Chapter 145 – 141 Saint Farhists
Isilite, who had shopped at the shopping mall near the Warden, felt very good.
= Oops. It’s the first time I see you Newly moved nearby?=
= Oh my. Are you a professional?=
= You were going with Shilen and a man who looked like her husband earlier, but he was with two Que, right? =
=Yes. That, but he is the master, not the husband.=
=Homo or my God~. The two of you looked so good that she couldn’t help but think he was your husband! =
= Yes. Although she wore the hood deeply, she gave off a handsome and handsome vibe, and sometimes she looked back at her young lady with a very affectionate look. =
=It’s good, right?=
=That’s not the case.=
It was because her girlish sensibility, which had grown significantly, was mercilessly stimulated by the stories of vegetable, fruit, and ingredient vendors in the market.
‘The owner is the husband……. Husband…… Hee hee.’
She was wearing a hood, but Isilite had no reason to judge how she knew her gaze and how she knew she was handsome.
Issilite, who has been wandering around for a long time, is hot! Startled, she slapped herself on the cheek.
‘Wake! Are you going to be so pale in front of the owner?!’
Anyway, it was nice that she saw herself as the owner’s wife, but it was also because the food ingredients in the shopping district were all fresh and of good quality.
After she left the Maid Training Institute, she had no chance to properly demonstrate her skills. It was because she stayed in hotels all the time, in luxurious houses in the village, or in the house of a village headman, and ate only food prepared by others.
Although she did show some of her skills while camping, it was difficult for her to fully demonstrate her skills as she lacked the proper cooking utensils and ingredients and lacked firepower.
But today is different.
‘For two months from today, I will be able to show her cooking skills to the owner without any regrets, right?’
As she walked briskly along the well-paved road, holding a basket full of food ingredients, Isilite noticed three patrols approaching in front of her, and she stared at them.
=…….=
A security patrol belonging to the Farghists, wearing white leather armor, a bow, sword, and shield.
Even though the three of them pass by, the children playing on the road are so bright and innocent. People greet the patrols with a smile, and the patrols greet them with a smile.
Every time I see patrols, soldiers, and soldiers, it reminds me of the days of the bandits running away.
Isilite’s gaze turned to the houses around her.
Single- and two-story detached houses with mainly white exterior materials.
A building with ivy climbing the walls, a shop building with a wooden signboard with fancy letters engraved on the outside, and a chapel where worship is offered to the beast god across the plaza.
He felt a sense of isolation from his surroundings due to the awkwardness and unfamiliarity of a place that did not suit him, and his mind became restless.
The thieves named after her who threw herself away, 2/3 of them were caught by their master and killed, and the remaining 1/3 were never heard of.
They fell into the abyss, but they themselves are on their way up to the heavenly realm following their master.
Carre-
There!<brhaha
=…… Um.=
Recalling her words, “She is always the same,” Isilite came to her senses at the sound of children’s laughter and took her steps again, imagining a few things.
Imagine that there is no emergency food with the owner and he works and lives normally in a place like this by himself.
Imagine stealing again like before. Imagine entering a labyrinth and fighting a heterogeneous species.
Curiously, nothing arouses even as much interest as ant eyes.</brhaha
On the contrary, if you imagine that the owner is by your side, all those imaginations will make your heart flutter and get excited.
‘Ah. Now I can’t live without my master.’
Realizing that, Isilite moved her lips into a complex smile.
When she got home, Issilite immediately started preparing dinner.
Iron pots, ovens and pans are sufficient. She lights the stove and brazier in the kitchen and heats up the inside of the oven by adding heated wood firewood.
After that, she makes a lot of sauce, takes out the trimmed meat, puts it in the oven, bakes it, steams it in an iron pot, and puts it on the pan to bake.
While grilling, wash the vegetables thoroughly to prepare a dish for 7 people.
2 servings for the owner, 1 serving for myself, 4 servings of emergency food.
She had to make 7 servings, but it was not difficult because she planned to make only 2 servings for the owner, and the rest was to be roughly fried, steamed, sauced and baked.
Cooking was the most important thing she learned at the Maid Training Institute. This much is easy.
Among the stir-fried dishes made in such a large quantity, grilled with fruit sauce, and whole roasted whole in the oven, only the parts of the most well-made dishes are plated on plates that are neatly removed and tasted good.
Coo.
= Emergency food? The owner will eat it.=
Kuit.
