"Well, Lucas. It's unusual, I can't believe you're on this invitation."

"Welcome, Mother. When I was in the backyard, I didn't show any interest in every event, so I didn't expect to rent out the garden of the royal palace and hold such a event."

The gardens of the Kingdom of Luden boast enormous fountains, greenhouses and perfectly shaped plantings.

At the corner of its vast square, where the Knights parade takes place on holidays, Juliana smiled at her son.

A white table with iron legs, a chamberlain with a huge sunshade umbrella, and a wide hat and gloves to keep you comfortable outdoors.

At first glance, it looks like inviting my son to a garden party.

But what was obviously unusual was its placement and the existence of a "gallery".

Next to the fountain, there are two spaces on the left and right, arranged squarely in cobblestones and resembling a stage.

Above the cobblestone, there is a large cooking table as tall as the waist, a simple kamado, and a huge kamame with water in it.

Juliana was just sitting in an audience seat staring at it.

In addition, the rope was stretched around in such a way that she would be at the forefront, and behind it, servants throughout the royal palace twitched.

A maid of honor, a martin, a cook, a laundry lady, a guard... Anyway, everyone who could make time convenient.

They were looking forward to the moment when actors appeared on the "stage", uniquely and with hidden excitement.

"A competition with the best chef in the royal palace... What the hell happened this time...."

Lower your hips gently on the prepared chair and blur Lucas as you gracefully assemble your long legs.

The maid-in-law, who had stood beside Juliana, lowered her head with her shoulders narrowly when she heard the slutty murmur.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think this was going to happen....."

What happened was a day ago.

It goes back to when Gerda encountered Georges Ramadier, the head chef of the royal diner in front of the maid's dorm.

He was about to storm the dormitory of the Boys' Restraint, and when asked, he wanted to tell the Elma girl something.

Without qualifications as a cook, she walked into the kitchen as an amatsu woman and wanted to ask for an apology for violating her rights.

Instead of cooking, the maid in charge, who knew how to make the reflector, hurriedly summoned Elma and lowered her head, when she leaked,

"The idea that cooking should be made by someone who can make something delicious, not by qualification or gender, is not 'normal'."

Georges was furious at his remarks.

You can make something better than me!?

It was like this that we were going to have to confront which of us was better at cooking.

Gerda said that even if it was difficult to hear Montaigne, it was enough anger to convey clear anger.

George raised his prestige as a cook and declared that if his dishes did not match the tongues of the noble, he could stop being a chef.

But in that case, it also affects the dignity of First Prince Felix, who pulled him out.

If so, it would be better for the prince himself, rather than the servant in the palace, to make that decision.

But when Gerda played it, Felix, the Prince of Fools and his reputation, barely said, "No, I don't want that."

Everything was a hassle, even before the reign, "for such nonsense," and it was troublesome to talk about the dishes made by the lowly maid.

"Brother-in-law...."

Lucas, who was listening, seized his forehead.

It is important to gather the support of the Miyakami even when it comes to servants before taking office.

If you didn't want to talk about the maid's cooking, you should have admitted that "Georges Ramadier is the chef of this castle without competing."

Anyway, there's nothing I can do if you refuse.

Gerda was half relieved, and George said this story would stop, but he was stubborn enough to return it.

There will still be "noble people" in this castle with you.

Gerda, who had been with the ex-husband of Juliana for twenty years, explained the situation to her.

She is vigilant and has never been involved in this disturbance before.

I'm sure it was a good thing that you said no, but...

"Oh, that sounds interesting. I want to cook Elma's food and try it."

What an unexpected and utterly inspired conversation.

After the tea party with Elma, it seems that a lot of things have blown up. She said, "Why don't we have other servants eat it?" "Should we call everyone in the palace?" All right, then let's rent out the garden, "he said, rather spreading the story.

When I realized it, I was going to gather Miyakami's servants and hold a big "which cooking show" - that's why.

"Why, when that girl gets involved, these things happen all the time...."

Lucas, who ran out of preparation for the Knights' ceremony - well, taking care of the trouble was welcome on his part - remembered all this and made him look masculine.

"Well, when you look at a girl and you're dictating from one end to the other, don't you think she doesn't like you? You're not attracted to unexpected women, are you?

