Chapter. 11. Wizard of Wizards (28)
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Bainix Griggs.
He was an ugly man, as acknowledged by others. It was a hunchback with strangely protruding buck teeth, and its snub nose was so big that water splashed into it every time it rained.
But he loved his ugly self and even felt a little proud every time he introduced his name to someone.
?(Bay) is an alchemical abbreviation for powder.
? (Nix) means to mix.
Mix the powder. Isn’t this a fitting name for an alchemist? As his name suggests, Bainix was a mineral alchemist who mainly studied mixing mineral materials.
There is no way his parents, who were serfs on an estate in a remote mountainous area, would have known this and named him, but since they did so without knowing, it felt closer to the guidance of fate. After hearing the story of Bard, who had accompanied the merchant who visited a mountain village, he took a pickaxe and went blindly digging into the valley where the black stones appeared, thinking that he would become rich in his sleep. Although he could not find the mine, he found that the minerals he had thrown into the bonfire for identification were burning with a mysterious light. Watching this, the word alchemy was engraved in his mind, and he was able to make a name for himself as a full-fledged alchemist after shaking off the persistent temptations of the earth wizards who secretly approached him as he dug and mixed things in the open ground.
Although he became half deaf due to an explosion of a wrong combination in the process, Bainix believed that it was all his fate determined by the great god of alchemy, ‘the unknown that exists but no one has ever met’. It is not easy for nobles and wizards to get into a big city because it is looked down on as a field of study for those without talent, and they are labeled as potential drug offenders.
He trusted in the name of the one who mixed the powder of his destiny. Just as a long time ago, the great alchemist Adfem created a healing potion by neutralizing the toxicity of troll blood and saved the lives of countless people in a mountain village where priests did not visit. That he too would have the opportunity to make the name of Bainix Griggs known to the world.
And as usual, when he visited the Thieves’ Guild to sell smoke powder, he felt that the opportunity had finally come.
Gil, a thief who was always screaming loudly for him because he had poor hearing, had asked for interesting information.
“saint?”
“Yes, saint! “I’m telling you this because you are the one who saved the lives of many of our guild members, but it turns out that a blood saint was born in the city of Siegfilund just yesterday morning!”
“What is a saint? “It seems like some strange religious group is putting on a play to attract donations.”
“This person! Have you forgotten that we stab and steal things, but we don’t bully? Yesterday, there was a monster attack so terrible that the Margrave’s knights died, and the Saint of Light who was staying in the city predicted it in advance and wiped them out in one fell swoop!”
“If it’s Siegpilund… it’s the eastern part, right? Could it be that those mutes that have been making noise these days have come over from beyond the mountain range?”
“Well, we don’t know either. But the important fact is that the blood that poured out endlessly from the saint’s body healed people! “Isn’t this news that people like you will find interesting?”
It’s interesting. It was so interesting that my butt was shaking.
“more? For more information… I don’t think friendship alone can pay the bills…”
Damn thief.
Bainix was able to hear the details only after handing over all the smoke powder and asthma powder he had, and after sweeping all the items he had into his precious alchemy bag, he rode towards the city of Siegfilund.
Even though it was a city right next door, it was almost a miracle to arrive at Margin Baekryeong in less than a day. There were no bandits who showed up like neighborhood friends, and even though it was made in a hurry, the Berserk potion and mare breeding scent worked amazingly well on his old horse, and even thanks to the chaos in the city, the number of guards had decreased, so he was able to sneak a peek at one wall of the watchtower that protruded from the castle wall. No one caught it until it was melted and dug out.
All of this will be unknown guidance. It was rumored that the royal body had a special magical power, and the fact that he stayed with the grave robbers and learned their secret techniques, and that he became friendly with the thieves and learned how to climb over roofs were all arranged by ‘Miji’ for this moment! Soon, these Baenix will perform great alchemy with the blood of saints!!!!
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I firmly believed that.
Sook!
“There you are. alchemist.”
“Hey! Standing saint!”
Fuuuuuuu! Hurry!
