Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 472

#472. That should be enough.

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I feel like dying.

no i think he’s already dead

Lying sprawled on top of the unmanned vacuum cleaner, Yuna-kyung thought helplessly.

Of course, she was also a high-level player in her previous life.

There was a time when he dived into a dungeon for over a month and devoted himself only to raiding, so there was no reason to get tired of exploring the dungeon for just one day.

…if it was a normal dungeon.

But the remains of Indy Jones.

No, Indy Jones’ dungeon was never normal.

The appearance of high-level monsters in the first floor boss room was just the beginning.

Aren’t instant death traps popping up from the second floor?

As soon as you enter from the 3rd floor, isn’t there an underwater area that is perfect for drowning?

From the 4th floor, isn’t there a problem at the level of a mathematical thesis at the gateway to wisdom?

besides that and so on.

The increasing difficulty of each floor made it even more difficult for a high-level player familiar with dungeons.

But Charlotte did not slow down.

It seems like it’s getting a little fun now.

I just kept attacking dungeons.

Just like the way we attacked the first floor, we just broke through everything head-on.

Even the speed was the same.

Thanks to that, the raiding party of the Golden Dragon clan broke through to the 16th floor in less than half a day.

It took less than 30 minutes to break through each floor.

From the strength of the monsters to the level of the traps, all floors had already reached a super-difficulty level of over 80 floors, so it was a truly terrifying attack speed.

Instead, Nagyeong Yun could not become green onion kimchi and became sour kimchi.

The dungeon is a mess.

Charlotte doesn’t listen.

Do you run away from monsters?

Are you struggling not to fall into the trap?

I felt like a shrimp caught in a whale fight.

“Did you have a good trip?”

[Team leader!]

That was it.

The moment the unmanned vacuum cleaner arrives at the accommodation.

This is the reason why Yuna-kyung jumped up and clung to Limon’s face as if it was a lie that she had been lying dead.

“Hey, feathers in your mouth.”

[Noob! I’m not going to hunt that falcon! No, I can’t!]

“What’s the fuss with just being a guide?”

[Because it’s not just a guide, that’s right! Do you know how reckless that rich sister is? I’d rather pay for it with my body , so

please don’t let me into the dungeon.

When Yuna-kyung complains.

A languid voice was heard.

“You are incompetent and foolish, and passing the responsibility on to your master is such a worthless fool.”

[Look at this! This rich sister treats me like a food bug!]

“Isn’t it your fault for not guiding me properly?”

[It’s not my fault, is it? That dungeon is strange! Besides, the rich sister won’t listen even if I guide her!]

“I’m not interested in the words of someone who doesn’t deserve to hear…?”

Yuna-kyung was puzzled.

As I entered through the wide open door of the inn.

It was because Charlotte suddenly shut her mouth and put on a strange expression.

Why are you looking at yourself with those eyes?

Yu Na-gyeong, who was puzzled, realized after a while that Charlotte was not looking at her, but a little further back.

And after looking back after her.

He opened his mouth with a mixture of confusion, absurdity and doubt.

[…manager? What is that outfit?]

“You asked so quickly.”

Wasn’t there anything you could see?

Seeing Yuna-kyung belatedly asking a question she should have asked before it even stuck to her face, Limon smiled.

“Didn’t I say I would help in my own way while you guys were in the dungeon?”

[What does that have to do with this look?]

“What does that have to do with it.”

put on an apron

With a ladle in hand.

Cover your gray hair with a kerchief.

Truly fully armed to fight a war in the kitchen.

Limon declared.

“Originally, the basis of rear support is food supply, right?”

“….”

[….]

From now on, he said that he would be responsible for the raid party’s meals and lunch boxes.

Charlotte and Yuna-kyung couldn’t help but fall into silence side by side as they watched the last sword master who changed his job as Shik-soon.

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Maybe it’s because it was used as a gymnasium.

The vacant lot at the back of the accommodation was surprisingly wide.

It just seemed too narrow because of the weeds that had grown rapidly over the years.

But at this moment.

Gongteo was revealing its true value.

It is an outdoor restaurant with dozens of tables in a neatly organized landscape like a garden.

And at the dozens of tables, more than a hundred blond cowboys and cowgirls sat side by side in silence.

in the middle of the vacant lot.

There, he hung a large pot and saw Limon stirring it with a ladle.

“Are you really okay, my princess?”

The best seat in the outdoor restaurant.

Charlotte, who was sitting alone in a particularly luxurious seat, listened to the words of Alice, who was standing behind her, and thought.

It’s useless worry.

“If you can’t die from eating swordsmith’s cooking, what are you so worried about?”

“You might just throw away your appetite.”

“It doesn’t matter. If there is no taste, it will be a pleasant entertainment.”

Eating swordsmith’s cuisine is fun in itself.

If it doesn’t taste good, it would be fun to point out his poor cooking skills point by point.

If you point it out too kindly, maybe Limon will be moved and ask you to teach him how to cook.

Can not help it.

You should take some time to teach me.

I’m going to have a good time!

…I don’t think I should teach them a little when I see them chopping up food ingredients and putting them in a pot and stirring them around.

It is the owner’s duty to train a hunting dog that is lacking.

So I have no choice but to be merciful.

widely!

“Come on, grab it.”

Dark brown bread.

A stew of everything.

Salad with mixed vegetables.

An idiot bird who blinks at ordinary dishes that anyone can see.

[…Is that all?]

“This is enough, what more do you want?”

[No, I don’t really want anything. I’d say it’s a bit plain… isn’t it too simple?]

I don’t particularly agree with the fool bird’s opinion, but it’s true that it’s too shabby.

