Life in Another World as a Maid Mage

Siori, who slept and awoke in a safe place without any worry, peered out of the curtain where the light was coming in from the gap.

It was rarely and beautifully sunny this season, and the new snow reflected the sunlight and sparkled. Under a clear blue sky with no clouds, the children are running around cheering.

I fell asleep slowly.

Winter sunrise in this country is quite late around nine o'clock. I fell asleep at dawn until a time when my child could go out and play. But this has already been woven. In anticipation of the breakfast time, I set a very late time.

Later than Ciori, Nadia woke up from her bedside and Louis on the floor started moving around. The noise starts to be heard from the next room as well. Looks like everyone's awake.

I greeted the two of them, dressed up and left the room, and Alec and the others just came out.

Good morning, sir.

Oh, good morning.

Clement still had a slightly tired expression, but with its dripping beauty and lazy and dangerous tone.

(... beauty is a good deal)

I can't believe that even tiredness is an element that adds to its beauty.

Alec was fortunate to have been able to sleep since then. The light floating neighborhood disappeared and the complexion was good. He narrowed his eyes and smiled softly.

Well then, let's go to the Count.

This day's breakfast was invited to Annelier. Apparently she liked her job, but she wanted to thank her as well. It must have been almost a decision for Dennis to stop laughing bitterly.

"I'm really hungry."

"Yesterday was just bread and soup."

"It was troublesome to choose tired....."

It's been more than a dozen hours since we last ate. I've finished with a snack because I want to rest early, so it looks like the belly worm is going to make a noise.

Nevertheless.

(... I don't have much confidence in table manners...)

From what Balt arranged at the reception yesterday, the offering should have been like a little dinner. If we are going to eat in a decent format, is it necessary to do the right thing? I barely noticed it during the adventure, but I am nervous about eating with nobles in a way that I was afraid of.

(My brother and my sister have taught me all the manners....)

It is somewhat higher than the level of a freshly remembered child, such as manners of his or her own Russian preparation.

Zack and his nobles, who have a lot of work to do, are not only wearing table manners, but also behaving as if they were nobles. I have seen them dressed up at the invitation of the nobles several times, but I am more aristocratic and surprised than those nobles.

Alec must be able to act like he's a nobleman.

(Looks like I'm the only one floating...)

Although you might see a little more Orientals with different cultures.

Whether you know how Shiori feels or not, Louis at her feet seems to be looking forward to it and has been trembling cheerfully since before.

When I visited Annelier's room, Dennis, dressed neatly, came out and was welcomed into the room. When I first met him, his moody expression stood out, and now he has a faint smile. I'm kind of glad that I've been able to make the most of my journey together in the last few days.

Good morning, sir.

"Good morning, everyone. Good morning."

Loosely sitting on a bench, Annelier stood up with her sketchbook and pencil wrapped around her side.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"No, we just woke up."

As she said, she took Siori's hand and smiled. He held his hand and guided himself to the cafeteria in the room, pulling the chair of the round table and forcing Shiori to sit down a little. Then I sat next to Theoli in Dennis's escort.

"Eh, that, um..."

While confused, Alec and Clement were sitting next to each other, and Nadia was sitting opposite Annelier. Dennis and Balt sat down after everyone had sat down. The two of them, who had just sat in front of them, smiled bitterly at Shiori's puzzled expression.

"I'm sorry, Annie, but I need you to hang out with me as much as you can."

"They want to eat with beautiful people on both sides."

"Beauty....."

What about Nadia, the demonic Nadia?

Being embarrassed, Alec next door stroked Siori's hand under the table with a small smile. Dennis rang the bell as he felt like he couldn't say anything.

It seems that the innkeeper is left to take care of the meal, and the service that was kept in the separate room with the call bell signal began to serve the meal. I'm sure you're familiar with the service of your noble opponent, but you'll be setting the table with a sophisticated movement that won't be wasted.

