Adventurers Are Obsessed With My Cooking

Episode 67. Casting the bait

Arrived at Felon.

The reason I came here is because I’ve been using this place as my base for the longest time.

It also means that there are a lot of people who need help.

Of course, there are not many players.

At most, the Angelic Slime Gilma that I learned about recently because of the buff dish?

I have already asked that person to escort the children, and he has accepted.

Of course, you will have to pay the price separately later.

‘Recently, I became close with the lord of Pellonia.’

Come to think of it, cooking has helped me a lot in forming my personal network.

Because it was a fixed party before, I spent most of my time with the party members.

Because of that, I had few opportunities to get close with other people.

I was also busy raising my talents.

If I had to say the person I got close to at that time, would it be Laura-san?

We met while running part-time jobs to earn some money.

“Now what are you going to do?”

Mr. Laura walks beside her and asks.

“First… I want to meet the lord here.”

“Lord of Felonia?”

“Yes.”

“Baby, do you have a relationship with the lord here?”

“Just a little… You know. It’s all thanks to my cooking.”

“Oh, come to think of it, he was famous for being a great gourmet, right?”

“As expected, Ms. Laura, her intelligence is unmatched.”

Her steps stopped.

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“But, it must be difficult at this time? It’s been a long time since the evening time has passed.”

“Ah…”

I hadn’t even thought about that.

“I can see that Mr. Jeon is trying to be proactive. But, aren’t you in a bit of a hurry?”

“Hmm…”

“I’ll help you, so tell me what you want to do now.”

I let out a big sigh and slowly looked around.

Just in case someone is watching.

If you’re wearing a disguise, you won’t be able to recognize it anyway.

Because the opponents will also be pros.

If you’re a contractor in this world, you’re strong enough to use the portal while tricking even the priest of the temple with a disguised identity.

There’s no way you can easily see through it.

‘That’s why I brought a whistle…’

Unfortunately, whistles for self-defense are not all-purpose.

First of all, the detection range is very narrow.

And in a crowded place like a city, it is difficult to identify the killer even if you notice the approaching killer.

It is the flare of the goddess that protects that weakness, but a professional assassin will not openly reveal that he will live in a crowd like this.

“Let’s go somewhere quiet first. I’ll tell you.”

“So, then, would you like to go to our building?”

“With your permission.”

She smiled lightly and took the lead.

Departing from the temple of Felon, we arrived at the place after a short walk to the mansion owned by Weekly Douglas.

In this world, the closer you get to the temple, the more expensive the land.

Yes, because it is the safest.

So, if you want to buy this mansion too, the cost will be enormous.

I pay homage to Laura-san’s ability to own such a mansion, even though she is not at the forefront of dungeon raiding.

There’s no such thing as a separate auxiliary class called reporter, but he’s the one who took advantage of his job on Earth to create the first official press organization that didn’t exist in this world.

“What are you looking at? Come on in. It’s not the first time, is it?”

“Yes. Excuse me.”

It’s safe if you’re inside the mansion.

No matter what you talk about, you won’t have to worry about spilling over to those who are targeting me.

‘It’s been a while.’

It’s been a long time since I’ve come here, so I have a new feeling.

I often stopped by this place in the past to provide information about the hidden quests to be published in the column of the daily information magazine.

It was a job I preferred because it was more profitable than clearing most quests.

Thanks to that, it helped me a lot to improve my characteristics.

I followed Laura into a room.

It was a specially designed space that was completely cut off from the outside world, and no one could eavesdrop on it.

“Then let’s hear what you think? What are you thinking? In the first place, who is trying to kill you and why?”

“You’ll keep the secret, right?”

“Of course. No matter how much I do, I have no intention of publishing an article about a matter where people’s lives are at stake, so don’t worry.”

I nodded with an expression of trust in you and started talking.

“First of all, I want the eyes of those who are targeting me to be directed only to me. No matter how much I have an escort, I absolutely want to avoid putting my comrades in danger.”

“So?”

“I’m going to ask the lord here to run a street vendor in Felon. Then all the guys who aim for me will gather here, right?”

“Is that so? If it were me, I’d prefer to take hostages.”

He narrowed his forehead.

It’s not like I didn’t think that way.

So I deliberately requested an escort from the Angelic Slime side for a while.

“I know it’s highly likely, but probably won’t. There are no phones in this world. I won’t be holding hostages needlessly by contractors who run for money without any grudge against me. That’s too risky. .”

“Certainly… If they do something like taking hostages, they’ll move from the lord or the temple.”

He nodded again.

“That’s right. If it were Earth, I could contact you by phone and threaten you to come quietly because I’m holding hostages, but that’s impossible here. Of course, there is a way to use people, but this is also a huge waste. If you deal with it, it will be over.”

“What is the basis for being a contractor?”

“I know. Who hired you to kill me?”