The emergency rations, which had been sneaking closer to the appetizing food on the plate, were immediately bitten by the word that it was a friend.
Quet~. Kooheung, Koopit!
I still can’t understand what Emergency Food is saying, but I know what it means.
= Now that it’s done, go out to the living room and wait. =
Sure enough, the emergency food that was hanging around in front of the kitchen quickly goes to the living room.
Isilite smiled and put the master’s meals first on a tray and set them down in order in front of the master who was sitting on the far right of the long table.
In addition, a large amount of meat dishes to eat for emergency food were arranged from the middle of the table to the left, and sat in front of the master.
It took more than an hour to prepare the dish, but I didn’t think it was hard work.
There was a slight smile on the face of the owner as he ate cleanly and neatly with a fork and knife.
The expression you make when you eat something delicious.
Isilite put up with her mouth trying to get in her ears and began to eat cleanly and neatly, imitating her master’s table manners.
Kuheung~
=…… ? What is it? Are you still hungry?=
Isilite, who was washing her dishes in her kitchen, looked back at her emergency rations rubbing her forehead on her back, she asked.
Kuut. Cooeng!
=…… ?=
It sounds like it’s saying something while giggling, but I don’t know what it’s saying.
Still, I don’t think it’s a bad word given the soft expression.
She pats the emergency rations on the head and starts washing the dishes again.
After a while, Isilithe, who sprinkled her dishwashing water on the vegetable garden in the corner of the garden, confirmed that Kurti had finished her meal, stroked her hair, and then she entered the house.
She and she were a little taken aback by the behavior of the emergency rations as soon as she entered the living room she clumped back together.
= Master. Emergency food has been like this since before. Do you know why it is like this?=
“They say the food you made was delicious.”
=…….=
Did you really like the large-scale grilled and stir-fried dishes with plenty of sauce and grilled fruit sauce?
Kurureung. Kyup. Cue out.
=…… ?=
Hearing the cry of emergency food, the owner suddenly giggled, so I wondered what was funny…….
“I didn’t know you could make food so delicious. They say they are respectful.”
=…….=
I don’t know if I should be happy or sad to be recognized for my food skills rather than my strength by some kind of emergency food…… It was Isilite, whose mood was complex and subtle.
“When you’re done, grab your gear and come down. Let’s start sparring.”
=Yes!=
It’s the time you’ve been waiting for
Since I just arrived in the city, I thought I might skip Dalian today, but the diligent owner who does not skip Dalian today.
Issilite, who was wearing leather armor in her room on the second floor, noticed that her leather armor had lost a lot of durability.
The iron plate breastplate, waist, gauntlets, and greaves, worn only when entering the labyrinth or moving outside, were as shiny as new.
However, the leather armor with accumulated sparring times is loosening from the seams.
‘I’ll have to leave it for repairs.’
I’d rather wear this for training and buy new leather armor to wear when entering the labyrinth.
‘Because my master told me to sell the tanned hides for my pocket money…….’
On the way from Carton Village to Farhistr, he tanned the skins of five beasts and one first-class beast.
According to the older sister at the workshop, it would be roughly 3 silver coins, and the price of the leather sold at Maestig was 1 silver coin, and the owner gave me something from Leheel……
‘It would be unreasonable to buy leather armor with 4.5 silver coins.’
Isilite was in trouble for a while, but thinking about sparring with her master is a shortcut to suicide.
Putting aside the leather armor and taking a great sword, Isilite went out to the garden and forgot everything except sparring and did her best to block and avoid the Hwanin’s attack somehow.
Puff- Puck!
= Big!=
After a direct blow to her thigh, Isilite rolled her head desperately as she felt her left foot malfunction.
There had been several cases like this before, and each time it fell apart, Issilite came up with a new countermeasure.
Stepping back, she raised her greatsword to the side and hit it hard.
Bauung-!
The wind pressure caused by the powerful force that splits logs also makes parts of the lawn shake.
However, the moment the greatsword was lifted overhead, Hwanin without hesitation went into Isilite’s arms, hooked only one functioning leg, and at the same time grabbed the wrist of the arm holding the greatsword and wrapped it around her waist.
=?!!=
In the blink of an eye, when Isilite rolled her eyes in embarrassment at the appearance of being held in her master’s arms, Hwanin stood Isilite upright and returned her greatsword and said,
“It was a waste just now. It would have been a perfect defense if I had prepared a horizontal slash after the down hit rather than an upward hit.”