Fortunately, what was served was a plate lunch featuring a variety of dishes in small pieces. Although it is the easiest form, it is for aristocrats, and each dish seems to have been made with carefully selected ingredients at the expense of labor, but Theori was relieved that it is not a hard dish that uses nerves for every way of using the cutlery.

"This kind of cooking has become quite common now."

Annelier says, watching the colorful dishes of beautiful paintings on a pure white plate.

Was it different before?

"Yeah, that's right. I don't think I was there when I was a child."

"Originally, it was for workers who just put a lot of leftovers in."

It didn't seem like it could be served at a noble table, but it seems to have been refined by the hands of famous cooks over the past decades. Recently, it seems to be offered in upscale restaurants.

"Everything seems to be your idea. He liked it when he visited a private factory with nostalgia."

Regardless of their appearance, they liked the fact that they could easily enjoy a variety of dishes in one plate.

"It's definitely the beginning of introducing it into the castle cafeteria for busy castle workers. It seems to have a good reputation for being able to eat casually during meetings, even when visiting dignitaries from other countries."

"It's easier to serve and clean up meals, and the maids seem to appreciate it."

"Heh... it's called a medical carriage, so you're thinking a lot about the people downstairs. You really are a good king...."

This is the king of the kingdom, which occasionally rises to the mouth of men. The king, whose ancestors died early and took office in his teens, seems to be well liked by the people. There is some criticism that it is too advanced, but most are favorable in this way.

Annelier advises me to start eating while we chat.

Vibrant red beet soup with seasonal warm vegetable salad, tris salmon marinade, sautéed lamb in bite size, freshly baked pancakes.

"Delicious...."

All dishes were simple but carefully prepared, and the flavour of the ingredients was lively. I can clearly see that I value every ingredient.

"Speaking of which, does His Majesty often go out with patience? I also heard the other day that I signed a contract with Slime at a stealth shop."

When she shook the story without telling anyone, Annelier leaned her head.

"I hear a lot about you... disappearing when you notice. Those close to me seem to be troubled by this, but it seems that you will go out to the extent that you can properly calculate and do your official business, so I can't say too strongly."

King with escape habits. Theori laughed at me imagining a brown personality.

"... you're a good person in many ways."

"Fufu, that's right. But I wonder if he told me something about taking Slime back."

"... that's right. When I said I was going to use Louis to demonize her, everyone kept telling me if I was going to do it."

Slime thinks she's stronger, smarter and cuter than everyone thinks, but she doesn't have the approval yet. However, it seems that Louis' blurred love is being recognized recently, and I am glad about that.

"But if you come out so often, I might see you somewhere."

Balt, whose eyes were narrowed by the softness of the lamb sautéed, said after he had swallowed the meat.

Anyone with that kind of escape habit might be passing by somewhere. The story begins with a chance encounter with a nostalgic royal family in the city - a development often seen in picture books and novels.

"What kind of person are you?

"You're so beautiful. It's like a painting of an ideal prince with a neat face, fluffy blonde hair like white magnetism, and long, clear, dark blue eyes."

"Wow...."

"I was nervous about how tough it was when I first met him at the Dubutante Ball, because I was called the Harsh King, but he was actually very kind and humane."

Annelier looked a little farther away to remember the old days.

"There were so many Dubutian ladies at that time... and when my turn came around, I was completely tired."

In this country, it seems that the children of the nobles who welcome adults have the custom of dancing with the royal family at their first ball debuting in the social world. My son dances with the queen and princess, and my daughter dances with the king and prince.

At that time, however, only one royal man could serve as a daughter-in-law. My sons, the princes, were too young to go to the ball.

"Your Majesty was exhaled while dancing. I was so tired, I said," Are you okay? "I'm sorry for my lack of courtesy. I thought I could split up if my older brother was here at this time." I heard that he was very harsh and strong, but I thought he might also vomit a weak voice, so I kind of remembered his familiarity. "

"... brother? Does Your Majesty have a brother?"

Normally, I thought it would be better to inherit the throne at the earliest order of birth, but isn't it different in this country? Or is there something wrong?

Annelier lowered her eyebrows and smiled.

