Gate of Amitilicia Online

The Guild's direct dining room was not inside the walls, but on the harbour side, as was the Guild. Positionally, out of the gate, on the opposite side of the right hand, that is, the guild.

It's a wooden two-story shop, quite spacious. The Hunting Guild Direct Dining Room, and a sign in common language appeared at the top of the entrance. As the Alliance officials said, there seems to be very few guests at this time.

"There you are! One!?

An employee-like woman speaks out in a powerful manner. The length of the skirt he was wearing was short after all, and his beautiful legs were sparingly exposed. It's a beautiful beauty that seems to catch both eyes, but there's an atmosphere that doesn't seem frightened by the slightest havoc. If you're not such a woman, maybe you shouldn't be doing it here.

"One person and one head, is that possible?

Point Quinn in the eye and get confirmation. It's no different from real life that there aren't many restaurants in the store where animals are a bit.

"It's okay. But it's going to catch people's attention, so the back seat looks good."

Seeing Quinn seemed surprised for a moment, but he returns an answer that includes care.

"That'll help."

I followed the directions and sat at the table at the back of the store. Quinn lays down in a hidden position at the table.

"Well, this will be your first time here, but what do you want to order? We're delicious at everything."

When I look at the menu I receive, I have plenty of meat and fish dishes to look at. But today's purpose is set.

"Seafood cuisine, from here to here"

I said, I ran my fingers to the menu. What? and a woman with a surprising look.

"So from here to here. Don't worry, I'll eat without leaving you behind."

"Oh, no... there's more here than a regular store, but are you sure you're okay?

"Oh. Not only me, but my partner's with me. If you're worried about food and drink, I'll pay you first."

Hey, you wanted to try it once. From the end of the menu to the end. I can only do this because it's a GAO specification with no full cap.

"No, well, that's fine."

The employee disappeared into the kitchen, although he did not seem to have done so.

One dish after another is brought to the table. I didn't see what kind of dish it was, but I ordered a seafood system from one end for now. They range from familiar to unseen. The quantity is such that the food will likely be on the next table as well. It's a good time to have a few guests, but it can be annoying when you're busy. Next time we do it, we'll be careful around there.

Look at the table as you rub your hands together. The food is still coming, so we need to consume it in order. Well, which one should we start with? It's natural for me to enjoy myself, but it also makes sense for Quinn to look for something to eat without resistance.

"Do you want this?"

It's a classic, salted sea bream. It's not just like that, it's smashed in the right part. I don't have a head. I also wanted to eat the cheek part.

"Okay, Quinn. Let's start with this."

Cut it out. I'll pinch it, and I'll get it out before Quinn. Smelling it, Quinn kept it in his mouth.

"Delicious?

I nodded when I asked, so I moved half of it to my own wood plate and put it on the floor, and I carried the bream to my mouth. The aroma, moderate saltiness and spiciness of the skin, as well as the sweetness and flavour of the whites, spread through the mouth. Yeah, yummy. Freshly baked sea bream is awesome.

Find the next dish while attacking the salted seabream. Mm, that sounds like a gratin. Then it's justice to eat while it's hot.

I know the scent, Gratin. Keep it up. There's just a smell of fish in it. Is this anchovies?

When I split it with a spoon, it was the ivy fish that came out from under the scorched white sauce, as expected. Then it's a potato cut into rectangles. And then there's the thickly chopped onion.

I'll put one dull one in Quinn's plate. Quinn takes a sip later after smelling it. Now I showed him the kind to lean his neck. There's nothing I can't eat, but I don't like it.

"Do you still want some?

When I checked, I shook my head sideways after getting a little lost. There's a lot more to it, and you don't have to eat it.

Yeah, well, the wolves at GAO seem fine with onions, too. I tried to force a bunch of Wolves who attacked me alive before, but there was no abnormality in that one. The same was true of garlic.

If Quinn doesn't eat, I'll have to. Well, the flavor is, and. Ooh, fish are pretty salty, but don't let that suppress you well when it involves the sweetness of hawk potatoes, onions and sauces. This is delicious too. Quinn, are you sure? I'll eat it all, okay?

Next you're a big zaligani or a lobster kind of guy. It boiled bright red. That's one whole thing. Now, how do you eat this guy with 50 centimeters? Shall we start with scissors?

Take one and put it on Quinn's plate. The other one is me. You're a scissor. This.

