𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟗: 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐥
We sat around a long table, four of us.
Even so, Robin is the one sitting across from me, with slaves on either side.
“Then, let’s eat, giving thanks to the goddess of abundance, Diana.”
Robin is surprised and folds his hands in prayer.
He’s like a child who forgot to say grace.
I imitated last night’s dinner, but maybe it’s only done on special occasions?
Speaking of which, I always ate alone at home, so I just said the Buddhist-style grace.
Is this rule not standard?
However, the slaves on both sides are closing their eyes and praying.
I finish a brief prayer.
🔹𝙰𝚠𝖊𝚋𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝔰.𝚌𝚘𝚖 ― 𝙸𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 “𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜” 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜🔹
Hmm, it looks delicious.
A stew of potatoes and rabbit meat with plenty of soup, round bread, and chunks of meat and vegetables.
The salad is seasoned with vinegar, olive oil, mustard, and herbs, giving it a spicy taste.
The noodles are gray, flat noodles with cheese on top of potatoes and vegetables.
Hmm, it seems to be more of an adult taste, but I wonder if the loli is okay?
After the prayer, the loli is pouring tea for everyone.
“Robin, what practical work will you do in the afternoon?”
“Yes! It’s a practical test of the magic we learned in the classroom. We perform the practical in front of the professor and get points for the exam.”
“I see. Points for the exam. . .”
Huh? Isn’t graduation based on submitting a report?
The loli pours into the last cup, but it seems the pot is empty.
“Um, I’ll go get some tea.”
“Okay, I understand.”
I answer without turning my face.
The loli heads to the water heater counter with the pot.
“I see, this time it’s a wind magic exam. . . What was the last exam?”
“Yes, the last one was Fire Tornado, and the one before that was Fireball.”
“Only fire attributes, huh.”
The first magic you learn when you level up and the next area attack magic.
“Yes, fire is more convenient to use, so it’s popular.”
“Hmm, this time it’s wind. . .”
The ones that came out in the morning class were Wind Cutter and Storm. Both were initial magic of wind, single and area.
Hmm? Wind is supposed to be about handling fire because of the heat difference in the atmosphere.
“You said wind magic? Why?”
“Yes, wind magic is technically a fire attribute, but it doesn’t seem to be very popular. That professor is one of the few who can use high-level wind magic, and the conversation tends to drift to wind magic. There’s a rumor that he’s looking for a successor.”
“I see, high-level wind magic. . . I’d like to see that.”
I remember, the highest power was the area magic Downburst, right?
Creating a Downburst is certainly difficult.
You have to create it from a cumulonimbus cloud.
“Yes, but it’s a magic that doesn’t have much use.”
“That’s not true. . .”
A loud noise stops time in the cafeteria for a moment.
When I turn around, I see the loli fallen on the floor and two men with swords lowered, grinning.
The lid of the pot rolling on the floor.
“Hey, hey, why is a stinky slave wearing a school uniform here?.”
“Ouch~♪ My bone is broken lol. How are you going to compensate me?”
I ask without looking back at Robin.
“Um, I’ve never seen the uniform before, who are they?”
“They are trainee knights affiliated with the kingdom’s army. Damn, they’re disgracing the kingdom’s knights. . .”
“I see, then I’ll go talk to them.”
I stand up, Vesta tries to stand up too, but I raise my hand to stop her.
“””Hahahaha.”””
The loli slowly gets up and cleans up the dropped pot.
There’s no highlight in her eyes.
I’ll definitely make these guys cry!!
I stand in front of the laughing soldiers.
“Well, well, kingdom knights, did my slave do something wrong?”
“Oh, oh, a rich boy has come out.”
“This guy broke my arm lol. It hurts, so give me compensation.”
Alright. I’ll increase the number of bones.
“How’s your injury?”
🩴
“Huh?”
I quickly pull the arm he’s complaining about, lock the joint, and put my weight on it.
It’s important to do this with all your might.
The sound of something breaking echoes in the silent cafeteria.
The man’s scream echoes.
