Raising Paladins

Episode 32. A specimen of learning (2)

“Were you waiting?”

“Yeah, because I have nothing to do. lol.”

The sword that came out of the temple at noon after the exam.

It was Terrence who was eating rye bread in front of the temple that greeted him.

Terence held out the bread he was eating to Carl.

“Would you like some? You’re going to go out.”

“Thank you.”

Carl accepted the rye bread without hesitation.

I felt hungry after I relaxed.

But I don’t eat a lot just because I’m hungry.

The sword is a supreme and dignified paladin.

When I took off a little and put it in my mouth elegantly, I felt the unique rough texture and bitter taste of rye bread.

It was Carl’s favorite flavor.

“hmm… … .”

A knife that gave a little admiration.

Then Terrence laughed and said.

“Does it taste very good? I bought it from a famous bakery in Tournoble. It just happens to be nearby.”

“is it.”

After taking a little more and savoring the taste, Carl handed the rye bread to Terrence.

“It’s a bit rougher than normal bread, but it has a deep flavor. It looks like the owner is good at it.”

“I buy a little bit every time I come to Tournoble.”

“I will guide you.”

“To the bakery?”

“I need to buy some for the temple family and the sick.”

“Then this way.”

Perhaps the Temple of Dawn in Meirium is a busy day as usual today.

Tira and Daryl will be busy doing laundry and tending to the sick, while Eric and Grom will be busy cooking.

Even the servants who train at dawn must be very hungry.

It would be nice to buy rye bread for them, which tastes very good.

‘There are plenty of crones.’

If it’s money, it’s quite a bit in the pocket on the waist.

It was the money that the brand and the merchants handed over to say thank you for escorting it safely.

Besides, since I asked the brand to dispose of the items confiscated from the scavengers, when they return to the inn, there will be one more thick money bag.

Taking the priesthood exam, escorting peddlers, and earning a lot of money… … .

This trip to Tournoble was beneficial in many ways.

“Then sell a lot!”

After a while, Carl and Terrence stop by the bakery and buy a bunch of rye bread.

They immediately moved to the inn where Sanghaeng was staying.

***

Raspberry and dwarf inn.

It was one of the most popular inns in Tournoble.

It is run by a dwarf owner with a mouth, and his raspberry pie and dark beer are excellent.

Thanks to this, Raspberry and Dwarf Inn was full of guests regardless of the season.

Then, of course, many problems arise.

“Get off now! If you set foot in my inn again, then I’ll split your hair!”

Udangtang!

The inn door opened with a loud noise, and a beer-soaked man jumped out.

He glanced back and, horrified, ran away.

“Raspberry and Dwarf seem to be full again today.”

Carl and Terence were heading to the inn from the other side.

Among them were Terrence’s words.

Carl, too, was watching the dwarf curse at the back of the man’s head as he fled.

“Is that person the owner?”

“Yes, ‘Bill’ the dwarf. He’s good with his hands in the kitchen, and his dark beer is especially good. So is the Raspberry Pi.”

“But normally, he’s not proud of being a dwarf, but he’s different.”

An ancient era before the establishment of the Cron Empire on the continent.

At that time, it is said that humans, dwarves, elves, and several other races lived together.

But now, minor races such as dwarves and elves have disappeared.

Some said they were extinct, others said they hated humans and hid.

Dwarves to the deep underground mines, elves to the deep forest… … .

Many years have passed since then, and now, only descendants of dwarves or fairies mixed with blood could often be found.

That dwarf ‘Bill’ is probably also a descendant of a dwarf and a human.

If you trace your ancestors in order, there must be at least one dwarf mixed in.

The problem is that, unlike the descendants of the Elves, the descendants of the Dwarves are not very pleased with the fact that they are dwarfs.

Descendants of elven blood are likely to be tall, slender limbs, and handsome or beautiful.

But the dwarven descendants… … .

Most of them are stocky, have broad shoulders, and even grow beards, but their hair starts to fall out in their 20s.

Perhaps because of such flaws in his appearance (?), people of dwarven blood did not like his situation very much.

‘But that dwarf named Bill wrote ‘dwarf’ on the inn signboard.’

That’s what Carl was interested in.

That dwarf Bill seemed to be proud of being a dwarf.

Carlos, who was born into a terribly poor lower-class family, earned the divine title of ‘Paladin of Dawn’ with his indomitable will and talent.

Carl liked people who were proud of themselves and had a positive mindset.

A dish made by such a person would surely taste great.

“let’s go. I want to taste the host’s cooking.”

Carl hurried his steps.

Terrence immediately followed.

“You should also drink dark beer. The roasted pork is also a must-try! I will buy it for you!”

“Because you don’t have to.”

“Ah, you are my lifesaver, of course I have to give you that much!”

The two of them walked to the entrance of the inn, walking backwards and forwards.

Upon arriving at the entrance, Bill, a dwarf who had been swearing and brandishing an iron ladle until then, looked at the knife.

“what? It’s the first face I’ve ever seen.”

“I’m thinking of becoming a guest at this inn, is that okay?”

“Anyone is welcome as long as they pay the right amount. But if you’re thinking of trying my stout for free, you’d better quit now. Unless you want to get beaten up like that guy running away.”

“If the food is good, I will pay any amount. I heard from this friend that raspberry pie and dark beer are excellent?”

“hmm?”

Dwarf Bill tilted his head slightly.