“I think it’s time to give up. “Let’s just talk about it?”
“Ugh! “Why, why is it so fast!”
Sooooo!
No matter how much we spread smoke, climb over walls, and hide in the darkness. Before I knew it, I turned my head and saw the saint’s ugly face creeping up over the fence.
I ran away and ran away until I ended up in a dead end alley.
As Baenix watched the huge body fill the alley, he thought that perhaps this might be the end of the dream he had had for a long time.
‘I wasn’t stealing… I was never stealing in front of the author!’
okay. stole it
Although we arrived at Siegfilund in one day, all of the ‘Holy Blood’ had long since disappeared. After checking, it was proven that the saint’s blood was only effective in preventing the strong infection effect of the group of creatures called ‘mutation blood’, but as the Thieves’ Guild said about its healing effect, there was a rumor among the village worms that
‘if you dip the saint’s blood in bread, you will get sick. They say it gets better.’
‘They say that if you apply the saint’s blood to your body, you can have that power.’
There was a rumor going around that the saint’s blood stains, which had been spread throughout the city, had been wiped away before even a day had passed.
All that was left were the contaminated and dried parts and the five bottles collected by the priests of the temple themselves.
When other alchemists I met while wandering around the city suggested going to the temple and somehow getting a bottle, Banix naturally joined in. Because the great unknown was watching him, he thought there would be a way.
Of course, the plan to place a cupboard to collect blood was to walk out from the back of the temple and say, ‘This is for the patients who still need to watch for the recovery of the infectious agent on behalf of the priests whose sacred power has been depleted by communication magic.’ However, it was destroyed by the saint who blocked the alchemists like a wall.
Even at that moment, when the rank and file were cheering at the trustworthy appearance, Bainix thought that this was also a great unknown guidance. Ah, he thinks that sharing one bottle between four people is not enough! That means you need all five bottles! no wonder. I wanted to hide a smoke powder that was so well made that it was a waste to give it to the thieves guild!
Believing in his fate that everything had worked out well from the beginning until now, he set off a smoke screen on the spot, stole the box of Precious Blood from the priest’s hand, and escaped.
Jerk. Jerk. Jerk.
As if he knew there was nowhere else to run, the blood-covered saint approached him with slow steps. To Baenix’s ears, the sound of those steps sounded like the bells of a boatman in the underworld.
Sadly, ‘the unknown that exists but no one has ever met’ did not arrange the great alchemy for him.
‘If I could just return this and apologize now…’
Baenix desperately searched for a way to survive, but soon gave up.
Just by looking at that hideously distorted face, you could guess it. Blood is the source of life. Even if you don’t know anything, you would feel an instinctive discomfort if your blood was treated carelessly in the hands of someone else. How much worse would it be if it was the precious blood of a saint.
Bainix closed his eyes tightly as his dream faded away.
‘….resolutely. I will go resolutely! The end of every alchemist is a new step toward the unknown called death! Resolutely. Resolutely….’
Sniff, sniff!
“Ugh! “Ugh!”
“…Why are you crying?”
“Please save me. Please forgive me just once… I will never touch the church’s items again… Ugh!”
Instead of being resolute, tears flowed helplessly.
I can’t put it down at all. Although he was afraid of dying, Bainix wanted to live because he could not admit that his destiny was not alchemy and that he was just a petty thief and not an alchemist.
However, the saint who blocked his path like an iron tower was as merciless as the traces of the battle.
A sharp ceremonial dagger sparkles in the moonlight and draws an arc. The moment Bainix closed his eyes.
Talk.
The saint placed in his hand the dagger that he had expected to swing with all his might to cut off his head.
“….huh?”
“I have to save him. Of course, you have to give it to live. Let’s see… If I say this, will we be able to have a conversation? Can you hear me? field. lee. me?”
“I can hear you! I can hear it…. No, I can see this and hear it, but this is….”
“Hmm. As expected, my friend was hard of hearing. For some reason, even when I called him that, he didn’t even look back. Are you completely deaf?”
