Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

The dining room, in a way, had already turned into a battlefield.

The number of soldiers packed on the battleship is high.

Some of them are on assignment and hold jobs imposed on them in various parts of the battleship, but other soldiers are treated as waiting or resting.

In addition, soldiers who do not have a mandate to operate battleships.

In other words, soldiers who are supposed to be in charge of combat in Demonic territory will not have a job until they reach their destination.

When that happens, there are many soldiers who will be out of hand for the time they need, and they will have to do something with nature to kill their time, but what they can do on a ship that is finite, albeit huge, was known.

The result is a concentration of people in the canteens set up throughout the ship in search of alcohol, food and meals.

"That's a battleship, so I can understand that you can't create very flashy entertainment facilities. I can, but isn't this terrible?

It was also the widest dining room on board that Lianya visited as she was invited to a meal and drawn to Kurtz and Frau.

But there, when Lianya came, it was turned into a crucible of chaos that no longer had a foothold.

"I expected it, but it's amazing."

As Zion, who was following from behind Lianya, so praised with a terribly vague and subtle look of half a laugh, the interior of the dining room is full of soldiers and waitresses taking orders from them, and it doesn't look like there are any empty seats.

He said that he had deliberately set up a dining room in several places on the ship so that people would disperse somewhat, but he was foolish as Flau twisted his neck in a dining room that showed such a person's concentration.

"After all, it might not have tasted good not to unify the scale."

"What do you mean?

I don't think it would have anything to do with the flow of people, such as the size of the dining room, but Frau, who was asked, answers it with his own head in the hands of those who aren't holding Lianya's hand.

"The lack of uniformity in the size of the dining room was due to the difference in the space available on board, but the size of the kitchen varied accordingly."

For a moment Lianya thought that if she should have made one large kitchen on board and transported the dishes she had made from it to each dining room, but thought that the dishes would cool off while she was moving around the ship if she wanted something warm and hot to stay hot, she would reconsider that connecting the kitchen directly to the dining room might be something she could not help.

"It's just that if there's a difference in the size of the kitchen, there's a difference in the dishes you can serve. I can't help it."

"Is that what this is all about?

The size of the kitchen leads directly to the menu, but it's not perfect for Lianya.

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Sure, the space for storing ingredients and the number of cooks to put in may change, but I didn't think that would affect the dishes I could make.

"like a whole grilled triden lizard"

"What?"

Slowly passing in front of Lianya, who accidentally raised her missing voice between them, a plate the size of which the two waitresses have as much as their own back length.

On that large plate is a huge lizard baked in a fox color with hot air and a fragrant aroma.

The faces of the two waitresses, who slowly carry the plates in front of Lianya, whose eyes dot unexpectedly, have a rather desperate look, as if to speak of the fact that the objects on the plates are quite heavy.

"This, huh?

"It is an inherent species that lives in the Principality of Triden. It's quite ferocious and attacks people, but the meat is pale, toothy, and it's a luxury ingredient that goes hand in hand with the difficulty of capturing it."

"Oh, yeah..."

"This is the only oven in the ship's kitchen where you can cook all the ingredients in that class. If it's free, it's something that everyone would like to try."

"Heh..."

What an answer. I don't know. Lianya replies like that out of her mind, but I see yet another plate of the same thing being carried in front of her, holding her forehead gently.

"Well, that's for free"

"It was hard for me to pack it in the warehouse. It would have been easier if you'd let me use the master's vault."

"We're going to war, aren't we?

To Lianya, who asks him to confirm, Frau said, looking up seriously and its face.

"What else are you going to do?

"No, hey, I just got anxious"

As soon as the waitresses, who were desperate to carry the heavy plate, managed to carry the large plate to the table where they apparently placed the order, the cheer boiled.

It was Lianya, who was nearly blinded by the appearance of a lizard that was instantly dismantled by one hand stretched out after another, but instantly its gaze captures something else.

That was a huge white cone the waitress was lifting for four.

Its height is slightly higher than that of the waitresses carrying it, to Lianya, who wonders what the hell the dish is, and Frau grabs the menu table that was on the nearby table and quickly runs his gaze before returning it to its original position.

"That's a salt kettle grill from Forest Octopus. It's a hard dish to cook with tons of salt and egg whites, but it's a rare dish that you can't cook without a forest octopus that matches it and a kettle that can cook that tall thing as it is."

"Can you cook that kettle, too?

"Master, you say strange things. Humans don't cook."

Seriously, he said that, and Lotus Ya said yes, he returned a powerless answer.

It's not like I don't know what you're doing.

The soldiers who are going to fight a great battle against the existence of enemies of the demonic king's world are the ones who will not know tomorrow while expressing themselves in disused ways.

It is not so strange to think that, even at this moment alone, you will not be able to die unless you do something that you can enjoy from the bottom of your heart.

