Our Dharma Masters are like this.

Chapter 59 Delicious
You can't just pull it out; you have to use a shovel to dig up all the tiny roots to harvest a whole moonflower.

While Zellir was busy with his work, Bev was playing around.

Several fluorescent butterflies were hovering and fluttering, and Bev was drawn to them.

"Bev, you should help me out too," Zellier said, sounding a little helpless.

"You can manage on your own."

Bev's voice was quite cheerful as she chased after the butterflies that were fluttering up and down. "Look how beautiful they are!"

The butterfly fluttered in the air a few times before flying deeper into the darkness of the forest.

"Come back, be careful, there might be monsters over there," Zellier warned.

Seeing that the environment ahead was indeed a bit eerie, Bev had no choice but to suppress her interest.

"All right……"

She obediently returned to Zelier's side, gathered her skirts, and squatted down to observe Zelier's process of collecting herbs attentively.

"Do you usually do your missions in places like this?"

"It's not that easy. This is the outer edge of the Graywood Forest, so there's not much danger here."

Zellier continued to dig deeper, "The missions I usually take on are to kill monsters, so I have to be careful at all times. If I let my guard down, I might end up becoming the prey instead of the hunter."

As he spoke, Zellier gestured with his chin toward a dense thicket of bushes nearby, "For example, there's a good chance something's hiding there."

"Huh? Really?" Bev turned her head to look.

"certainly……"

Zellier deliberately lowered his tone, trying to scare Bev, "What would you do if a goblin suddenly jumped out and charged at you right now?"

“I’ll turn around and run!” Bev replied without hesitation.

"wrong."

Zellir grinned mischievously. "You should do what I did and just smear its face with magic."

As he spoke, Zelier raised his hand, charged up his energy, and unleashed a Wind Blade spell.

"call out!"

The sharp wind blades instantly and cleanly sliced ​​the bushes flat.

"Squeaky!!!"

A piercing scream immediately came from the bushes.

Zelil and Bev were both stunned.

Is there really something inside?

The two of them cautiously walked over to take a look.

A plump rabbit was lying there, its hind leg just severed by a wind blade spell. Its body twitched a couple of times, and then it went still.

"what……"

Bev frowned slightly. "Poor bunny."

……

Half an hour later.

The campfire crackled and popped as Bev took a bite of the chewy roasted rabbit leg, squinting her eyes in bliss as she exclaimed with genuine admiration.

"The bunny smells so good!"

Zell also grabbed another rabbit leg and began to devour it.

There was no other way. Although it was unintentional, since he was already dead, it was better to roast him.

We can't waste it.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you." Zellier handed over another piece of roasted rabbit meat.

"Hmm...hmm..." Bev responded indistinctly, her eating manners completely unlike those of a young lady.

Strangely enough, she grew up in a privileged environment and was almost tired of eating all kinds of delicacies.

But this roasted rabbit, which hadn't even been seasoned, tasted exceptionally delicious to Bev.

Was it because they were hungry... or was it because they found the atmosphere novel? Soon, Bev and Zellier had devoured the rabbit.

Beverly was satisfied. She took out a silk handkerchief from her small leather purse and carefully wiped her mouth and fingers. Then she took out another handkerchief and handed it to Zellier, who was wiping his mouth with his sleeve.

"Here, here you go."

Zellier hesitated for a moment, then took it anyway. "Thank you."

The handkerchief carried a faint floral scent; Zellier felt it was a waste to use such an expensive fabric to wipe his mouth.

The two sat side by side on the soft grass, enjoying the rare tranquility of the fluorescent forest.

The campfire in front of us gradually died down, until finally, only a few scattered sparks popped open.

“It was really fun coming out with you today.” Bev hugged her knees and turned her head to look at Zellier.

I thought you would find it very difficult.

"It was a little tiring, but it was very fun."

Bev turned her gaze back to the floating specks of light, her voice tinged with melancholy.

"The noble children I've known since childhood are all arrogant. They only get involved with magic out of vanity, so it sounds more respectable and prestigious to outsiders."

"Every day it's either discussing which party is bigger or who bought a wand that costs hundreds of gold coins. It's incredibly boring. After studying for years, the only use for magic is the title I use when introducing myself to a lady at a ball."

"But you're different. You'll take risks, you'll fight, and you'll be better than them!"

"Actually, I just had no other choice," Zellier said with a self-deprecating laugh.

“It’s precisely because you had no other choice that you became so unique,” ​​Bev said earnestly.

"Yeah……"

When Zellier's gaze fell on Bev's face, he suddenly felt a sense of allure.

So he stopped talking and the two of them just sat quietly side by side.

……

After gathering moonflowers and enjoying roasted rabbit, the two returned to Blackrock Town by carriage.

The afterglow bathed the entire town in a warm golden hue. After waving goodbye to Beve, Zellier pushed open the door of the Nightflower Inn.

"You're back! I thought I wouldn't see you before I got off work."

Auro, who had been listlessly slumped on the counter, immediately straightened up happily to greet Zellier upon seeing him.

However, the smile on her face quickly froze, and was then replaced by an expression of surprise.

"You...you...your leg is healed?"

The Zellir before me was walking steadily, showing none of the awkwardness of his limping gait that morning, and he didn't even know where he had thrown his crutches.

Zellier simply smiled and offered no further explanation.

"A very powerful mage cured me."

"Mage..."

Auro blinked, as if she had thought of something. She scrutinized Zelier carefully before asking, "You...you're not a mage too, are you?"

“Yes,” Zellier readily admitted.

"Wow, that's amazing... I saw you had a rapier at your waist earlier, and I thought you were a swordsman or something," Auro exclaimed.

"What would you like to eat tonight? How about the beef shank with red wine sauce again? We received a batch of fresh veal from the kitchen today, and the quality is excellent."

"No, I've already eaten outside." Zellier waved his hand.

"Eh?"

Auro narrowed her eyes slightly. "Which restaurant's cooking is this? Is it even better than the Night Flower Inn?"

"Uh……"

Zellier was speechless for a moment.

He couldn't very well say that he had eaten roasted rabbit with some noble lady in the wild, so he could only laugh it off and sneak upstairs while Aurora was entertaining the other guests.

(End of this chapter)