episode_0018

“You just said you know magic, but if you ask me to teach you, what do you mean you don’t know? Do you mean you know or don’t know?”

-I know magic, but I don’t know it.

Umm. What does this mean?

“So you’re saying you know the existence of magic, but you don’t know how to use it?”

The wizard’s dictionary fluttered its pages.

-is that so? I do not know.

uh… … . I see

We stopped talking and ate a hamburger. I don’t know if this wizard war is just teasing people or just pure stupidity, but I do know that it’s useless right now. However, when the fireball was shown, people commented as if they were starting a fight, so wouldn’t it be appropriate to make fun of people?

I think I did it for no reason. Why are all the skills so bad? I should have just become a necromancer. Oh, I was forced to change jobs.

Is it sane to have a system that gives magical skills such as magic books and magic records? Or is it just a sophisticated tactic designed to sabotage oneself? Umm.

Maybe it’s because I’m hungry, but my thoughts wander to strange places. Let’s stop thinking about useless things that won’t even get us back. You should keep eating whatever you were eating.

While eating a hamburger, Do Yoo-geon asked the wizard about his skills and confirmed that it was no different from what he felt.

Somehow, there is not much difference in knowledge before and after using the Wizard Dictionary. The skills will answer well, but you can feel the skills when you use them, so there’s no need to ask the wizard about skills.

―Master, do you have any more questions? You are welcome to ask any number of questions.

“Is your title master?”

―You don’t like it?

“It doesn’t matter what the title is. Rather, how about showing an attitude befitting the title.”

-is that so? I don’t know what the appropriate attitude is.

Yes or whatever.

“I know. Deactivating the wizard dictionary for apprentice wizards.”

-yes?!

[Wizard War for Apprentice Wizards – OFF]

The magician’s sword fell with a deathly scream. I tapped the grimoire, but there was no response. Is he dead?

“Hey… I guess you’re in a bad mood?”

“Not really. Did you eat it all?”

Do Yu-geon held up a bag of French fries. There are a few left.

“It’s true that you feel bad. I recognized you from the moment you ate the hamburger without saying a word.”

The guy continued.

“Poor Wizard. I’m left deactivated and lonely because I met the wrong owner. If I were a Hidden Job, I would have treated you well.”

“You have too much empathy. It must feel like a computer that has been shut down.”

“Is there any guarantee of that?”

“Just eat quickly.”

“Yes, yes. I’ll eat the leftover French fries.”

“As you wish.”

I handed the leftover French fries to him and while waiting for him to eat them all, I opened the grimoire and wrote about my job skills.

Overall Review: A collaboration between Gyeruk, who can replace his memory, and an idiot who takes over other people’s research notes without permission.

After finishing my meal, I logged out and took out the trash. At this point, I logged out and was tired, but since I had reached level 10, I decided to try killing an orc.

I flew leisurely over the dirt road that crossed the forest. Do Yu-geon walked next to me, looked at the forest, and asked.

“Where is the orc?”

“If you walk a little further, you will see it with your own eyes. Huh?”

An orc that had been wandering around in the forest far ahead suddenly turned around and came straight out onto the dirt road. what.

He is about 2 meters tall and has no top on, but he is muscular so he doesn’t feel empty. As I heard on the Internet and in offline gatherings, are both hands bare fists without weapons?

If you’re an orc, shouldn’t you look a little weak?

“The orc noticed it faster than Do Yu-geon.”

“That’s right.”

The orc bent down and picked up a rock. It is a stone so large that you cannot wrap it with one arm. what. The distance is tens of meters, so you’re not saying you’re going to throw stones from this distance, are you? Is this a pre-battle ritual?

The orc took a stance and threw a rock. OMG? I dodged it by flying slightly to the side. In one step, a boulder crashed into the ground and kicked up dust. Why is the hit rate like this? I almost died.

“I’ve got it!”

Do Yu-geon shouted that, but the guy was already running away with his sword. Why are you asking if you are so eager to catch it?

The orc took a few steps toward the forest and struck a tree that was smaller than the surrounding trees with its fist. When the tree fell, the oak skillfully carried it and lifted it. hey?

The orc swung the tree at Do Yu-geon. Do Yu-geon slid and dodged into a gap under the tree, then ran straight ahead and swung his sword. The sword cut off his neck, and golden powder flew out.

But that’s it. Perhaps because of his tough skin or because of something fantasy-like, the orc with only a wound on his neck threw down the tree and slammed his fist down. The sword that blocked my fist broke in half.

Do Yu-geon, whose posture was disturbed by shock, shouted.

“Strengthen one sword!”

As the guy forced himself to jump, turn and slash, the sword cut in half and cut off the orc’s head. The broken sword glowed among the golden dust.

