182 [3-39] Late night broadcasts and a storm of romant... (2/2)

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There is some kind of deceptive magic at work, and the moment you take your eyes off the two of them, their images become blurred in your memory.

However, it was clear that the two of them were extremely different in this situation.

”Is this really going to be a dish?

”It is, isn't it?

What Everis took out of his bag and showed Tracy was a palm-sized object that looked like a baked good. He threw it into the cauldron and stirred it to melt it.

”Freeze-drying” is a technology from another world.

If you freeze cooked soup and remove the water in a vacuum, you can make it solid like this.

If you throw it into boiling water, it will return to its original state without magic.

The problem is that if you don't take care to preserve it, it'll turn sour and go bad soon, but if you're going to stick it in subspace, it's not a problem.

The bag that Everis is carrying is, of course, a magic item for storage, and it is capable of storing an unimaginable amount of stuff in subspace.

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I'm glad the food I bought during the Marquis of Edfelt invasion came in handy.

I thought all the skeletons were running the kitchen before we left. ......

Tracy was not sure whether to be impressed or dismayed.

Everis had met several reincarnations from Earth in the past.

Not many of them had conveniently advanced technology, but Everis had been able to formulate some of the technology he had heard about, based on his own scientific knowledge and a flash of inspiration.

Freeze Drying” is one of them. He had been working on the theory, but when he was in a situation where he could use a lot of magic power and food for experiments, he tried it out.

Without meaning to, a group of kappo skeletons wearing aprons set up a folding table and laid out the bowls.

Taking a bowl from one of them, Everis scooped up a giant wooden spoon and poured the soup into it.

”So. Do you guys want some of this?

A silence fell.

This was one of the many residential areas in the forest.

It is one of several residential areas in the forest, lined with dwellings made of intertwined living ivy and bent trees.

Located on the southwest side of the forest, elves who had lost their homes due to the invasion of the empire had fled to this place, and the number of elves was clearly greater than the number of houses.

The elves were watching from afar as a group of disturbed people suddenly appeared and started cooking.

Some of them had bows in their hands, but they didn't seem to have the courage to shoot them. Some of them had bows, but they didn't seem to have the courage to shoot.

The elves, who seemed to have been simply observing the scene with trepidation, were either stunned or alarmed, but in any case they did not respond to Everith's call.

Everis was a bit pissed off and stirred the cauldron as if to take it out on them.

You're so boring. The smell is getting more and more delicious.

”Hey, if you guys aren't going to eat it, can I have it first?

”Sure, go ahead.

When Tracy received the bowl, she first smelled it and then put her lips on it, like a bud in early spring.

Then she took a sip.

”Delicious!

What's going on here, it's just like regular soup!

What's going on here? It's just like regular soup!” Tracy was overly surprised and delighted as she spooned the next bite into her mouth.

Tracy was overjoyed and took the next sip. I think the herbs add a bit of flavor and spiciness.

I'm not sure if you'll be able to eat it if it's too strong, so I've given you an herb-based version that the elves will be familiar with.

...... Oh, and let's add some legumes. I'm sure you'll be able to figure out what you need.

Everis took out a scent bag and turned it over on the cauldron, and freeze-dried beans poured out of it like a waterfall.

As the cauldron is stirred, the beans soak up the liquid.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Watch out!

A wizened Elven boy was wandering towards the cauldron.

Some of the Elves watching him shouted to stop him.

But there was no sign of the Elf who seemed to be his kin.

The boy looked back hesitantly several times, but did not stop until the end.

”Well, well, well. 20 years from now, my boy. This meal is for humanitarian aid, so feel free to eat it.

Everith smiled and offered the boy a bowl of steaming soup, as he came within arm's reach.