterlife, and I did the same.

“We’ll have to give it a pretty name soon. If so, would you like to come up with an idea, Mr. Werner?”

“I refrain from refusing it. It is desirable that the parents give the child a name…”

Also, I have a poor sense of making nicknames. Because my real name before my previous life was Lee Baek-sa. It’s just that my number is 204, so I named it that way. There must have been many other good Chinese characters, but it was annoying, so I just put the snake and lion in a white bag. It was clear that if I named the child like this, it would hurt the child.

Just looking at the list of applicants for a name change, can’t you sense how much they struggle with a strange name? If their names were Choi Gundam or Jojojo, I can’t imagine how painful their lives would have been.

“Yes, Flora, when it comes to a child’s name, the meaning of the name is more important than the parents… no, who gives it to them.”

It seemed that he had corrected his words, seeing that Werner, an orphan, was next to him. To be honest, I don’t have to worry about it that much. I didn’t feel vulnerable to be hurt by words like that, and I hated it even more when people around me noticed. To be honest, it’s right that your parents give you a name, so there’s no need to hide the truth just because you’re in front of me?

Didn’t the true French journalist, Hubert Beuvemary, say this? Speak the truth, all the truth, only the truth. Tell stupid truths stupidly, tell unpleasant truths you don’t like, and tell sad truths sadly. So there is no need to hide the truth just because you are in front of me.

“Oh, it’s time for dinner soon. I’ll be tired from traveling, so I’ll send you a meal to your room, so let’s eat inside.”

To be honest, it was inconvenient to worry about which forks and which knives to use in a large restaurant, just because it was in accordance with the etiquette of the aristocrats. To be honest, you should eat comfortably, but even at that moment, if you are concerned about what a knife and a fork are, is that a meal? Traditionally, rice should be eaten happily by scooping it out with a spoon. An aristocratic yet comfortable meal is the same as ntr sunae, which means that they are incompatible words in the first place.

“Ah, looking at it, I’m tired.”

Glaceon, Camellia, and Airi had already returned to their rooms. I also wanted to go back and relax a bit. No matter how stable and comfortable the carriage was, the fatigue of being trapped in a small space for a long time was a heavy burden.

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Lying on the bed at the dorm, I thought of many things. Everything I felt after coming to this stupid and uncomfortable game world. Is the game right in the first place? The world itself is too realistic to be a game. It may sound strange to have a realistic sense in a world where magic exists in the first place.

What can I say, things like air and atmosphere. There was no artificial smell at all, well this is a simple feeling.

Just then, an attendant knocked on the door outside.

“Werner, I brought you a meal.”

“Oh come in.”

The attendant brought the food from the serving cart and laid it out on the table in the room.

And the attendant opened the food cover and the fragrant smell of food rose. However, there was a familiar smell mixed with it. And the attendant began to introduce me to the food.

“First of all, the main dish is mutton roast. It has a strong aroma, so I used a sauce with a strong fragrance and plenty of spices. For the soup, bouillabaisse full of spices…”

“Hey, let’s not act too revealing between our pros.

“Yeah? What is that…”

I sliced the mutton into bite-sized pieces with a knife and picked up a piece of mine, scooped out a piece of clams and broth with a spoon, scooped out the bouillabaisse.

“Now, would you like to eat both at the same time?”

“hahahaha, if you’re worried about poison, the spoon is already made of silver…”

“I know. But you’re asking me to eat two of these ‘at the same time’.”

“…I’m not sure what that means.”

“This is it. Combination poisons, when viewed individually, are not poisons, but are made to become poisons when mixed.”

Who the fuck knows as an amateur in this industry. In the first place, the combination of dishes itself was suspicious.

“How the hell did you notice?”

When the attendant opened his forehead, the pattern of the black round table was revealed. You asshole hid that on your forehead? If Ricardo found out about the moment when the forehead was cut, the earthen pot would fly right away, right?

“You idiot. Mutton, fuck that grown-up lamb. It’s meat with a strong stench, so you have to use something with a strong flavor for the sauce. But if you’re going to serve that, you’ll have to serve something lighter. Bouillabaisse with lots of spices? Are you fucking kidding me? I thought you were saying outright that I will poison you again.”

“But the fact that this is a combination poison…”

“Those who say that even if you try to cover it up with thick sauce, spices, and the smell of fish and shellfish, it will all come out. These don’t have any knowledge of cooking, and even poison-making skills are idiots.

“Don’t insult them.”

Desecration is a warlock morale card that is used when the field health is 1, 2, 3, or 4.

“Oh, I’m hungry, but I’ve lost my appetite. Hey, I’ll take care of it, so blow on their heads. Then you’ll end up breaking the limbs…”

Before I could finish my words, the bastard suddenly swung the dagger hidden in his bosom. After all, this bastard seems to be better at fighting like this than poisoning, seeing that he makes a good knife cut.

“Oh, you’re cutting a bit. Let’s eat raw fish with me.”

He ignored my business offer and continued brandishing his dagger. Ignoring my business proposal, business is the heart of democracy. Ignoring this and wielding violence like this…

This fuck was obviously a communist party. The North’s communist party is trying to destroy democracy with violence. The real evil Communist Party was not the Winterheart family, but the Black Round Table bastards. You say you can’t give it to others, and you’re trying to destroy democracy in another world…

I can’t let these bastards, the defenders of democracy holding the torch of destruction, alive.

Wow!

My fist hit the bastard’s short circuit.

“Kuheouk!”

Even though he obviously hit a vital spot, he only vomited and did not faint. After all, he’s like a special agent of the communist bastards. You must have the conviction that you too fight for your country. But if you look at it objectively, it’s just violence.

“Oh, do you stand up to that? It must taste like a bit of a beating.”

You don’t need magic to defeat the Communist Party. All it takes is these strong limbs.