Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 208

Episode 208 Festival Night (3)

Bikire was frying vegetables and meat while wearing a witch costume.

Ingredients of limited quantity and quality.

However, the number of dishes that can be made with these combinations is infinite.

‘It’s a memory. These are the foods I ate a lot in the field.’

Bikir poured the biscuits into the milk, recalling the past before returning.

The longer the era of destruction, the longer the food ran out.

Most of the supplies transported to the front lines were burned and disappeared by the surprise attacks of the demons, and the small amount of items that barely arrived were stolen or embezzled by the upper management.

In the end, the things that fell into the hands of the lower officers and soldiers were withered or rotten.

For a while, the warriors on the front line had to save this extremely limited amount of food as much as possible and eat it deliciously.

In the process, Bikir learned a lot from his comrades.

How to prepare inedible ingredients so that they can be eaten What parts of poisonous vegetables need to be removed How to restore the freshness of meat that has lost its taste How to make astringent or bitter and sour vegetables edible How Gali kills the individuality of spices to create a universal taste, how to boil, how to cook, how to bake, how to steam and stir-fry…

Now Bikire was making the most of the taste with limited space and limited ingredients by making use of her experience at that time.

‘A couple of simple side dishes would certainly be better than current chefs.’

Some of the signature menus prepared by veterans who have been on the battlefield for decades are more than enough to overwhelm most chefs.

Of course, this is possible because of the developed recipes of the preceding era and the taste of hands that have been in the field for a long time.

‘The potatoes developed by the Morgue family have a strong earthy smell and are tasteless. And the texture is also like chewing sand…’

However, Bikir cut the potatoes into small pieces, seasoned them with salt and vinegar, and put the leaves of the mandrake and the fruit of the sabik tree in a wok and roasted them over high heat.

‘In this way, the earthy smell is completely removed and the sugar content and texture are revived.’

Come to think of it, I had once trimmed potatoes like this before.

‘You don’t have anything like this in your house, do you?’

In an instant, a face flickered in front of Bikir’s eyes and disappeared.

“…”

He stared at me with eyes full of tears.

‘hey. Do you want to come over to my house and cook? I’ll live with you.’

‘Come to think of it, when are you going to enter the academy? let me fit I think I will probably go in early for a year or two. It would be so much fun if we became first graders together…’

And as if it was natural, the children were entangled and planning a future for the two of them.

‘……Where and what are you doing right now?’

Bikir briefly thought to himself.

And he himself was surprised.

I think I still had time to think of others.

‘Did I have this sensibility?’

Bikir shook his head and brushed off all the thoughts he was chewing on.

And again, I focused on the small reality.

‘There will be a day to meet soon.’

It’s also a good way to diligently play with your hands when you have thoughts.

Charreuk- Stir-

fry chicken and potatoes and pour red soup seasoning on top.

This nameless menu, which mercenaries on the frontlines of the Age of Destruction used to eat perched on demon corpses, was created in the academy’s festival bar back in an era and became a very popular new menu.

“…”

Bikir turned his head while holding the wok.

On the table outside the kitchen, you can see people having drinks and snacks.

Delicious food makes people happy. Everyone was eating Bikir’s food with bright faces.

‘……It was like that then too. My now-dead comrades also enjoyed my cooking.’

The scenery enjoyed by both those who make it and those who eat it is the result of a drastic change, but the taste alone is relevant across the ages.

And although it’s a little different idea… Dead comrades are still alive in this era.

The friends who ate rough food together and crossed the rough dead line together are still alive with young and innocent faces.

Kwok-

Bikir gave strength to the hand holding the wok.

I had to do my best to live in the present moment for them.

Kill more demons, cross more lines, and become stronger.

With such a commitment and a sense of mission, Bikir was absorbed in the cooking in front of him.

With the determination to throw away personal thoughts and to take care of each and every little thing in front of me with certainty.

Meanwhile.

“…”

Dolores was staring blankly at Bikir in the kitchen.

“……Wow.”

Even if you hold it in, your lips will naturally part. It is truly an admirable look.

I usually thought of myself as the type to look inside rather than outside… But that didn’t mean I didn’t look at the outside at all.

The reason she had never been seduced by a man’s face was not because she was the type who didn’t value faces, it was just that she had never seen a face that was truly tempting.

Dolores only now realizes the momentous fact.

“That kind of face and that kind of blasphemous outfit. Why a witch…”

After belatedly coming to her senses, she tried to look away.

