22nd of the Yellow Moon.

After we finished our work at the Inn Town, we hurried back to the Forestside Settlement to finish our descent for tomorrow, and now we're going for Castle Town.

The aim is to attend a dinner party at the Silver Star Hall, a restaurant run by Varcus.

Going down to town at dusk means a little crackling. Though it had not yet darkened because it had left more than an hour in the sunset, the sky was violet and the sun was about to soften a lot.

If you pass the dwindling lodging town of the crowd and run Totos well again, the castle gate is almost here. In front of the giant bouncing bridge, a two-headed toss with the crest of Count Dalaim's house was quietly waiting for me.

"I've been waiting for you, everyone by the woods. Totos and your luggage will be taken care of. Please, switch here."

An old martial officer with a warm face will guide you to the car with a flattering trick.

Forestside guests, consisting of ten people, were solemnly set to board a box-shaped Totoss car, all ten of whom were able to board together.

The participating members of the day became a facial rash as previously speculated by Yun-Sudra.

Namely, from the Lew family are Vina-Lou, Raina-Lou, Limi-Lu, Dalm-Lou, Sheila-Lou, Schmiral and Mime from their families and guests, and from other sources, I, Ai-Fa, Tour-Din.

In this, Vina-Lou was supposed to be the only one to step into the castle town for the first time.

However, this should also be the first time that Schmiral enters the castle town as a forest folk.

The Schmiral was strangely inclined to the calf as the Totos car passed the bouncing bridge, checked by the guard for internal numbers, and then started running gobbly and cobblestone again.

"Passes, each and every one of them, they're not handed out, are they?

"Oh, yes. Your people keep passes for everyone, so they always check the number of people."

"I see," Schmiral said, his hand on the shaped mandible.

"It's only a dinner party, as a guest, you're being welcomed. Castle town, move around freely, is it impossible?"

"Yes, always dressed to drive you to a designated location and also drive you back to the castle gate"

After all, I guess it's not that normal to talk about these restricted passes being issued. But more than that, it would be more unusual for people like us to be invited to a castle town, so there was no way to complain.

"We were talking about the fact that what Schmiral owns is a pass that allows you to go in and out of the castle whenever you want, but you're not allowed to stay in the castle town, right?

"Yes. Accommodation, Pass, Show, Necessary, So Deceptive, Can't. Somewhere, lurking in the shadows, revealing the night, it will be possible, but if you expose it, you will be guilty, guilty."

Kukuruel, on the other hand, owns the finest passes to stay in the castle town. Both Schmiral and Kukuruel were given laissez-passer. The original opponent should be Cycleus, but has the treatment still changed at the size of the Chamber of Commerce?

"But they just allowed me to hold my pass, it's amazing! Unless you are a resident of Count's territory or a merchant doing business of such magnitude, you cannot be granted a permit."

It was Mim who said so with a smile.

Five members of the Lou family naturally took their seats on the same side, so other than that, we're sidelined in the outfit opposite it.

Rimi-Lou, who normally secures the replacement of Ai-Fa, was also stuck in Dalm-Lou's arms only today. It's just, "Let's sit together on the way home!" He had called on Ai-Fa, "so it must have been a final decision after thinking about this even as Limi-Lu.

"The people of the woods, the nobles, the people of the castle, the people of the city, there's no interaction, is there?

And, again, Schmiral calls from the other side of Ai-Fa.

"Right. The rest is about the squire and cooks I know through the nobles. The man who invited us today, Vulcan, was originally the head chef of the Cycleus Hall."

"I see. It's a strange edge"

"Schmiral had a business meeting at the Cycleus Hall, didn't he? Didn't you get a chance to face someone named Varcus?

"Yes. Me, talking, drawing Sim's blood, he was an old man. Genos, the vanilla to carry, I ordered, I was receiving."

"Oh, is that possibly someone named Turtumai?

"Yes. Such a name, I think, was"

The old man with the strange atmosphere has known Schmiral for a long time.

After all, the edge of a person is an interesting thing.

"... it's okay, sister Vina? It's up to Sister Vina to say hello to the nobles, so hold on."

Such whispers were heard from the gaps in the conversation with Schmiral.