= Ah…….=
Isilite’s body twisted with sadness. If she had done that, she would have been praised by her master…… !
“As many have said, it is not enough to look ahead in defense. 2 moves, 3 moves, 4 moves, read the opponent’s moves and read more moves than the opponent’s attacks to win the fight.”
There are no fixed defenses in battle. True defense is complete only when you can read the opponent’s attack from your muscles and posture, read all the corresponding numbers, and respond in real time.
Isilite, who had been putting hints from Hwanin in her head for the first time in a while, felt her paralyzed thighs return to normal and grabbed her greatsword again.
= Yep! Again please!=
“Okay.”
Hwan-in, who finished Isilite’s daily routine of evening training, also served her with emergency food, and when she finished training on emergency food like that, Isilite and emergency food were attached this time.
=Haaaaap!=
Kuek!!
The two, whose senses have become sensitive due to sparring with Hwanin, aim for each other’s weaknesses, lure each other into making mistakes, and occasionally engage in a random slugfest.
‘Both of them seem to keep improving.’
The skill of emergency food quickly improved and completely surpassed Luarda, a 4th-class fighter of the Join tribe that he met in Carton.
The dodge and counterattack riposte he learned while dealing with them unfolded as wild animal instincts, and the capoeira he copied through Luarda was also sublimated into cupoeira.
If we face Luarda again now, wouldn’t we be able to win faster? Emergency food can also fly, so there won’t be an advantage in aerial combat.
Isilite’s skills also improved considerably.
She learns defense and evasion through herself, fights with emergency food, and trains herself in the sense of real combat, so her ability to read and avoid attacks is gradually improving.
It was Isilite who won a decision victory in Dalian against Luarda that day, but now it will be a clear victory.
Quet!
Puck-
As Isilite, who ate a coupoeira kick on his shoulder, stumbled and broke his stance, the emergency rations ran out at this time and he tried to insert a combo.
Cuckoo!
The hand holding his weapon loosened. If you hit it right now, you can disarm it-?!
The emergency rations were taken aback when they saw that the greatsword had just bounced off with a bang. Uh, wasn’t it kicked hard enough to fly like this?
While the emergency rations startled as the greatsword flew away helplessly, Isilite succeeded in getting on the back with a short spirited yap.
‘It’s a victory for Isilite today.’
=Win~!=
Isili Teda deliberately landed a kick on his shoulder and exposed a natural gap to induce an attack. His emergency rations were given to him because he couldn’t read them.
The emergency rations that had been defeated by being grabbed by his neck thrashed and cried as if indignation. Isilite enjoyed the victory of this moment by displaying the long-standing personality trait passed down in Korea, ‘You can’t do it.’
Couw! Whoa!
= No, no. Go back~.=
Hwanin, who had been watching Isilite’s mischief, who had no intention of giving away the victory of the day and the emergency rations that hung on the hem of his clothes to stick together one more time, opened his mouth.
“Isilite. Do you remember the giant fleur we saw during the day?”
= Yes? Yes. It’s hard to forget such an unusual person once you see it.=
“For now, I plan to find her and make a recruitment offer for her.”
=If the owner thought so, then I agree.=
Seeing Isilite agreeing without hesitation, Hwanin thought it was surprising and asked.
“You mean you don’t care what that person’s personality is like.”
Isilite, thinking for a moment at Hwanin asking the question again, nodded again.
= That person was Fleur. And he deliberately talked to me about something I could just ignore and left a greeting. I don’t think his personality is bad. There may be differences of opinion, but that’s what I need to do if I try.=
And when it came to her ability, it was Isilite who said yes because she believed in her own eyes.
Her personality is okay and her skills are good enough. The power that comes from that size will welcome any party.
=If you’ve decided, wouldn’t it be better to find that person quickly?=
“If it’s meant to be, we’ll be friends even if we don’t fret. If not, it shouldn’t be.”
He answered yes, but from tomorrow, Hwanin was planning to focus on the Expert Tournament that Fleur had mentioned.
A giant fleur over 2m tall. It’s a feature that easily grabs people’s attention, so it shouldn’t be difficult to find it.
The next morning.
=Hello, Hwanin! Sister Isilite! Good morning!=
=Welcome.=
After completing the morning routine of sparring, breakfast, and shower, Hwanin waited for Aruru to come and headed to the Farghist Administration Office.
Isilite, who rode her kurti with Aruru in front of her, looked around her and asked.
