I Became an Extra in Manga Game - I Became an Extra in Manga Game chapter 181

“Nanny, didn’t you say you were going on a diet this time?”

Seria laughed as she watched the nanny eat pastries and croissants that were baked with plenty of butter after mixing black tea with plenty of honey and milk and dipped in fresh cream.

The smell of savory butter is fragrant. When you put it in your mouth, it is salty but not greasy and savory, and the outside is browned well, so when you chew it, it adds flavor with a slightly seared taste instead of a burnt taste.

If you take a sip of sweet and fragrant black tea with a mouth full of salty air, it is truly heaven.

Even if I put the bread in my mouth again from the beginning, I did not get tired of it.

Then, if you feel a little tired of the taste, eat it with various berries and sour fruit mashed, and you will feel luxurious in your mouth again.

At Seria’s words, her nanny grabbed the tip of the rolled croissant and took a bite of the yellow flesh as if unwrapping it, and answered.

“However, our princess’s status is getting higher and higher as time goes on, so how can she endure it? I am so happy every day that I don’t think about dieting.”

“Puh. Aren’t you making excuses because you just want to eat something delicious? and alas. Because I’m not the crown princess yet.”

To the words of Seria, who always looked like a young angel in front of him, her nanny elegantly brushed off the crumbs from her mouth and answered.

“But soon. Even though you have such a trait, isn’t there only one day left for His Majesty the Emperor to announce?”

When you take a bite of mashed fruit on top of a croissant that has been ripped off long, it is savory and salty, and the flavor of butter seems to flow from your mouth to your nose.

In addition, the flavor of butter, which may be too much, is added to the taste with the sourness and texture of the fruit, and finished with black tea at the same time.

“Some people who don’t know what to say say that dieting tastes like something you’ve already eaten, so you don’t have to eat it. It’s scary because I know the taste.”

Putting it in your mouth would make you feel so delicious and happy, but how can you put up with it?

Seeing the nanny drinking black tea with a happy face again, Seria laughed.

“Right, nanny. Are you afraid of the taste you know?”

It’s just food.

The same goes for power and wealth.

Because the more you enjoy them, the more you want them.

Commoners say that. The imperial family and nobles had so much, so why did they squeeze so hard to have more?

Even if you don’t have to be greedy anymore, it doesn’t matter if you have a trait that actually doesn’t matter. I can’t earn money because I don’t have the ability, and I don’t have to starve, so why are you like that?

‘Because I know the taste.’

How sweet power is, how happy a lot of money is.

If this is how much she enjoys as the first princess, what about being in the position of emperor?

The largest and strongest human empire on this continent. How thrilling would it be to stand at the peak of Tateria?

Seria took a sip of the tea with a smile as if closing her eyes, then placed the cup in the air, and the cup slowly moved and sat down on the table.

Seeing that, Seria’s nanny looked at her with a very loving look and opened her mouth.

“Every time I see it, I am so overwhelmed and ecstatic. Princess Hwang Tae-nyeo.”

“so do i.”

How unfortunate would be a human who does not know this sense. Waves of mana felt in the flow when the wind blows.

This pleasant sensation of having one more invisible hand in control of it.

“Does it make sense that you lived without knowing this?”

I should say thank you to Adelian, who is stupid, has no eyes to see, and has bad luck.

I gave you that good thing.

“The church said that even minor side effects would be taken care of.”

Seria rolled her eyes and smiled.

* * *

“Oops, I’m dying.”

“It’s tough.”

The woman rubbed her shoulder with her other hand, tapped it, and lowered her eyes.

“It’s not mean.”

Do you know how hard it is to separate flesh from bone? Besides, isn’t the skull the hardest part of the human body?

The captain knows how meticulous it is to pick it up piece by piece with just a single dagger, and how much strength is required in the hands and the use of shoulder muscles.

Ah, if you smoke a good cigarette at this time and smoke it, kya. It would be very in the arms of God.

“Are you going to breathe?”

The man shook his head once when he saw the woman next to him who was mumbling as if he could hardly be heard, but pronounced it very clearly in a tone that stuck well in his ears.

“Even if you shave this guy’s beard in the morning, it’ll come up rough around lunch time.”

“In the evening, you can actually see it.”

The woman’s eyes lit up as the man took out a wad of wax-soaked cloth from his bosom and pulled out a live cigarette.

“Damn boy. It wasn’t like I was handing out one last time.”

After that, I pretended to be sick, sad, and distressed, and looked at the cigarettes reduced considerably in the barrel.

“It will bloom well!”

“Come on, you bastard.”

Both of them perched on a patch of leaves on the bloodstained stone and looked down the hill, swallowing thick cigarette smoke.

“It always makes my heart calm.”

“Your taste is like a weird guy.”

“Aren’t you the captain?”

The man smiled at the woman’s questioning eyes.

Even if red paint was dissolved in water and sprayed, how much paint would you have to use to get that kind of light?

It looks like a bloody nail has formed in the center of the village where there was no reservoir.

A bonfire seat made of bones piled up around it with humans sticking to a pole and spread out.

The acrid smell of black smoke and blood blew in the wind and tangled up to this hill.

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“It’s a landscape that’s familiar and uninspiring.”

“what the. Sensitivity and faith have dried up.”

Even today, the emotional mana squeezed out by guiding people into the arms of the Holy Spirit will make the Holy Ghost more perfect. The man shook the ashes at the sight of the woman smiling single-mindedly.

