A week has passed since that time, which was not actually thrilling, but was extremely shocking, bloody, and epic.

Even though I said that, it actually passed in the blink of an eye.

Of course, it goes without saying that the eight brave men who raised their swords against the Flame Dragon, no matter how unsupported they were before, naturally became the "Eight Heroes" of Lindu after the successful crusade, and were admired and praised by everyone.

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In addition to elven magic, the other skill that elves are most famous for is the art of poetry.

This matter will be sung to every corner of the world through the artistic processing of the elf poets.

Of course, due to time constraints, it may take a long time to spread the word to every corner of the world, and Xingji doesn’t have the desire to [farm]...

Regardless of these heroes who are very famous now, the biggest hero behind this incident, our Mr. Xingke actually does not feel that he is the hero [behind the scenes], because during the process of slaying the dragon, he did not think of any other way to convey the message.

, just rely directly on shouting.

So after that, no one present at the time knew of his existence, and Xingji, who originally existed as a free-loading tourist, is now respected by almost all the Lindu tribe...or rather

Is it awe?

The actual situation is that everyone's attitude towards Xingke is really good. It's almost like treating a...teacher? a sage? or even a god.

Yes, it’s the kind of respect that you get a bunch of [tributes] from people you meet on the road when you go out for a walk occasionally.

While everyone was thanking Xing Ke, some of them naturally placed Xing Ke in the position of a high-ranking person, even to the point of being a little restrained and stiff.

Although this is much better than the rejection and vigilance at the beginning, it would be really uncomfortable if you were surrounded by this atmosphere every day.

So, one day after I went out for a sketching trip with Mashiro, Hoshikatsu was filled with food, and Hoshikatsu felt a little headache looking at the ingredients on the table, and suddenly an idea came to him.

In order to live a peaceful and unobtrusive life in a deep forest hut that is expected to last about another month, Xingke decided——

"I want to open a [different world cooking training classroom]."

Xing Ke declared as he slapped his hands on the table in front of the patriarch, who seemed to have aged two hundred years in two days.

"Ah? Cooking?"

Mr. Patriarch's brain reaction was a bit slow. After the great revenge was avenged, he seemed to have lost all his vigor, and now he is just like a dull, rural old father.

Doesn't he look like the leader of the Eight Heroes? The [Hero] has long since died with the corpse of the flame dragon, right?

"Yes, Mr. Patriarch.

Can you help me prepare a more spacious place and inform the food lovers in Lindu about this news?"

"Huh? Is this already decided?"

"Hmm!~Yes, it's ironclad. Just tell me if you can!~The best thing to do is provide me with a list of existing recipes and ingredients in your clan. If there are any similarities, it will be troublesome..."

But Xingke didn't care whether the old patriarch had burned out, and made his own demands one after another.

After all, in his opinion, he has lived much longer than him. How can this young man, who is less than 400 years old, be so stupid?

"... Of course, you are a well-known figure here now, so it is no problem to hold training classes, parties and the like.

But everyone has their own things to do every day..."

After taking a sip of scented tea, the old patriarch seemed a little embarrassed. He really wanted to avoid this trouble.

"Don't you want me to enlighten Juka and make her forgive an old father who is so reckless at his age that he wants to be a hero?

I think the training course is a good one..."

"But! - after ordinary daily labor, there is no entertainment except harp, harmonica and poetry.

Young people, there is no harm in learning more skills. Just like me, I won Luna's heart by making a sumptuous meal of wild vegetable porridge in the wild..."

Not wanting to hear any more about the love history of an old salted fish, Xing immediately turned around and walked out the door:

"No problem, I'll leave first. I'll bring my own stove and kitchen utensils. I'll provide the ingredients without any charge. Let me know when you're ready..."

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Leaving the old patriarch behind, Hoshike returned to his residence and informed Mashiro, who was painting, of the news, and Louise, who was studying his own homework (which Hoshike had personally arranged).

"What does it have to do with me? Why don't you just go and drive?"

Louise, who was troubled by the strange runes, didn't want to pay attention to the star.

"How can there be? Aren't you just ready-made... No, you are the judge appointed by me? There should be a taster after the cooking is done, right?"

"...Then you postpone my class."

"Yes, yes, I have plenty of time after all, but are you sure?

These knowledge are all leftover from what I learned back then, and I ask you according to my standards.

The postponement means..."

"Huh, I didn't say postponement! I'm no worse than you!"

Taken the bait.

"The matter about the judges..."

"Go! You have to eat every day anyway, so it's not where you eat!~"

Louise has given up struggling.

"Very good, let's solve one... Mashiro, what about you? Do you want to be a tasting judge?"

At this time, Mashiro had raised his head, and his eyes were shining:

"Go! Absolutely go!"

"Huh? I'm so excited. Did something good happen?" Xingke was a little curious.

"Someone, I recently thought of a new theme for comics!" Mashiro stood on the chair with a serious look on his face.

"Oh...what? Slaying the dragon?"

Recently, dragon slaying has become a comic theme.

"But the dragons are so pitiful now, so we shouldn't kill them."

In existing comics, heroes slaying dragons are a fixed part of the story. No matter how well Mashiro draws, the readers will only be like that.

"No, it's food! Food from a different world and a different race."

Sure enough, Mashiro is Mashiro, not as routine as Hoshiki, and is always exploring new areas.

"Speaking of which, I have never seen food comics in that world. "Prisoners of Food" is not even famous...

But Mashiro, you should be able to make people hang down three feet with your painting skills alone, right?

But aren’t you drawing epic fantasy comics now? How about cooking or something..."

"I want to open both hands."

"Well, if you have quick hands, there is really no problem with double opening..."

Xing Mo, who needed the [Acceleration] magic trick, cried silently, but he immediately regained his composure, raised his fists and cheered:

"Then it's decided!

"Ms. Cavendish's Cooking Class" will be adapted into a comic book! Decision!

oh!--"

"oh……"

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The idea of ​​star carving is very good.

He felt that the fundamental reason why he was worshiped as a god was that he was not close to the people. Apart from occasionally going out for a walk, Xingke hardly knew anyone else in the Lindu tribe except the village chief and his family.

So Xingke wanted to find an opportunity to let everyone know about himself, at least to return himself to the standards of mortals, to be a teacher, a virtuous (idle) person, etc., and not to let these elves worship themselves as gods anymore... Gather together

It’s really annoying to have these pure [powers of faith] around you.

Is there any magic method to absorb in Xingji? They gather around them and block their eyes so that they can’t even see the way.

And the facts also show that the star carving method is indeed correct.

[Classroom] has been open for about a week, and the students have developed a lot. The image that Xingke had when he was in class, without any dignity at all, and who often made silly jokes has also been spread by these students.

After everyone knew the true image of Xing Ke, Xing Ke lost the [mystery] originally needed by the gods, so the light group of [Power of Faith] could not be replenished, and it dissipated over time.

However, one morning, within Xingke's field of vision, [Power of Faith] appeared again, and this time there were a large number of them, which shocked Xingke.

But soon, when the girl in a black Lolita costume and holding a huge battle ax was brought to Xingke by the patriarch, Xingke knew that she had misunderstood.

A large amount of power of faith comes with this girl of sub-god. Countless faiths from all over the world are disappearing somewhere through this girl's holy body and holy spirit all the time, so it was formed.

Spiral of light of faith.

It is countless times stronger than the faint light of the star.

"Good morning, Your Excellency, the magician of another world.

The apostle of Omoro, the god of death and war, Loli Mercurius, Duoduo~take care of me~?”

"Hello, Miss Loli, my name is Gisfogo Cavendish, and I am a traveling magician.
Chapter completed!