Hakai no Miko

A tavern located in the corner of the general residential area of the King's City of Holmenia in the State of Erdoğan.

Even though it's a tavern, it's not just a place to serve alcohol.On the second floor, an inn with a narrow room where adults can sleep, and a whorehouse where bartenders become temporary prostitutes, was a very common facility in this era.

Then, during the day, Marco, now known as the king's cook, visited the tavern, which now serves meals for travelers and neighbors.

"Hey! Over here, Marco!"

As Marco looked around the tavern for lunch, he looked at the voice calling out for himself.Then, he was Cassio, his brother, who greeted him with a kind smile.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Cassio."

Arriving at the casio table, Marco sat down opposite the casio with a faint smile.

"You're busy, aren't you?I'm sorry to call you all of a sudden.Did you have lunch? Eat this if you like. "

With that, Casio pushed the plate on the table to Marco.

"Thank you, brother. - But I'm not that bad."

The words drew slightly to Casio's lips, but Marco didn't realize anything about the dish that she was serving with a happy face.

After a while, Casio talks to Marco, who keeps eating while even saying "delicious", with a humble smile and fear.

"So, Marco, what do you think?"

"What do you mean?"

Marko carefully curled his neck as he put the stewed little fish in his mouth.

Cassio turns his gaze around and leans out on the table, turning his voice down as he approaches Marco.

"Look, you asked me the other day, right?I was wondering if you could get us a family. "

"... ahh, that's what I'm talking about!"

Marco remembered.

Ever since I met him at the market in King's Landing, I've been face-to-face with my brother Cassio several times.Every time, I reported on the situation and flowered in old stories, but the last time I saw him, I was asked to "ask the king to pick us up."

"I was told that I would leave the supply team to my discretion.That's why it's always okay. "

"No, that's not it...."

Marko slams his neck down like a brother with a bitter face.

"Hmm? If you want to be a soldier or a government official, I'll ask someone else."

In a moment, a frustrating color pops up on Casio's face.But soon Cassio dismissed it and put a humble smile on his face again.

"Hold on a second. - Hey, Marco.You're the king's cook, aren't you?You're not wrong, are you? "

"Yeah, that's right."

Marco answered plainly.

Soma tells me that I'm a cook.And Soma is now king of this country.I mean, I'm definitely the king's cook.

"You're trusted by the king, aren't you?"

Marco laughed as if her brother's words illuminated her.

"Then, if you ask the king, he will take us away, right?"

"Yeah, that's why I'll be in as soon as I can get a feeder."

"That's not true!"

Cassio, who accidentally roughed up his voice, noticed his failure and looked around in a hurry.However, no one looks at the noisy tavern with that level of voice.Cassio, stroking his chest down, asked Marco in a perplexing tone.

"If you ask, the King will give us territory and make us nobles."

Marko looked into space and thought for a while.

Marco was present at the pale horse's meal to see how the pale horse reacted to his dish.During such meals, Aoi horses, who are chased by the King's hard work, often receive various petitions and reports.

Besides, Prince Shem and others didn't have a good face - I didn't really understand Zouan's expression - but it was also true that there were a lot of cases that had to be handled, so if it wasn't too many times, they would have been silenced.

The truth is, I want you to taste it more calmly.

After thinking so much, Marco hastily corrects his thoughts when he realizes that his thoughts are shifting.

Anyway, while watching the blue horse in charge of the government as such a king, Marco had heard several times that someone wanted him to be promoted to a high position.

At that time, the blue horse decided, "Does this person have any track record?If something happens to that person, you're prepared to take responsibility for it, right?".

Marko, who remembered it, worried in vain.

My father and brother, who are only unsustainable servants, have no record of being lords.If my father or brother fails, I will be responsible, but if I can take responsibility, that's fine.But I couldn't have done it because I was the one who only failed and caused trouble to my family.

I can't do that, brother.

Marco answered honestly.

At that moment, a contempt appeared on Cassio's face.

But for a moment, Cassio first looks around and makes sure no one is paying attention to himself.Then he spoke to Marco with a gentle smile.

Listen to me, Marco.

Cassio continues to speak with his voice shut.

"As a matter of fact, the noble man said we should take our family as nobles."

Marco was surprised and delighted.

"Congratulations, brother!"

Soma said she would lose her nobility, so she might become a nobleman in another country.It's amazing how far away you get from your family and you miss it, but it's really amazing that your family can be noble.

Marco blessed his brother from the bottom of his heart.

But Cassio panicked.

Wait, wait, wait. Calm down, Marco.

After calming down Marco who was delighted, Casio whispered more quietly as he gazed at the surroundings.

"It's not settled yet.If you help me, I can do that. "

"Say anything, brother!I'll do anything I can! "

If it's for the family's sake, let's take off one skin or two.

Cassio smiles at Marco, who answers with such a willingness.

"Oh, yeah! I knew you'd say that."

That said, Casio took out a small leather sachet from her pocket (two places) that was enough to sit on the palm of her hand.When Marco, who received the handed out sachet, loosened the string that tied his mouth, a brown thin piece of paper - a powdered piece wrapped in oil paper - emerged from the inside.

Casio says to Marco with a dark look on his face.

"All you have to do is pinch this powder into the king's food so no one leaks it."

Not so stupid as to know how much Marco it means.I made a loud noise from my face, and it drew my blood.

"This is...!"

Casio hurriedly blocked Marco's mouth as she tried to use the contents of the sachet as words.

"It's okay. Don't worry. I don't know what to do.All you have to do is make sure the King talks and then slowly escape the castle.A great man will protect us all.And when it was almost cold, my father became lord, and we were nobles. "

Casio, who took the bag back from Marco's hand, tied it tightly and then pressed it against Marco's hand, which remained stuck, without questioning.

"Please, Marco! My father and we are counting on you!"

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Marco is in trouble.

In Marco's hand, which was returned from the tavern as if he had been driven away, a sachet was being held by his brother Cassio.

This is poison or something, right?

Marco didn't say it, and he murmured it in his chest.

I want you to sneak me into the meal of the blue horse, the greatest king in the country.No matter how favorably you think of yourself as your brother, I don't think it's a lot of medicine or spices.

They gave me something terrible.

Even though it was given to him by his real brother - no, because it was given to him, Marco even seemed to have a suspicious curse.Driven by the urge to let go as soon as possible, Marco tried to throw away the sachet.

But it stopped right away.

It's important if someone picks up this thing that I threw away and licks it by mistake.I used to eat fruit that fell on the side of the road on an empty stomach. I felt painful and suffered from abdominal pain for several days.At that time, my father was mad at me for not talking about anything I picked up, but not necessarily anyone like me, and I'm sorry to be mad at my father at that time.

Marco couldn't throw away the sachet and finally returned to his room with it in his hand.

Anyway, I have to do something about this bag.

Marco thought so, wrapped in a cloth that he no longer needed for the time being, and then tied it up with a string around it.

It's all right now.

Marco finally stroked his chest down with a tightly packed sachet as big as his head.

By the time it was finished, the sun had already leaned towards the west.

It's time to start cooking the pale horse dinner.

Marco threw the sachet out of his head and headed to the kitchen as usual.