Be brutal.

Do Yu-geon fell towards the dead oak, but he stepped on the wrong tree and fell.

“Ugh!”

Everything is good, but the ending is… … .

I approached.

“are you okay?”

“Of course it’s okay! What was it like just now? Wasn’t it really cool? The quickness to overcome a crisis and the split-second judgment to seize an opportunity! Wow!”

When you say something like that with your mouth, all your cool disappears. I’m really worried about whether or not I should tell you objectively. Although it is more adolescent-like to forget the dark history without knowing.

“If I had to say it, I think it would be cute because it’s ridiculous rather than cool.”

I checked the guy to see if there were any injuries. As expected, there was a cut on the cheek and blood was coming out. The cut appears to have been caused by debris from the sword breaking apart.

I deployed magic power and used healing magic. The cut healed and disappeared. Good good. I’m learning healing magic to use it for things like this. I feel proud.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped his bloody cheek. To be exact, I was trying to wipe it, but the guy dodged the ball.

“What, why are you avoiding me?”

“Huh? Oh, I’m going to clean it.”

Do Yu-geon took the handkerchief and wiped it himself. Then he continued speaking.

“It’s hard for a bookworm who lacks stamina to lift her arms, right? What’s more, the height difference is huge. 16cm. Hahaha.”

“You did very well.”

He wiped off the blood and gave me back the handkerchief. I walked around the guy and checked again to see if there were any more wounds.

“Is there anything more injured?”

“Nothing. I can just log out anyway, so there’s no need for further treatment, right?”

“That’s true, but it’s a good idea to use healing magic as practice. Even for later. Ah, now that I think about it, didn’t I make the hunt too dangerous? I risked my life to catch it. Even my sword was shattered.”

The guy fell asleep and picked up the round sword. It’s cut in half. If the sword breaks, you can get it from someone you know, but Do Yu-geon doesn’t like that, so the only spare he can use right now is his own. I wouldn’t know if I used a different type of sword that I haven’t used before.

“The sword being broken is a big blow.”

The guy smiled awkwardly and continued speaking.

“So, I plan to be more careful with my fighting style from next time.”

“Really? Then I’m glad.”

I think he made the same promise a few times, but I passed on it. Because it’s puberty.

* * *

What should I do first to pack a lunch box? Of course, you should start by reading. Reduce trial and error by reading cookbooks, learning theories, and understanding context. What is important is not perfect acquisition, but reduction of trial and error.

But a minor problem arose. I expected this before reading the cookbook, but when I actually read the cookbook, it wasn’t fun. Why would you need to know that the brown stuff in grilled meat isn’t caramel? No, if you know it, you can understand chemical reactions and grill meat deliciously, but I’m not interested in it. Honestly, if you want to eat delicious food at home, you can call a chef. Or it’s just better to eat outside.

In fact, if it was fun, I would have read it a long time ago, whether in my past life or in my current life, so I wouldn’t have had to look for and read the cookbook now. My mom recommended it to me, saying it was fun and useful, so it seems like a good book for someone whose hobby is cooking, but it’s not fun.

“Mom, these aren’t fun.”

“Really? Then what?”

After much thought, my mom brought me a cookbook with recipes instead of a theory book. Wouldn’t it be okay if they gave me a book like this from the beginning?

After reading and cross-checking recipes for a few days, I decided to make egg rolls that served as licorice in the lunch box.

I went to the kitchen and took out carrots and green onions. As I was taking out the eggs, my mom came into the kitchen.

“What is my daughter doing?”

“I’m going to make egg rolls.”

“Oh. Egg rolls? My daughter?”

Mom held her stomach and laughed. Why do I keep smiling since last time? Even if you look at it like this, in my past life, I stayed on my own and cooked my own meals. I find grocery shopping and dishes to be tiresome, so I often fill myself up with delivery food or eating out, but whatever.

Mom ignored it and put the cleaned carrots on the cutting board. First, I plan to shred it and then chop it into small pieces. Large carrots and green onions in egg rolls look good, but when you eat them, smaller ones are more delicious. This is because when they grow up, the ingredients and eggs become separate. It becomes a situation of leading and opposing.

Sliced carrots. The knife cutting is clumsy and slow, as if the previous life experience has been reset, but it is okay. Anyway, at first it’s okay.

However, when my mother is watching from the side, I feel embarrassed by even obvious facts. I stopped the knife.

“Mom, can you please leave the kitchen?”

“Mom, I’m worried that my daughter might cut her hand.”

In fact, the corners of the mouth are raised.

