Becoming a magician in another world

"Yeah! I haven't exercised properly for a long time."

Sam and Liz entered the forest and hunted monsters and beasts at will.

Incredibly, the inhabitants of the forest were full of fighting spirit and attacked Sam and others.

However, Sam barely appeared, and Lizé seriously cut all the monsters in half.

“I didn’t have a chance to play.”

"Alas, Sam has important duties. Yes, this monster can also be sold for a lot of money, so put it away."

"Even if there are boxes for items, treat people as convenient tools."

"Although I asked my sister several times, she didn't go hunting with me."

"If it were Ur, he would probably say it's very troublesome."

"It's more serious than that. I'm just going to roast the whole forest, because I really want to do it once."

"What you want to do is extreme, Ur is."

In terms of fighting, Sam, who was originally an unwanted child, later showed his skills thanks to the tool box he inherited from his master.

(Alas, no matter how expensive a monster is, there is a limit to how much you can carry. In this sense, item boxes are invincible.)

It's unclear how much it can hold.

I wanted to confirm it, but I didn't have enough information to check.

However, since the remains of monsters defeated so far can be directly stored, there should be considerable storage space.

"Well, now that the monsters are taken care of, it's almost time for lunch."

"Yeah. I'm hungry because I was exercising. By the way, Sam..."

"What is it?"

"Can you cook?"

"Of course. Since I'm traveling around with Ur, I have to at least learn how to cook for myself."

Although Ur can do minimal cooking, he is a rough man, so Sam prepares meals for him.

Half of the trip was spent eating in inns or canteens, but sure enough, we also camped a lot.

Needless to say, Sam and Ur had their share of adventures, as they lived alone in their previous life, they could have done the housework, so there was no problem.

Rather, it was fortunate that being forced to cook by Ur was a fond memory.

“That’s great. Not to brag, but I can’t cook.”

"......right?"

"Hey! Really, what is this! If you can't do it, please don't say it!"

"But you can't do it?"

"So, I can't do it. But don't get me wrong. It's not that it's impossible. But it's harder to swing a sword than a kitchen knife."

"I don't usually swing a kitchen knife."

"Linguistic Aya! That's not the case! Anyway, it's not that I can't cook, but my mom and the chef asked me to do it, so I won't cook. So, let Sam have the honor of preparing lunch."

"The happiness of gratitude"

"Hehe, okay."

Sorry, I didn't expect Liz to cook.

Her cooking skills were not very good, but she did not expect that the eldest daughter of the Earl's family, surrounded by servants, would cook for herself.

Many aristocratic women cannot do housework.

Then again, there's no need to do it.

"Let me first say that besides cooking, I can also do housework."

"...Well, if Liz-sama says so, then let's do it."

"Hey, Sam! You don't believe it!"

"Hahaha, no way. I actually doubted Lady Liz... No way?"

"very strange!"

As they joked with each other, Sam deftly dismantled the edible monster with his knife.

Although Sam has no talent for swordsmanship, he has learned in the past four years that a knife can be used normally.

When it comes to fighting, I can't even use my sword, and I can't even throw properly, so I laughed.

"Then let's grill some meat."

“I’m really looking forward to it.”

Take the net and salt and pepper from the item box and start a fire.

Place the lightly seasoned meat on the wire and it is ready.

The meat is grilling over fire, oil is dripping.

The sweet smell tickled my nose and made my stomach churn.

"It's come to this, Mr. Liz."

"what?"

"Knife and fork, and a plate, would you like some?"

"You don't understand. This kind of meat is very delicious when you bite it."

"That's true...but how about letting the Earl's eldest daughter take a bite of the meat roasted over an open fire?"

I am worried now about whether my husband or wife will scold me afterwards.

But Liz just smiled happily.

"Well, didn't you say that the sword master's training is always a night camp? Since it's not a boxed lady, let's just leave it like that."

"Right. After all, she is Liz-sama."

"——Ah. I'm curious about what you're saying now. What does it mean? Do you want to be with a tomboy?"

"...Ah, it's barbecue. Please try some of the food that looks delicious."

"Thanks - no, don't muddle through, speak clearly, Sam!"

Sam and Liz laughed at each other like real siblings.

Having lost his beloved master, Sam, who was depressed, was grateful to Liz for allowing him to spend a truly happy time.