“That’s not true, but…”
In fact, I at least noticed that the saint who was chasing me was saying something. Just of course, ‘Repent!’ ‘I will engrave a congratulatory message on the cathedral with your blood!’ I thought it was about the same. To be honest, if someone who looks like that chases after you in the middle of the night, there would be no one who wouldn’t feel numb.
Anyway, they said they would save my life.
‘It won’t be without a price. Seeing as he gave me a dagger… Are you planning to ask for my baby and thumb in the manner of a thief?’
….It didn’t matter what happened.
Baenix strengthened his resolve as he looked at the saint blocking the alley like a steel tower. If only I could live like this and still be an alchemist. Any chance of not having Bainix Griggs’ name as a petty thief was a good thing.
gulp.
Wow –
the hand holding the ceremonial dagger was tense.
“I… am ready.”
“Oh really? As expected, I saw the person correctly. “He’s quick-witted.”
When Banix, covered in tears and snot, answered, the professor looked around the entrance to the alley and came in front of him…
Sigh.
He held out his right arm, which had clear scar marks.
“…?”
“What are you doing. “Stab.”
“yes?”
“Stab. Oh, since I’m an alchemist, isn’t this kind of thing far away? “You haven’t stabbed anyone?”
Pooh wow!
Before Baenix, who was embarrassed, had time to respond, the saint’s large hand grabbed his hand and plunged the dagger deep into his arm.
Fishit!
The scent of blood spreading between the deeply embedded dagger and the narrow back alley.
Baenix’s reason stopped there. He had completely forgotten that he had been chased all this time, and the only thing on his mind was ‘If it falls to the ground, it will be polluted!’ I was just filled with these thoughts.
When he came to his senses, he had already taken out a vial from his bag with lightning-like movements and was collecting blood.
The
saint was looking down at him with a happy face.
“I will return the box to the Dodo Church, so you can take everything with you. Are you interested in anything other than blood? Like a saint’s bones, flesh, or eyeballs? Give it if you need it. Ah, is this too much of a necromancy thing?”
‘….Are you crazy? Is he the same person as the saint from the church earlier? Twins?’
Bainix didn’t know what was going on, but he nodded frantically and thought about accepting the saint’s offer.
In any case, freshly collected and pre-preserved blood in a bottle was much more valuable than day-old blood.
It seemed that the blessings of ‘Midge, who no one has met yet’, were not over yet.
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“name?”
“This is Be Bainix Griggs.”
“Bainic…s. Griggs. “What about your job?”
“As you can see, I am an alchemist. “I mainly study minerals.”
“He’s a mineral alchemist… I guess he’s the least versatile among alchemists?”
“Yes, yes….”
“What do you mainly make?”
“I don’t have anything to show you because I’ve used it all up right now, but it’s famous for its smoke powder, which the thieves’ guilds around here can’t live without. “I also make some mineral poison.”
“My main client is… the Thieves Guild. where are you? Three-legged rat? Dancing fingers? “Moonshadow?”
flinch!
“It’s a three-legged rat.”
“Sebal Jura… I’ve used this guild a few times.”
While I was momentarily taken aback by the familiar name, Lucilla, who followed me into the alley, looked at Baenix’s condition and gave me a reproachful look.
[….It’s a disaster! That’s why I said let’s go after that old bastard!]
[Uh-huh. Stay. I’m sure this guy has something.]
[There’s something! Alchemists are like a crow’s nest! There’s a lot of stuff piled up, but you don’t know if it’s treasure or trash! Just looking at that old man, he smelled like money! On the other hand, this person doesn’t sell potions, so he doesn’t have any cash, and he’s not even at the level to get a non-smoking permit from the guild. If he had a lot of ingredients, how would he pay, but when he just put the bag down, it made an empty sound! Empty! Teuung-!]
Guy. You’re so angry. Apparently, it’s because the switch that says ‘loss’ has been turned on.
As Lucilla said, Banix was an alchemist who was not of much value, either as a colleague or as an internal NPC.