Even if you pretend that there is not even a minimal decoration, how can you serve a rough dish with so much confidence?

How arrogant.

that’s why it’s fun

I snort at that fact and taste the stew.

“…”

But why?

The moment you take a bite.

The hand stops by itself.

Conversely, the tongue that touches the stew wriggles and fluctuates.

Bean Cabbage Meat.

Explosions that explode every time you crush each ingredient by squeezing it with your teeth.

sometimes earnestly.

sometimes sweet.

Sometimes spicy and soft.

The taste, which varies in thousands of ways with each bite, nevertheless harmonizes exquisitely with each other to create a more exquisite taste.

It is truly a festival of taste.

It may not be as fancy as a dinner party, but it is a dinner that seems to have all of the full-grown stones gathered in a single stew.

The same goes for salads and bread.

The salad, which is only fresh, is as vivid as if it were still alive, making you feel alive even after chewing it.

The bread, which was hard enough at the moment of chewing, goes into the throat as if it melts the moment it touches the saliva.

why?

You can tell because you have seen the process.

Ingredients and recipe.

everything is just normal

that none of them were unique.

But how can such an ordinary dish taste like this?

[Uh… is this strangely delicious? Why? Why does it keep going into my mouth?]

I can only rate this dish as delicious.

Does that stupid bird have no tongue?

[Why are you so good at cooking? When did you learn it?]

“I did learn from Master.”

[If it’s Master, then Sword Emperor? Was he good at cooking?]

“No, he wasn’t very good at it.”

[…then how did you learn?]

“I’m not going to run out.”

[Yes?]

“If my cooking wasn’t tasty in the slightest, I had to go through life and death training that day.”

[…]

“After all, I managed to cook to satisfy my master only after becoming a sword master.”

It is said that there are hundreds of times that I almost died while setting the table.

A man who laughs and speaks.

See it and realize it.

He is the Sword Master.

tactile sensation and even taste.

That he is a being with superhuman senses in every way.

And if such a sword master created a dish that would satisfy even the same sword master…

wouldn’t it be the most perfect food in the world?

[Dagda’s cauldron doesn’t seem to have this kind of dish…]

“That’s because you have to wish for an accurate dish to come out. My dishes are made with what is available at the time, so there is no set recipe at all.”

[What kind of gacha dish is it? It’s random every time you do it!]

“Well, it’s because it’s a night battle that I learned by myself while wandering around.”

depending on the material.

Or depending on the environment.

Guess the most delicious recipe.

A dish that only a sword master can do, instinctively doing it at the time.

“That’s why the sword king always complained that my cooking was not good on the outside.”

[You said that to the team leader and didn’t manage to get hit. He…]

“He beat me right before he died?”

[What did you do to your one and only friend?!]

“Originally, a friend is a loser if you talk nonsense.”

suddenly reminds me

the breakfast she prepared for him.

It was definitely a dish I was proud of.

In terms of the overall level, including the decoration, it was better than this dish now.

For some reason, I didn’t like the fact that I proudly served such a dish to Limon.

And when he asks to learn how to cook, thinking about what he tried to teach me makes my heart feel strangely stuffy.

My eyes wander for no reason.

enough to make your face hot.

“Seeing that everyone is eating without complaint, it looks better than it looks.”

back.

The moment I heard Alice, who hadn’t tasted the food yet, while serving meals.

The heat rose even more, and

the spoon was crushed in his hand.

What is the reason why the arrogant behavior of the Golden Dragon, who evaluates food without even tasting it, feels as hot as fire?

I don’t have to wonder.

I just point out the crushed spoon by naturally returning it to its original state.

“Ellis, it’s not a dish that can be evaluated simply by saying you’re okay.”

“Is that so?”

“It’s worth giving me a reward just for serving me a dish like this.”

When Alice makes an unexpected expression.

A man with an open mouth.

“Well, what is the reward for cooking once? Anyway, this is also to catch the Liberation Brigade, so don’t worry about it, boss.”

“Are you going to make me an unscrupulous person who doesn’t even pay for food?”

“Hmm what… Jung Then take care of it in moderation.”

A man scratching his cheek.

I cooked such a great dish.

He doesn’t need a reward, but seeing his arrogant attitude of accepting it for the sake of his pride, it seems like he’ll crush the spoon again.

“If you say in moderation… I will take care of it in moderation as you want.”

good night.

Then let me do whatever you want.

When I made up my mind and gave the order, an aide who rudely kept his mouth shut for a long time before asking.

“…Are you serious?”

“Are you likely to tell me a lie?”

“If that is your will… I understand.”

Ellis withdrew with a rare expression of disdain.

and after a while

Returning with a really complex face, she presents the reward she brought to the man who just finished eating.

“Take it.”

“huh? He said he would pay for the meal, but what documents…?”

After looking at the documents in puzzlement.

A man with blinking eyes.

I was looking around my head.

After rubbing your eyes with your hands.

Break through again, look at the documents, etc.

After checking several times, Limon raises his head with a bizarre face.

“Uh, boss? It’s because I don’t understand right now…”

The topic that I always pretended to be proud of.

Are you just confused about this?

The fact is funny yet strangely satisfying, so the cramped mind subsides.

“…You’re going to give me 5% of Fafnir’s shares with the price of this meal?”

So bend your lips

with a satisfied smile.

Answer with a happy heart.

“Was it not you who asked for a decent reward for this dish?”

“….”

[….]

like a stupid bird with its beak wide open.

Limon with a dumbfounded expression.

watching it

I sincerely think.

Just making this man look like this is worth spending 5% of the family’s wealth.