The Seirei Gensouki Spirit Chronicles
Chapter 1

He walked to the gate that served as the entrance to the city. Next to the gate was a bulletin board with various official notices posted on it. Among them are posters

a detailed blur, and Rio glanced at them one by one.

My name doesn't seem to be here. Unable to find himself on the board, Rio sighed

breath relief. His expression relaxed now that he knew he could pass through the gate to the city. And with that, understandably, his hunger suddenly increased tenfold. Besides the little water-breaker, he

haven't eaten anything while on the run.

Next to the – gate right next to the – notice board there is a row of various kiosks on a narrow street like a market. There is also a bar and inn that looks cheap. Since the gate was closed at night, a scene like this could be found outside the walls of any large city. But at this time, Rio was attracted to the food stall more than anything. There might be many delicious restaurants within the city walls, but

he's not interested in finding a way out.

I can buy something at the stall while I gather whatever information I can.

Attracted by the tantalizing scent, Rio let his feet lift him forward. He stopped in front of a stall selling roasted beef skewers. There were no other customers at the moment, so he stepped forward.

“Pak? Please give me three skewers. ”

“That sounds good. It would cost six small coppers. ” Rio arranged his order with a friendly smile, which the owner replied in a cheerful voice.

“This is big copper.”

“True. Here are your four change. Eat.”

After exchanging the currency, Rio took the food in his hand. The beef skewer was seasoned with only salt, but it was freshly roasted, and it gave off an alluring aroma of hunger. Perfect for filling a hungry stomach. The meat itself was not of high quality, and it was rather difficult to chew, but Rio ate the skewer in an instant.

“Hehe. You really eat well, son,” said the store owner happily as he rubbed his nose.

“That's because you cooked it well, sir. Can you tell me a little bit about this country? I actually came here from a much smaller country countryside,” Rio asked in a polite yet friendly tone.

“Sure. You should be a novice adventurer. Am I right, son? Most of the novice adventurers your age were let down from the start, but from what I can see, you don't look too arrogant, so you're fine. If you want to use this city as your headquarters, I will welcome you here. ”

“Thank you.” Rio was not an adventurer, but he also did not feel the need to correct the man, so he let the comment slide.

“Really, so you want to know about this country. Well, there is the Kingdom of Proxia in the north, which we fight through the small country between us. We have an alliance with Beltrum, which is located to our west. Then there is the Kingdom of Centostella in the south, which has no bad relationship with us either. It's a pretty comfortable place to live, if you ask me. Especially in this town. ”

“This is a small city, but it seems to be crowded with people.” Rio

the thought he had before when he looked at the workers.

“You were right about that! And it's all thanks— ”

“-how Lady Liselotte set up this trading city, Amande! How, son? Want to try ‘pasta’ soup? It's a kind of ‘men’ food Lady Liselotte created. ” The owner of the skewer stall was building tension in his speech, when the owner of the stall next to him suddenly walked in. He had just seen some of his last customers.

“Aww, friend. I was just about to say it myself.” The owner of the satay shop was sulking because the floodlights were stolen from him.

“Hehe. Don't say that, little man. You'd recommend the boy here, wouldn't you? ”

Apparently, the two are brothers. The older brother apologized, making the younger brother bright with a smile. Liselotte .. Wait, did she say ‘pasta’ and ‘men? As the two brothers chatted, Rio ears focused on the vocabulary that appeared in their conversation, as ‘pasta’ and ‘men’ are two words that Rio — does not, he said, Amakawa Haruto — pretty familiar. ‘Pasta’ is a type of Italian cuisine, while ‘men’ is the Japanese word for noodles, which comes from the Chinese word ‘mein.’ Also none of these foods that Rio had ever eaten in this world before. It is impossible for the inhabitants of this world to know those words.

“Sup paste and ... men , you say?” Rio asked with doubt.

“Yes. Pasta is a type of food made from processed wheat. Lady Liselotte said this type of men . The only place you can eat it outside the city walls is in my brother's shop,” the owner of the satay stall explained proudly.

“Then ... can I get a serving of that pasta soup?” In that case, seeing is the trust of – so Rio decided to go ahead and order it.

“That's spirit! Normally, I would charge you eight small copper .. but since you just came from the countryside, I will give you a discount. That's gonna be four little coppers, just for you, kid. ”

With the shop owner's discount, Rio handed him four small copper coins with a thank you.

