At last, Master Rosalind and the others returned. Carrying large quantities of meat and parading with vegetables is, to be modest, a surreal sight. What is this?

"Virgin!"

"Long live the Virgin!

"Holy Virgin, turn around!"

Probably because it brought meat and vegetables. The Virgin is very popular, but somewhat behaving suspiciously. Apparently, instead of being flashy about what you do, you don't want to stand out too much.

Physically flashy… still sparkling, so remarkable.

"Rosalindo!!

White giant knight screaming, though I don't know if the tension has risen.

"Stop, don't shout my name! That's why I'm not a Virgin!!

You didn't even want to be a Virgin in the first place? I'm starting to feel sorry for him a lot.

"How humble..."

No, you seriously hate that one.

"Come glow divinely"

Physically. I have tears in my eyes. Notice him. The Beast Man doesn't notice Master Rosalind hating anyone because he's a big mess.

Master Dirk is comforted next to Master Rosalind. Well, Master Rosalind has no choice but to stand out in an emergency. I felt like I understood why I lived discreetly as Marquise while accomplishing all that feat.

Hmm? I mean, is this a real story? The real story......... is that it??

Waiting for Master Rosalind, who arrived at the castle, was a beautiful girl of purity. The label appeared as Rosalind's best friend, Milfilia.

Master Rosalind jumped off a white giant knight and was hugged by a rushing Miss Milfiria.

"I was worried... I did! No injuries? Where does it hurt? Why are you sparkling?

You made a good point there. They were all through.

"Milfi, calm down. I'm not hurt. Glitter is Mr. Yugdrasil's prank... maybe"

"Well... I'm glad you're not hurt!

Miss Milfilia sobbing. I'm sorry to bother you, and Master Rosalind strokes his head gently.

"Something like a hero and heroine in a novel"

Someone groaned at the potpourri.

Indeed.

A beautiful girl welcomes a hero back from battle. Believe me, I weep that I've been waiting for you.

Sure, if Master Rosalind were a man, that would be a painting.

……

They solidified and Master Rosalind moved first.

"Milfi, I'm sorry I made you feel lonely. I'm not letting you go anymore!

Dear Rosalind, who suddenly spoke in a nice voice (beautiful boy style). Miss Milfiria, who was a Kyoton for a moment, smiled immediately.

"Yes! I can't leave you anymore!

The surroundings are stiff for the beautiful girls who hug each other. Flowing silence.

Master Dilk has tear eyes.

White-eyed, escort-like young man.

The knights are cramped. Sounds like you're laughing.

"Huh, haha!

"Hehe, that's hilarious!

And the beautiful girls laughing. The laugh contaminated the surrounding area.

Yeah, I understood with that smile that the fight was over.

"Thank you very much."

Prince Jutiez smiled and spoke to Master Rosalind.

"Please allow me to thank you"

"... permission?

"Meat Festival"

"... are you serious"

Am I serious, too? I wanted to hear. Do you seriously do it?

"I'll do it. I don't scam. I mean it. If I said I'd do it, I would."

"... ok. Allow it."

"You said ah! Ladies and gentlemen, I have the permission of the responsible man! It's a meat festival in the courtyard! Make camad! Prepare the iron plate! Chef's arrangements! Cook the meat!

"Yes! Immediately!

"Then bring the cook from town too! I'll distribute meat to the people in town!

"I understand!!

"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight is the meat festival! I'll make you some gravy! All you can eat meat ah!!

"Meat ooh!

"The meat is waiting for us!

"Glad you're alive! I can eat meat!!

"You can eat meat. You can eat meat!!

"I can eat, I can eat! You can eat meat. Ooh!"

"Meat, meat, meat, meat!!

"Quickly! Quickly!

Dear Rosalind, who has hosted a meat festival with great handiwork. Everyone is smiling and eating meat.

No, if you look closely, maybe the Kristia Knight & Adventurer are totally donning... and Master Rosalind and Prince Jutiez are donning too.

The human name involved in the production flows along with the serene music.

The characters walk around the city of meat festivals with pleasure. I watched with serenity, but with a little famous painter in it, I was restless. What's going on!??

And the music and the name were gone, and Master Dirk shrugged.

"... I want Rosalind's dinner"

Huh? Master Rosalind, can you cook?

"Dilk, I'll make you a good meal!

Can you do it? And Dear Rosalind, who bakes skewers. Dear Dilk, who looks deliciously pungent.

Wolfaneer knights and residents staring enviously at it.

Master Rosalind was defeated by that silent pressure.

"Eat up!

And Rosalind, who became a queued skewer, even made skewers.

And it got dark as if the story was over.

'What is that!??

Everyone I watched was stunned by an over-expected och. No, aren't you glad the victory parade or something more like this, a glorious end!? Huh!? Why skewers?? Huh? Yeah yeah!??

I thought I'd find out how far it was absolutely true later. I can't sleep because I care!!