Is It Bad That the Main Character’s a Roleplayer? - Chapter 389

Episode 389: Clean as pure gold (2)

[It would be better to rest here today.]

A tower built in each city for the Suzaku who travel around the front lines and serve. We set foot there. After Suzaku landed on the roof of the tower, he lowered his tail to the terrace, grabbed him, and slowly went down.

“I’ll take it. “You can jump.”

“Your great warrior!”

“Great Daejeonsa Temple. “We too…”

“Are grown-ups pretending to be weak? Come down on your own. “If you are truly Nordean.”

Of course, those who could go down with one jump, like Berserk or me, went down that way.

If I were not careful, I would have fallen dozens of meters, but the terrace was so large that it wasn’t scary. Since there were so many battles in the sky, there was a sense that it was something new.

My legs rested on the railing of the terrace and I looked down.

“…Aren’t you scared of me?”

“very.”

Soon, the three of them, including Deathbringer, Gyemyeong, and Tulgeoji stepped onto the terrace. The girl had already been brought down by Berserk’s hand.

[Has everyone gone down?]

“Yes!”

But if this is the case, how does Suzaku get in?

I looked around the terrace while still stepping on the railing. Although it was large for a typical terrace, the space was infinitely small compared to Suzaku’s body. The doubts became more intense.

[Okay, then I’ll go in too.]

But the next moment, Suzaku’s body began to slowly shrink. It felt like the red mist was being sucked up with a vacuum cleaner.

The heat spreading in the sky was compressed and contracted, taking on one form.

[Wow, this is so frustrating!]

Is this… taking advantage of the fact that fire is a formless energy body?

I roughly guessed the principle by looking at the flame transformed into a human form and the clothes supporting the flame.

I can’t be sure because I’m an outsider, but I think I know that those clothes act like a straitjacket. I can feel Suzaku’s energy being suppressed within him.

[How do you live with this?]

“…You’re having a hard time.”

[Heeing.]

At that point, it wouldn’t be like having your waist tightened with a corset, but rather like being stuffed into a small box.

It’s really hard to do Suzaku in one way or another. My eyes got a little salty.

“Oh what. You can handle an enormous amount of energy. “What is it made of?”

However, there were some among us who had no interest in Suzaku’s feelings. He was a person who started with Ma and ended with Teo.

“If you look at it suddenly appearing, it looks like it is stored in a space behind it and summoned whenever it wants…”

[Huh? Uh… I wouldn’t know much about that if you ask me… It was made by humans.]

The person who was fiddling with the cravat tilted his head in frustration. Each time, the flame that bloomed like a flower flickered, but since the beak and eyes had disappeared, it became more difficult to read the expression.

[Oh, if you want, I can introduce you to a human with dry clothes.]

“Oh, introduce me.”

“Uh… the person who made those clothes is still alive?”

[Because there is no material that can permanently handle the heat, it gets worn out over a certain period of time and becomes unusable. That’s why there are tailors and wizards who make clothes in every era.]

Still, the tone of voice is sonorous, so he doesn’t seem offended. I jumped down from the railing and Dev, who had been anxious next to me, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if you fall backwards anyway, you can just transform the ratel into a hook and hang it. I looked at Dev, who was acting like a fearful person, and lightly patted his head.

Grumbling.

“I wonder if you two are coming along safely.”

“Well… aren’t you coming along well? “They are both priests belonging to the temple.”

“That’s true…”

I followed Suzaku and went inside, removing the coral and amber. The first thing I saw was a marble floor that was shiny enough to reflect my face, and the second thing I saw was a wall with tiles with colorful patterns.

“…It’s gorgeous.”

“Wow.”

“Oh my god, Daejeonsa! The stones shine!”

“Do all southerners live like this?”

“Do you think so?”

What is it? Was the Ottoman Empire the country where the sultan existed? I feel slightly reminded of that place. This is especially true because the tiles are colorful, close to primary colors, and have been generously studded with gold and gems.

When you look at the couch-shaped bed in the pavilion-like space, or the pottery or gold candlesticks decorated with the pond that runs around the room… it reminds you of the luxurious empires of Earth.

[I tell you in advance, I never asked for anything like this. [It’s something humans have decorated as they please.]

Perhaps sensing our gaze as he looked around, Suzaku protested in an aggrieved voice. I didn’t really plan on saying anything. I decided to acknowledge his protest.

“okay.”

[It’s true…!]

No, it doesn’t have to be that deplorable, I already understand.

“But isn’t this all meaningless to you, Master? “You’re uncomfortable with it being in that state, so I think decorations like this would be even more useless.”

