Chapter 57: Attend the Imperial Banquet (1)

It’s a bit uncomfortable.

I turned my head to get out of this place somehow, but I was already sitting in a chair.

“It’s been a while since it’s been delicious. Do you have a spoon?”

“Yes.”

She brought the hot soup in a bowl. I tried to get up to get it, but Armil said it was unnecessary.

“Here. Let’s eat.”

“Thank you for the meal.”

The soup was very delicious. I apologized, sneaking glances at her.

“I’m sorry. I was rude yesterday.”

“It’s okay. It can happen. If you’re really sorry, let’s have a meal next time. Drinks are fine too.”

“Of course. Call me anytime.”

“How’s the soup?”

“It’s delicious.”

“I’m glad.”

There was a moment of silence.

When drinking alcohol, I talked without hesitation, borrowing the intoxication, but the situation is very different now.

The one sitting in front of me is one of the strongest in the world. In addition, considering the mess I made yesterday, it’s strange to have a normal conversation.

“Don’t worry too much. It can happen when you drink alcohol.”

She stroked my head and put on her coat. She had already finished the soup.

“I have work to do, so I’ll go first. You can rest and go, or do whatever you want.”

“Yes. I’ll eat and go as soon as possible.”

“Do whatever you want. Be careful on your way back.”

I bowed my head deeply and greeted her. Armil went out and I was left alone.

Only then did I lean on the backrest and spread out.

“Sigh. Really. What are you doing, idiot? Please get a grip.”

I tapped my forehead with my palm.

I blamed myself and ate the soup. I put it in the sink and scrubbed it hard with a sponge.

I wanted to clean, but Armil’s house is probably basically engraved with cleaning magic.

“Isn’t there anything I can do?”

I headed home, wondering if there was a way to repay my apologies and gratitude.

As a result of a lot of thinking, what came to mind was a side dish for alcohol.

It is to give food that Armil usually eats with alcohol.

But unlike desserts that can be stored for a long time, side dishes cannot be stored for a long time.

After all, the side dish itself is a dish.

So this time, I’m just going to tell her the recipe for the side dish I know.

Armil, who appeared in the original work, often drank alone, and at that time, she sometimes made her own side dishes.

“What would be good?”

I thought of the food that Armil likes.

‘Cheese, eggs, meat, spicy things, are these the things that come to mind right away?’

When I thought of cheese, I thought of corn cheese.

After seasoning boiled corn a little, sprinkle melted cheese on it and it’s done. It’s so simple that you can easily follow it at home.

If you go to a bar, this costs more than 5,000 won.

“Next… would cream shrimp be good?”

It’s basically savory because it’s cream-based. If you add salt, it’s salty, so it’s perfect as a side dish with alcohol.

I wrote down the recipe I learned when I was working part-time at a bar.

“Ramyeon is also good, but there is no such thing as ramen… um. Isn’t there something else?”

I thought of and wrote down the recipes that suit her taste. So six recipes were completed.

This time, too, I called the butler.

“Where should I deliver it this time?”

“Send it to Armil of the Blazing Castle.”

“Armil? Oh, yes. I understand.”

The butler took the small paper box.

I rested for a while.

Honestly, I still have a headache because I even lost my consciousness due to drinking too much yesterday.

Then someone knocked on the door.

Knock, knock,

It was Aris.

I remembered her promise a while ago, along with the thought of why she was here.

‘Oh, right. I told her to come back in two days to give her medicine for the wound.’

I took out the Arfus that I was refrigerating.

“It’s been a while. Aris.”

“It’s been a while. Rachel. Certainly, thanks to you, I’ve healed a lot.”

“Let me see.”

I brought her into the house. As soon as Aris closed the door, she took off her top.

‘Certainly, a lot of the purple poison has disappeared. Enough to be naturally healed without using medicine.’

But it will heal faster if you use medicine.

“I’ll apply it for you today, so come in for a moment.”

“Ahem. I will.”

