I Became a Swordsmanship Instructor in Romance Fantasy

Chapter 93

093. Healing Art of Baking (3)

Soy Spoon was shocked to see Iriel.

Her always confident face was nowhere to be found.

Only one patient, who is nearing his end, is lying on the bed.

Bird fluid –

A thin breath that seems to be cut off.

“Uh, how… … .”

I thought it would have gotten better since the instructor saved me, but it wasn’t at all.

Soyi looked at Zeke with shaky eyes.

“You have to heal.”

“… … My, how about me?”

“Make bread.”

“… … With that, you can heal Iriel… … ?”

Zeke nodded his head resolutely.

Soyi’s talent, which he saw, would have a far greater, no, actual therapeutic effect than using real drugs.

However, from Soyi’s point of view, who accepted this, everything was just sudden.

It was strange to see Zeke asking to make bread out of the blue in front of Iriel, who is in a critically ill condition, but let’s say he made it for now.

If so, what if it fails?

No, is it okay to feed the patient bread?

What if Iriel’s condition got worse and she died after eating the bread she made?

Will I be able to bear that responsibility and guilt?

“I am just, just an ordinary commoner. I have no skills other than making a little bread… … . Even if you suddenly call me and tell me to make bread… … .”

“Yeah, that’s it. Make me some bread.”

“What the hell is bread! It’s not a miracle or anything, it’s just plain dough!”

It was a soy spoon that he shouted while expressing frustration, but Zeke’s expression did not change.

“Soy spoon.”

Sieg called her real name, not Elise, in a serious voice.

“This is something only you can do.”

“… … .”

However, Soyi quietly averted her gaze.

“Yeah, if you don’t want to do it, there’s nothing you can do about it. Then Iriel will die like this… … .”

“porridge… !”

“Well, you will torture yourself painfully and die. No, even if it isn’t, you will go through a more painful process.”

“A painful process?”

“Yes, you will receive an exorcism.”

“Exorcism… … ?”

Zeke winked at Serena, who was making a complicated expression next to him.

Then, receiving Zeke’s signal, she explained to Soi.

“The exorcism ceremony is a ritual to drive away demons or evil spirits at the Central Church.”

“Demons or demons… … .”

Seeing Iriel for a moment, Soyi almost nodded involuntarily.

If it wasn’t really written by something like that, how could it change like that in such a short time?

“I heard the process was really painful. Once you start, your whole body is tied up, you can’t eat anything, and you have to keep praying without being able to reluctantly. It’s not a fixed end, and there’s no guarantee how long the exorcism will end, only until the target is healed. Otherwise, it is said that demons or evil spirits will cling to the priest who performed the exorcism… … .”

“That, like that… … . If it doesn’t get better, then Iriel!”

Serena shook her head with a confused expression.

“And even if it gets better, it becomes a problem… … . At least she won’t get hurt because she’s the princess of the duke’s family, but she’ll probably be treated as a non-existent existence by everyone.”

“why… … . why… … . I’m fine, but why… … ?”

“Well, no one wants to be friends with a woman who is said to be possessed by a ghost.”

Then Zeke intervened.

“But, Iriel is not suffering from such evil spirits right now.”

With Zeke’s confident face, he declared.

“then… … . why… … .”

“Right now, Iriel is in a state where his mind has collapsed. Fear and dread fill her head. When the mind collapses like that, it is transferred to the body.”

“then… … . Then you need to do an exorcism… … !”

“That’s why I need your help. soy spoon. Didn’t Iriel like your bread? Weren’t you happy after eating it?”

Zeke’s words caught Soyi’s shaking heart.

‘really… … . If it’s just that my mind is shaken, then… … . If Iriel feels better after eating my bread… … . Could it be better… … ?’

She bit her lip softly.

“… … I will try.”

“Yeah, well thought out.”

Zeke stroked Soyi’s head.

“Serena.”

“Yeah… … ? Yeah.”

“Rent a little kitchen.”

“yes… .”

“Soyi and I. There will be only two of them. Make sure no one else has access to it.”

“But from earlier, Elise was bullied… … . what is that… … .”

“ah.”

The spacious kitchen of the Joheiden mansion.

There were no people who were always there, so there was a quiet atmosphere.

“therefore… … . What kind of bread should I make… … ?”

Soi broke the silence first and asked.

“Um, I’ll make it with the bread I’m most confident in.”

“I know how to make anything. But the thing I’ve been making most often lately is… … . After all, it’s a baguette.”

baguette.

After Soy met Zeke and started making baguettes for swordsmanship lessons.

went through countless trials and tribulations.

I somehow made the baguette into a shape suitable to hold in my hand.

It was hard enough to be used as a weapon.

Also, since the bread is not thrown away, but serves as a meal for Zeke, it is a bread that retains its taste even after a long time.

No, rather, to make bread that tastes the best when eaten after a while.

That’s how I tried and researched various recipes.

That’s how she suffered the most failures, and the bread that had the most was baguette.

In fact, baguettes belonged to the simplest breads to make.

