Tearmoon Empire Story

"By the way, Theon, I don't see Mr. Keithwood, what's the matter?"

It was meer who was drowning in thoughts, but then she returned to me and looked toward Zion.

"Oh, it's Keith Wood..."

Theon smiled unexpectedly.

"Somehow, I said I had some business to do, and I left right away." Now, what are you doing... or maybe you're just trying to be attentive to this person... "

To leave Tiona alone, I wonder if that's what you're thinking, and the sion with a bitter smile... but unusually, that was unexpected.

It's not such an easy story.

Keith Wood was desperate for a fight he couldn't pull off.

A horse-drawn carriage remained on the street near Schubert Mansion.

Keith Wood, who had disappeared, slipped into it.

In the carriage, there was an old fellow warrior, Saffias.

Hello, Saffias. For a while.

"Oh, you're here. Master Keithwood, you've been a long time.”

Saffias greeted Keith Wood with a gentle smile. But immediately, his face became cloudy.

“I'm sorry this happened at this time of year when the cooking party in St. Noel's wasn't healing.”

In response to a sudden apology, Keith Wood unexpectedly smiled bitterly.

"No, I'm glad I made it." After all, both Princess Meir and the Tier Moon Empire are important to my Sancland. It's only natural that we help with that crisis. ”

Then Keith Wood gave a sharp expression.

So... what's the plan?

"Oh, first of all, the basic line of the operation is' let them cook simple dishes'." I'm thinking of making it into a vegetable-focused hotpot dish. "

"Just chop it and put it in...?"

"Yes. Dario... uh, do you remember the boy I followed as a squire when I was in St. Noel's?"

"Yes, of course. Is it the sigh of the Schubert family?"

"That's right." Retizia's younger brother. It seems that he consulted with the Schubert family veteran maid and offered his advice. By chopping the vegetables, it seems that I got a certification that I would be able to cook properly and that I would not fail if I didn't add strange condiments. If I was poisoned and it seemed to taste bad, I'd say it would add a little flavor to it..... "

"I see. That's... sorry to have to be sacrificed..."

Saffias nodded to Keith Wood, who looked bitter.

"I know, that's why I want to reduce the damage as much as possible. So... there's another way."

"Huh. What do you mean?"

Saffias nodded deeply, then whispered...

"I'm trying to buy as much time as possible." So, while you wait, I'll let you eat a lot of sweets. "

"Hmm, I see... you've thought about it." When people are hungry, they also lose the energy to cook. Your feelings may be fading as you try to make extra arrangements..... "

Saffias nodded as he framed his arms.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Meir is a lover of eating. If you serve tea before you cook, you'll have to eat it. I'll leave that area to Dario. He's going to make me eat a lot of sweets until I get there."

But is it okay to leave that much to me?

Saffias smiled at Keith Wood, who seemed anxious.

"Oh, Dario can see the trail of the Marquis of Schubert. There's no doubt that you're good, that you're going to stand around."

Then, all at once, Saffias gave a gentle smile.

"Besides, he's a good-looking and dexterous man." St. Noel worked hard as a squire for me. As my brother-in-law, I hope you can help me bring together the Blue Moon sect as one of my arms. "

Saffias said, as if he could think of a bright future.

... Dario was struggling with some of the heavy expectations from Saffias... he became one of them.

First, Dario starts to act to feed the snacks, as Saffias planned.

"Sister, how about you have some tea or a light lunch until Saffias is here?" Just now, there's the fin meat of Sankeland beef, so roast it..... "

In the second half, I saw the truth that I was full now, but I was hiding... Well, aside from that.

"With such advances from my brother, Letizia..."

"Fufufu, what are you already saying, Dario?" If you're not hungry, you'll lose your motivation. ”

Cut and dumped!

The plan has been spotted!

Retizia is a very clever person when it comes to things other than cooking!

"It's slower than that, Mr. Saffias." They'll be here soon, so why don't we just get ready first? "

Dario said in a panic to his motivated sister.

"Ah, no. Sister, if you don't wait for Saffias... I think Saffias will hate you if you don't do the right thing..."

That's how I said the subtle killer word.

Saffias dislikes me... so to speak, most of the time, it's a magical word that my sister regains her coolness.

"Dario, it doesn't matter, but Saffias will be your brother." Therefore, from now on, I'd better call you "oniisan" with a sense of affection... Isn't that what she wants too? "

And it came to pass, when it came to Safias, that Retizia was a little wise to be a son of an asshole.

"Yeah, well, that's chasing chasing."

Dario, light through this.

"Anyway, isn't it a bad idea to start cooking first..." I can't wait to join you, Saffias, as always.... "

Dario, it looks familiar, but it depends on my sister's persuasion. But... there's only one thing out of calculation. "That's..."

"Always... I see. I don't even know what Dario said..."

Naturally, Meer takes a step forward. "Yup, yup, after nodding like a feather..."

"But it's always the same, isn't it boring?"

You're making a fuss!

"Um... Princess Meir." What does that mean? ”

Dario, it's "troublesome", I barely put up with it even though I'm going out to my face.

"It's decided." Love is a surprise. In other words, when Mr. Saffias arrives, isn't that something that belongs to Party B? "

Dario unexpectedly sweated coldly at the words that flowed from there.

Huh...? This isn't good, is it? such as Dario who appropriately speculates.

And more! Someone made a point of saying something extra. "That's..."

"Oh, that's fine, isn't it?" For the planned hot pot dishes, just chop the ingredients and simmer. I have no choice but to fail. "

An elderly maid with a beautiful smile that always looked the same... it was Gerta.

"No, but..."

That's what the veteran maid said, and Dario was stuck with words for a moment.

Sure enough, she told me that if I cooked hot pot, I'd be fine. However, in the face of the powerful element of Meer, that confidence was shaking fast.

But Gerta... said it like a whisper.

"Fufufu, it's okay." I'll give you a taste, too. "

Dario felt... his heart suddenly lightened.

That's right, this old maid is just a veteran, and she's the easiest person to do what we want her to do.

I'm sure she could taste it a little, add condiments, and season it. You must be able to.

Besides... it's a hassle to continue to oppose it in the first place. so......

"Well, if that's the case..."

Next time, Dario, the trace son of the Marquis of Schubert, washed away breathlessly.