When I opened my nails, my shell broke lightly. You look like a crab coming out of inside. Oh, it's quite elastic. And sweet. I think it tastes better than crabs.

From under the table I heard the sound of a vacillation and chewing up the shell. Oh, do you want to keep going, Mr. Quinn? Shouldn't we leave the shell? If you want to remove the shell over here - there are scissors for shelling. I didn't realize. Well, okay. You don't have to use tools to crack my arm right now.

The torso is half as long as Quinn. Oh, it's delicious as it is, but it's delicious even with the melted butter it was served with.

All right, which one will it be next?

No, it was delicious! They were all delicious! From real classics to GAO's own fish, you didn't have a single hassle!

Quinn was eating a lot, but she normally ate baked or boiled items without any problems. I never had a fish bone stab or anything, so in the future I should just offer it to him with that in mind. I mean, I guess you like the taste of the ingredients as they are. The spice-rich baked goods and soup were distant. Maybe that's why I avoided Gratin's fish. And you only had a little booze.

There are empty plates on the table, dishes with remaining parts that cannot be eaten. How dare you eat all this? But that's not the end of it. The last additional item I ordered hasn't arrived yet.

The shoppers are starting to see more guests as they enter the dinner time slot. A bunch of people with good stature came in, and the food and booze were noisy in the mouth. Maybe the sailors who finished their work, or the people who work in the harbor. It's cheerful because of the booze in it. I also feel too noisy, but seeing what the store doesn't pay attention to, I guess that's normal.

"Thank you for waiting."

Fine, who has served me since I came to this store, came with the last dish.

What I asked for is what they call [today's delicacies]. Apparently it will only be served when luxury ingredients arrive, not a specific dish. So, I asked for it today because it meant I had it.

On the tray that Fine has, there is a plate with a golden shrimp on it, the one with a semi-sprawn-like shape of about thirty centimeters, which he says is a golden shrimp. You think it's usually reddish brown that makes it golden when it's boiled? And very expensive. How dare you do 40,000 pedia. They say it's because they don't quite get fried in water on the delicious side, but that's exactly what the ocean gold is. I would never eat a dish that costs 400,000 yen in real life. I can't even get a reward for myself, but fortunately this place is in the GAO. I don't hesitate to use the money I earn here because I can only use it here.

I can't believe you ordered this.

Fine leaked his sigh as he watched the golden shrimp.

"Is that unusual?

"Well, most of the people who eat here live normal lives. I'm not asking anyone for anything like this."

The price of the other dishes was affordable. In it, this guy's value is definitely broken.

"Then why are you dealing with it?

"Because sometimes the guy who made a lot of money asked for it. I use parchment, so I ask for something I don't normally eat."

Normally, it will rot and end, but I can keep it fresh, so it will sell someday, so it's okay to buy it. Hmm? What is this smell?

"What is it?

The tray had plates other than shrimp. Is that soup? It smells delicious.

"It's a golden shrimp boiled juice with seasoning. This is delicious again. I think the main unit tastes better."

"Apparently, what?

"Told you? Golden shrimp is not something ordinary people can eat."

Oh, you mean that. If it's boiled juice, you'll have a chance to say what's left of it.

"They can even eat shells, so you have a good taste."

Fine takes the plate with the golden shrimp in his hand with a very unfortunate gaze. I'm sorry for her, but, uh, finally...

"Yikes!?

Suddenly, Fine's body leaned. Stretch out your arms and support the dishes on the table that are about to burst into place. It was a Guest-like man who hit Fine. Falling straight onto the floor is reflected in the corner of your vision.

"Are you all right?

"Oh, thank you... well, I'm fine..."

Sorry, Fine's gaze turned to the wall. Looking at you, there's an object stuck to the wall. Needless to say, it's the gold shrimp I ordered. The momentum I just bumped into, he flew off the plate.

That, on the floor, fell.

"... three seconds!

Hurry and peek under the table. But there was no golden shrimp there.

However, for some reason, from the edge of Quinn's mouth, I see something golden. That became invisible as Quinn chewed.

That? That's crazy... Where did the golden shrimp go, huh?

"Mr. Quinn, I'm sorry about your satisfied face... my golden shrimp, don't you know...?

I stare at Quinn's red balls all the time. The look on Quinn's face, who looked back at me strangely, changed as if he realized something. Quinn's face is diverted after much silence. Would you look at me for a second, Mr. Quinn?

"So, it's okay...?

