My Beloved Dog is the Strongest in Another World

We talked about portable food

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The more I knew about the difficulties of magic, the more impressed I was with Mr. Euto’s abilities.

There was no magic he could use, and the Gift meant he had infinite magic energy.

My Weed Cultivation certainly felt inferior in comparison… But it also seemed like it was more than I could handle, so I was not jealous.

My ability was very useful. And I had to think of more ways to put it to use.

“Nicholas. You sounded like you were having fun. King of like Mr. Sebastian.”

Phillip said jokingly as we sat around the fire and ate our dinner.

“Well, it is easy with Mr. Takumi. I do think I understand Mr. Sebastian a little now…even though I don’t have nearly as much knowledge as him.”

“Ah, speaking of which… I heard that in most households, they use the candle spell… But it did not work at all when I used it.”

After all, it was a simple spell that nearly anyone could use.

At least, that is what Sebastian told me when he first taught me how to use it.

“Well, people only used it with properly dried out firewood, not branches picked off of the ground. Besides, they generally use a little cloth soaked in oil as well. At least, in less poor houses.”

As the job was always done by Leo or servants whenever we camped out like this… You could say this was a rare opportunity to learn about such things.

“Still, this soup really is good. And probably healthy, as there are so many things inside.”

“Yes. It is one of the first things I noticed while working at the mansion. Though, we will only be able to eat it on the first day. At least this bread that Mr. Takumi found is good too.”

“I’m glad that you liked it. I had eaten the pasta before, so thought it might be good.”

The soup was filled with all kinds of vegetables and had been boiled for a long time so that there was almost nothing solid remaining. But it warmed the body and seemed healthy.

“Before working at the mansion…well, while I was training. Most of the food was quite bad…”

“Don’t make me remember that… But what can you expect from portable food? It’s all about preservation and portability. So it’s rarely delicious.”

Phillip answered with a look of distaste. He must be remembering his harsh training with Mr. Ekenhart.

When speaking of it to me and Tilura, he had looked like he was on the verge of tears. While I was interested, I did not want to experience it for myself.

Well, what he said about the food was no surprise.

They did not have canned food here. So I wonder how they preserved it?

We had never eaten anything like that when traveling.

“What is this portable food like?”

“Indeed… There are different kinds. The most common is dried meat. Salted orc meat.”

It sounded like beef jerky. But surely something like that would not be seen as so bad.

But then again, the beef jerky they sold in stores was covered in various spices.

So perhaps it would taste quite different.