Chapter 330: 330 Episode 325: A Tasting of the View of High Elf Mis

Hello.

I'm Mis, a sad company animal who fights evil bosses every day.

Today is a tasting party for a new product from the Chamber of Commerce, Nana Bowl.

It's delicious, isn't it, a bowl of noodles?

I never thought that lower fish would be such an uninterrupted treat, yeah.

The developer is a mysterious newbie, Bavaria.

The noodle bowl also grabbed the hearts of the elves belonging to the Chamber of Commerce.

So even inside the Chamber of Commerce, few try to find out who it is.

Bavaria, now a culinary researcher, is the top secret of the Chamber of Commerce alongside inventor Charles Essen.

Well, from what I've explored, no one will get to the ridiculous story of a six-year-old being a developer, etc.

Especially since I'm a woman who can, I'm not surprised, am I?

Perhaps he is concealing something from your family or even Takazu.

EFFMONT - That mage, who is now a total fucking grandfather, possesses a powerful prophetic ability, even by elf standards.

Then that kid.

It's not strange that Alto Crane Putt has powers similar to that.

Past or Thousand Eyes...

In other words, lost recipes, which existed in the history of demonic guidance and illusion.

Or somewhere not here.

If you possess the power to know even fragments of distant items, that unusual imagination will also explain it.

Of course, I'm a woman who can take care of things, so I'm not going to pry extra, am I?

His actions are in the interest of the Chamber of Commerce, and if that is a benefit to the entire Elf tribe, that's fine.

If I try to force myself to ask him out, if I undermine or corner his mood, I'll probably buy Takazu's wrath.

Unlike Takazu in "The Library," this Takazu is slight and easy to handle, but that's not equals saying that there are no scales. The extra thing is, you shouldn't.

I mean, well, if I put Curiosity and Safekeeping on the scale, I'd say it's the woman who takes the latter.

"Hey Mis. The nappy bowl is for the tasting party, so don't eat it puckered, okay? I mean, working! Why are you eating leeks like you normally do when they all work to withstand this delicious smell?

My colleague's high elf is roaring.

But it's a silly thing to say.

Customer satisfaction and my satisfaction.

Isn't it something you don't have to think about which is important?

In the first place, I came to this venue to eat eels, and I didn't mean to come to work, hairy.

By the way, wouldn't it be rude to say "no hair" to someone who cares about their hair?

By the way, this girl says, "It's for a tasting party," but we have plenty of stock.

They'll demand a replacement, because everyone who works here will be able to eat later.

So I won't bottom-up.

Don't hesitate to eat, will you?

"Oh, delicious. You're going to want alcohol..."

Forget your daily busy schedule and rest often.

Our Chamber of Commerce is dominated by ghosts with glasses on them. Sometimes, like this, it will be important to stretch your feathers.

In a table dedicated to the Crane Puts family set up in the corner of the cooking area, the women draw in the eels a great deal.

Except that you have too much appetite, that's a smiling sight.

It should be noted that our meals are quicker than theirs for the convenience of a peek at the tasting.

There is no need to listen, because in the venue we are in the middle of a wasteful, pointless and worthless speech by the Great.

You can focus on eating.

"Mmmm...... This eel tastes better than I cook..."

An alt boy says that.

But this must be natural. The Commodity Development Department of the Chamber of Commerce seems to have some intentions.

They stayed in for a day in a row and finished "Just Delicious Food" with "Products That Can Also Be Sold to Nobles".

Besides, today, it's different from the material.

Top compatible eel, not swamp dojo.

And rice, our "elf rice"!

You have no element to lose.

"Phew, I'm hungry! It's delicious, I ate a lot! Oh, my God!

A young, healthy toddler dives into her real brother.

The boy, he got a direct hit in the stomach and distorted his face, is it okay?

Reverse or something in the cooking area, though it hasn't gotten stylish.

"Alt-kun. What will you do? If your stomach hurts, you don't have to force yourself to take a peek, do you?

"Yes, no... I've come so far, I'll see. From everyone's reaction, we might be able to grasp something..."

You're breathing constantly, too.

Well, it doesn't matter if he says he's good.

I'm not the one who cleans it back.

For that reason, take a short meal break and move to the hall.

The blow-out space also has scaffolding on the fenced upstairs area for opening and closing windows and curtains.

From there, we look at the folks.

Literally, that's a sight to behold.

"Hehe...! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! I think I'm in Himitsuchi!

Your sister is cheeky, right?

He looks down on the bottom line, accepting it.

"Oh. It's Mr. Mitchemon. You're at the end of the table."

He has discovered Effmont to aim for.

That's early.

Is it the magic of vision enhancement?

The grandfather, in person and in the sole hope of the young girl with him, is placed in a less conspicuous seat.

Yeah. I made it happen for you, didn't I? I'm a woman who can.

In those two attendances, there are two things I did.

One is to make up a fake identity.