“Then, if you are ready?” Interested in the talk of Liselotte girl creating this paste, Rio decided to follow the man's advice. He turned to face the owner of the skewer shop.

“Alright, leave it to me. Lady Liselotte is the nanny of Amande. She was the daughter of Duke Cretia, and she graduated from the Royal Academy of Galarc when she was ten years old. Duke Cretia left him

to rule this city not long after his graduation,” obviously the owner of the satay stall was clearly.

 The trading town of Amande was a small town created by cutting down trees in the forest. It was located in the outermost outreach of Duke Cretia's territory to the west of Galarc. Only half a year ago Liselotte took over the post of the Governess of Amande; since she came to power, the city that was nothing more than a stopover for travelers has grown rapidly in development.

Now, Amande is on track to become an important trading site connecting the western side of Beltrum and the eastern side of Galarc. Its population was about 1,000 people, but the bustle of the city far outnumbered it. liselottte herself was still eleven years old, yet she had a number of different achievements under her belt. The owner of the satay shop spoke of them all with pride.

First, he had caused an agricultural revolution in the farmlands of the Duke Cretia region. Second, he was constantly creating new foods and recipes.  Third, he also considered the ability

townspeople for fun. Fourth, he was also the leader of the largest trade organization

in the city, Ricca Guild. And there are still many achievements besides that.

“And above everything—”

“-he's really adorable!” Exactly when an expression of infatuation appeared on the face of the owner of the satay shop, the owner of the pasta shop interrupted from his side. The words of the two brothers overlapped fittingly.

“H-Huh ..” Rio retreated a little on their creepy synchronization, but the sate stall owner did not care about Rio's reaction as he continued.

“He also does not act arrogant when dealing with ordinary people like us. Every now and then he would come to check out the market outside the city walls, and last time, he even smiled at me!” he said with a smile, but the owner of the pasta shop looked irritated by his words.

“That's just you mistook his line of sight. He really smiled at me at that moment. ”

“What?! ‘Fear I can't let such comments slide easily, brother! ”

(Tln: lolicon wkwkwkw)

Liselotte is basically the idol of this city. To be honest, being a noble princess already put her far out of reach of commoners. Having cute appearance – and good personality on top of that – makes it easy for misunderstandings to occur. Even so, this Liselotte was only eleven years old, and the brother in front of Rio was in his thirties. He could not help but smile bitterly at

that's.

“I see you two have a lot of love for Lady Liselotte,” Rio said in an attempt to calm them down.

“Stupid! We are not good enough to love him! ”

“I-That's right! We might be happy to lay down our lives for Lady Liselotte, but that's the point!” Their love for Liselotte was flowing so deeply, Rio's face twitching in his attempt to keep smiling.

“Daaann .. is done! This is the famous pasta soup in my stall. Hot ... Be careful not to burn your tongue,” said the owner of the pasta stall, holding out a wooden bowl, fork, and spoon.

“It looks good. So this is pasta soup … ” Rio received that bowl and peeked at its contents meticulously.In it there is a type of paste that Amakawa Haruto is undoubtedly familiar with – Italian noodles called spaghetti . The soup is clear, and most likely seasoned with salt. There are also bacon and vegetables in the soup, which add a delicious aroma to the steam that drifts from it.

“Hehe thank you. Oh, you're supposed to be eating men's food with a fork and a spoon. Do you know how to use it, son? ” Most of the commoners do not have access to cutlery such as forks and spoons, so the owner of the pasta shop asked, just in case.

“Ya, I know.”

“It's cool. Must have been raised well, huh? Most adventurers find them too troublesome and simply inhale the food by grabbing it by hand. They're all hot. ”

“Haha, I have to continue inhaling like that,” Rio laughed tensely as he lowered himself onto the chair next to the stall. He placed the bowl on a makeshift table in front of him and took a fork and spoon.

As he enjoyed the smell of the soup, he moved the forks and spoons with his trained hands and considered the texture first. From a soft and chewy texture, the paste used may be fresh, not dried or preserved. It was simple and salty; he could also appreciate the taste of vegetables and bacon.

Even so, Rio prefers a more spicy flavor with garlic, chili, and olive oil. But those things may be difficult to offer here, because of the cost. If there are dried noodles out there, I can take them as preserved food on my way, Rio thought as the nostalgic taste of pasta calmed his expression. If there is fresh pasta made, dried noodles should also be more accessible.

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