The Taste

When Stark apologized to Fern.

Rienta took out her research notes in that field and handed them to Frieren.

She said, "Lady Frieren, take a look at this?"

Frieren took the notebook with some confusion and asked, "New magic?"

"Yes," Rienta nodded, explaining, "It was an inspiration I got from Frieren during the exam."

"I spent some time last night setting up the framework for this magic."

Frieren entered the room, sat down at the table, and began to peruse the book.

The two who were playfully fighting stopped at this moment.

Fern glared at Stark and then went into the room.

He looked at Rienta and asked, "Was the reason Rienta suddenly unleashed his magical power last night because he was researching new magic?"

"Alright, come on, Fern, sit down and have some tea."

Fern saw through Rienta's perfunctory attitude.

He gave a soft hum and didn't press the matter further.

The three of them sat down at another table and drank tea.

After receiving a signal from Rienta, Stark cleverly inquired about the exam.

Fern wasn't really angry; he started telling Stark about the exam.

Although they were all trivial matters, Stark listened with great pleasure.

When they heard that Fern had been ambushed, they would gasp in alarm.

Half an hour later.

Frieren finished reading the notes.

He approached the group and returned the notebook to Rienta.

He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said, "Very good magic, very suitable for magicians who manipulate matter."

"It's just that the requirement for magical power is a bit too high."

At this point, Frieren's gaze fell upon the magical power emanating from Rienta.

"However, it shouldn't be a big problem for you right now."

After all, they were disciples who spent every day together.

Even though it's been suppressed, it still feels much stronger than before.

Moreover, the magic that enveloped most of the hotel last night originated from Rienta.

"Haha." Rienta laughed smugly.

Seeing that Fern had forgotten what had just happened, he said:

Let's find a place to celebrate that the three of us passed the first round of testing.

"Does Lady Frieren have any recommendations?"

Frieren thought for a moment and said, "I went to a really good restaurant when I came here with Himmel before, but it was a bit pricey..."

"Don't worry, money is not a problem," Rienta said confidently.

Since defeating the Red Mirror Dragon, the team has never had to worry about money.

So far, it has only spent less than one-fifth of its value.

This is despite the fact that he has created many large kitchen appliances.

Frieren asked with some confusion, "Didn't Rienta say before that the funds weren't quite sufficient?"

Rienta, Fern: "..."

Fortunately, at this moment, Stark raised a question.

"That was eighty years ago, wasn't it? Is that shop still there...?"

Rienta quickly said, "We'll know once we go and see."

"Lady Frieren, please lead the way."

After saying that, he didn't forget to give Fern several winks.

In the end, Frieren managed to distract herself.

She led everyone to the restaurant she remembered as having good food.

Rienta had figured it out on her way here.

It was only so that Frieren could take the First-Class Mage exam.

That's why it's said that the funds weren't enough to maintain the lifestyle of having desserts every day after recruiting First-Class Mage.

However, Frieren has now successfully passed the First-Class Mage exam.

Furthermore, they did not recruit any other First-Class Mages.

Therefore, there's no need to lower your quality of life because of this.

After sitting down inside the shop.

Rienta waved her hand and said, "Order as much as you like, it's no problem."

Fern was aware of the team's financial situation.

Without being polite, I ordered several desserts.

Rienta had given him twenty Schtrahl coins before, and he had only spent a few so far.

As for why Frieren wasn't given...

On Frieren's recommendation, Stark ordered an omelet rice.

Frieren ordered a large plate of grilled pork chops.

Rienta's choice is pork chop + omelet rice + dessert.

Just as she finished ordering, Rienta caught a glimpse of Dunkel entering the room out of the corner of her eye.

After exchanging greetings, Dunkel and his teammates sat down on the other side.

Rienta did not approach her to start a conversation.

Although I was very interested in their magic, the exams weren't over yet.

Before long, all the dishes were served.

Stark was already used to Frieren's astonishing appetite.

After taking a bite of the omelet rice, he said, "Delicious! It's comparable to Rienta's cooking."

After so many years of cooking, Rienta's culinary skills are quite good.

I took a closer look at the omelet rice in front of me.

After taking two bites, he said to Stark:

"It's really good, and the method is simple, so replicating it shouldn't be a problem."

Frieren, also full of anticipation, cut off a piece of steak and put it in her mouth.

It doesn't taste the same as it did eighty years ago.

However, it tastes much better than it did back then.

Frieren cut off another piece and put it in her mouth, saying to Rienta:

"Rienta, try this steak and see if you can replicate it."

Upon hearing this, Rienta also tried it.

Then, somewhat awkwardly, he said:

"This steak must have a secret recipe; it's unlikely to be a perfect replica..."

At this moment, Fern asked, "What about dessert?"

"This should be fine..."

The following day at noon.

While Rienta was continuing her research on domain magic in her room.

Frieren found him and asked, "Rienta, are you free?"

"Yes, what's wrong, Frieren?"

Rienta closed her notebook and looked at Frieren with curiosity.

I made Fern angry.

"?"

Frieren explained, "It was supposed to be my turn to buy supplies today, but I overslept."

"Fern doesn't talk to me anymore."

Rienta sighed.

I also bear some responsibility for this; I added fuel to the fire the day I returned.

He knew perfectly well that Fern was the type of person who would hold onto her anger until it finally exploded.

Fortunately, Rienta had a lot of experience in handling such situations.

After all, this has happened many times before.

Yesterday's suggestion to go out for a nice meal was the best solution.

Thinking of this, Rienta said to Frieren:

"Let's go find Stark and bring him back first."

Before leaving, Stark told Rienta about the place where he was training.

At the edge of a cliff.

Stark is meditating.

An old man beside him said calmly, "This is the realm of nothingness; you have grasped the true essence of martial arts."

"I have nothing more to teach you."

After saying this, the old man left, leaning on his cane.

Rienta and Frieren also found their way here.

After the old man had walked away, Frieren asked curiously:

"Stark, who is that old man?"

"I don't know him either," Stark himself was puzzled. "I don't know why he always talks to me when I'm practicing."

Rienta: "..."

If nothing unexpected happens, this old man is most likely some kind of hidden master.

It's unlikely he's a neurotic old man.

It wasn't unusual for Stark to be bothered by strange people along the way.

"Stark, we need your help."