[that’s right. It’s useless.]

“Then why are you like this…?”

[As I said before, humans decorated it however they wanted. I guess they thought that if something like this existed, I would stop by often.]

“Huh.”

[If I stay in the city, I guess I won’t have to worry about the devil, right?]

“Ah… is that what you meant? But what about bribes?…”

[Because all living things think in terms of themselves. From their perspective, it seemed like this was the right answer. [Actually, I don’t have any thoughts.]

I stood in front of a piece of pottery, thinking of the people who made and filled these things—they were probably rich people. The porcelain, without a speck of dust, seemed to have been well maintained even when Suzaku was not around, and it shined smoothly on me. [Gretchen.] A voice different from Suzaku’s was heard for a moment, but it quickly passed out of my ears.

[Anyway, rest comfortably. Because I can’t go down to the front line until I recover—]

Knock.

Just as Suzaku was urging us to rest, there was a knock on the room door. There were signs of people climbing the tower hard from earlier, and I thought it was them.

[Come in.]

“I’m meeting you.”

Soon the door opened and a middle-aged man in disheveled attire and his boots appeared. Even though they must have climbed dozens of floors in one go, no one’s collar was crooked. They truly are amazing people.

“Who are you?”

“Go Gainir. Quiet.”

“Wow… there are a lot of sparkles on your clothes.”

“That’s because he’s a rich person.”

While I was admiring him, he was also spying on us. He was quite good at identifying our numbers and appearances through an invisible glance.

“I am embarrassed to say that they are….”

[These are the humans who helped me. These are the guys that go with the warrior, and they are wanderers and want to settle down in the south. If you want help, help me.]

“I will do as you ask.”

[Oh, and right now, the warrior and one of his companions are probably coming to the castle with a horse. Could you please come pick me up? Since the horses could not be lowered into the tower, I had to unload them outside.]

“I will do so.”

[Please prepare to see what the situation is like on the front line while I’m away. However, since I think I will be here for more than a day, if the front line is not urgent, could you postpone it until after dinner?]

“Yes.”

Still, thanks to Suzaku, the situation did not go wrong. When the middle-aged man made a gesture, one of the people around him hurried down the tower.

“Is there anything else you would like to order?”

[Uh… That’s right. Bring the White Crow Mage Tower and a great sage named Geumpung. In particular, the former is always brought along. If you resist, you may use force.]

“…I understand.”

I wondered if I had forgotten about the white crow while I was on my way, but I guess I hadn’t. As I watched Suzaku’s tone suddenly become more serious, I slightly straightened my back, which had been bent to look at the pottery.

[Grethen!]

The voice that had been ignored for several days rang out once again. Again, I didn’t pay attention to it.

Growling.

However, out of context, someone’s stomach—it was not mine—a signal of hunger rang out. Most people in the hall rolled their eyes in the direction from which they heard the sound.

“It’s not Gainir!”

“You crazy guy…!”

Pamir and Bautiya are having a hard time.

I put my hand into my arms as I saw the people grabbing the back of my neck. This is because I saw the girl behind Berserk holding her stomach and her ears turning red.

“ruler.”

“…?”

I’ve already eaten all of this too. I looked at the almost empty bag of candy and promised myself that I would replenish it in the near future.

“…thank you.”

Of course, giving it to the girl is the priority now.

As I and I each received half of the Berserk food, our cheeks became even more plump as we bit into the candy.

[…Can you please bring them something to eat one last time?]

Fortunately, the girl’s stomach seemed to be able to be filled with something other than candy.

“For some reason, the food comes faster than calling someone.”

[It’s because the Magic Tower is far away. Perhaps the hero will arrive before the two of you?]

If you can guess why the magic tower was installed so far away from this tower, is it too much of a prejudice against wizards?

I sat on the chair brought by the servants while listening to the conversation between Suzaku and the Deathbringer. Rattling. In addition to chairs, servants continue to carry tables, dishes, and utensils.

“The bowl is white and shiny… It looks like it was made from frozen snow.”

It would have been more convenient if we had gone down and eaten, but no one wanted to do that, so they moved it all the way here. It’s hard work in many ways.

I looked at the attendants with pity and gestured to the others. Those who were standing began to take their places one by one.

“I wasn’t even summoned to the castle lord, so this is such a formality. “I think I’m going to pretend…”

“Don’t worry too much.”

I looked at the girl sitting between me and Berserk and placed a napkin on her lap. The girl looked at me asking why I put it on, but I didn’t put it away so it was okay.

“First, appetizers….”

“There’s something strange covered over the plate. “Do all southerners eat like that?”

