Chapter 541 Gaze (1/2)

“Mungo!”

“Gaffa!”

“Are you good? ”

“Hmm!”

The francs who came back from the exploration of Lady Blue are now in the middle of dinner in the inn.

Even though I did not pay the fee in particular, I usually ordered the meal of Urushi.

The contents were not for animals, it was the same menu as Fran, plenty of salt.

It is a subtle place whether it is a careless style such as animal health care regardless of old Japanese, or whether the same meal is being dared by finding urushi as a powerful monster.

The menu of the meal is a paste like gnocchi made by kneading wheat and potato and the thing entangled with cheese and tomato soup with minced meat. The rest is bread, Scotch egg, salad.

The part of the urushi is put together in a large deep dish, and it is in a state of a cat. No, if there are so many different things, are not it cats anymore?

It looks very bad, but he is eating deliciously. It seems that they were all combinations that unexpectedly match.

“……HM”

Oh, do not mix furans! Because you are bad manners! I should watch Urushi with such envious eyes. Although it may look delicious indeed!

“How about cooking dishes?”

“Delicious!”

“on!”

“Say good, do not tell me if you do not have enough.

After that, to the franc who refrained three times without refraining, the old woman responded without one unpleasant face. It was about deliciously delivering at a special embellishment.

Anyway, can I eat like this? Should I pay an additional fee? Perhaps, I think I ate about 10 people in Fran and Urushi … ….

However, the grandmother does not seem to care about frangs and urushi. Their appearance watching the francs smiling with a smile was a grandmother who only cute a grandchild.

“Well, I have enough to eat it,”

“was delicious”

“How old are you?” How about a herbal tea after a meal?

“get”

“Ho ほ ほ い”

It is a dark green tea that seems to be quite painful, but Fran is drinking deliciously. Rather, I like it.

Furan looks up a huge old tree while drinking tea. Even if I told you to look up, the line of sight is blocked by the ceiling.

For a while, Franc who quietly looked at the tree unexpectedly opens her mouth.

“Hey, is there a spirit in this tree?”

“Well then, you are the spirit of green tree”

“How did you make an inn around such a tree?”

“Do not talk a little longer if you speak” –

The old lady told me long explanation as self-reported. Tying himself to tears of Fran was caught in a chair with a speech, giving out secret sweet snacks from storage and finishing listening.

To summarize briefly, here was originally the tree where the spirit lives. It is said that now the age will exceed 3000 years. However, about 1500 years ago, it seems that it was not recognized as a tree in which the spirit resides, it was recognized as mere magical witch. And sap, branch and leaf, bark were forcibly collected by an alchemist or pharmacist who lived in this area at the time, and weakened.

It was the Elven who was the founder of this inn and the Wiener lane which was consulted with the elf who saved it.

The way of doing things was simple, we bought this place and surrounded it so that nobody could hit a spirit tree. It was in the inn that the spirit that lives in the tree liked to observe people.