When I look him in the eye, Raina-Lou is leaning against Vina-Lou in the flesh. Vina-Lou, who was shaking herself softly, was looking back at Raina-Lou's face like she wasn't here.

"Yeah, it's okay... so what good am I going to do...?

"So it is my duty to say hello to the nobles. Brother Dulm's in a position to split up, so even the women, older in the main house, Sister Vina, are going to be the representatives of these ten, right?

"Oh, yeah, hey... it's okay, I'll let you do your part right..."

Answering that way, after all, Vina-Lou looked restless.

Rayna-Rue has her eyebrow butt lowered with a face that is holding her sigh.

Rumor has it that Vina-Lou has not yet released his vigilance against Kukuruel. Kukuruel doesn't have any unexpected feelings about Schmiral for dumping Sim, or that concern doesn't go away.

(Well, Vina-Lou hasn't face-to-face with Kukuruel yet, and Schmiral dumped Sims for himself, so naturally it worries me...... I wonder)

I think Vina-Lou's toughness and fragility parameters are freshening up. Probably braver than any other woman about the rough stuff, but when this happens, it upsets her like a toddler.

Schmiral, who apparently overheard the same interaction, also turned his worrying gaze to Vina-Lou without saying goodbye.

So, when he notices Schmiral's gaze, Vina-Lou dyes his cheeks and turns that way. Vina-Lou decided to face herself and Schmiral's feelings from the front, but she still couldn't seem to be quite normal minded in front of the person in question.

In the meantime, the Totos car stops.

It was an old martial officer like earlier who opened the door to me.

"Thank you for waiting. You have arrived at Silver Star Hall, please step down carefully at your feet."

First, Darum-Lou got up, turned his attention to Ai-Fa, and then got out of the car.

That must have been a sign. Ai-fa won't try to give me a hip-up, so I got on with it too, and after the other eight headed for the exit, it was supposed to work like this.

That's how I stepped outside, where a large number of martial arts officers stood side-by-side.

From the exit of the car to the entrance to the building, it stands neatly as if to make a path.

I thought it would be a much more inward-looking welcome, but I soon learned why.

The building was not surrounded by stone walls, but covered the streets and shops. On the other side of the martial arts, the people of Castle Town used to come and go.

(Right. This place is just a restaurant, so you don't even surround the building with stone walls)

It was quite a fresh experience for those of us who had only set foot in noble mansions or small palaces.

"What are you doing? They're gonna leave you."

I'm stuck with Ai-Fa, and I'm going for the entrance to the building, too.

It was a three-story stone building.

It's tall. It looks like the width is wrong. Again, in fact, I guess it's not that big of a building. The area of the land was no different from the wooden houses you see in the lodging town.

So, standing on the left and right without gaps is a building about the same size.

Apparently, this is the size of the general building in this area.

"I've been waiting for you. Ten people on the reservation, right? From here, I will guide you."

When me and I-Fa stepped into the front door, I heard voices like that.

An old woman stands up in a cancerous space. She is an old woman of good taste, dressed like an apron dress.

"You have already arrived. This way please."

We took the old lady down the aisle.

Even so, a large door was already visible at the front. It's not big enough to take up space in the entrance hall.

So, all the martial officers on the table were following us into the entrance hall. That's where they serve as escorts, and now they're building two rows of sidelines.

With that in our asses, we stepped into the guest seat.

The candlestick is already lit and the interior is as bright as day.

It was a sparsely decorated, simple room.

The brick wall is just hung with a simple wall hanging with white as its precious, and opposite the entrance is fitted with a large, double-open door. I guess that leads to the kitchen.

What could be called conditioning was a huge rectangular table and about twenty seats.

The table is prepared one leg at a time, left and right, with chairs arranged so that each of the ten can sit. The table was laid with bright white tablecloths, where various dishes and small plates and teapots were prepared.

Not extravagant, but not crude. Practical and tasteful atmosphere.

Maybe it's preconceived, but I never thought it would be a Vulcan kind of store.

"Hey, hey, I've been waiting for you. If you'd like, split up and sit down."

and Polearths, which fit in the seat on the right hand side, smiled and said so freshly.

The guests from Castle Town were divided into five people, sitting on the left and right seats.

