Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga Chapter 379

The amount of food that Ascilie and Thiet prepared to feed me from lunch and piled up more in the evening was quite large, but since there were five gluttons, it disappeared really quickly.

yes five Following me, Ekaterina, Cheryl, and Asillie, even Ragnis has entered the ranks of gluttons!

“Huh, it’s because training is hard.”

The last Ragnis I remember was a news reporter who gave up on a bowl of stew because she was full, but now she ate only two bowls of stew. There were also two large loaves of bread that looked like baguettes, but they didn’t stop there, and now they were moving their forks and knives gracefully to disassemble the chicken.

Sheryl, who was watching Ragnis blushing and making excuses at our astonished gaze, muttered as she ate chicken legs like Ekatrina, not paying attention to etiquette.

“After a few years like this, won’t you become a giant battle mage like Lord Radnell Vandes…?”

“Because Master was born?”

Is it really so? No matter what kind of training he is doing, Ragnis’ body has undergone a dramatic change even from the outside. It wasn’t that his body had grown huge, but his shoulders were wide enough to believe that he was a knight, and his forearms were almost twice as thick compared to the past.

At that level, it is beyond the level where celebrities receive PT and perfect their bodies in a short period of time. People who immediately remember Ragnis at the Imperial Academy would be surprised to see him now.

It was good because there was nothing bad about being healthy, but I couldn’t help but tilt my head in many ways.

“Aren’t you talented in magic? How come you are becoming a warrior more and more?”

“…It’s kind of funny to say it with my own mouth, but if you only learn magic, you have time, so learn spearmanship.”

time left? That sounds like something a talented person would do.

The problem is that it is not a lie because it is not a thought of one’s own, but the result of Lord Radnell Vandes’ judgment. Sure enough, the wizards Seneran and Rellie showed the greatest interest and started talking to her. Since the stories of typical wizards continued, such as seeing the stars and what color they were lit up, my attention naturally drifted to the other side, as they were contents that I could not understand at all even if I heard them.

“Come to think of it, the royal family said they wanted to arrange a place to congratulate you on your achievements.

Just in time, Master naturally raised the topic. In fact, except for Seneran, the only person who has direct contact with Master is Cheryl, and since there was no way she and Master could talk, this was the first thing I brought up after having been quietly eating.

Roughly, ‘I helped you like that, but the royal family doesn’t say thank you publicly? Are you on bad terms? Shall I approach first?’ With this mindset, it is said that movements that can annoy me are increasing, so I decided to review it positively this time. After I was caught cutting off the head of the great devil, I had intended to respond at least once.

As the two of them were talking, Cheryl sneaked in from the side.

“I heard that the Empire is gradually saying that they want to praise your achievements. Maybe it will be done jointly to reveal the friendly relationship between the Empire and the royal family?”

“Hmm. I hear that the Empire has been trying to find out first. I know that the royal family is also reviewing it positively.”

Usually… is such a story so easy to hear…? Realizing that the people gathered here are far from ordinary, I put a question in my mouth that suddenly popped up.

“If it’s done collectively, who’s awarding the prize?”

“Since the emperor cannot come in person, the first princess with your help in the empire will bestow it… We don’t know for sure. I think the king will do it himself.”

“Because it can look bad in many ways for a prince or princess who is still uncertain about the succession right to step forward while the first princess, the most likely candidate for the next emperor, is coming.”

Thanks to the two people nodding their heads at each other’s opinions, it became really easy to organize my thoughts. It’s a story that Esmuer can come with a high probability. At the moment, I looked at Zicmel, who seemed to be most interested in this story, and the guy who met my eyes slowly shook his head.

Thanks to that, I told him with my eyes, ‘I don’t sell information to others. I was laughing a little when I realized that I had the talent to say, ‘I’m not interested’, and Yekatrina spoke to me with a voice that was noticeably less than before.

“Eldmia, do you have any special plans this time?”

“A plan?”

