Chapter 11: 11 10. Kawahara Luncheon

Darya headed to the carriage and prepared water and purple grapes for an eight-legged horse (Slapenil).

Eight-legged horses (Slapenil) eat both vegetables and meat. They told me I could just water at noon, but when I gave them a snack, they said they were in a good mood to do their job.

When I asked him what was good, he said, 'This kid especially likes purple grapes', so I bought more at the store.

As soon as I saw the purple grapes, my black eyes opened all the time and how cute they chase me with my eyes all the time.

In addition to the escort today, it turned out to be life-saving, so I decided to give it all here.

Arranging the water and purple grapes in front of me, the nagging sounded terribly happy.

When I bring my stuff from the carriage, I start a firefight in Kawahara.

The firewood (maki) was loaded, and there are fire magic guides, so it won't take long.

I checked the direction of the wind, next to the fireworks, and made a diagonal opposite where myself and Wolfe would sit.

On the other side, slightly away from the bonfire, poke two wooden bars to the ground and tension the rope. It is a simple drying of Wolfe's clothes.

Listening to the sound of the river flow and the whimpering of the birds, Darya began to make lunch.

Cut the hard, round bread you brought, put on the cheese of goat's milk and leave it on the side of the fire. The sausage, which could still be eaten as it was, was stabbed in a tree branch and kept close to the bonfire.

There is no extra container, so look for appropriately large leaves around and serve the dried fruit and nuts that were in the leather bag.

Fortunately, I brought more food and wine so I can afford it. I only put a little bit of shape on myself, but I made as much of Wolfe's share as possible.

Even in the spring, the water bath outside will be cold on the boulder. Think so, add a little honey to the red wine and warm it in a small pan.

Around the time when the wine came in two, Wolfe just came up from the river.

Dariya confirms it by sound alone and says it without looking back.

"Dry your clothes onto the branches there. And give me the coat that's there until it dries. It's my father's, so maybe it's a little small."

After signs of a mess behind his back, Wolfe, wearing a coat, sat beside the fireworks.

I don't have enough hem because I'm tall, but I want you to give me a break because it's an emergency.

"From what to what, I'm so sorry"

"It's not a big deal."

I poured red red wine into the cup and recommended it with bread and sausage.

"Thank you, but enjoy it if you like."

"Thank you. I won't hesitate to take it"

If I don't get my hands on it first, this aristocratic youth will probably be concerned. With that in mind, Dalya began her meal without deliberately looking at Wolfe.

When I grabbed the rye bread, the top cheese melted thick and well suited the hot wine. Slightly crusty cheese but seemed to go well with rye bread.

The sausage is not removed from the branches of the tree, and it is worn as it is. How delicious is the combination of a light texture, gravy that comes out with plenty of carrots, and spices that change the flavor every time you chew. It tasted like I was going to want some ale.

Sneaking his gaze at Wolfe that far, he was eating silently with a very good smile. Fortunately, they fit my mouth.

The food disappeared instantly, but what a pleasant thing to eat.

"It's been a long time since I thought the meal was so delicious..."

When I finished eating everything and took a breather, Wolfe said it was pompous.

It's the first meal I've had in two days, so I guess I won't have to.

Recommend the second glass of red wine to Wolfe, listening to the sounds of river and fireworks in the breezy river plains.

The young man thanked and received, but blinked frequently while drinking.

"Eyes, what do you say?

"The pain is gone. I have blurred vision in both eyes."

"You should go back to the castle and see the doctor"

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"Yeah, I will"

The wind changed the direction of the smoke, so Darya turns her gaze toward the simple dry matter. Fortunately, there doesn't seem to be any smoke. Dark gray clothes are slightly shaken by the wind.

If I could use wind magic, it would dry quickly, but unfortunately Dahlia doesn't have wind attributes.

In an attempt to regain his gaze, he noticed a blurry armor on the ground. The shoulder area was not already there, but the chest area appeared to be deep red. Apparently, that wasn't stained with blood.

"... Mr. Wolfe, could it be 'Red Armor (Scarlet Armor)'?

"Yes."

He nodded lightly.

I've heard that wearing 'red armor' in the Demon Crusade Squad is the first person to serve cutting into demons.

Because red armor is most prominent, it is easy to be targeted intensively by demons, and is often regarded as an obsession. Even when we retreat without crusade, we are targeted first.

So, of all the dangerous demon crusaders, he said it was' the easiest to die '.

"It's not that strong, because it just moves fast. I'm good at distracting demons."

"It's..."

He smiles quietly, he has no sense of sadness.

Still, Darya got stuck with the words.

Unexpectedly, I remember the day my father died.

Last year, just a little more than now, a green blind time. After lunch with him, my father headed to the commercial guild by himself.

If they heard he had fallen and rushed to it, it had already become an unspeakable wreck (Murray).

Until noon we were talking fine and it was a totally unexpected breakup.

Why do you remind me of that here and now?

Darya laid her eyes on bitter memories and found a cup of red wine.

"... this black coat reminded me of last spring's fashion"

"... epidemic, is it?

Pompous and Wolfe said, so mechanically listening back, I included the wine in my mouth.

"Yeah. I forgot that's all, and if I accidentally took it off in front of a woman in the city, I, I was wondering if they'd call a guard as a 'pervert'"

"Blah!"

Darya swept out the wine she was drinking beautifully.

"Oh my God when people are drinking......!

There was an unexpected loud voice.

"I'm sorry. I remembered, so..."

The young man in front of him laughed in a voice that was too bright.

The image of Wolfe, previously knightly and aristocratic, makes a sound and collapses completely.

"I appreciate you worrying about red armor (scarlet armor), but it's not as dangerous as rumors. You seem kind of sad, I don't know what to say... sorry, I said stupid things"

"Sorry about this one..."

"I'm on the ground with this way of talking, can I come over here? Dari would love to talk to you in an easy way."

"... ok"

Dariya said deliberately bluffing.

Apparently, the bad joke I made earlier was because I let myself be concerned.

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