The reborn aristocrat is ambitious! "You've got pretty good status, give em to me"

Isaac and Hans sit next to each other, and Claude and Bridget sit across from each other.

Servants were moving handily around them.

Bridget takes Dafu out of the box he brings and arranges it on a plate.

Just one thing, I'm lost in preparing cutlery like knives and forks.

"Just a plate will do. 'Cause I'm gonna eat with my hand grabbed."

Bridget sees them and follows them in.

Then I wondered if I would just prepare the dishes as they were, and gently add the fingerballs and napkins in front of each person.

There doesn't seem to be any leakage on them.

"The white and small one over here is a blessing made by my mother, and the green one is a yomogi cake made by Claude's mother."

"Hmm? You met my mother?

Claude asks Bridget when he hears that his own mother made the cake.

"I gave it to an infidel who doesn't return home once a year, and it was given to me before I got here."

"Mmmm..."

Sure, Claude hasn't been home this year.

But that's for a good reason.

"It was half a joke, though. He told me he was worried about Isaac, so he understood."

"Well, I guess so"

As for Claude, it's like he stayed for the elves.

I was worried about what Isaac would do, but more than that, I was like, "Is it okay for a child to be a lord's deputy? I was worried."

Everyone should insult their children if they become lord's deputies.

If that happens, there may be confusion in Marquis Wellrod territory.

The confusion should also have a negative impact on the elves......, was.

Fortunately, so far, nothing seems to be wrong.

Claude's worries end in concern.

But still, as you can tell right away when something happened, I didn't think it was a mistake to have stayed at the mansion.

Obtaining information in case of an emergency is what you are expected to do as an ambassador.

"But whether this fits the mouth of Isaac or Lord Hans..."

Claude's worry lay in the taste of Dafu.

I'm worried it won't be enough for Isaac, who's used to sweet cakes, chocolate, etc.

Above all, Claude herself is hooked on chocolate, so I was wondering if she would be too blessed and unsatisfied.

"It's okay, it's okay. I know it's different from what you usually eat."

Isaac reaches out to get the cake.

"Wait."

Hans grabbed the hand and stopped.

"Poisoning first."

"What!?

Isaac was surprised by the unexpected words.

Bridget is also surprised by this.

"I don't think Mr. Bridget's going to poison you."

"It's not. Just in case."

Hans starts explaining for Isaac, who doesn't understand the current situation.

"Okay. I've heard that even things that elves usually eat can be poisonous to humans. It doesn't matter if you trust them or not. There may be food being used that adversely affects humans. No offense, either. It's not just for me to make you look poisonous. It is also for Lord Bridget to make sure he is safe first."

"I see. Is that what happened? I certainly don't want to bother Mr. Bridget."

Here the problems caused by the differences in race surface.

I didn't care because I usually eat the same thing, but Isaac can also understand that there are things I shouldn't feed.

"That looks delicious and you can have it," he said of chocolate, never feeding it to Patrick the dog.

Because I remember hearing in my previous life that chocolate is poisonous to dogs.

If I thought that similar issues would be human and elf, I naturally assumed Hans' concern.

"In the first place, you're the few precious Marquis Welrod direct line boys left. There was a disturbance in your house, so be conscious of protecting yourself. What was my brother teaching..."

Hans looks up to heaven.

His parents were sensitive to that sort of thing.

Isaac agreed with this.

If Melinda came after the poison, Isaac was in danger of dying.

It makes me wonder if you could have taken into account how to keep yourself safe.

Though, I didn't even think to blame you right away because someone might have seen the poison in Isaac's absence.

"Let me poison the green one."

"Then I will poison the white one."

Two servants run for poison watch.

If you eat both by yourself, you don't know which one is poisoned.

So I'm trying to eat separately.

I guess it still had the work of someone like them out of Isaac's ignorance because he seems used to making poison sights.

"Mmm."

A servant who ate a yomogi cake groans.

A perimeter gaze gathered on him.

"It's like having grass in your mouth that grows in the wild... But there's no egumi, it's like it matches something like a bean in there... The texture feels strange, too. You might want to be careful not to get stuck in your throat."

(Toxic tourist? Actually, I just wanted to try it...)

Isaac begins to question the servant who for some reason begins to explain the yomogi cake.

"... there seems to be no particular problem."

"Sounds like it."

I see no abnormality in the servants.

Thinking it was safe, Isaac took Dafu and took a bite.

"Oh, this is salty."

What Isaac ate was not sweet filling with sugar.

It tasted like salt Dafu, which my father liked to eat in his previous life.

To a nostalgic taste, Isaac's cheeks loosen.

"Dafu tastes salty. Is there anything else?

Bridget looks strange.

Unlike Isaac, she seems to know only Salt Dafu.

But Claude wasn't.

"When I was a kid, I used to eat sweet Dafu with sugar. Isn't that what this is about?

"Heh, there was such a sweet Dafu. But how do you know that?

"What,... because I read it in a book?

Book Reliance in Trouble.

I'm not lying.

I have read magazines in my previous life that feature things like Chocolate Dafu and Strawberry Dafu.

I just haven't said whether I read the book in my previous or present life.

"Nevertheless, you'll want some green tea"

Black tea is fine, but when I'm eating Dafu or something, I want some tannic green tea.

Isaac groaned.

"Oh yeah? Well, I'll bring it next time."

"I also have green tea. So, do you have miso or soy sauce?