All the students are covering their ears or putting their hands over their mouths.
“Oh my, it’s really broken. How about this arm?”
“Hey, you!! Do you know what you’re doing to the kingdom’s knights!!”
He puts his hand on his sword. Three-point.
“Well, well, kingdom knights, are you such cowards that you can’t even maintain your authority without drawing your sword on my female slave and an unarmed student?”
“What!!”
Since he drew his sword, I punch him in the chin with a right hook without hesitation.
His brain shakes and he collapses on the floor in an instant.
“Udega!! Udega!!”
I choke the noisy man and drop him.
Two men lying on the floor as if they were dead.
🩴
Alright!! Let’s eat before it gets cold.
“Marca, take your time. I’d like a refill of tea.”
“Y, Yes.”
The little girl, fixing her wet uniform, heads to the water heater counter with the pot in her shaky steps.
I sit down and start eating as if nothing happened.
Hmm. It’s delicious.
The rabbit stew on the large plate is heavily seasoned.
The noodles were said to be pasta, but they taste like soba.
The bread has a crumbly texture, but when dipped in the stew, it becomes soft and the oil seeps in, making it delicious.
The noodle dish, no matter how you look at it, is soba. If I can get these noodles, can I eat zaru soba?
But, what about the dipping sauce? I can make the broth with dried mushrooms, but I don’t have soy sauce. . .
“Um, wouldn’t it be better if Otto-sama left here?”
Robin, who looks worried, speaks.
Hey, there’s no way I’m leaving before I finish eating, right?
“Don’t worry. My older brother is a military superior.”
I haven’t seen him recently though.
Well, even if I destroy a whole division, it would just be a sibling quarrel, right?
I have the slightly dirty loli pour me some tea.
I clear the large plate and noodles.
I enjoy the tea after the meal.
“Robin, there’s an empty seat, so you can relax, right?”
I speak to Robin, who is restless.
There’s still time until the afternoon bell.
“Um, it’s about time to move. . .”
“Apprentice!! How long are you going to slack off!!”
It’s noisy. A thin, bearded knight in armor storms into the dining hall.
He’s at a loss for words at the sight of the two men sprawled on the floor.
“Wh. . .what. . .happened?!”
The few people left in the dining hall are looking down.
“That rude person harmed my slave, who is my property, so I punished him. If you have a problem with that, bring it on.”
The skinny knight in armor puts his hand on his sword and turns towards me.
“What!! You! Do you know that we are the Royal Knights and still act like this!!”
“I don’t care!”
This tea is delicious.
“Huh?”
The bearded knight draws his sword.
“No matter who you are, I won’t forgive anyone who lays a hand on my woman!!”
Since he drew his sword, I won’t show mercy.
I put down my cup, stand up, and construct a mega particle cannon in both hands and an amplification ring on my head.
I’m going to turn this bearded guy into charcoal.
“Please wait, Otto von Haedecker-sama!! That man is my uncle!!”
Robin jumps over the table and tackles me at the waist.
“Uncle!! This man is Otto von Haedecker-sama, the third son of the Duke Haedecker family!! Please sheathe your sword!!”
We’re both surprised.
The bearded knight puts down his sword on the spot and kneels.
“Please show mercy!!”
Robin, who is still clinging to my waist, cries out with tears in his eyes.
Tch, I lost another chance to shoot at someone.
I didn’t miss Vesta, who was still sitting, muttering “The tea is delicious.”
🩴
There was a commotion, but it was settled by the higher-ups, so the rest is just a matter of course.
Well, in such cases, it doesn’t matter how much the lower ranks try to be smart.
Moreover, the bearded knight was a subordinate of my older brother.
If it comes to this, having a real military fight over a sibling quarrel because of the disgrace of a subordinate whose name I don’t know.
It’s nothing but a scandal.
Everything will be buried in darkness.
However, only the rumors within the academy will survive.
He defeated a knight with his bare hands to protect a female slave.
He would fight even against the royal army for a woman.
Two servings are part of the dessert. (In a sexual sense)
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