This is a burning blade, so it's up to Grandpa Eph to get the bollocks out.

The other thing is that I bought someone who was good at special makeup and they changed their appearance.

Not someone else at all, "Hmm? Well, do they look a little like each other? It has changed to the extent of" but even the hair color has changed to toddler girls.

Nobody would think it was a combination of a snake prophet and a third princess.

Alto Crane put seemed to think the Third Princess's appearance was beautiful, but even that one is greatly detuned, isn't it?

Well, I won't tell you.

"Mr. Mis. Are there many leading aristocrats in today's gathering?

"You're somewhat yes. But not many. Anyway, Daiyuan, the most noble nobleman in the kingdom, is the Baron Venink family. It was Viscount Zeman, a friend of the Baron, who was able to call people. So the top nobles, they're not that far away. But I think we have a lot of friends with Viscount Zeman, even the lower nobles. Plus, merchants and cafeteria officials are invited. I mean, you can't ignore influence."

"The journey. You're Ifonne's dad..."

The boy shrugged.

Who's Iphonne?

Meanwhile, under my eyes, I don't care. The greeting is over, and it's finally the main announcement of the tasting.

Baron Venink on the stage has disclosed the information.

"It is the sea urchin, or the fish called the marsh dojo, that we invite all of you to taste today."

Oh, you're bluffing.

"Are you going to let that bottom fish out or are you kidding me!

Some scream that way, but the majority remain surprisingly calm.

It's apparently true that you called a nobleman who could.

Dumb aristocrats have a hard head, by the way.

And the noose is carried.

It's not a noodle bowl.

It's heavy.

This is what you adopted that Dwarf Real opinion, isn't it?

Changing vessels by identity was a good focus.

"You think this is a eel!?"

"From the looks of it, it's like something else!

"What an appetizing scent! Isn't it really delicious?

"And the beauty of this vessel! At a glance, this food comes through to you as a luxury item, right?

The looks and smells speak more eloquently than anything else.

It would work great for someone who was booed.

Speeches about swamp dojo continue on the stage by Baron Venink, but everyone who eats an oak seems to be dying to eat fast.

tonnes and those who slap the table with their fingers.

Those who shake poverty.

A man who looks at the Baron resentfully.

He who has no eyes on the altar, and gazes at the noose.

Various.

Is it common to say that there is not one person, such as those who are interested in the Baron's story?

"Then you all seem to be twisting, and that's all for the long story, try the nagging one"

With that word, the spoon does the fork do it down.

Some people are jiggling and observing, but most of them seem to have taken it right to their mouths.

And.

"Whoa! What a delicacy! This is the bottom fish!?"

"The eel is awesome too, but what is this sauce!? Great richness and depth!

"This is such a delicious thing, ever......! I can't believe it!

"Ahhh!? What are eels and swamp dojos that taste like this so far?!? The Chamber of Commerce has sold my rights in my territory!? Or can I buy them back, this is!?"

Isn't that what those cattle glasses are for?

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Even I can't wait for the bottle that was taken away to come back.

"When!? When, Lord Venink! Since when does this get sold?"

"Oh, can I get a replacement?

"Sir is talking about building a cafeteria that sells out eels, but is that one of ours?!?"

"Oh, shit! You shouldn't have sold your rights! Where is the Chamber of Commerce official?!?"

"Uhm...... I want to feed my wife too..."

It's been a commotion.

"Please calm down. Individual stories should be exchanged with the Shorcina Chamber of Commerce. If you want a replacement, please let me know. Plenty is available. For everyone else who likes eels, if you want, we also have a takeaway for you, so feel free to do so. Also, we plan to start selling sea urchins next spring"

Shit or shit, huh?

"Replacement! Give me a change!

"I'll get lunch. Is there a limit on the number of units? If not, would you like a consolidated number?

"I'll have both a change and a lunch box! I want it right away!

"Who am I supposed to talk to about all kinds of business? Who's in charge?

The lower boundary is a championed situation.

And next to me.

The Crane Putt brothers and sisters...

"Miu...... They all look delicious! I envy you! Phew, I want a swamp dojo!

Earlier, I thought you said you were hungry.

By contrast, my brother.

"Mm-hmm. That girl, who was a dark face until just now, looks delicious, too. Good, good..."

I cared more about the Third Princess.

Well, if you don't know what's going on, you're just a dark little girl.

The noodles are delicious, and this noise won't get us noticed, and we can relax and eat, right?

Whatever, this reaction will have no problem selling or advertising.

The testimonials spread quickly and will definitely attract a lot of interest.

So if we hold a second or third tasting, we'll be stoned already, won't we?

You should know all over the kingdom.

Because the "leading group" will be proud of themselves.

(Well, what was that grandfather's reaction? If you like alcohol, you probably like it, don't you?

The Effmonts are not Baron Venink's acquaintance, nor do they want to stand out, so they should take their seats secluded. Maybe I'll get a souvenir and go home.

