Fugitive Poison User ~I Am Somehow Recovering in a World Full of Miasma~ Chapter 56

Chapter 56

Our enemies aren’t the followers of the Sacred Yggdrasil; it’s Saint Yggdra, the nation with it as its state religion... I an, I guess so.

“Muu muu, muuu.”

Muu doesn’t seem like he cares at all.

“Let us eat.”

“Let’s!”

It’s not like I have anything against other religions. And even if I did, it wouldn’t do any good.

“Alright, give it a try.”

We imdiately begin our al.

“Hmm... what an odd texture, this fish. But it’s good.”

“I’m glad you enjoy it.”

“The at too... it is juicy and tender. I have had sothing similar at a noble’s feast.

Celes critiques between bites of food.

“It’s strange, but good, Yukihisa.”

“Thanks.”

“It’s good, but the texture of the fish is not for .”

Arleaf criticizes my faux-eel while forcing a smile on her face.

“Indeed, it has a peculiar flavor, but I enjoy it more than the at. The skin on it is well-charred and I bet it would be great with so ale.”

Well, different strokes for different folks.

To pair grilled eel with bread is certainly odd. Too bad Arleaf doesn’t like it.

Let try it too.

Mm... it’s not definitely not great when compared with the plain salted version.

It’s quite a good substitute for eel if you’ve had it before though.

And even the well-marbled at is a little strange.

“Perhaps it is the savoriness, but it is delicious. I am thoroughly enjoying my al.”

“Mm... maybe it needs more ti in the marinade.”

I get that just because the at feels marbled doesn’t absolutely an it’d be yummy.

Not only does everybody have their own taste, but getting rave reviews is a whole different animal.

It’s understandable. Kinda like how sotis you might think a dish is good, but you’re not sure if you’d order it again.

The tenderized at definitely got more umami and more delicious, but maybe the umami feels almost artificial.

Well, transforming this ugly duckling into a swan is all I can do.

“By the way, how much money do you think this at costed?”

“Hmm? Quite a sum, aye? It is fit for the wealthy and the nobles.”

“The truth is that each piece was only about 10 lag.”

“Wha—... these are but at scraps then?”

“Yep, just plain ol’ Mimosa Wild Boar. And the toughest cut to boot.”

“What the—?! But, it’s so...”

Celes shifts her bewildered stare between and the boar steak.

“Surely, you jest! There is no way this grade of at would be sold for so little...”

“Ah, I have my secrets. But think about it. Would I so freely serve such expensive at?”

“Hmpf... you are the Cohgray who cured Master Wayne after all. For you to be able to craft so delicious a steak would not be unthinkable.”

Oh, that’s a good segue.

“Spoilers alert, but I used a watered-down mixture of Wayne’s dicine to marinate this at. Ah, but, of course, it’s safe to eat.”

‘... I understand thou wishest to brag but do carefully consider thy situation.’

Veno interjects as to warn .

“Umm...”

Arleaf looks kinda disgusted. Oops, I didn’t an for that to happen.

“The sa dicine, huh? The villagers say Wayne has been molting...”

Celes doesn’t show so much a hint of caring. She, too, must have thick skin.

That’s a high-rank adventurer for ya; brushing it off like it’s nothing.

“It’s hilarious to think nobles have a taste of sothing this cheap.”

There’s a way to enjoy the cheapest of ingredients, don’tcha think? That’s so food for thought.

I pause to think before speaking again.

“Well, money isn’t everything. Cheap can be good too. Plus, it’ll fill our bellies so that we can go fight afterwards.”

“That’s certainly true.”

We continue our lively al together.

They might like it, but a Japanese palate might not necessarily be good here.

‘It is a matter of opinion, I believe.’

When in Ro, they say. But as long as I enjoy it, I’m happy.

‘Thine taste may be important too. When we have the ti to relax, perhaps it would be a good idea to showcase thy delicacies.’

Not a bad idea. Let’s do that when we get the ti.

“Umm, Yukihisa?”

Arleaf takes out a box from her backpack.

Oh, that’s right. My buff has almost expired and I’m eating already as well.

“Mm.”

I take the bento from Arleaf and open it up.

The Hamburg steak from inside waves a hello to . I stab it with my fork and begin eating., Arleaf’s Poison Cooking makes instantly stronger.

“Hmm? What is that? Is there more food?”

Celes noticed our exchange.

“Ah, you packed lunch for Cohgray? Just for him?”

“No, umm... yes.”

Arleaf answers Celes just as I’m swallowing my food.

Oh, this is a sticky situation.

“Hmpf... is that Hamburg steak? May I try so too?”

“No! I understand you may be very powerful, Celes, but you would be risking your life!”

Arleaf replies with nary a pause.

But of course it would. We committed genocide in the sewers with her cooking.

It’s beyond just poisonous. This is beyond the realm of human consumption. No way she’s getting a bite.

“Heh heh... a special lunch filled with love for Cohgray, then? I had not expected this.”

Celes pokes fun at Arleaf.

It’s really no joke though, eh?

“It simply looked delicious is all. They say sharing als builds bonds of trust and I would like to be comrades with you all as well.”

“I feel very guilty for not letting you have any, but...”

Taking advantage of the situation, the remaining bite of Hamburg steak jumps out from the box!

“Aah!”

Its target is Celes!

Shit! I imdiately reached my hand out, but it was a swing and a miss. Just as Arleaf was persuading Celes, the food jumps into Celes’ mouth.

“Mughhhhhhh?! Mu! Muuuuu—”

I’m aware that Celes isn’t a myconid, but for so reason, she sounds exactly like Muu right now. She tries desperately to grab the food out from her mouth.

‘Hurry and have her spit it out! She shall perish!’

“Right!”

“Muuuuuu!”

‘Quickly, concoct an antidote! This is a matter of life and death!’

Under Veno’s command, we began tackling the problem of the flying Hamburg steak.