The ingredients are just flour, yeast, water, and a little salt.

Unlike other breads, it does not contain eggs or milk.

Plain bread that doesn’t even contain that common sugar.

That’s why the basics of making bread had to be important.

How much force should I knead?

How uniform the air layer should be.

How long should the rest period be given?

The baking temperature, the size of the bread, the amount of water, and the number of times the dough is kneaded.

While studying like that, Soyi’s baking skills improved a lot.

If it’s limited to baguettes, it’s hard to find a baker who can match her in the system.

But, even so.

‘Could my bread really save Iriel?’

I couldn’t help but be suspicious.

Hwihwi shook her head, Soi erased her thoughts.

“Um, this… … . flour… … . and salt… … . East… … .”

Luxurious materials that are completely different from the ones you normally use.

Soyi put each one in her eyes.

“Is this all?”

“Yeah.”

“Then let’s begin.”

“Yeah.”

Whoa-

Soyi took a deep breath and started making bread.

Familiar work as usual. It wasn’t the original material, so there was a little mistake

Still, the familiar habit quickly caught on and made the dough as usual.

In the middle of working on the dough like that.

“It’s not like that.”

Zeke intervened from the side.

“… … Yeah?”

“Take that away and try again.”

First of all, Soy threw away the dough he was making according to Zeke’s words and started working again.

“again.”

“no. again.”

“Not even that.”

Zeke continued to intervene in her work.

one hour, two hours.

He tolerated it the first few times, but as Zeke kept shouting again, Soi became more and more intolerant.

There must have been no wrong work in his baking.

I was sure that it would be a much better quality bread than the one made at Hilllace Bakery because it uses high-quality ingredients.

Zeke interrupted the work while kneading the flour, or during the pause, or even while the bread was baking.

“Something’s wrong!”

Eventually, Soy Spoon’s patience ran out.

“all.”

A word that denies all the bread he has made so far.

“It all went wrong.”

Soi lit a double wick in his eyes.

“What does the instructor know about bread! You don’t even know how to make it!”

“Yeah, I don’t know. But I know it won’t work.”

“So I said no!”

If I had said it from the beginning, I already said I wasn’t confident.

Now, if that’s not the case, what the hell are you asking me to do?

I made the bread as usual!

Do you mean to come and try something new?

Soyi couldn’t gamble with Iriel’s life.

“There are too many distractions. Soy spoon.”

“Don’t call me a soy spoon.”

“I really want to save Iriel. Am I right?”

back.

Soi’s lips were closed.

“Then why do you keep thinking of other things like that?”

“Did I have another idea!?”

“yes. I can see it in my eyes. At least, if I were Iriel, I would have spit out this kind of bread, saying it was tasteless.”

“What the hell do you know!”

Zeke took out a piece of dough thrown in the trash and lifted it up.

“This… … . Hmm, worry.”

“And this guilt? No, it’s a burden.”

“This is disbelief.”

“worry.”

“anger.”

“sadness.”

“petulance.”

Zeke rummaged through the trash can and picked up the dough one by one.

At that time, Zeke’s words flew like daggers and stabbed Soyi in the chest.

“… … how to do that… … .”

“How do you know? I would have said it before. You should only think of happy thoughts when making bread in the future. Otherwise, negative emotions enter the bread and affect the person who eats it.”

“Well, even so, controlling emotions, how is that possible? It’s my feelings.”

“Because you’re the kind of person who can’t do it if you can’t do it.”

Zeke replied in a calm voice.

“If you’re not going to be able to do this, you can just give up baking and swordsmanship and live a normal life, just calculating money. Instead, you will never be able to make something or give it heartily in the future. I’ll put my name on it to stop it.”

The voice of the sad blue zeke.

“So are you going to give up?”

For some reason, Soyi thought that this moment was what Zeke expected of him.

are you going to give up

do you want to give up

really?

As I was thinking about it, the image of Iriel lying on the bed passed before my eyes.

“… … no. I will try.”

“Contain only your feelings. Put your heart into it. Think about how Iriel would look and what he would say after eating this bread.”

Soi nodded and closed his eyes.

I didn’t make the dough right away in a hurry like before.

Slowly, I thought of Iriel.

A friend who always enjoys his own bread and says one more while raising his finger with a haughty expression.

A friend with a confident attitude, and an extremely lovable friend who shows off his foolish side from time to time.

Even when I willingly held out my hand to pay off the debt I owed to my father a long time ago, I couldn’t express it properly, but I was really grateful. Her heart that thinks of herself even though her status is different.

Still, there were many things I wanted to talk about with her.

I wanted to go shopping together again.

This time without borrowing money from her, on an equal footing.

Also, I wanted to introduce a lot of other foods that fit her taste.

If the thing that hurts her is her mind, not her body.

If you eat my bread and smile happily again.

Tears flowed from Soyi’s eyes as he remembered the scene.

Tears dripping down your cheeks.

“uh… … ?”

Soy’s tears fell on the flour.

can’t use this

Because foreign matter got in.