To begin with, he was a very minor mineral alchemist and didn’t have a proper teacher, so he didn’t know how to make common ‘energy enhancers’.
Since the things he makes are only useful for night guests, at first glance, it’s easy to look like he’s just an alchemist.
But…well? Is that really all there is?
[Lucilla. Although I am not a business person. In the end, you know that the greatest asset is people, right? Same with Roman. The same goes for that fat monk who helped you get here from your home.]
[That’s… of course.]
[Now, let’s consider how a person’s value is determined. People are changing beings, right? I don’t know where or how I will grow. Look at this guy’s eyes.]
The
professor quietly moved his forearm, which was dripping blood, to the side. At that moment, Bainix’s hand, which had been looking very timid the entire time, moved like a machine and moved along the arm so smoothly that the blood in the vial did not even shake.
[Open your eyes to look at those eyes. Don’t you feel something?]
[Hmm… It’s a very familiar… feeling. I have a memory of something dangerous and unpleasant…]
[Right? Sound familiar? I know this well because I am a wizard myself, but those are truly ‘wizard-like eyes.’ Look at that overflowing obsession. Isn’t it amazing? That’s an innate talent. I liked the look in his eyes because it was like that of a wizard.]
[Ugh. Disgusting-]
[That’s what they say.]
Look at those bright eyes. He looks so engrossed as if the specimen and himself are the only two people in the world, right?
If you don’t get caught up in questionable science like alchemy, I’ll ask you right away, ‘Do you like water?’ I almost asked.
Anyway, it is certain that this guy will cause a big accident someday. These guys need to be taken care of.
[So… I’m saying he’s just a guy who looks like he’s about to commit something, so he came here instead of the alchemists who could make money right away. Personally, I think the lost opportunity cost far exceeds the expected profit, right?]
[We need to find out about that now.]
Alchemists are actually a profession close to primitive chemists. Among them, he is a particularly minor mineral expert.
Since he doesn’t have a teacher, he uses a completely different form of alchemy than the traditional alchemy method that focuses on potion combinations, and even has a wizard-level obsession recognized by wizards.
Isn’t this the material prepared for complete innovation? When it comes to innovation, I have a friend I know well. Did you know that he is the most famous gacha man in the world?
“Bainics.”
“Yes yep!”
“I was so merciful that I let you go, but anyway, you stole the church’s valuables in front of the church’s priests, right? “It was a planned crime committed not by individuals, but by a group of four people and even using carefully prepared alchemy tools.”
“That kind of thing!”
“Use! Listen until the end. By both imperial and religious law, you are a perfect criminal. Since they smoked that terrible smoke in front of the statue, if they were caught by the cult, they would be taken to the human bell tower of the famous Gwangmyeong Cult dungeon. Even if you are captured by the empire, you will be sentenced to 30 years of hard labor. “How am I wrong?”
“…Ugh! That’s right. I don’t even know why I did that… Ugh!”
Bainix realized his situation and started crying again, probably because he had a lot of tears. However, when I saw him corking a full bottle with one hand and finding a new bottle, I thought that it was definitely Ki-in.
The professor patted his shoulder with a saintly, kind smile.
“Shh. are you okay. are you okay. I told you at the beginning. “Are you interested in working together?”
“Work…?”
“Yes work! You are bad in this country anyway. I am escaping abroad and living a new life where no one knows what has happened! Teldrat, the golden country famous for wheat and beer! Sponsored by a great nobleman! There is no time to wash, sleep, or eat, just overflowing with research projects and abundant materials! “Don’t you feel happy just imagining it?”
“Sniff! Really… if that happens, it would be like a dream….”
“Okay! Lucilla! “Bring the contract!”
Don’t give yourself time to think. Now that we have escaped the fear of death and our reason is at stake, we have to proceed as quickly as we would stir-fry beans in a flash of lightning.
What Lucilla took out from her pocket was the contract I had ordered from her in advance. Since he couldn’t keep up with my speed anyway, I asked him to slowly follow me and make it, but he even finished making it and tied it up with a red ribbon.
