After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

"What? Are you afraid of being mistaken for a kidnapper? Someone, there's a kidnapping here—"

"That's not something you can say!!!"

Aize, who was already a little tired due to the heavy pressure, was really panicked and hurried forward to cover the other person's mouth.

Then he calmed down, let her go, and waved his hand:

"Okay, stop making trouble and go away."

"Okay, see you next time, let's contact each other regularly."

The little girl walked to the entrance of the alley and turned back to ask:

"By the way, I haven't asked yet, what are you going to do next? Change your plan?"

"No, the plan remains the same and must not be changed."

Chapter 17 Self-taught

Although it is still unknown what Rosaline is trying to do, it is certain that her plan has not only begun, but is also progressing at a very fast pace.

In this case, there is no room for delay or avoidance.

The only way is to face it head-on.

It may seem a bit strange to say this to a former teammate, but it is the truth.

Therefore, not only can the plan not be changed, but it is also necessary to hurry up and reach the empire before her and make preparations.

Fortunately, the members of the Pure White Saint Sect will objectively become a burden and affect the speed of new recruitment.

So time is not too tight.

"Well, in any case, be careful. I'll keep an eye on the situation at the church for you, so don't worry too much. I'm already collecting the detailed information on the Pure White Saint Cult members you requested, and I'll send it directly to the Empire when I have the results. That's all, see you later."

After saying that, the intelligence director who borrowed the little girl's body hugged the doll in his arms, forced out an innocent smile that matched his appearance age, and ran out of the alley.

Once she came into the sight of the crowd searching for her, she released her remote control.

The confused little girl stood there, rubbing her eyes, and then threw herself into the arms of a nearby maid.

"Miss, why are you running around? The master and the mistress are worried to death!"

"Running around... No, I don't know. I fell asleep and ended up here..."

All in all, everything was fine.

After confirming this in the dark, Aize felt relieved and left from the other side of the alley without being noticed by anyone.

At this time, it was afternoon.

Aize, who had just returned from a trip, didn't have any luggage to pack, so he had a lot of free time before leaving tomorrow morning.

Aize was thinking whether to go back to sleep or finish some of the remaining work now.

Or just go somewhere for a stroll.

After a little thought, he chose the latter and immediately started walking towards the commercial street.

Because there was a place he wanted to go and say hello.

At this time, it was almost past dinner time, and most of the restaurants in the commercial street had passed their busiest period. Only the bustling customers were still dining.

Even the bustling business seemed a little quiet under the scorching summer sun, and the shade was filled with employees, merchants, vendors, etc. who were taking a short break.

The entire area entered a lunch break and slowed down temporarily.

Aize's target is a restaurant located on the corner.

It is old, remote and simple, and has basically no advantages except that it is clean and tidy.

So it's no surprise that business is mediocre, and at first glance there's nothing noteworthy about it.

The reason Aize came here was because Anna was here.

Anna, a mixed-race orphan with unknown blood relationship, is considered Alicia's half-sister.

After the previous incident in Tafia subsided, most of the mixed-race people in that village, except for those who joined the army, moved out of the city again and settled in the newly developed villages in the surrounding mountains.

Anna and a few others insisted on staying and planned to keep running the store.

When they were resting in Tafia, if Aize didn’t want to cook one day, he and Villian would come here to eat out.

Although the taste is good and the price is reasonable, it is run by a mixed-race person after all, and someone was killed in the past, so the business has not been good.

There are always a few tables sparsely populated.

But today, that is not the case.

"……ah?"

The familiar store was crowded with people.

The tables and chairs in the store were packed with people, leaving not a single empty seat after a series of obvious signs of table consolidation.

There were even a bunch of people queuing outside under the eaves and even under the scorching sun.

Such a scene, let alone in this store, has never been seen in all the countries in the world in the past two years.

It feels like the internet-famous store in Aize’s hometown.

It's really hot just looking at such a large crowd in the middle of summer.

Still annoying.

Aize's otaku nature made him dislike any crowded scenes, so he thought about just leaving.

Then--

"Hey? Brother? Are you back already?!"

In the crowd, a little black-haired girl wearing a business uniform that looked like a maid's outfit squeezed out and almost jumped in front of him.

