The Death Mage that doesn't want a fourth time

34 My first time getting a Job, but I won't go into a Dungeon yet

Note from the translator:

This is the regular release for Death Mage for this week; there should be a sponsored chapter coming on Sunday. Enjoy!

Yoshi

Munching on skewers of tyrannosaurus rex and triceratops meat, everyone other than Vandalieu drank the two-hundred-year-old Talosheim-made sake that had been found several days ago while Vandalieu drank dinosaur blood instead. He raised the dinosaurs that had been given to him as presents as Zombies to turn them into a moving dinosaur exhibition. And so his third birthday was enjoyable for everyone, even without a cake.

Vandalieu asked Darcia and the former adventurer Kachia, but it seemed that the cakes as Vandalieu knew them didn't exist in Lambda yet. Though milk existed, there was no fresh cream, and though bread existed, there was no fluffy sponge cake.

Cakes in Lambda were apparently pieces of bread made of wheat flour with large quantities of butter, sugar, jam and honey spread over them.

If possible, Vandalieu wanted to make a cake with plenty of whipped cream for his next birthday for everyone to enjoy, but he was lacking the essential ingredients of wheat and milk.

Perhaps treasure chests and storage rooms in Dungeons could contain wheat seeds and milk?

The Titans of Talosheim hadn't domesticated animals like cattle and horses. They hunted monsters for meat, and as for labor strength, the Titans themselves were stronger than farm horses and cattle.

The only things they domesticated were bird-like monsters called Gigas, which were apparently a replacement for chickens.

They were about as large as Titan children... In other words, just a little smaller than the average human. Apparently they laid an egg every day. Incidentally, they were carnivores that possessed sharp beaks and talons. As Rank 2 monsters, they were not particularly strong, however.

『When I was alive, I used to put a raw Giga egg in my mug every morning and drink it up!』(Borkus)

Borkus laughed as he said this. Incidentally, the eggs were apparently of similar size to ostrich eggs.

The domesticated Gigas had either perished or run away during the war two hundred years ago, but apparently they still inhabited the Devil's Nests and Dungeons now, so they decided to capture some and start breeding them again.

Fortunately, there were mountains of meat to use to feed them.

(Huh? What was I thinking about again? ... Oh yeah, cakes. Eggs are necessary to make cakes, and I also need –)

「Holy Son, what is the matter? You have been loitering in front of the door for some time now.」(Nuaza)

Vandalieu had been escaping from reality while standing outside the room used for the Job-changing ritual in the building that had once been the Adventurers' Guild, but Nuaza's voice brought him back to reality.

「Ah, no, I was just thinking a little about the future...」(Vandalieu)

「I see, that is a good thing. However, were you not intending to undergo the Job-changing process today?」(Nuaza)

「... I haven't finished my mental preparations.」(Vandalieu)

There were no requirements for the Job-changing ritual.

If the Adventurers' Guild was functioning correctly, he would normally pay a fee to the Guild to use the room. Afterwards, he would submit the Guild registration document... his Guild Card. But in these ruins, there was no need to pay or submit anything.