A
big smile formed on the professor’s face as he watched the alchemist falsify a contract full of all kinds of poisonous slavery clauses.
‘Hehehehe. I’m going to catch a few more guys like this and put them next to Roman. ‘You’ll really like it because you’ll be short on hands for a while, right?’
For the delicate handling of reagents. With a passion for new materials. Even though it is heavy heating, it includes basic knowledge of chemical engineering.
The professor wiped his nose happily as he remembered his friend, who must be passionate about airborne engineering research in Teldrat right now.
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[Christmas Side Story] Chef Cook’s Christmas Special Menu
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Side Story: Psycho Gang Chef Cook’s Christmas Special Menu.
A refreshing winter morning where it’s quiet and you’re greeted by small clouds when you blow on your mouth
.
“hmm! good!”
A fat man wearing a shirt with bright blood stains on the hem smiled brightly as he brushed off a snow-covered sign.
[Chef Cook’s Pizza House]
Ah, maybe it’s that beautiful?
This fat man, who at some point called himself Chef Cook instead of his name, loved pizza.
He had some problems from a young age.
He was very interested in killing small animals.
In the end, how could one not love the great food that brought him back to being a human being after he passed from being a small animal to a two-legged animal that beat him up when he was just a little short of being a large animal, and ended up in prison.
As he kneaded and arranged the pure white dough, red tomato sauce, and fresh toppings, the bad thoughts that crept into his chest came out cleanly finished as pizza.
It’s a clean, smooth, and delicious process.
So every year, as part of my prison vocational training, I would send a letter to the address of the prison guard who taught me pizza. Although I haven’t received a reply for several years, it has been a lifesaver anyway.
Sak-sak-sak-
His day begins with cleaning the entrance to the store. Like this, I dusted off the signs, cleaned the dirty windows, and swept the snow-covered store fronts.
“Puuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
! ”
“Gaaaa…!”
Wow!
The same goes for scolding bad fish that target the store.
Slurp.
“Hmm… it’s not fresh.”
Although he had very poor eyesight, it was not difficult to distinguish between meat and customers. Because it was the area of instinct as a person in the restaurant industry.
Bad customers and meat who dress very dirty, smell bad, and knock on the door without opening it.
In contrast, people who are well-dressed, greet you warmly, order, and pay are customers.
Sometimes, when he was out of the store due to a shortage of ingredients, it was difficult to tell what was meat and what was customer, but fortunately, the kind customers knew that he had bad eyesight and showed him the pizza coupon first, so he was able to sort out the meat without much trouble.
Sometimes I felt like it was a really strange world, but when my head started pounding, I would calm my mind by washing the window or looking at the pure white dough. When the fragrant smell of hot pizza from the oven began to waft out, his hair returned to its pure white and clean state as if it had never happened before.
‘are you okay! ‘As always, pizza will get me going!’
His favorite moment of the day came when he finished cleaning the glass, which was full of dirty marks from melting snow.
[Closed]
Dalkak-
[Open]
A new morning has dawned, a new store has opened, and a new life begins.
Wow!
As he headed to the counter, wearing an apron covered in flour over his fat body, his face was filled with pure happiness.
Finally, the pizza I was looking forward to. Round, white, fluffy and oily. More beautiful than anything else….
“Hmm?”
Stutter.
“Hmm?”
Stuttering.
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.
does not exist.
The yellow box that was supposed to be full of fresh meat had no meat at all.
“Are there any ingredients?”
Crash!
A mysterious delivery man who always brings him meat before he wakes up. The yellow box was a symbol of mutual trust between him and Cook.
It was empty.
“There are no ingredients!!!!!!”
The man’s face, which seemed to contain all the warmth in the world, was horribly distorted, and tendons sprouted from his thick forearms, which he used to effortlessly beat down rough ingredients and nasty customers who came to rob the store.