"You don't have to worry about the format in particular. However, Lord Schmiral of Lilyn's house, would you like me to come to this table?

Kukuruel sits in one of the places in Pole Earth. I'm sure he wants to be present with Schmiral.

Then Vina-Lou proceeded to the front of Pole Earth if he had to, and began to grace him every once in a while.

"This is the first time I've ever greeted you properly...? My name is Vina-Lou and I am the eldest sister in the main house of Lou... although we talked about the format being irrelevant, today I will be in the form of a representative of all of us... may I take this seat...?

"This is polite. My name is Polearth and I am the second son of Count Dalaim's family. Thank you to your father, Lord Donda-Lou, for always taking care of us."

Polearths also rises and gives a bowl of grace.

Both were very fresh combinations to me just because they were intimate.

"But your sister, Miss Lara-Lew, was at a martial arts banquet, wasn't she? Now it seems that we are finally able to greet you with all the sons of Lord Donda-Lou"

"Yes, I too, from my parents Donda, wanted to talk about you. Wow... you are very fair and knowledgeable, just like the one named Melfried..."

As confusing as it was earlier, Vina-Lou was grand.

The more grand it is, the more graceful and refreshing Vina-Lou can be than the Lady of Castle Town. Polearths, too, smiled as he felt.

"That would be an honor. Make sure you're in your seat. .. Ah, this is my partner Merrim"

"Nice to meet you, Merrim... Now if you'll excuse me Wow..."

Whether she was used to sitting in a chair or anything at all, Vina-Lou luminously calmed her hips there.

Schmiral was letting his gaze wander off so he could get lost, so I let him put his mouth to his ear.

"If you like, would you mind letting me come with you? I'm interested in someone named Kukuruel."

"... thank you. Best regards,"

So I, along with Ai-Fa and Schmiral, tried to make my way to your table.

Trying to stick there tool-din too, the opposite table raised the voice "Oh".

"Will Tool-Din be sitting there, too? Odifia wants to talk to you."

Eurifia and Odifia sat at your table.

Mim smiled and took that hand as Tour-Din compared the left and right tables with a puzzled face.

"So why don't you come with me to that table over there? I'd love to be with Tour-Din."

They are both the closest of ages in this. They were also supposed to be good friends who were impressed with your cooking skills.

"Then Limi is next to Ey-Fa. Ok! See you later, brother Durm!

This seemed to finally determine the seating order.

The table on the right is Vina-Lou, Schmiral, me, Ai-Fa, Limi-Lou.

The table on the left is lined up with Raina-Lou, Dalm-Lou, Sheila-Lou, Tour-Din and Mime.

The castle township faction against it was disturbed by the nobility of Genos and the people of the east.

And some of them were alone with unexpected figures.

"Asta, it's a pleasure."

When I take my seat, I can speak from before I lose my voice.

Lowered so many ornaments, wrapped around a relaxed Sim-style outfit, it was astrologer Alishna.

"It's a hiccup. Alishna was invited, too."

"Yes, Pol Earth, you invited me"

She is also courteous with Pol Earth.

It was also this Arishna who used to guide Kukuruel when he came to my stall. There shall be passage between the people of the east, who shall find themselves in their homeland.

And what was getting smaller next to her was Tolst, the guardian of Count Turan's house. Both of you are reunited since the rainy season.

That's why it was all the faces I saw that were on this table. They are facial rashes such as Polearth, Merim, Kukuruel, Arishna, and Tolst.

The table on the left has no other face I've seen but Eurifia and Odifia. The two people of the east were members of the Black Windcut Feather, and the people of the west of the last seat were diplomats of Genos.

I am sure that either Polearth or Euriphia divided their seats so that they would not be consolidated in the people of the castle town, the people of the east, and the people by the woods. It was a tease to me to want to interact with different people.

"Looks like you still have some time left in the five moments down there. Until then, have a cup of tea and relax. Today is not an exclusive meeting, so let us indulge in the skill of Lord Varcus, one of the finest cooks in Genos."

With a smile, Polearths declared it that way.

Then an old woman, who was holding back at the entrance, poured tea around for us who were late. It seems to be the same Nahua tea that was served at the Giese Inn.

