I want to protect you in this hand.

The first week of the month of 9 was a trial class to decide the choice. I knew it would be sword training from 6: 00 in the morning. I had no homework at noon, relaxed, and spent my free time studying Naz, Florence and Findarian.

The Marquis was supposed to have an attachment, but because she was engaged to Alec, she said she was out of a power dispute. I mean, I was having a good time, so I laughed because it's fun to have friends now.

It got better and better while we were all chatting because Naz is only saying a few words because he didn't get a chance to speak imperial language. And the Hulk.

The shopping went well. I thought butter was a luxury item, but it was cheaper than the coco fruit oil I used mainly in Merida. The cream is expensive compared to the fruit of the comil, but the sugar is a little cheaper. Costly, it's going to be very much the same as Merida's.

The point is, how to still foam the cocka eggs tightly. Make sure the butter is fluffy as well. Use white sugar at best. I mixed the flour and this was all I had, but the smell spread good in the dorm cooking room.

Yeah, fluffy. But the number of tastings is high. Dan and Will and Aloys and Theodore and Abel, Hugo and Hulk and Bernort and Liner and Isaac?

"I would have gone out shopping. You have the right to know the consequences."

Yes, thank you. Cyril is not so sweet that he looks bitterly at it. Girls? I thought you were in a tight spot. Well, he said to add cream and sugar to the tea. Go ahead.

"Cream and sugar for tea? So many?"

Yes, Florence. Have a drink?

"Huh! What an aromatic flavor. Even though it's tea, it's like a dessert."

How about some cake?

"It's fuzzy but the rich flavor of butter spreads and melts in my mouth. Blessed..."

Fugo...... I didn't ask. Isaac?

"Mm-hmm. I had a shopping trip."

Good.

"That's a lot different from Merida's Lamb Pavilion, Arsh."

"Yeah, Dan, I just changed the type of oil, okay?

"I can go! I really like Gaga for this sweetness"

"I knew you couldn't find it yet?

"Yeah. But the question is, can this tea and cake be accepted in the Imperial City? Guys, what do you say?

Everyone is nodding silently. But Hugo said with a difficult face.

"This fluffiness is new. But if you're a confectioner, I'll do it right away. Tea would be nice."

"There was gaga in Merida. I couldn't do it. Is there no patent in the Empire?"

"Yes, I was going to recommend that."

"Method or product"

"The ingredients are mediocre. It's a product made by that method, so it's registered. Tea won't be possible."

"1000 gills for tea and a slice of cake. Can we go?"

"Go. Let me bite you, too."

"What's your business?"

"Meat and leather, then clothing."

"Not because it doesn't matter"

"We can find a store or something."

"I can guess that. This time it wouldn't involve anything other than shopping. Another time."

"Are there other seeds of commerce, I knew you guys were funny"

That's the sons of the merchants. I have a conversation going on with Tonton. I think it's the store.

"You don't even have a lot of fluffy treats in the empire?

"No."

"I've got some more fluffy cakes."

"Try to make it!

So the next day I made a chiffon cake. Loosely foam the cream and serve.

"This is a patent too!

During the first week, he was taken to a commercial guild and two were registered: Buttercake and Chiffon Cake. I have an account in the commercial guild, and I already have a track record in Merida. It's a relief to register easily.

"Hey, come by the weekend. I want to show you my business."

Fugo invited me. And to Florence.

"So are we. I also want to teach my family that butter and cream can increase in breadth."

And Dan answered.

"I have plans this week."

"What do you have?

"Dungeons and Market Research"

"I'm coming too."

"Dungeons can't help going"

"Even Dan is."

"I don't know if you're bored. I'm not going in there."

"You can try anything."

"We're coming too."

"Bernort, liner"

Cyril sighed. After school this week, I've been a little tired of being made to face the Knights. It's something you can't beat Cyril and Will, so one challenger after another comes out.

"If we're going into a dungeon, we're going to have to be adventurers. I don't think the house will allow me to be an adventurer."

'Cause I'm gonna convince you.

"No. Some of them die in the dungeons. You can't just go in there with a strong sword."

"You mean not our strength!

Bernort roughed up his voice. Cyril was fed up and tried to persuade him further.

"You shouldn't have asked permission from your parents."

I said cold. But Bernort didn't notice, and his face flashed honestly.

"Yay, I knew it was a real fight. Thank you, Arsh."

"Arsh......"

Cyril tried to say something and everyone noticed and got quiet.

"Bernort, you"

I called.

"You think a dungeon is an easy place to take down demons and get stronger."

"'Cause even a healing princess can go. I heard you could be 12."

"Bernort, don't"

"Oh, why, you've become an adventurer, too. I'm just answering Arsh."

Theodore stopped, but he's still saying it.

"I wonder what it's like to be an orga or something"

"That's why I told you, Arsh. Bernort, you're not taking me."

"Cyril, why!

"Stop it! Bernort!"

"Theodore, you too, why?"

"Arsh's father died in a dungeon..."

"Huh..."

"The Arshes aren't Merida, they've been helping their adventurers eat so they can come home safely while they do their adventures."

"Hey, Bernort"

"... Yes"

"My dad died a long time ago. That's all I have left. But for Merida, dungeons are places to live."

"Life?"

"We've been in the dungeon since we were 10. For what? To make money eating rice, 10 year old Cyril and Will made me 2,000 gills a day for two. So he fed me and Mal, eight."

"At the age of 10, eight"

"From there for two years, I dismantled demons in a dungeon, packed, trained in combat, and finally became an adventurer at the age of 12"

I looked at Bernort and said:

"Some people suddenly become adventurers at the age of 12. But if you're not training, you're gonna get hurt and you're gonna die. Aloys, Theodore, and Abel have been well-trained and adventurous in Merida."

"Dismantling was tight at first."

Theodore pinched his mouth like that.

"But it's fundamental to take home the demons you defeated. I don't want you to cut it off and go home. The dungeon is a life-threatening workplace. Going for a play will also vandalize the hunting grounds of other adventurers. We go to the dungeon for meat and for a little bit of money."

The room has become quiet.

"I'm sorry, I guess that was a little irritating. You can come if you feel like facing the dungeon properly. Not as you think right now. Okay?"

Bernort nodded quietly. Theodore snapped softly.

"You can't even be a sword princess and a healing princess in the first place."

"What?

We were already talking about the cake, weren't we?