Isaac, who was somewhat concerned, asked Bridget.

"No, I don't."

"Really..."

But the sad answer comes back.

After all, Isaac was disappointed that it was impossible to seek that far.

"Don't be so depressed anymore. It's not like I did anything wrong. If it's after next year, I can make it for you, so just send it to me."

"Heh? But you said no, right?

"For this year (...) I mean. We're all going to eat on New Year's Eve or something. I started trading with humans and now that salt is easily available, it looks like I'm going to make a lot of it from now on. Isn't it done by next year or so?

"Oh, uh, I see. Is that so?"

(All right! I can eat Japanese food in a while!

At the time of making Dafu, there is rice.

Then I think there must be some regular rice, and Isaac makes his chest jump.

"... Isaac. Could it be that you wanted to interact with the elves because you wanted to eat the food from the elves?

I'm staring at Isaac with Hans' seemingly complicated expression.

I was wondering if there was any noble reason, but suppose the reason to get along with the elves was food......

"It's a childish reason," I suppose, but that's where Isaac's ratings change in Hans.

"No, you don't. Because I wasn't interested in elf culture then. I tried to interact because we were going to get along purely."

"Right."

Turns out Isaac's interest in cooking elves came after he got along, and Hans felt a frustratingly complicated emotion.

I just don't know if we're going to start getting along because of food.

But I also thought it would be better to have something a little childish.

"I just want to try it with soy sauce, not salt on pine mushrooms"

"Right..."

I wish I had a childish place. So, that makes me nervous.

Because Isaac's behavior becomes unpredictable, not "controlled violence" but "violence caused by children's emotions".

Even though I know it's a mistake to ask a child for more, it's because Isaac is not a normal child so he expects a lot.

Either way, I get complicated emotions.

For now, "I just want you to keep me from acting emotionally," Hans hoped.

"Speaking of which, how was the village? Has it made any difference?

Claude asked about the village of Bridget.

I haven't been home this year, so I still seem concerned.

"Everyone was fine. When it comes to unusual things, I think we've made our way."

"What, the road!

"Dao!?

Isaac and Claude raise their voices of surprise.

Before, they said, "What if we made our way to the village of Elves?," he said.

I was surprised that the village elves moved into action before they actually moved on.

"Why are you surprised... I think the elders said," I'm tired of walking in the woods, "and made my own way to the exchange with someone I know."

"Grandpa, what are you doing..."

Now Claude looked up to heaven.

You just didn't think it was a good idea to make your way into the woods without consulting the villagers.

He is an aggressive grandfather.

"But no one was complaining. Seems like someone suddenly made their way out and was flattered, but if there's a way, it's convenient. I bought a horse and a carriage and used it to transport old people and stuff, so there's no problem, is there?

Elves and I'm not stupid.

We can think and implement what our lives require.

It was conceived of harmony with nature and moved to action to the extent that it could be compromised.

In the meantime, we may even connect the distant villages to start trading.

Isaac and Claude's discussion went to waste.

But this is not good for Isaac.

If more elves start trading with humans, it will cut the relationship and make it hard.

You can keep holding a trump card called an elf because it means you can have an advantage in some negotiating place.

"I'm not sure, but you seem to have changed a lot since you made contact. When Randolph returns, he'll have to discuss it with the elf representatives. Don't rush to solve this on your own."

Hans said to Isaac.

In the event of a sudden change, it is better to organise the situation by means of a discussion again.

That discussion, however, was not appropriate for Isaac and Hans.

It is painful as an authority for the deputies of the Lords' deputies and their guardians to decide on inter-ethnic arrangements.

Like Randolph, there must be someone in a position to take responsibility as next principals.

"Yes, I know. I have no experience or knowledge of acting as a lord. [M] The only thing I need right now is to stabilize my territory. But I also understand that it's even difficult. I won't be impotent."

"Um, that's fine"

- I know who I am.

It seems easy at first sight and is very difficult.

Especially when it comes to accepting that ”it's something you can't do."

Isaac, who accepts it, was reconsidered by Hans as "after all, not just a child".

"By the way, is Bridget good with Isaac anymore? It looks like it used to be."

Bridget mumbles.

Because Claude said he couldn't read the air.

"We were talking in a natural stream because of... Just a little more attention."

"... sorry"

I don't know why I'm being blamed, but Claude had words of apology coming out of his mouth naturally.

Bridget sighed once and started talking.

"I told the elders and they laughed at me. 'Why are you angry to that extent', right? Compared to Isaac's ancestors, it's a child's decoy."

Isaac and Hans face to face as the ancestors of the Marquis Welrod family came into the conversation.

We both know in our books that the Reid Kingdom was "awesome" during its founding.

They were moving a lot so that they wouldn't try to incorporate the urban state into the Reid kingdom or break away.

Mainly because of Nolan, the first contemporary.

I feel somewhat uncomfortable because it's your ancestors' business, even if it's not what I did.

That seems to be not only Isaac, but Hans as well.

"But you can't because your own brother is gone, because now you can't kill your father or your grandfather. If you do that, I'll go back to the village, no matter what the ambassador or whatever!

"No, I won't do that! What? I'm enjoying killing my family in Mr. Bridget, being a pleasure killer!?

"No?

"No, I'm not!

Claude looks kindly at the interaction between the two who somehow feel nostalgic.

Only Hans had a dry grin the first time he saw the two assertions.