“What, taking a request, taking a break, or going on a trip alone?”

“Oh… no. Rather, the plan is to have no plan.”

I’m concerned that rumors about the demons are spreading on the way back… but anyway, it’s not too late to follow the rumors and act after they’re clear. Rather, right now is the right time. To take a break, get used to the helmet I received from Lumings and the ax of Kakula, and listen to the teachings of Master and Seneran in order to refine my magic organ a little more

. I felt like I knew a little bit about what the seed of the number meant,

so I decided to take some time to spare.

At the time, Epaga had definitely delivered the word, saying, ‘The day will come when we will face each other through a solid path.’ Until now, I thought that word meant something like the saintess’ revisit, but if you hold it in your hand, you will be constantly exposed to divine power and gradually After I got my hands on something that I could get used to, I changed my mind a bit.

Flying to the west with Kakula was just a coincidence for me… but from the point of view of the gods, maybe there was something predictable up to that point? If that’s the case, wouldn’t the ‘solid path’ you were talking about mean the moment when I got used to the seeds of the World Tree, responded to Epaga-sama’s call, and was able to have a conversation

?

There is a feeling of coming to the skeptical conclusion that all the things we did were just a fixed future called destiny… but I don’t think that’s the case

. I’m sure he didn’t mention that

he couldn’t figure it out himself. I don’t know exactly what his intentions are yet, but in the eyes of God, that much was a predictable future, and through this, I wanted to prevent myself from crawling toward death. It would be more reasonable to say that I just did it,

and if the god who gave me the second round of life wants it, that’s enough reason to wait a bit.

“Then why don’t you accept a guild request next week? The guild leader asked for it.”

Ekaterina’s words made me tilt my head while adding color to the story that I was going to rest. I don’t think the guild leader forgot to say that he would help in moderation because he was sorry that he changed his class a little before getting involved with the orcs.

“Oh, that’s exactly what I asked for at the ‘Gaendal Party’. Because of that, Mr. Gin and Mr. Gaendal will return next week.”

Fortunately, the misunderstanding quickly dissipated thanks to Ekaterina’s quick explanation. Instead, another question arose.

“Can’t you complete a fairly large amount of commissions without any difficulty?”

Why me? There was nothing I couldn’t help if you asked for help, but I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of request it was. Then, this time, Rellie, who tore the bread apart and ate it, continued to explain.

“We want to invite an expert. There have been a sudden increase in the number of sightings of demons near Mandela Port. There seems to be a high possibility that it is a real demon, but among us, Mr. Ega has the most experience fighting demons, right?”

I didn’t know that the matter that I just said it wouldn’t be too late even with a postponement would be right in front of me. In an instant, Seneran’s eyes widened to the size of a bell, but I had no intention of accepting it out of ignorance.

“Isn’t that the area under the jurisdiction of the capital? Are you asking for support again?”

“I don’t know that far. I just skipped it because it was a situation where I had no choice but to accept it. If I go and ask, won’t they answer?”

“no!”

Catch up! Everyone’s eyes were focused on Seneran’s cry, which attracted attention not by knocking on the table, but by licking the fork and knife he was using while eating cleanly and then bumping them over his head in an unknown way.

I didn’t wonder why she reacted that way. Because it was so obvious.

“What a month! One month! This is a breach of contract!”

Truly true, I couldn’t refute it, and most people created question marks above their heads.

In fact, I consider it a very waste of time to go all the way to the east after only seeing one possibility. Still, I was a bit worried because the person asking for it was Ekatrina and Leli, but Seneran raised his twin wick and shouted resolutely, as if he had taken my troubles differently.

“If you really want to help, I’d rather go and help you! Eldmia stays and helps with Mr. Widra’s research!”

I thought that there would be nothing to say even if one-sided pressure came out, but what came out of her mouth was surprisingly not a bad suggestion.

No, it was a good suggestion.

To put it bluntly, she was closer to a ‘real’ demon expert.