But it was Lianya who wondered if this was a bit too much.

It was my desire to ask which world has an army that takes up a significant proportion of the battleship mountings going to war with ingredients and yet consumes a significant proportion of its limited onboard space for its cooking, but I feel like I can just answer it is here and Lianya stops opening her mouth.

You thought Lianya was convinced that you were silent when you were thinking about that, and Frau and Kurtz pulled Lianya's hand and invited her into the dining room.

Here Frau and Kurtz, as well as Theon and Lotus Ya himself, lost sight of the fact that Lotus Ya's identity is Count, plus Teng himself flying the battleship that the soldiers are currently on board.

Theon was just engaged to that Earl the other day, and the Princess of the Principality of Triden.

And Kurtz is a brave man who should also be the lead actor in this Battle of the Demon King.

Then Frau turned Klinge into the belly of Lotus Yaya, who is essentially partitioning him, and his face was sold as an unidentified maid length.

What the hell would happen if such faces were to meet and come into the dining room?

That was something that I would soon find out if I thought about it, but Yada Lotus, who had completely forgotten about the area, didn't realize it until the hustle and bustle around him suddenly quieted down.

"What? Quiet suddenly..."

Lianya, who was about to say it, realized that the sight of the soldiers in the dining room was gathering to herself, and there they were finally remembering what they stood for.

Soldiers are mostly human but naturally visible to the Elves and Beasts, as well as, in a few cases, the Dragons and Demons.

The sight of such various species of gaze being showered all together may have been spectacular inside from the side, but to be honest with you if you become a party, all that comes to mind is the kind of idea that comes to mind.

"Yeah, well, you know what?"

In the dining room, which had gone quiet, Lotus Ya stood up to her lack of location, while she felt something obligatory like she had to say, and tried to manage the surroundings where she could no longer hear a single thing except her own voice, but at the next moment the applause and cheer that was just cracking rang from among the soldiers who were narrowly packed all over the dining room.

"The Count! The Count is here!

"It's the Demon King of Klinge! You're not the demon king over there!

"Dear brave man! There are brave men out there too!

"Long live Her Highness the Duchess! Long live the Duchy of Triden!

"Stop it! You guys! That maid chief looks like a tiny, adorable girl, but if you touch her badly, she'll let you go straight to the afterlife before you fight the Demon King! Don't try to touch me. No!

"Dear Theon! Does Master Zion have a chance!?

"Fool or you, you want the Great Demon King to kill you before you fight the Demon King?

Emptied plates The Cop Dollars dance through the universe, new orders fly to the waitresses, bottles and barrels of liquor that contain them are turned upside down and several soldiers are drunk, and some of the soldiers who tried to run into Flau are held by the other soldiers and thrown far rearward.

When a soldier who finally tried to specialize in Zion was caught by the soldiers around him and started being slapped, it was confusing that he would want to ask who the hell was going to pack up in this situation, and Lianya had something like a loving laugh on her face, but to the words of some soldiers who just couldn't miss hearing it, she would raise her voice and say it back.

"Wait a minute! Who is this guy who just said he was the Demon King or the Great Demon King?

"Your Majesty the Great Demon has gone mad!

"Liquor! Bring the booze and offer it to me!

"And bring me some food! Meat for now, meat!

"Oh bother me already, bring every barrel and smash it!

To the ominous words someone said, Lotus Yaya who didn't think she would do it, but makes her face stretch when she sees that some big barrels of liquor have been carried from the other side of the crowd as if she would even do bucket relays.

Kurtz, who is pulling those two hands, looks up at the barrel of liquor being carried, as if he didn't know what was going on, and Frau is not trying to move by holding Lianya's hand, smiling as if he had no choice as to why.

"Hey, Theon! That, stop..."

Lianya, who was about to say it, looked back and stopped thinking for a moment when she realized that there was no such thing as Zion, who was supposed to have been there, poisoning her with the understanding that Zion had escaped from the situation immediately and before something very difficult had happened.

"When did he get so smart?!?

"Master, there's more barrels in front of you than that."

If you put your gaze back on Frau's voice, who seems to be giving up completely, the lids of a number of high lifted liquor barrels were just about to be smashed by the blades of the swords the soldiers pulled out.

"You guys! Why are you coming armed to the dining room!?

"Isn't that the kind of Count you're wearing a sword with?

"I... stop it, you guys! I forgive you for having no choice but to some extent, but that is too much..."

"Come on, have a drink, Count. Ah!

The white blade is shaken and the barrel is destroyed.

I wonder if he just opened the lid, over Lotus Ya's head, colorful liquor was smashed out of a destroyed barrel, and while he gave up that he couldn't escape this, Lotus Ya was still almost irresistibly exposed to liquor pouring out of his head, wondering if he would have to scold him for a bit if he had to do it so far.