At that moment, Terrence, who had been hiding behind the knife, jumped out and greeted me warmly.

“Bill! I’m here!”

“Oh, that’s Terrence. Did you confess to Merilda?”

“Ah… … .”

“Hey, come on in. Your father has already drunk two barrels of beer in oak barrels.”

“Already? Please wait a bit.”

Terrence laughed awkwardly at the mention of Merilda and pointed at the knife.

“This is the priest who is the savior of my life. My name is Carl.”

“A life saver? What happened?”

“that is… … Long to explain. First of all, I’ll wet my neck and tell you. Anyway, you are very grateful to me.”

“Then welcome. Today is the day of the priesthood exam, so the store is more crowded than usual, so be patient.”

Carl and Terence follow Bill into the inn.

Then the room already full of guests entered.

A place full of wooden tables and chairs based on the bar in front of the kitchen, which is shiny with burnt hands.

The table was filled with steaming dishes and dark beer dripping from wooden cups.

People were enjoying cooking and talking about their own topics.

Everyone had a good time with the indoor brazier burning with a crackling sound.

“It’s a nice place.”

A restaurant with good taste is different from the atmosphere.

Carl is also a person who traveled all over the empire in his previous life and studied all the good restaurants.

That’s why when you enter the store, you can immediately know the level of the store.

This inn, ‘Raspberries and Dwarves’, was definitely a great shop.

“Oh oh! The priest has returned!”

“Come over here!”

“The benefactor of our peddler!”

The first thing that greeted Carl was, of course, the brand and the fruit group.

They approached me with friendly faces and led me to my seat holding my knife by the armpits.

Since they were already drunken faces, Carl suited them without saying anything.

‘Because it’s a way to become closer after a drink.’

Normally, he would never have allowed himself to touch his supreme body.

However, this is a fun inn drinking party.

It wasn’t an old-fashioned greeting to the point of being polite even in a place like this, so Carl accepted a wooden cup with a smile.

“Now, drink it cool! Priestess!”

“The dark beer in this house is killing me! It serves the best dark beer in Tournoble!”

Gulp, gulp!

It’s a taste that makes people shout out loud.

It tasted great enough, if not to the level of the finest wine I had enjoyed with the saintess in the main hall of the Temple of the Sun in my previous life.

“How is it? Is it worth eating?”

“hmm… … .”

gulp.

Carl took another sip of dark beer.

He nodded slightly at Brand’s question.

“This is a dark beer that reminds me of fresh oysters and lemon. It’s all right.”

“Ohh!”

It was Bill, the dwarf who came out of the kitchen just in time to burst into admiration.

Bill puts the raspberry pie and roast pork he brought in front of the knife.

He looked at Carl with a rather agitated face.

“If you are a priest, how do you know the taste? The best match for my dark beer is fresh raw oysters! Aren’t you a priest only in words and a drunkard in reality?”

drunkard… … .

‘Even if it’s not to that extent, I did drink a lot of liquor.’

A knife with considerable knowledge not only in food but also in alcohol.

Since becoming a paladin in my last life, I have no choice but to enjoy the finest court cuisine, so it came naturally.

In particular, excellent white wine or dark beer, and fresh raw oysters were a combination enjoyed by royalty and nobles of the court, as well as high-ranking priests and cardinals of the Sun Temple.

I just said it because I remembered that time, but it seemed to make Bill happy.

A customer who appreciates his food makes the chef happy.

“Speaking of which, actually, there are some raw oysters that came in this morning. They are very serious, with dark outer wrinkles and white flesh like milk. How can you serve me a plate with lemon?”

“Kuhm… … .”

When the word “a plate of raw oysters” came out, brands and merchants coughed.

At the same time, everyone slightly avoiding Bill’s gaze seemed to have something on their mind.

Carl, realizing what the merchants were thinking, untied the money bag from his waist and put it on top of the bar.

chuck-!

“Please give me an oyster for this money. With lemon too.”

“Ohh!”

okay.

Bill took a heavy money bag and weighed it.

A bright smile bloomed on his face.

“As expected, people who know the taste are big! Wait a minute!”

As Bill ran into the kitchen with a big smile, the fruit vendors who had avoided him for fear of the high price of oysters burst into cheers of joy as they saw the knife.

“The priest shoots raw oysters!”

“Waaa!”

“Tasting expensive oysters!”

Oysters are called treasures of the sea.

It is said that you can eat oysters at a cheap price in any city located on the coast far away.

However, in an inland agricultural city like Tournoble, oysters are worth calling!

In particular, if fresh oysters were transported using ice, they are more expensive than gold of the same weight.

When Carl said he would shoot it, everyone jumped for joy.

‘There’s plenty of money, so it’d be nice to get to know the merchants in advance.’

The brand is a representative of fruit peddling.

And the other fruit vendors are also people who take a bite at Meirium’s market.

If you win the hearts of these people, various activities in Mayrium will become easier in the future.

Compared to such gains, it was not a waste of money.

‘Anyway, there’s money to be received from the parrot merchant, and money for disposing of confiscated items from scavengers.’

When the sword is getting all kinds of praise surrounded by excited merchants.

The inn door opened and a group of people entered.

“Hey, Bill! I heard you came in today? Hurry up and lay it down!”

People dressed in luxurious silk clothes.

Upon entering, they met eyes with Carl, who was in the center of the merchants.

and.

‘It’s the woman I saw at the exam site.’

There was one person there who even knew Carl.