Mom ignored me once again and started chopping carrots. Fatigue set in about halfway through. I need to slice and mince this and then slice the green onions, but when will I do that, when will I beat the eggs, and when will I make the egg rolls?

Something suddenly occurred to me, so I stopped the knife. Do I really need to cut it with a knife? Cookbooks were full of pictures of chopping with a knife, but reading is not an act of blindly following the contents of a book.

Reading is the essence of understanding. Understand the logic of the content and discover the essence by observing the thinking habits used by the author beyond logic. What is important is not the content, but the essence that the author used in writing.

The essence of chopping carrots is not cutting them with a knife, but cutting them into bite-size pieces. The result doesn’t require a knife.

I put the knife aside, searched the kitchen, and pulled out a blender. As I took out the blender halfway, my mom laughed next to me.

what. Can’t I just grind it in a blender? As I was looking at him hesitantly, my mother waved her hand.

“No, no. The blender is fine. That’s fine then.”

“I’m not planning on making carrot porridge, I’m just going to grind it in moderation.”

Mom nodded. I’m skeptical, but I gave the positive answer, so let’s blend it in a blender.

I cut the carrots into large chunks, put them in a blender, and blended them little by little. I checked the condition from time to time and was careful not to diverge too much.

I chopped all the carrots and roughly chopped the green onions. To be honest, I am not inexperienced enough to go through trial and error when it comes to cutting green onions.

Beat the eggs in a bowl, season with sugar and salt, and then mix in the carrots and green onions. good. It’s all over now.

I poured egg water into a square pan, rolled it up, greased it, and repeated the process of pouring egg water again. Now turn it over and cook until golden brown… … . complete.

I put the egg rolls on the cutting board and waited for them to cool down. Once it cools down properly, slice it and taste it.

“I’m really proud of you for finishing the egg roll.”

My mom hugged me from behind.

“Mom, what are you looking at me for?”

It’s such an excessive compliment that I feel embarrassed. What’s so big about egg rolls?

“Hmm. A temperamental but cute girl?”

Is this a good or bad review?

As I was zoning out, the video phone rang. A guest has arrived. Not long after Mom left the kitchen, the front door opened. Who is it?

“Hello. I’m here!”

It was Yumina.

“What are you doing without an appointment?”

“That’s what I hear all the time. Oh, it’s egg rolls. Are you resting?”

“I wouldn’t call it resting, but it’s roughly like that.”

“The egg rolls are delicious. The lady is a good cook, so it must be even more delicious.”

“I did it.”

Yumina, who was watching the egg rolls, shifted her gaze in this direction.

“Does our dear lady know how to cook?”

It looks like there is some kind of culture shock.

“How on earth did I form this image?”

I don’t know why my mom and I are like this.

Yumina laughed.

“I was surprised in a good way.”

It doesn’t seem like he likes me very much, so I don’t trust him.

Since the egg rolls seemed to have cooled down, I took a knife and slowly cut them.

“It’s not that I usually cook. I’ve been eating a lot of delivery food lately, so I thought I’d try making a lunch box this time. I thought about it, since Do Yu-geon usually eats delivery food, it might be a good idea to feed him a lunch box even just when he logs in.”

“Huh… I see.”

While observing the side of the chopped egg rolls, I suddenly realized something. The carrots are not of the same shape and are not pretty. Now I understand why my mom laughed when I took out the blender and said it was okay to use it.

I picked up the egg roll and put it in Yumina’s mouth.

“how is it?”

“It’s delicious.”

It was my first attempt. Did it go well? Actually, you have a talent for cooking. I ate an egg roll.

Umm… … . It doesn’t have a good fluffy feel, the seasoning is slightly wrong, and the taste is so mediocre that it’s not enough to say it’s delicious, but it’s an understatement to say it’s not delicious.

“This is delicious?”

“It tastes awful?”

To be honest, it’s not tasty.

“It doesn’t taste good.”

“is it?”

Yumina took another bite, tilted her head and continued speaking.

“It seems like that.”

It’s a pity, but the egg rolls I put so much effort into were a failure. It’s my first time, but I’m not really motivated.

“Should I give up making my own lunch box and order it from a professional company?”

“Isn’t that delivery food?”

“That’s right. Oh, right. I guess I’ll just leave it to the chef.”

I didn’t consider it as a chef because I was afraid Do Yoo-geon would feel burdened, but I had to ask him to make it in the style of a reasonably cheap company lunch box. Then, a healthy lunch box with low sodium content will be created.

I threw away the tasteless egg rolls and left the kitchen.

“I’m going to practice magic from now on, what do you want to do?”

The orc felt the need for defensive magic as he was throwing rocks. I plan to try making it this time.

“I want to take a look.”

“I see.”