Saint? No! I’m Just a Passing Beast Tamer! Volume 3 by Inumajin

Author:Inumajin [INUMAJIN]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: J-Novel Club
Published: 2023-05-10T00:00:00+00:00

“He ate it!” Fenrir exclaimed in awe as Zag’giel steeled his nerves and went to devour the creature.

“Such courage!” marveled Elizavett.

The “sandwich” wailed a horrible, unearthly death shriek as Zag’giel bit down. He chewed furiously until it was nothing but homogeneous paste, and swallowed.

“W-Well?” asked Fenrir.

“It’s not going to burst out of your stomach, is it...?” wondered Elizavett.

The two watched, worried, as Zag’giel sat silently for a moment. Suddenly, his eyes snapped open. “Delicious!” he declared.

“Whaaaaaat?!” The other two furballs reeled.

The light texture and natural sweetness had indeed been a perfect match for carrot salad. There was a subtle sourness to it as well. Perhaps the carrots had been boiled with orange peel to lend subtlety to the flavor. It was, indeed, a thoroughly refreshing morsel.

“Mother’s cooking really does taste good,” Alus whispered quietly so only Zag’giel could hear. “But sometimes she produces these mysterious living creatures instead of regular food. Perhaps it’s because her aesthetic sense is so strange. She always calls them cute...” Alus grabbed one of the hell monsters out of the basket himself and took a bite. “See? It really is enjoyable food, as long as you close your eyes and plug your ears as you eat. And through some sorcery or other, they’re quite nutritious as well. The gentlemen from the militia have been looking much more robust ever since they learned to tolerate mother’s cooking...”

Other than appearances, the mysterious life-forms were the perfect foodstuff. That was the true miracle of the Archsage Aleksia’s cuisine.

“We see...” said Zag’giel. “Then that is why Kanata insisted on helping to prepare dinner last night...” She had been watching her mother closely to make sure she didn’t do anything strange in a fit of passion.

“Gah ha ha!” Boldow laughed. “Your sandwiches are the best, Leksi! I must be the luckiest man in the world to have got me a wife who’s so handy in the kitchen!”

“Oh, you!” Aleksia blushed.

Boldow had been eating Aleksia’s cooking since he was a young man, and had gotten used to its strange appearance. Or perhaps his will had simply been broken.

The family did their best to ignore the screams of the sandwiches as they ate.

“We suppose she, too, is one of Kanata’s parents, after all...” Zag’giel muttered. He plugged his ears to block out the sound—he was fairly sure he could hear faint screams coming from inside his stomach.

† † †

It had been one week since Sir Theodoric’s Temple Knights had lost sight of the Corpse Princess Elizavett.

“Our entire army has been searching for the witch, but there’s been no sign of her anywhere...” Theodoric’s voice was calm, but the quiet anger in his eyes had the Temple Knights standing at attention in front of him sweating with fear.

It was not known how far the girl could travel with that teleportation spell of hers, but it shouldn’t matter. The Holy Church had believers watching in all corners of the world. It was true that Saint Marianne had turned apostate, but the effect of that development was still localized.

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