“I don’t know. It’s strange….”

“I can’t see the food.” “Gainir is hungry.”

“It’s called a food cover, you idiots. “I covered it to prevent the food from getting cold.”

“Wouldn’t it get cold that way?”

“More than you think.”

I always think that everyone’s life is similar. Since it is a cold region, is it inevitable that it will be a course format?

[The explanation is explained, so just carry it and go. Thank the kid who cooked for me.]

“Yes.”

I picked up the spoon in earnest as I watched them unload the rice and retrieve the lid without explanation. The etiquette for picking things up from the outside to the inside was the same here, so it wasn’t that difficult.

Only Meister Keimyung Jujak and I picked up the outer spoon accurately.

“Well, there are a lot of them….”

“If it’s difficult, you can just use a spoon and fork. And now it’s okay to pick it up with your fingers and eat it… but wash your hands first before picking it up.”

If there’s something that needs to be cut, both adults will cut it anyway. I tried to put the fig salad that was served as an appetizer in my mouth, but missed it.

Did everyone wash their hands? Did you know that the bowl next to you was originally meant for washing your hands?

“Did you wash your hands too?”

“…no?”

“Uh, I need to wash my hands… yo?”

“Dirty bastards.”

“…there will be a ball filled with water on the left of each person. All you have to do is put your hand in there and wipe it.”

“Wasn’t that what you were supposed to drink?”

…Berserk!!

[Humans must wash their hands. It must be inconvenient.]

I’m not sure if I’m glad I learned table etiquette while reading a book at the temple because I had nothing else to do.

I rang the bell and called the waiting servant. Since I was waiting in the room, there was no need to explain the situation.

He refilled the water right from the kettle. It was drinking water, but… It doesn’t matter if you use it to wash your hands.

“There are really a lot of rules here….”

“It’s because it’s the eating pattern of high-ranking people. “Country folk like us just eat it with a spoon, so don’t try too hard to memorize it.”

“Oh really?”

“yes.”

I wiped the girl’s wet hands with my napkin and put some fig salad into her mouth. Wasak. The girl really liked it because it was a biscuit topped with figs marinated in jam.

“It’s delicious….”

“Are you going to eat mine too?”

“I don’t usually eat a lot of appetizers, but…”

If it’s delicious, you should eat more. I pushed mine to the girl as well. The girl who got two fig salads in an instant smiled brightly, cupping her cheeks.

“I want to eat more Gainir too….”

“Just wait, it will continue to come out later.”

“Oh, this isn’t the end?”

“Can people live off of just this?”

“I don’t know everything, but I think it’s easier to just prepare everything and eat as much as I want. “Why do high-ranking people eat so hard?”

[Should I just ask them to pay it all at once?]

“Please.”

“Ugh, you guys don’t know how to eat.”

Meanwhile, Suzaku rang the bell due to those who were not accustomed to this way of eating. The Meister, who was probably well-versed in aristocratic meals, seemed dissatisfied for some reason, but was unable to stop the crowd.

[From now on, upload it as soon as it is completed. I also give him a lot of food.]

No, if you look closely, he doesn’t seem to be very comfortable with this method. I just complained that they knew how to eat it, so why change it?

In the end, only the commandment, which was arrogant to the core, looked at all the guys pitifully.

“It’s as vulgar as it is wondrous.”

No, looking at what he said, it doesn’t seem like he’s even moderately pathetic. It looks really disdainful.

“and! “It’s food!”

But? It’s none of my business.

“It will keep coming, so don’t eat in a hurry. “I pretend.”

I lightly ate the soup that came after the appetizer and held the excited girl back. Berserk is the type that doesn’t stop things like this, so if I didn’t do it, no one would.

“Oh crazy! Gainir is jumping!”

“I already ate it all… Is there any more?”

“Gainir….”

“Don’t pretend to know me, you guys.”

Over there… they are all grown ups and have Meisters and Commandments, so what would happen? I ignored those two people, even though I knew they would despise me and not help me.

To be honest, it was too tiresome to keep up with grown adults. My hand gestured to the servant who was standing behind me.

“Would you mind giving each of those three people an extra plate of soup… no, two plates each, and doubling the amount going to them from now on?”

“yes.”

Then, I made eye contact with Dev, who was sitting across from the servant looking at me. In the young man’s hands was a bowl of half-eaten soup, and in his eyes, there was a sorrowful look, complaining about the lack of food.

“…I think I’d be grateful if you could just give me another plate of soup.”

“yes.”

No, if you think about it, I am also a commoner, so why am I in charge?

Strangely enough, he disappeared for a while.