During this process, her black horns hidden in her hair and hair accessories can be vaguely seen.

It was Anna herself.

"I heard from Sister Alicia that you and the witch sister won't be back for several days. What happened? Did you have a fight with the witch sister? Hehe, that would be... It hurts!!"

Aize flicked her head in annoyance.

"What are you talking about? I just had some urgent matters to deal with, so I came back early."

"Uh... yes... that's it..."

Anna rubbed her forehead with a look of grievance.

But soon, he regained his previous cheerfulness and said to Aize, almost jumping up and down.

"Compared to this, brother, look, look, this new product is a huge hit! I never dreamed that one day the store would have so many customers!"

Aize was a little confused:

"…new products?"

Considering the existence of such a heaven-defying thing as Warcraft, the abundance of food in this world is outrageous. Aze has seen things like grilled dragon ribs and Scylla sashimi.

But those are high-end ingredients that are hard to come by.

I can’t afford to open a small shop, nor can I run it.

Their guests can't afford it even more.

In this situation, what new product can be developed to attract so many people to line up?

unimaginable.

But there is no need to imagine.

"Yeah! Come on, this way!"

The little girl had already pulled Aize's sleeve, walked around the crowd in front, came to the other side of the house, and brought him into the kitchen through the back door.

After letting him sit in a seat in the corner, she immediately placed a plate of food in front of Aize.

"……This is?"

ice.

To be more precise, it was ground into a paste and topped with jam made from wild berries.

In simple terms, it means——

“…Shaved ice?”

"Yes! It's what my brother mentioned when we came to eat before. Back home, the food is called shaved ice... or should it be considered a dessert? Anyway, that's what I meant!"

It's not difficult to understand.

In this scorching hot weather with no air conditioning or electric fans, and with all the hard physical labor involved, having a bowl of shaved ice is truly the ultimate enjoyment.

Aize picked up the spoon, scooped some and put it into his mouth.

Cool!!!

The slightly astringent wild fruit flavor is not what Aize likes.

In his original world, he actually preferred iced fat otaku happy water and chocolate-flavored ice cream, shaved ice, smoothies, and the like, but he didn't eat that much.

But in this case, why would you need a bicycle if you can have something cold to eat?

Shuang is over.

"Uh-huh……"

Aize didn't even say a word of praise before scooping another big spoonful into his mouth.

So much so that my tongue was numb and my teeth were chattering.

Anna leaned against the table, holding her face in her hands, and asked with a smile:

"How does it taste? How does it compare to my brother's original world?"

"Shaved ice is just ice, what's the difference?... Yeah... But, it would be even better if it had orange or lime flavor!"

"what is that?"

"It's a fruit from my hometown. It tastes similar to... No, I shouldn't be talking about this now."

Ai Ze rubbed his face, which was somewhat numb from the low temperature, put down the spoon and asked:

"Where did you get so much ice?"

In this world, even the lowest-level ice magician can easily create ice cubes, so there is no need for troublesome things like ice cellars.

But magic itself is monopolized by the association, and the number of people is extremely small. The service of ice making, like other magic used in daily life, is extremely expensive.

"As you know, magic is a noble and pure miracle, the great crystallization of human will, and our magic weapon against foreign enemies. Therefore, it cannot be excessively abused for such mundane things! That's why the price has to be increased."

A human magician whom Aize had met in the past once said so.

Essential monopoly + hunger marketing, it’s annoying to listen to.

Therefore, cold drinks and desserts are usually only available at banquets of aristocrats or wealthy businessmen, and the quantities given are often extremely stingy.

If those magicians saw this kind of thing being mass-produced and sold at a very low price, they would probably be so angry that smoke would come out of their heads and facial features.

Anna's response to this question is:

"Of course I made it myself!"

"you!?"

"Um!"

The little girl looked so proud and held her head high with all her might that she almost fell backwards.

"Anna, we're out of ice. Please make some more!"

"Good~"

Several kitchen helpers scooped several buckets of water from the water tank, placed them on the ground, and then hurriedly retreated several meters away.

Anna rolled up her sleeves and walked forward, raised her palms to them, and closed her eyes.

There was no chanting, no movement, and after a brief delay, blue light emanated from her palm.