“daisy.”

“yep. Captain.”

“When was the last time you came under me as the leader of the sacrificial ceremonial group?”

“Has it been about two years?”

The man shook his head with a look in his eyes, wondering if two years would still be the case.

“If the sacrificial search team gives a signal, we will move right away, so smoke a cigarette quickly.”

At the man’s words, the woman called Daisy put a cigarette in her mouth, picked up a thin twig from the floor, and scratched the bloody crusts under her fingernails before opening her mouth.

“Captain McKen. By the way, I saw it in the newsletter I received once in a while, is that true?”

McKenn, who had been rubbing his rough chin at Daisy’s words, looked at her with tired eyes.

“Did you steal mine again?”

“no way. The captain’s is mine, and mine is the captain’s. And don’t steal It was spread out with kindness as if it were me.”

It’s unfair. I’m not one of those subordinates who easily tamper with the captain’s private life and personal items. As he pounded his chest, McKenn touched his forehead and replied.

“What is the fact you are asking about?”

“The princess.”

Is it really a side effect? Did the church take care of it?

Seeing Daisy whispering, McKen scratched her slightly drooping eyes and smiled.

“Can it be?”

For those outsiders who have never received the grace of the Holy Ghost, who have never shown an oath or resolution, and who have never even registered to a church.

A statue of a saint with closed eyes.

The church must have fully paid for that dangerous thing.

“It’s a story that only the captain level or higher knows. Well, you are the one who will only travel around the continent with me.”

McKen took a deep breath, swallowed the smoke, and murmured again as it dripped down the sides of his lips.

“Perhaps it didn’t offset the cost, it just put it off. It’s a pretty costly method, but it’s cheap enough to offset the cost.”

You won’t need that stupid princess later.

“By the way, there was another story about Chaser in the newsletter. Isn’t it sucking too much from that faction because you’re the youngest enforcer?”

What a big deal it was to join hands with the black magician again and raise some results.

Wasn’t he the one who failed to retrieve the sea pearl last time?

Our captain is the best. Daisy grumbled, and McKenn laughed.

“Originally, in the case of the attribute notation, the one closest to me was supposed to be dispatched, but who was there first?”

“Then you should have gone sooner. Wasn’t it possible to inflict great damage on the elves right away if it was activated? Like an idiot, the initiative was taken away first, and then the control was taken away, so you were expelled from that space, or was it a fart?”

The failure of other factions is always fun. Daisy laughed at how good the tobacco tasted, and McKen sighed.

“Still, the enforcers are the ones who know the hardships of the field. Aren’t they better than the selectors?”

“Well, the Selectors are just pretending to be classy, and I’m disgusted to death. It’s our retrievers who get the blood on them.”

At Daisy’s words, McKen looked at him with drooping eyes, scratched his beard with his fingernails, and opened his mouth.

“Everyone is just serving the Holy Ghost in their respective positions. There is no one better. Executioners who exterminate disbelievers and traitors from outside, and selectors who find and persuade those who are needed by the church. and.”

We, the reclaimer, take back the life originally given by the Holy Ghost and fill it. If I do my part and wait, the holy spirit will be perfect.

“How holy is the glory to enshrine a god who lives and breathes for us in the land where we exist, rather than gods who have only power left who knows where they exist.”

So when McKenn told her colleagues not to argue too much, Daisy looked down with slightly dazed eyes.

McKenn, who was about to say one more good thing because he wanted to make the kid feel down, but the moment he checked what Daisy was looking at, the back of Daisy’s head clicked.

“I bastard, why are you looking at the ants when I say nice things?”

“Mr. Lee. So why are you hitting me? It doesn’t hurt, but did you miss seeing the ant? No, those ants dismantle an insect right in front of me, how can I not watch it?”

“Anyway, I feel like the movement of the church is being put on hold several times this time.”

Daisy looked up at McKenn, who smoked the last cigarette he had left and rubbed it against the dried-up rock.

“Well, even though the Holy Ghost sometimes wakes me up to adjust to my body, I only brought good news each time.”

From the supply and demand of the doppelganger potion to the connection with the warlock, there has been a bit of a glitch, and the ambitious plague plan prepared by other factions is on the verge of ruin thanks to the Kruger family.

In addition, the plan to wake up the Cyclops and create a commotion in the border area, and to set up puppets from nobles to royalty using doppelganger potions are currently temporarily suspended.

At the same time as stealing the attribute treasure that was used as the core of the ancient ruins that the Holy Ghost informed us, the strategy of making the Guardians of the Airship and the Elves come to nothing.

At least subtly, as if someone was interfering.

‘It’s true that at least the ruins in the Forest of Spirits were disturbed.’

The rest is a bit ambiguous. Come to think of it, the appearance of the obstructors that Chaser was talking about… … .

McKen thought for a moment, then raised his head as if he had heard something.

“What will you say when you wake up this time?”

“At least he’ll give us compliments.”

Many were killed and sacrificed to reduce the load on him.

Watching the tragedy at the bottom of the hill where the black smoke was now receding, McKen stood up shaking his butt.

“Looks like the sacrificial team found another decent village.”

“I will go to the sacrificial ritual group after organizing the items used for the memorial service, so go first.”

At Daisy’s words, McKen nodded once, wrapped an aura around her body, and ran away in an instant.

Daisy, who had seen it, also got up, shook her butt, threw her cigarette down the hill, and then stretched and raised her mouth.

“Then let’s try moving again. All for our living God.”