Witches are the antithesis of saints, so it was only natural that Dolores would be repulsed by that outfit.

However, the opinions of the other female students standing behind her are slightly different.

“……He’s damn handsome.”

The sound of the heart that comes out without filtering.

Dolores was startled to think that she had spoken her mind, but it was not.

When I turn my head, I notice a group of female students who have not been able to enter the crowded pub and have flocked to the fence outside to watch the kitchen.

Most of them were wearing zombie cosplay, so the scenery was quite end-of-the-century.

“How can a man be so pretty! This is a scam!”

“Vikir-sama! I adore you! Please look around here just once! Please! Don’t just say that! This is Jinten!”

“Ah really, I don’t think Bikir will do all of the grand prizes in the category of decadent beauty in the class of 20’s Golden Sex Festival this year. I’m talking about my acceptance speech. Do you remember when I became a crucible of tears from the audience and ate soup with it?”

“All the living beings united in the real world’s sexiness looked at our Bikir’s breathless figure, stepped back and left, then disappeared to the outside of the empire and became barbarians. It can’t be helped. Let’s do it all with the disappeared sexy Bikir. Ha really…” ”

My Bikir is so sexy that he hit all the walls and then broke down the old border wall during the Warring States period with his fist to unify the country. Is it possible to win the Imperial Peace Prize? Cheap! ”

“Wait a minute. I tried folding people who think Bikir is sexy, but the Empire’s land was folded in half, so you high-fived my friend from the Northern Barangian.” A large number of people dressed as zombies bordered the barn’s fence to see one Bikir

. huddled together.

Wanting to approach the kitchen, the image of him clinging to the fence and shaking the fence post is like an apocalypse itself.

“Yah, sales are exploding!”

“Brother is the best!”

Tudor and Sinclair excitedly began handing out numbers to guests outside the fence.

Despite adding zeros to the food prices on the menu, Bikir’s food sells like hot cakes.

Most of the customers were young ladies from aristocrats, so they did not hesitate to open their wallets despite the high prices.

“Huh!? Look at this guys! A new menu is out again! How in the world did you make such a delicious side dish with leftover ingredients? What’s the name of this? What? None? It’s just made with leftovers? It’s on the menu quickly, too! Let’s officially post it! Bikir’s special new menu is released!”

So many male customers who were attracted by Bikir’s appearance came and revealed that Bikir was actually a man, and this time the number of female customers began to explode.

Moreover, surprisingly, the number of male customers did not decrease at all, but rather increased.

“Oh hey look at a lot of guys. Guys get paid as long as they’re pretty~”

“Hey! Great case! He says he’s a man!”

“As long as

you’re really pretty, that’s all”

“Did there be a kid like that at our school?”

“He’s a freshman for the Cold Weapons Donation. He’s very famous as Colosseo Naphdalinam~” ”

I heard that this is a good restaurant.”

“Please take my order! I’ll pay for the meal here in advance. Oh, and since it’s disturbing the appreciation, could you put away the alcohol and food?”

clumsily. Professors and students form a huge crowd.

“Hey, Bikir-kun? I’m sorry I’m busy, but do you have additional toppings? Also, I’d like to try the new menu that was just added.”

Even Professor Banshee was sitting at one of the tables, constantly ordering more.

Right then.

Bianca, who had finished promoting, came into the kitchen.

When she saw Bikir holding the pot and ladle, she cried out in surprise.

“What? Why are you in the kitchen? Hurry up and solicit customers! Why are you making that face in the kitchen!?”

When Bikir heard that, he nodded and let go of the ladle.

right at that moment.

“No! Without Bikir’s touch, the kitchen is doomed!”

Tudor jumps out and dries Bikir.

Before long, Tudor, the kitchen fan, and Bianca, the solicitor, started fighting.

“Bikir is an essential talent in the kitchen!

“Are you kidding me? You want to cook stew with that perfect witch costume? As long as that beauty goes out, the sales are good!”

Then, behind Tudor, the students from the kitchen group and the students from the tout group gathered behind Bianca and started fighting.

“Don’t ignore the kitchen!”

“The flower of the festival is the solicitor!”

The students of both positions, led by Tudor and Bianca, began to fight fiercely over Bikir’s future.

Right then.

“You can’t fight.”

There was one person who pulled up and hugged Bikir.

Moment.

“?”

Bikir’s expression turned slightly dazed.

familiar face.

…… Why is this person who should be in the far west corner now here in the ecliptic?