"... you are Kukuruel... my brothers want to talk to you..."

and Vina-Lou called it that way in a relaxed tone.

Kukuruel nods facelessly "yes".

"Thank you for your brother's help. It's an honor to meet you, Vina-Lou."

If they brought up Schmiral's son-in-law story here, Vina-Lou would also happen to lose his normal mind, but Kukuruel did not try to utter any more words.

Instead, he silently compares the appearance of Schmiral and Vina-Lou. I wonder how these two figures are reflected in Kukuruel's eyes.

"Speaking of which, Lord Asta. We were talking about getting ready to sell Giva meat in town."

Polearth asks me, and I say yes.

"Doug's merchants should be visiting tomorrow or the day after. Then will Giva meat be sold the day after tomorrow or three days? As arranged, we just have to get the use out of here a little before the four moments up there, right?

"Yes, I'm sorry to bother you."

"Fine. Fine. It would be better to take it away where the eyes of the people of the Inn Town are, because it wouldn't even give rise to strange suspicions. Fifteen boxes have exactly been bought, so thank you."

Then Merrim, who had a well-behaved smile, also turned to me.

"Unfortunately, we got into the lottery this time. We look forward to seeing you next time."

"Ah, yes. I am so grateful to have so many people looking for giva meat to draw."

"Haha. In fifteen boxes, it's a totally untold situation. I'm looking forward to the day when this merchant will be on track because it won't sell twice as much."

It was also a thankful story.

And the fact that the Count Dalaim family got into the lottery gives a firm sense of fairness. I guess a proper draw took place without being dictated by your identity or position.

"However, this" Silver Star Hall "should have been part of the lottery, but after all, you didn't seem lucky enough to have Giva meat in your hands. Rumor has it that Lord Ruidros and the others pulled the lottery brilliantly and were happy to take a small leap."

"I am very grateful to the Count Saturas family for regularly purchasing smoked and stuffed meats as well"

"Yeah, because Lord Ruidros is also quite a famous gastronomer. I'm talking about visiting Silver Star Hall once a month."

"This Silver Star Hall will only take 20 customers a day, won't it? This is the only restaurant with a reputation, and you're really not greedy."

To Merrim's gavel, Polearth nods, "That's right."

"Well, I wonder if that's all the reputation I've gotten because I haven't sold my arms so cheaply. However, once every few days, I take a break from the shop and even hear that I'm working on drilling new dishes."

"You're like an artist who punches into paintings and sculptures. Varcus, this is the first time I've ever spoken of your own dish, so I'm very excited."

It was the interaction between Polearth-Merrim, a young but deserving couple.

There, the sound of a knock sounds.

The door in the back of the room was opened and from there the Vulcus of the moment appeared.

"Thank you for waiting. Now that it's five moments down, I'm going to serve you a dish."

It will be the first reunion for me in months, Varcus.

He has slightly longer pale brown hair and is quite tall as a people in the west. White skin on green eyes is the southern folk, but his physique is smooth, rather the eastern folk is dizzy. Its appearance, wrapped in pure white cooking clothes, seemed no different from the last time I saw it.

There is no facial expression on the face of an unknown age, and it makes me look as if I'm blurry even with blurry thoughts. but that's what this Vulcan is all about.

Those eyes, which seemed a little out of focus, looked at me like I remembered something all the time.

"Oh Lord Asta... I was very worried when I heard you were going to fall asleep feeling sick. Looks like you've been completely rejuvenated."

"Yes. I'm sorry to bother you. I am so happy to be here today for the first time at the Varcus store"

"It is with great joy that I am able to serve dishes to Lord Asta. Please feel free to leave us your thoughts."

There's nothing strange about the content of the words, but it doesn't seem like they have the slightest emotion. It's a bar-reading tone, as the script reads.

But this is also the norm of Varcus.

"We will now bring you the dishes. Let's start with an appetizer."

Today, six dishes seemed to be served one at a time, in line with the formal practice of Castle Town.

Siri-Low, who pushed the trolley from across the door, enters the room to see if Varcus' voice was a signal.

Thus the dinner party to welcome the Black Wind Cut Feather was to begin very quietly.