“Those fucking delivery men stole my meat!!! It’s always been like that!!! Everyone is jealous of my store! Even the old bastards who destroyed the store saying it was a redevelopment area! Those damn beasts who were spreading rumors that my pizza wasn’t tasty!!!! “Trying to take the pizza away from me!!!!”
Quang! Quang! Quang! Quang!
Every time the chef’s thick hand hit the counter, it shook as if there was an earthquake.
Cook, whose eyes were bloodshot, walked out of the store holding a rolling pin and a specially made large kitchen knife in his hands.
“Pizza…. I have to make pizza…. Fresh pizza…. It’s okay…. How about making pizza!”
Quack!
“…everything will be okay. A chef is a cook. It’s a good store. “Pizza is the owner.”
Clap!
The store door opened and a cold breeze touched his furry arms.
[Open]
Dalkak-
[Closed]
Ttororock.
A tear fell from his bloodshot eyes due to the disappointment of the store closing during business hours.
Cook left the store for the first time in a long time in search of fresh meat.
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Czizyk-
[Survivors. Lose hope – crackle! Do not. We can recover. Merry Christmas! Share your love with each other. Don’t lose your dragon—. We survived. Merry Christmas.]
Soft snow falling.
A young man’s voice came from speakers installed all over the city, and Christmas carols stretched slightly as if they were coming from a tape that had been undone and wound once.
Not long after leaving the store, Cook’s throbbing headache gradually improved.
“It worked out better. It would be nice to serve some special pizza to the customers who visit us during these difficult times. Restaurants have to hold events like this sometimes to run well, right? When I first learned how to make pizza, I said, ‘Cooking begins with selecting the ingredients.’ Okay… I’m making pizza right now. Fresh ingredients….”
“Grrrrrr!!”
Kwasik!
“Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
!
As a top chef, Cook knew where to get the ingredients.
Not in urban areas.
Because his eyes get especially blurry when he stands in front of meat and customers, he could easily mistake the customers for meat and cut them up. Of course, kind customers would always carry store coupons for him and show them to him first, but it still happens once in a while. Any good caterer knew that even a single stain could lead to food poisoning.
It shouldn’t be too out of the way.
It used to be that way, but these days the number of wild animals has increased tremendously. As always, the government and police did not protect small business owners like him who run small pizza shops, and although he worked tirelessly to become strong as a self-employed person, it was not easy to get meat in a place on the outskirts that smelled of gunpowder.
So the place I chose was the central area located right in between.
This area, called a ‘crime-infested area’ among survivors, was an area that Dom had no choice but to neglect due to a shortage of management personnel due to the increased number of refugees. It was a place where people who had been pushed out of good positions due to lack of a separate group or weak survivability gathered. .
Of course, there was no way Cook, a madman, would have known such a thing. I just know that within the stable area of 47, there are many new deaths and fresh type 2 variants.
The people there were poor people who could not even purchase [Chef Cook’s Pizzeria Coupon (Genuine: If you get caught buying a counterfeit product, you’ll get pizza) – 2300 sil], which was sold as an essential item for survival in District 47 on the community exchange, so when they heard the sound of the chef’s large kitchen knife dragging on the floor, They were busy hiding like they were dead.
It’s
been two hours since the fat man with the big knife started wandering through the blizzard looking for ‘special’ ingredients for Christmas pizza.
Suddenly, the impatience creeping into his heart made him think, ‘Wouldn’t it be okay to have at least one guest?’ At a time when these thoughts were tormenting him.
Sniff.
‘The smell of blood!’
His sensitive nose, trained to discern fresh ingredients every day, caught the smell of blood.
“fresh ingredients! Fresh meat!”
Quang!
In his blurred vision, Cook heads towards the direction indicated by the smell of blood, smashing piles of rubble and slate at random. Soon, the source of the smell of blood caught his eye.
“Oh oh oh….”
There is. There was a special ingredient he had been looking for.
“….! …… ….. !!!”
A skinny girl, unable to speak, being dragged around by her hair among about six men holding sticks.
Pure white hair, bright red eyes, and bleached skin showing through rags. Anyone could see that she was a girl with a genetic disease called albinism or albinism, but to the chef, she looked completely different.
