"Burp—"
After eating and drinking his fill, he walked out of the inn.
Gauss once again confirmed to himself—it wasn't Sofia's fault that the previous dishes tasted bad.
After all, without seasonings and other ingredients, how on earth could anyone make the cheapest black bread taste delicious?
Maybe you'd need to use some kind of magic that makes food delicious to pull that off?
But is there really such a Magic spell in this world?
Even though others now saw him as a mage apprentice, deep down Gauss was still a total newbie when it came to magic and really had no idea.
The scorching afternoon wind blew through the town's streets. Gauss walked close alongside the buildings, carefully avoiding the carts and mules hauling goods along the main road.
"Widow's Alley... It should be over there?"
Even though his predecessor had lived in this small town for a whole year, there were still many places he'd never visited.
Including that Widow's Alley.