"In your words, Mother, I also like it. And the unexpectedness that a man likes is to say that he was unexpectedly beautiful when he took off his glasses, or that a sturdy woman was actually vulnerable to alcohol. That's not her surprise. I don't know when or how it's gonna explode. It's just unpredictable, like a landmine."

Lucas replied with a blurred expression.

While a prince, he belonged to the Knights, and sometimes he went downtown to make friendships with ordinary people. Many voices said that he was "out-of-the-box" and "out of common sense." Lucas himself accepted it, but now I think I see a girl (Elma) who discards the two characters of "normal" with her own power.

I am totally a common sense person.

When he took off his glasses, Gerda glanced at Lucas's face, but the prince stared at the stage in a mood without realizing it.

"Since she came to the palace, I've cleaned up the reflector, been followed by a hunting alumni club who've been passionate about the bear demolition technique."

Anyway, Elma's skills are so amazing that if you burn a plate, you can make something national treasure, and if you make a toy, you dig up fossils of ancient life, that's all.

It was Gerda and Lucas who brought her into the palace, but things happen to the maid in charge, so Lucas will have to deal with them.

But if you sell the plates behind closed doors, "rare ceramic writer, now!" When the city sneaks up and secretly donates fossils to the academy, "History moved!" The investigation team came to the royal palace, and recently he had no time to rest.

Oh, well. But while saying that, this is how you come here. You really like her, don't you?

"--Well, you're good at cooking, right? And I wondered who the new chef would be."

Lucas lifts his shaped lips at one end and shrugs his shoulders.

I think the newly hired Montenegrin chef is doing a good job, but I was worried about being isolated in the palace.

I avoided contact in front of my half-brother, but if this time he threw me away, I might use this as an opportunity to deepen my relationship.

Getting along with the person in charge of food safety is very beneficial to the Second Prince, who is at risk of somehow poisoning.

Lucas is now a man who pays careful calculations for relationships.

"Whoa, here we go."

At that time, if the gallery groans and pronounces itself Georgian-ruden-style, it turns out that george came.

Wearing a high cock hat, which is becoming popular in Rouden, she wears a red chief around her neck indicating her position as a chef.

Short, cured hair on firm arms.

It seems like a Montagnard with intense emotional ups and downs, but with sharp eyes and stretched spine, you can feel a sense of reticence to work.

I thought it was not a bad look.

"Former Princess Juliana, and Prince Lucas. I would like to thank you for the honor of your deliberations. Collect the best of my technology and please give it a taste."

George takes off his hat and bows.

He looked like a high-pride Montagnard, and even in front of the royal family he remained in his native language, but he was rather polite enough to speak up.

"Permission granted. I expect your loyalty and your skill."

"I look forward to it."

After my mother, Lucas answers briefly.

Here Juliana is the organizer. You must not obstruct her progress.

Juliana nodded satisfactorily, spreading her fans.

"Georg - No, George Ramadier. If you win this confrontation, I will watch over you and promise my son Lucas and His Royal Highness Felix my place in this palace."

Not only Prince Felix of All Fools, but also the prominent Second Prince and his mother.

Now Georges can secure a certain power in the palace, whether he is abandoned by Felix or vice versa. It was an impeccable reward.

George was so excited that he lowered his head deeply.

Eventually, he switched consciousness or made preparations with a vigorous move.

Not only did they say that they had done all the luxury of the world, but they brought in a variety of ingredients that were incredible for both of them, and began to warm up their hearts.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen on the left, the maid who was supposed to have been challenged still didn't show up.

A confrontation with a protagonist, the chef, is too sincere an attitude in front of the royal family.

The suspicious servants gradually whispered to each other.

But...

- Oh, my God!

The momentum to push them spread a sigh, and Lucas raised his face.

And I understood the sight ahead of them and opened my eyes a little.

Slowly pushing the trolley with a dull sound is a small maid with thick glasses in the wilderness.

Looking straight ahead in the early summer sun, which was just in the middle of the day, was like an actor through the flower path, but more importantly, there was an object that boasted a strange presence that the surroundings had to penetrate.

Large cooking utensils and large quantities of flour on the trolley.

I know this.

Likewise, there are plenty of cabbage and seasonings.

I know this too.

Lots of hard bread.

Although I care about the roughness of this, I understand.

Giant tuna.

――

Lucas stood up unexpectedly.

"Where did you get that stuff?!"