Helden took in a deep breath as he stood in front of a wooden door. He had been given his first mission by his company leader. If he completed it successfully, perhaps Vur would see him as more than just a chef. Hed be taken on dangerous missions into forbidden areas, and with Vurs help, his repertoire of skills would increase with every foe he defeated. Eventually, hed surpass Vur and claim the leadership of the company for himself!
The wooden door opened, and a short woman took a step outside before flinching. Alice stared at the stranger waiting outside her door. Judging from his attire, he was an adventurer, and a pretty highly ranked one at that. A normal person wouldnt be carrying around a sword with a mithril scabbard. You are?
Helden blinked. My company leader, Vur Besteck, told to co here. Are you Miss Alice Lowenherz? He glanced inside the room and saw the natag resting on the desk within. Not only did this woman have a shield made with orichalcum, but she was also a guild master! That ant she had access to all the missionswhich he secretly suspected werent distributed fairly. Helden stared at the woman in front of him with anticipation. What kind of mission would she give him? If she had to ask Vur for help, didnt that an it was fairly difficult?
Alice furrowed her brow. Vur sent you? she asked. Her gaze went from the top of Heldens head to the tips of his toes. A frown appeared on her face. I think there was a miscommunication. You dont look like a chef.
Heldens eye twitched. A sigh escaped from his mouth as he hung his head. Im not exactly a professional chef, but I can cook. He pursed his lips and looked Alice in the eyes. Are you sure you dont need a brave adventurer to complete missions for you? Id like to believe Im a better fighter than I am a cookthough Vur would disagree.
You seem like you have a story to tell, Alice said. However, I dont care. Everyone has a story. Can you cook for a wedding or not? I was just inford nine dragons are going to be attending.
Helden tilted his head. I thought cooking for dragons was relatively simple; they like eating raw bear at. You dont even need a cook; a butcher would be more appropriate.
Great, Alice said. Since you know how to feed dragons, youre hired. Not only do you have to make food for the dragons, but youll also have to cook for my relatives. Were not seeing eye to eye, so I want you to make their als look delicious but have them taste like day-old bread. Can you do that?
Helden fell silent. Thats easily doable, he said. As long as the ingredients arent fresh, I can make them look good but taste bad. Are you sure you want to do that though? It seems a bit petty.
Alice placed her hands on her hips. Do I look like a petty person?
No.
Well, looks can be deceiving, Alice said. Im very petty, and if you cross , youll find out just how vengeful I can be. Will you have any moral or ethical hang-ups if you listen to my request? Youll also have to lie and say youre trying your best if they ask you why the food sucks.
I wont feel any sort of emotional distress, Helden said. Like I said, I dont pride myself on being a chef. Im a bona fide adventurer through and through.
Great, Alice said. So, you wont reveal the plan through your facial expressions if anyone asks. Thats reassuring.
Helden blinked. He wasnt sure if there was sothing wrong with this world in general, or if there was just sothing wrong with Vur and his friends. Why could he never follow their thought processes correctly? And, I suppose, youll want to cook a regular al for the grooms relatives?
No, Alice said. Theyre dead, so they dont need to eat.
Oh, my condolences, Helden said and lowered his head.
Wait, no, not dead as in dead, Alice said. Theyre skeletons. They literally dont have stomachs and cant eat.
Helden scratched his head. Okay, he said and nodded. Is there anything else I need to take note of?
The weddings happening in two weeks, Alice said and went back into her room. She waved for Helden to co inside. Alice took a seat at her desk and rummaged through so drawers before pulling out a sheet of paper. She handed it to Helden. Heres the guest list. If they dont have a last na, or if their last na is skeleton, then you dont need to count them as a mouth to feed. Make a list of all the ingredients you need by sundown, or they might not arrive in ti for the wedding.
Helden glanced at the list. And if theyre last na is dragon, I assu theyre.
Yes, theyre dragons, Alice said. Except for Vur and Tafel. You can count those two as dragons when it cos to feeding them, but Im sure you already know that.
Helden nodded. It was a good thing he didnt have to feed any of the skeletons because they made up the majority of the people on the list. They outnumbered the living humans by ten to one. Not only was the short woman in front of him going to feed her relatives delicious-looking but diocre-tasting food, but she was also going to intimidate them with an undead horde and a family of dragons. What exactly did her relatives do to make her want to treat them so poorly?
Any questions? Alice asked. Do you need a crew to help you cook? Vur said hed take care of it, but he only sent you.
If its only this many people, Ill be fine by myself, Helden said and nodded. However, are you sure you dont need to do regular adventurer things? Maybe theres a rare creature thats terrorizing a village, and you need soone to slay it.
Alice raised an eyebrow and inspected Helden again. She raised her arm, and the shield attached to her wrist expanded. Block this.
Huh? Helden asked. His eyes widened, and he drew his sword, using it to block the incoming shied strike. His sword flew out of his hand and embedded itself in the ground while the residual force knocked him down to his knees.
Alice clicked her tongue and put away her shield. Just stick with being chef. Youre a bit too weak to be hunting rare creatures.
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