When I received some lunches, I got up softly.

If you want to hear your thoughts, is it now?

If you don't just ask, I'll forget about it.

I pointed to my grandfather and grandson, and I said,

"It's like I'm going home. So you're going to call me a little, right?

"Oh, then can I go, too? I want to say hello."

"Miu! If I did, I'd go, too!

In the end, the three of us were to travel.

"Eph - Michamon's Hidden"

When I spoke, Grandpa looked back and the young girl hid behind it.

With a little face-to-face, you don't seem to be able to lift your guard.

"Whoa, Mis. And little brothers and sisters."

"Are you leaving already? Then leave as much as you think."

To my words, Grandpa Eph laughs bitterly.

"I like alcohol, but I'm not a foodie. Other than" delicious ", I have other thoughts. - Oh, I was surprised how the eel ate like this. The cook who came up with this is not a big deal..."

"Damn, that's mediocre. It's too boring for any reference."

"I don't know what else to say..."

He seemed like he was going to cut my opponent up early. I'm turning to my young brothers and sisters.

Hi, Elf. I can't forgive you for underestimating me.

"You've come for eels, too."

"Uh, specially in Conne. I got it in a separate room."

"Ha. We're similar. Well, Cla, I'm glad La had a good mood change and experience."

Pong and slap a fake granddaughter on the shoulder.

This must be clear with the Crane Putt brothers and sisters, and you want them to say hello or so.

The young girl patrolled and eventually only lowered her head slightly.

For once, is this a step forward?

On the other hand, if you're a boy, you smiled and spoke to the toddler.

Smooth smile, isn't it?

It's close to the making laughter our officials do with customer service, but there was still something to reassure others.

"Eel, was it delicious? I'm glad you're happy."

The textile inquirer's granddaughter was freaked out, but leaned her neck slightly and opened her mouth.

"It's like, you made it, like, the way you say it, right...?

Ah.

The boy's eyes swam.

You're an out-of-the-box asshole, and this boy.

"Yes, no. It's delicious. You want to share. It makes me feel good, not only to myself, but to others."

"Yes! Phew, it's delicious! Happy with the fu? I want you to look at Phew!

A white toddler hangs his brother apart.

Grandpa Eph sounds a little happy because - the young princess opened her mouth to others at all. I'm an idiot.

"It's Miss."

"What?

"If this (...), Clara can get him out once in a while. I'd like to show this girl more of the world. Can you keep asking me?

This (...) must mean a disguise.

I don't think it's a good idea to escape into 'someone else', but if it's not good enough yet, there's probably a way out of this. I'll have trouble with it all the time.

"Good, but expensive, isn't it? Pay the price, will you?

"To the lords, if you don't have a scratch, it can be as much as a twist.

"I don't know that. Please make money."

And right next door, a toddler girl who wants to keep her brother away from the toddler princess and wants to re-eat the eel is pulling her brother.

"Yay, back that way! Phew, I eat swamp dojo!

"All right, all right. But let me just say hello."

He forgives his sister and speaks to the young girl.

"Uh, I know it's hard, but if I see you anywhere again, it's nice to meet you, okay?

"............ Ha, no"

It looks salt-compatible, but in this girl's case, it would be better if she just spoke up.

"Mr. Michamon, if you get a chance, let me talk to you about textiles"

"Ooh... Come on, when you get a chance."

Your eyes are swimming this way, too.

What a bad grandfather.

Grandpa Eph offered his hand to deceive. I'm a shakehand.

The boy responds to that.

Grandpa Muggy and a tired child shook hands.

Not a particularly beautiful sight, is it?

At that time.

"- Huh!?"

Grandpa Eph gave me a stunned look.

but that's for a moment.

I immediately went back to my usual, shitty face.

"Yes! Let's go! Phew, I want you to stick to me!

"I get it. Look, come on?

"Hehe...! I get gnawed at, heh, I love it!

"Oh, well, excuse me. Someday, again, somewhere!

The Braconsiscon brothers and sisters are leaving.

Was the young princess nervous or taking a deep breath?

I whispered to the old magician.

"Grandpa Eph. Did you see that?

…………

It's a painful face.

This guy always looks like this when he attracts bad prophecies.

"... I broke a lot of bones too. I think you have every right to ask.

"It is. But there's no point in saying anything else, right?

EFFMONT's eyes were sharp and not in a very jokeable atmosphere.

He muttered like he was talking to himself, using exclusive silencing magic so that his granddaughter (...) wouldn't hear him.

"... that toddler has a branch"

"Well, life is a continuum of decisions and choices."

"Ahead of him were two 'moons'. A glowing moon and a faint moon. A branch is that."

Complete the process.

Will Alto Cramput continue to be involved in the Kingdom's proud "Full Moon" and "New Moon"?

"Did you say alt..."

Grandpa Eph, with a voice full of sadness, laid his eyes down.

"Which way do you hold your hand?... one will be saved, one will be - ruined"

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