Rice for Enoch’s Second Expeditionary Unit

The dress provided is a vegetable flower-colored dress that sprouts in the spring. The shoulder fabric is fluffy and swollen, with bunk frills on the chest. The waist was squeezed tightly and the skirt swelled fluffy like a cloud floating in the sky. Really, it's such a cute design as the princess wears.

In this way, can I dress in a bright shade of dress......, I have nothing but anxiety.

"Mel, what's wrong?

"No, it's a pretty dress, but I thought it would suit me"

"Don't worry, this dress is made to fit the dimensions of Mel's body"

No, it looks good, it doesn't look good, in terms of dimensions......

I didn't have time to return those words, and my discipline began.

Starting with brushing her body in the bath, her hair is painted with something fragrant and has a silky smooth touch. I also had my nails shiny.

The hair is braided from left to right and has it look like it's wearing a crown.

I was like a real princess in a mirror.

I get compliments, too, from Lieselotte.

"Mel, you're so cute"

"Leezelotte is beautiful."

"Naturally. Because I have to protect you."

"What do you mean?

"Beauty is a weapon."

"I see."

The Rieselotte dress is a deep red, grown-up design. It's really beautiful, so I can't help but see it.

Sure, I thought Leezelotte's beauty was a weapon.

"Well, it's time. Mel, let's go."

"Yes."

Welcome Lance in the dining room.

Already, the Marquis was in his seat. Looks like he was enjoying an aperitif. I was advised, but not if I drink alcohol or anything graceful. politely declined.

Sit in the chair the waiter's brother pulled for me. As always, though I'm not used to this kind of treatment. You have to be a good lady.

Dokun, Dokun and his chest beat hard. Have you ever been so nervous to meet Lance?

When I lived in the forest of Fore Elf, I was too busy to talk much.

What should I tell you today?

I'm nervous, I can't think much of it.

Here, the butler informed me of Lance's visit.

The door was opened - it was Lance who was there to make it look uncomfortable.

I almost got up, but I felt pressure from Lieselotte and stayed put.

I nod deeply, so I guess it's the right thing to do to welcome him while he sits down.

"What... this, in vain, big house!

I thought the same thing when I came here. I almost laughed, but I put up with it a lot.

Lance was recommended for a seat, but ignores it and looks around Kyolokiolo.

"That, what about him?

How old is he? Tilt your neck and think.

Leezelotte answered Lance's unsure question.

If you're talking about Mel, you're right in front of me.

"What?"

"Huh?"

He meant me.

"You, Mel?

"Yes, I'm Mel Lislis Liechtenberger,"

"Ha!?

Lance opens his eyes to the extreme and stares at me.

"Oh, you, that makeup and fitness, aren't you someone else like a fraud!

……

Why mistakenly see his fellow countryman with pointy ears as someone else?

It's too mysterious.

Because of the makeup and the dress, she seemed like someone else.

"Lance, please sit down."

"Uh, no, really, is it Mel?

"I'm saying yes. You think Fore Elf is in the capital of kings in large numbers?

"No... not here"

I told him to squeal, and Lance took a seat with Stone.

"Hey, what do you mean, Mel Lislis Liechtenberger?

"I was adopted by the Marquis of Liechtenberger."

"What? You, are you a nobleman now?

"Well...... right"

"As a rare beast, they didn't buy it for gold, did they?

"You're rude! The Liechtenbergers, they don't do that!

Explain it thoroughly so as not to make weird imaginations work.

"The Liechtenbergers run an organization that protects phantom beasts, and they adopted them so that my phantom beast, a rare being, could live happily ever after."

"Ah... yes, is it"

Here, the Marquis greets Lance.

"I am the head of the Marquis of Liechtenberger. My daughter and I were in the same town."

"Ha."

That's Lance, too, doesn't seem to bite the Marquis.

While Lance's confusion cannot be solved, the meal begins.

The appetizer is a mountain chestnut potage. In the heart of a gentle yellow soup, raw cream is dropped.

After being served, Lance raised his hand.

"Oh, excuse me, Marquis Liechtenberger. I don't know how to cook like this."

"Good. Eat whatever you want"

"But"

"Fine."

"Lance, it's okay. Neither am I. I'm not used to it yet."

"Oh well."

"A lot of lined cutlery, they use it from the outside. When you wipe your mouth, use the napkin in front of you."

"Oh, wow."

Lance, having heard my words, is relieved or starts drinking soup with a spoon in his hand.

"What is this soup......! Too good......!

That would be the case, too. The food at the Marquis de Liechtenberger is excellent.

Lance was shining his eyes and drinking soup.

This was followed by an appetizer, Terrine, a pig pig. Again, it is delicious.

"People who live in Wangdu eat something so good."

"The meal here is special. But there are many inexpensive and delicious stores."

"Right."

Were you hungry? Lance seemed really delicious, flattening the dish.

The Marquis is silently eating food without sending a particular blaming gaze. Neither is Lieselotte.

The next thing I did was mushroom cream pie. There is a mushroom cream simmer in the cup and pie dough is covered from the top.

When I added the spoon, the pie dough was torn. Eating the cream stew and pie dough together fills my mouth with happiness.

The main dish of fish dishes is sautéed white fish. It is well buttered and peppered and very tasty.

The main meat dish is a stewed red wine from a triangular beef. It is simmered until the meat is trout.

After refreshing her mouth with the salad, she ate soft cheese under the name of raw cheese. I can't believe this is delicious.

"What is this... really, what is this"

For the first taste, Lance was flattered.

"Still want some?

Lance nodded loudly at the Marquis's question.

Finally, dessert is brought. The Marquis loves it too, it's a custard pudding.

Lance would be new to this, too.

"Yep... what, this"

Gradually, Lance loses her vocabulary. Eating pudding, he even repeated "what the hell is this".

After you finish your meal, get to the bottom of it.