“It’s a rabbit. rabbit. “I haven’t seen a single rabbit in recent years.”
Even when attacked by that white-bodied, red-eyed wild dog, it only opened its mouth and could not speak, so I was certain it was a rabbit. They say that rabbits only cry when they die.
Rare and precious material. Now that he thought about it, Cook’s eyes began to boil with excitement as he remembered hearing customers who came to the store talk about rankers and rabbits.
“Perfect. It’s perfect!!! Perfetto!!! molto Perfetto!!!
A rare ingredient I found after wandering outside the store, wasting all my morning shopping time. A menu that has even been requested several times by guests.
It was truly the perfect ingredient.
“What the hell!”
“That apron… 47’s Pizza Psycho? Didn’t that bastard just walk on the street? “Why did you crawl all the way here!”
That’s it.
The chef lifted his kitchen knife. A wild dog was hunting a rabbit. Absolutely not. If you eat meat bitten by a wild dog, you may contract strange parasites or rabies, so it was a chef’s attitude to dispose of it quickly.
“Shit! It’s like a joke… As soon as you cross Area 47, you’ll be subjected to the ‘material hunting’ you’ve only heard about!”
“Don’t be scared! Barely one and no guns! Do you know how much that albino bitch’s body sells for? If we catch that psycho pig, roast it, and freeze that albino girl well and sell it on the black market, we can become mid-level scavengers in no time! Chaotic times like now are an opportunity for guys like us-”
Quaduk!
Before the man who appeared to be the leader could finish speaking, Cook’s kitchen knife cut his head in half.
“Ugh, we don’t treat cheap meat…! Chef Cook’s Pizza Place!!!!! Sigh! “The ingredients are so ridiculous!!!!!”
“Ugh!”
“Oh don’t come. Don’t come you crazy!!!”
Suddenly!
Taang! bang! Taang!
A large man rushed towards him, swinging a rolling pin, and the acrid smell of gunpowder from a homemade pistol wafted through the collapsed building in a crime-ridden area.
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Limping,
limping- clatter!
The streets have suddenly become dark and the bell rings forlornly.
The chef was sad. Something happened that his common sense could not understand.
A wild dog spits fire and gnaws its teeth. And no matter how incomprehensible something happened, a top-notch chef could get hurt while handling ingredients. The word ‘gun’ popped into my head, but it quickly disappeared along with the pounding headache.
In one hand, he held a rolling pin and a bloody kitchen knife. Carrying a trembling albino girl in his other hand, he hesitated at the entrance of the store and entered inside without being able to return the sign that said [Closed].
Tick.
“hmm?”
Tick tick.
“Is it a power outage?”
Of course. There is a power outage on a day like today.
It’s a store I’m familiar with, so there’s nothing particularly uncomfortable about it, but it’s still unpleasant.
Click, click, click –
roar!
Cook, who roughly treated the arms and legs bitten by wild dogs, collected water using a hand pump, lit a fire in the oven, and boiled the water.
When I thought about it, it seemed like a stupid idea to use up precious ingredients right away.
When you wash them well, feed them well, and raise them well so that they don’t get sick, you meet the best customer. Wouldn’t it be nice to make the best pizza at that time?
Thinking like that, I couldn’t bear it.
“…..! …? ….!! ….???”
So, I washed myself thoroughly in warm water and wrapped myself in an extra apron to keep my body temperature from cooling down.
Jjiiing-
“Umm ugh….”
Suddenly, my head started pounding. weird. Where is the big rabbit that came up to my knees? Is there a skinny kid here?
My head was going crazy. Oh, I didn’t make even one pizza today.
Cook threw away what he couldn’t tell whether it was a girl or a rabbit and hurriedly ran to where Doe was.
thud! thud!
Put the dough down on the wooden table, spread it out, and
shout!
I looked around and poured all the ingredients I could find on it. I’m so anxious that my hands are shaking, and I’m even more anxious because I know that the pizza made by trembling hands will be weird.