“What!? If you know that, you can report it to the lord right away and arrest him!”

I shook my head slowly.

“There’s no evidence.”

“That’s true, but…”

“Besides, the lords here are having a hard time with the summoner. I won’t move unless there’s really solid evidence.”

“Hmm… Sure.”

“So I’m thinking of throwing a bait for them.”

“Bait?”

I started to explain the plan.

Some simply trust her, but the reason she bothers to explain her plan is that she needs her help.

She has a huge number of informants all over the place.

“Okay. I’ll help you. Instead, you know what? Your cooking.”

“Of course.”

“Then, I’ll call Salem right away. You’re saying they’re there, right? Someone’s targeting you.”

I nodded again.

* * *

The next day.

Rumors began to circulate in the city of Felon.

Rumor has it that the recently uproarious courtesy cook has been doing business in Pellon’s Plaza for several days.

It was also a limited edition of 100 people, so it was known among the players and residents of Felon that if you didn’t line up in advance, you wouldn’t even have a chance to taste it.

Then the street vendor business started.

“Oh, 50,000 gold? How much does a dish cost?”

“If you don’t have money, you’ll fall out. They say that the dish you’re selling this time has a much better effect than the one you auctioned off last time in Salem?”

“More than that?”

“Even said it was twice as good.”

“Two, two times? Twice that monster dish? Really, if you have a dish like that, even our party can target the Abyss!”

Of course, the business went very well.

Even though it was sold for a whopping 50,000 gold.

The sale dish is bulgogi tacos using oak meat.

I deliberately set up an expensive menu.

Since the attribute level is superior to that of selling in Salem, the effect has increased by almost twice.

People who have never been to an oak field must be hearing this story for the first time.

Thanks to that, the dish sold like hot cakes even when sold for 50,000 gold.

No cumbersome methods such as auctions were used.

Sales are unconditionally first-come, first-served.

And they didn’t sell cheap food like soup.

‘Absolutely not.’

Maybe the guys who wanted to kill me could buy some food and become stronger.

Because of that, I insisted on 50,000 gold.

I heard from Laura that an average of 100,000 gold is required when requesting a kill targeting a player near my level.

I chose this price because there would be no stupid assassin who would buy my food at the expense of all the commission fees.

* * *

Day 3 of street vendor business.

The whole of Fallon was noisy with the story of Jeon Tae-min’s street stall.

The first thing anyone would say to aristocrats, players or ordinary adventurers, was about food stalls.

I want to try it just once, or I tried it.

After the cooking story, the story about Jeon Tae-min began.

Not only trivial information, but even private life was talked about.

“Every day?”

“Oh, is that so? They say that they stop by the mill every morning without missing a day to get fresh flour. And that alone.”

“Ah, the flour is fresh, it’s all the same flour.”

“I heard that too? I heard that vegetables are only harvested that day?”

“What the hell… How much effort do you put into making one taco? Does that really mean anything?”

“Man! That’s why you get such a monstrous buff!”

In particular, the story of running with your feet to find ingredients for cooking every day to get the best taste attracted people’s attention.

Rumor has it that people get up early in the morning before they even wake up and visit farms in each village, not just a city.

Of course, this was a disinformation concocted by Laura Douglas.

However, to the extent that it is strange to say that it is false, Jeon Tae-min left the dorm alone every morning and went around each village.

In fact, he also bought flour and various vegetables.

‘Ha, this place is called Felon, so it’s filthy expensive. If the quality isn’t different from Salem, what’s the point? Is it the land price or the labor cost? What’s the matter?’

“Then, why don’t we go out early in the morning and talk to each other as if we just happened to meet? Do you know? Can you make me a free meal?”

“Please Arthur… Don’t you know that artisans hate stuff like that?”

“Is that so?”

“I heard someone did that last time and was completely blacklisted? Even if I brought 10 million gold, I would never sell food to someone like you.”

“Really? Wow, as expected, drummer is different no matter what.”

Rumors like this started to spread, and it was the third day again.

Finally, the fish bit the bait.

A straight road from the eastern gateway to Felon to the nearest wheat farm.

It was early in the morning, before the sun had risen, when Jeon Tae-min was walking along the street alone.

A group of five masked men blocked his way.

“Kaka, surprise! Who are you?”

“…I was waiting. Jeon Tae-min.”

‘Ha, these bastards, don’t they surprise you because there are a lot of people? Well, even if I tried, it would have been useless.’

A little while ago, the sound of the whistle for self-defense hanging around his neck was ringing loudly in Taemin’s ears.

“Take care of it!”

“Who’s taking care of who?”

Taemin already had the flare of the goddess in his hand.

He threw it away and shouted.

“You picked the wrong person, you bastards!”

Pyuuu- boom!

The flare exploded.

[The blessing of the goddess has landed on your head. Reduces damage taken in person-to-person combat by 30% for 5 minutes.]