= Aruru. Farhists are not divided into areas where the old people live?=
=Yes. But gather in the heart of the city, on the banks of the Hololen River. And it’s just that there are no walls, but it doesn’t let anyone in.=
=Is there a standard for admission?=
= Um~. I think Hwanin-nim will let you in right now, and Issilite-unnie will be allowed to pass if she decorates it a little prettier.
=You’re saying that you’re only allowed in when your clothes and clothes match the high street.=
=You must also look good.=
‘Looks like he’s paying a lot of attention to public safety.’
Wayford’s three-tiered wall is not only in preparation for invasion by foreign enemies, but also as a defensive device that divides the social classes and prevents the lower classes from attacking the middle and upper classes.
The fact that there is no such thing means that the security is excellent and the satisfaction of the farhist citizens is high.
There is no way that public sentiment is bad since a grand festival is held every year.
After a while, Hwan-in, who arrived at the Farghist administration building, took Isilite in and registered her ID.
=Oh, you are a registered traveler from Wayford. Welcome to Farhist.=
“Thank you.”
While registering his ID, Hwanin asked the administrator if there was any system to safely secure expensive items.
It was because the story of the merchant on the roadside remained in my mind when I came to Farghist.
=We are implementing the attribution system in the name of Fenri Justio Farhist, the lord of the castle. Of course, this system is also being implemented in other cities…….=
Transaction attribution guarantee system.
This attribution system is a function in which city administrators give guarantees to goods over a certain value. For example, if you apply not to sell a certain item, the Farghist administration will notarize it.
Reverted items include living things, and there are various conditions and items in the reversion application, but since they were items that had no problem reverting to emergency food, Hwanin submitted the reversion request without hesitation.
=Eh~, so only you can release the binding, and you can’t trade things without releasing it. If someone trades the returned item without permission, the buyer who purchased the returned item must return the purchased item, and only half of the purchase price will be refunded, and the seller…….=
The administrative staff in charge of attribution explained that the seller would have to pay damages several times the value assessed at the time of registration for violating the law and would be imprisoned.
= Oh oh It’s a really dignified sub-adult green Quero. At this rate, even a simple appraisal will cost you 300 gold coins.=
In other words, if someone steals or damages emergency food worth 300 gold coins, you have to pay damages close to 1000 gold coins.
Of course, only 300 gold coins are returned to the applicant, and the city swallows the remaining 700 gold coins.
‘It’s like making money from guarantees.’
With this system, it is understandable.
Applicants for belonging are protected by the baron, the owner of the city, and if there is a problem with the belongings, the owner of the castle uses force to collect and collect the items to increase profits.
“Emergency rations can understand human speech, and he has martial arts skills that allow him to fight and defeat a level 2 monster by himself.”
So, Hwanin tried to raise the value of emergency food moderately, and as a result, a ransom of 600 gold coins was set.
At this level, I can’t carelessly touch emergency food.
Since he has enough strength to win against a level 4 worker, a half-witted shoplifter will be pecked by the beak of emergency food and kicked to death by his claws.
A group that can handle the force of emergency food will not move recklessly because they are afraid of the punishment and collection of the castle lord.
After that, after going through the practical skills of emergency food, the registration of belonging was completed normally, and 0.5% of the value of the belonging item and 3 gold coins were paid as a deposit.
=Here you are. This nameplate is a special magic tool made of true silver alloy, and is proof that the attribution guarantee is in effect. When debining, you must return the nameplate. If you lose the nameplate, it is impossible to release the titleplate, and an additional cost of 5 gold coins will be incurred for identity verification and reissuance. Be careful not to lose it.=
“Yes.”
After that, Hwanin, who came out of the administrative office after receiving a labyrinth access permit, hung a metal nameplate with a wonderful workmanship attached to a solid metal necklace around the neck of the emergency rations.
=Wow, the silver necklace is so cool.=
=Emergency food is cool?=
Coopie~
As Aruru’s admiration and Isilite’s praise continued, the emergency food strained my throat.
Hwanin laughed at the sight of the emergency rations walking around him proudly and proudly.
A binding nameplate is just an expensive leash…… No, it was actually cool. The silver nameplate with a subtle blue tint revealed its presence by sprinkling cold silver light on itself.
‘It’s enough if you’re satisfied.’
Hwanin also did not forget to stroke the emergency ration’s neck and gently support him by saying, “It suits you well.”