The fire was out and I was so anxious that I couldn’t tell what was what.
perhaps.
He was going crazy thinking that he might not be able to make pizza.
‘I am a chef. I’m not a murderer. I’m a chef. You can remain a chef!!!! Chef Cook’s Pizza Shop will be open for business as usual! Forever! certainly!!!’
He muttered endlessly, but he could tell. The dough and toppings before your eyes will turn into a terribly tasteless pizza.
Rattling rattling.
At that time, I was in despair because I couldn’t find the tomato sauce no matter how hard I groped with my trembling hands.
Hwareuk.
There was a small light next to his table.
“…is it a rabbit?”
Before he knew it, a bright red-eyed girl with water dripping from her still wet hair and an apron three times larger than her body wrapped around her body like a toga had grabbed one of the firewood from the oven with tongs and brought it to her side. For him who was fumbling around the table in a hurry.
It looks good now. I see pizza. The toppings were clumped together and scattered around, and the tomato sauce was pushed to the corner and spilled over.
With a dazed head and vision that goes from blurry to clear again and again. There
was
a sound that made Cook’s ears flash.
A growling sound echoed through the store and a girl with red eyes blushed.
When Cook heard that sound, he knew clearly what he had to do.
Under the light of a small firewood, scoop up the top of the spilled tomato sauce and spread it thinly.
Then carefully sprinkle the homemade cheese on top.
He carefully pushed what was probably the most delicious pizza of his life into the oven.
Crack. Crack.
Both the cook and the girl were waiting in silence, looking at the fire pit.
And finally, the moment the pizza comes out of the oven.
Whoa!
The moment when a happy smile appeared on the mouth of a small white girl in the warm heat and beautiful smell of freshly baked bread and cheese. As Cook looked down at the girl who dragged a wooden box from the kitchen and sat on it, puffing away at the hot pizza and eating it hungrily, the
dark desire to cut and tear something no longer remained in Cook’s heart. All that remains is gratitude to the girl who enjoys the pizza she made.
“No. “When I think about it, this pizza… I didn’t make it alone.”
dump.
Cook casually sat down in front of the gently burning oven and took a big bite of the pizza he and the girl had made.
There was too much basil, the tomato sauce on top of the toppings tasted a bit burnt, the cheese was lumpy, and the uncooked onions were spicy. It was so spicy it made me cry.
Pop. Pop.
“…? ….! …!! ….!”
Still, it was pizza. A taste that strangely brings tears to my eyes.
Seeing him suddenly crying, the girl didn’t know what to do, so she put down the pizza she was eating and offered him the rest of it. I guess I thought it was because it was a waste.
“…Rabbit. “Do you like pizza?”
“….?! …! …!!!”
Nod nod nod nod nod!!!
Cook burst out laughing as he saw the fluffy hair nodding frantically.
“Of course I am a top-notch chef, but… I have a few problems. Still, would you like to learn from me?”
“……”
Whoosh!
This time, the girl’s eyes were filled with tears.
Crackling-crackling-
[Survivors. Don’t lose hope. You survived. Merry Christmas! Have a happy time with your family. Merry Christmas.]
Beyond the store filled with green tiles and cute oil paintings, a soft carol was flowing from the speakers.
“Margherita. The name would be Margherita. “You… are now my apprentice.”
I was still confused and dizzy as I couldn’t figure out what was going on with my broken head.
Still, I can see it clearly now. A young girl with fluffy white hair, snow-white skin, and bright red eyes, biting into a mouthful of pizza.
Like the dough and tomato oven that were clearly visible to his blurry eyes. I could see the girl too clearly.
“Merry Christmas Margherita.”
“…..! …..!! ……!!!!”
One person will get the most delicious pizza in his or her life. The other person will receive pizza that is tasteless but has a strange taste.
The madman and the girl who met on Christmas had a warm and enjoyable evening, bathed in the warmth of the oven.
From that day on, Chef Cook’s pizzeria started using a girl with white hair and red eyes as an employee.
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