"Your Majesty had three oniisama, but they died in an accident. The third prince disappeared just before the reign of His Majesty… I don't know when you two were just born, but I remember the noise when the third prince disappeared. Your father and your grandfather talked about it with such a difficult face."

"Ah... there was a lot of confusion about assassination or banishment after the inheritance struggle. It's been almost 20 years since then...."

Balt says it stings.

"So far, it seems that the theory of disappearance is powerful. His Majesty and the Prince... no, His Majesty the King was quite close. Rumor has it that His Majesty's brother-in-law retreated to take his seat peacefully, or that His Majesty escaped to a safe place by mistaken for His Majesty. Originally, His Majesty the King was a bastard and he wasn't in a good position."

Dennis said it was just a rumor.

"It seems that the royal family was in a lot of misery and confusion throughout the palace. The two princes were followed by the death of Her Majesty the Queen, and within a few years after that, she was able to sleep on the floor with illness until her predecessor. Those who tried to take advantage of the confusion and raise their position in the court began to fight with the princes left behind in each. It would have been hard for both of you to be in a conflicting position if, as I heard, you were really close."

"... that's what happened."

I can't believe there was such a thing in this country that I thought was so peaceful and peaceful.

"... I think that oniisama, who said, 'If only my older brother had been there', was referring to his missing brother, the King. Even the ideal brothers to support each other, subordinates... they had a reputation."

At the end, Annelier murmured.

Silence descended on the scene.

Alec keeps eating in silence with a difficult face, and Nadia and Clement also lower their eyebrows and buttocks with a slight smile that makes them feel uncomfortable.

The incident nearly twenty years ago may still cast a shadow over the hearts and minds of the people of this country.

After thinking about changing the heavy air that began to drift, Siori remembered last month and said it.

"... Speaking of which, if you have fluffy blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes, I've met you once. He was a little older than me."

Blonde hair and purple blue eyes are not so unusual colors in this country, so I think it's someone else. That said, Alec raised his face.

"... where?

"Hmm... last month in Tris. Looks like I lost my way, so I took you to the hotel."

"Lost your way?

"Yes, I've told you before that I couldn't go shopping because I've been asked by travelers many times to show me the way. She came to visit her sick brother and said she was lost while walking around the city. Not only did he look, but he was also very beautiful when he stood up."

I was surprised to be hugged by the play when I parted, but I kept it to myself.

"Sick brother's sympathy...?

I smiled bitterly at Alec, who was somehow suspicious.

"But I don't think he's your majesty because he didn't take the slime with him.

"Is the judgment criterion with or without the slime?"

His difficult expression turned around and now he laughed.

"Well, if there's so much rumor going on, the blonde man with the peach slime will easily be found by His Majesty."

"Sure."

"It's my favorite, so I think they're walking with me behind closed doors. I'm sure he's hiding it in his back bag."

A blonde beauty walking with a peach slime hidden in her back.

Imagining the situation, Theori finally smiled overwhelmingly. Everyone laughs at me. Lori, who was eating at her feet, trembled with pleasure.

(Nevertheless....)

--nearly twenty years ago. A sick king. The bastard's brother, the prince. Inheritance disputes. The disappearance of my brother and prince.

Have you heard anything similar recently?

Theoli glanced at Alec next door. Alec, who had something to say with Clement and a light laugh, noticed Siori's gaze and said, "What's wrong? And I said, In contrast, I said," Yeah, I was just watching. "Then I restarted eating.

"It's been almost 20 years."

"When my father fell ill, and either my bastard son or my brother-in-law succeeded the governor, the surroundings rubbed and couldn't clean up, so I left the house..."

--Two strangely matching things. Is this a coincidence?

(No way...)

The suspicions I have become unknown anxiety and erode my chest slightly.

If Alec was really a royal, not a nobleman, then he was...

(... everything leaps too far)

With that in mind, Theori dispels the suspicion.

― ― The late breakfast party proceeded gently afterwards and began with the sound of the noon bell.