When I raised my head because I heard a voice, there was Fine looking at me with a pitiful face.

"Un, die jove dayo"

Was that how my voice was?

"Sonnakotoyoli, orenokin kai shrimp, dokoda?

Fine leans down and says nothing.

If not, I have no choice. But there's something you can't do. I'm sorry, you can't do it, right? I wonder why this happened. No, I know. I know.

I guess the guy just now had a small amount of damage himself. We're already up and beating each other up with another guest over there. I mean, what happened earlier happened in that aftermath.

Take a seat and approach him. Naturally I can't see me from that, but I turned around to see if they noticed me better.

"What the hell!?

Grab his neck, lift him up, and shut him up. He was a man of good stature, but with my current arm strength, he lifted up with one arm.

Then I also grabbed and lifted the neck of the man who was the other guy in the fight. Keep going outside the store. The other customers, who were flying irresponsible cheers at the fight, retreat to crack.

I went out of the store and threw them away. Coughing on the cobblestone, two people stare at me, but when I stare back, I tremble and grow up. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

"I don't know what you guys were fighting about, well, fine. But hey, because of your fight, there's a guy who's been damaged... hey, the beard side there"

Look at the man who hit Fine, and I'll tell him.

"You, when you were beaten like no other earlier, you hit the clerk, did you realize that?

"Ah, ah..."

"At that time, the clerk was carrying the dish, but the dish fell to the floor and ruined it. That's a terrible story, don't you think?

Next, look at the guy who hit the beard face, and I'll tell him.

"If you hit me well, I could just blow your beard off over there. What about involving unrelated people? Like on purpose? Is that on purpose? You, you have a grudge against me?

"No, hey, I didn't mean to..."

"Fine!"

"Ha, ha!

Calling his first name, Fine rushes out of the store. Don't look at you, keep staring at the men, I'll tell you.

"Tell him what the dish that was ruined because of these fights"

"Uh... golden shrimp, it's... boiled golden shrimp..."

In Fine's words, silence fell around him. After a few seconds, the stiffness of the guests watching this one spread behind them. The complexion of the two parties to the fight turned pale with the liquor red completely out. The value of golden shrimp seems well known.

"What am I trying to say? What do you guys want? You don't have to say any more... you know what I mean?

Take a step and squeal your fingers. It's okay, I'm cool. Calm down.

"Come on, let me hear your answer"

Because these guys. You haven't hurt one of them, have you?

The men look at each other and run their gaze around. Wild horses were gathering from inside the store and watching the noise. This could be convenient. These guys' nonsense is obvious. I don't know what else to do.

"Shit, I know!

... There it is.

"Boiled gold shrimp. 'Cause you're not gonna be able to eat as much as you fell on the floor!?

"You strip the shell when you eat anyway, so you can eat the contents!

And the men who speak differently. Well, if that was a lobster, I'm glad to hear it.

"Fine. Golden shrimp, you could eat shells, too, right?

"Yeah, yeah, the shell will soften when you boil it, or they'll lose strength. I've heard that it's easy enough to crack with my hands and tastes great..."

I'll take Fine's word for it, and then I'll see the men.

"Right, though?

"Ah! You can eat it if you wash it!?

Unfortunately, my partner ate them all.

"Well! Then you couldn't have eaten! Is it his fault you couldn't eat!?

"I see...... dude! Quinn!"

Call inside the store. Quinn came out of the entrance a little later. The wild horses, who seem to have noticed its presence for the first time, rush to escape near the entrance.

"Hey, Quinn. These guys say it. I ate it on my own. It's your fault. What do you think?"

I should have waited for you to eat. The ones you do, you transfer them all to a wooden dish, or you give them directly to them, right? Other than that, I want you to assume I'm an irregular. There's just one, yeah.

Saying that to Quinn, who came next door, he looked awkward. And turn your gaze to the men who brought troubles. A small scream leaked from the men. Oh, I'm crying.

"Again, if you guys hadn't started a fight, this wouldn't have happened. There's a word in my hometown about fighting and losing. I mean, not one, but both. Come on, what are you gonna do?

The men nodded when they uttered a tone of silence.

After a discussion that did not involve physics, I made Quinn remember the smell and let him go after making him swear to pay. The next time a golden shrimp arrives, I'll eat it whenever I want and settle for charging these guys from the guild.

I missed something delicious at the end of the day, but let's put up with it for another pleasure.

Ah, Quinn. Next time, your share is with Nashi, right?