I sat her on the sofa and applied the medicine again. Other than that, all the injuries were healed, so I only applied it to the wound area.

“Now try using aura.”

“Sigh. Certainly, as the heir of the Medicine King, you apply medicine well. Thank you.”

“No. I’m grateful. If Aris wasn’t there, I wouldn’t be in this world anymore.”

At those words, Aris tilted her head as she put on her clothes.

“Did you not hear the news? It was Miss Emily’s order to place me there.”

“Miss Emily?”

“You look like you’re hearing it for the first time.”

I massaged her shoulder with an expression that said I wanted an explanation. Only then did Aris give the behind-the-scenes story with a relaxed expression.

“It was about a month ago that she asked me to escort. It must have been during the festival. Late at night, Miss Emily called me and asked me to stay by your side.”

No matter how much I think about it, there is no reason for Emily to ask for my escort at that time.

Of course, she can ask to protect her friend, but the timing of the attack is quite coincidental.

Festival…. I did see a tarot card that said I would die.

I was busy taking care of the people around me, so I forgot for a while, but I remembered those words when I woke up from the attack.

But at that time, Emily was definitely working at home because she had a lot of work to do.

‘Come to think of it, Yona was also there.’

What if Yona was worried about my fortune telling and told Emily?

It’s entirely possible.

Emily, who cares for her sister, would have taken those words seriously.

‘If so, I’ve been indebted to the two again….’

Honestly, I didn’t think the two of them were involved in this.

Even if Emily and Yona worked hard, it was Janna, Liela, Aris, and Armil who saved my life.

So the proportion of the two relatively decreased.

‘Come to think of it, the teddy bear was also given by Yona, right?’

My gratitude for the two grew like a snowball. I wanted to do something for the two.

Aris checked the time and got up from the sofa.

“I have to go now. See you next time.”

“Yes. Come and visit often. I’ll check on your injuries.”

“Can I?”

“Of course.”

Even though gratitude for Emily and Yona arose, it is true that she risked her life to protect me. And she was seriously injured.

Even though it was Emily’s order, it doesn’t diminish my gratitude for her.

So she left, and I decided to write a letter to the two. It would be nice to invite them for lunch or dinner tomorrow.

While I was planning this and that, someone knocked on the door again.

“Who is it this time?”

There’s really no one else to come at this hour. I tilted my head and knocked on the door. The person who knocked was the butler.

“What’s the matter? Head Butler?”

“Baronet Arcane Rachel. The Duke asks you to have a cup of tea.”

“Tea? The Duke?”

“Yes.”

“Of course I have to go. Please wait a moment. I’ll leave in 10 minutes.”

“Then I’ll wait outside.”

The butler left.

I quickly washed up and changed my clothes.

“Ugh! Why is Delkarmen suddenly wanting to see me?”

The worries about Yona and Emily disappeared, crushed in front of the name Delkarmen Muelia.

I wish Emily was next to me this time too….

“This should be enough.”

I checked my appearance in the mirror.

When I went outside, the head butler was waiting for me.

“I will escort you.”

I followed him to the main mansion.

“I have one question. Is it just me who will be drinking tea this time?”

“Yes. There was no mention of the two young ladies attending.”

Oh, dear. What day is it today? Why is everything so twisted?

This morning, I made a scene in front of the world’s strongest magician, and in the afternoon, I have to have tea with the world’s strongest aura master one-on-one.

Armil was at least easygoing and had a good heart, but Delkarmen Muelia is not.

An Iron-Blooded Duke who only smiles at his daughter.

My expression must have looked very stiff, so the head butler spoke calmly.

“It’s not a place to scold you. After all, the Baronet is a victim of the power struggle, isn’t she?”

“That’s true. Sigh. But it’s still tense.”

“Haha. You don’t have to worry too much. The Duke is called Iron-Blooded, but he’s not that cold.”

The butler says so, but I can’t relax, knowing the things he did in the original work.

The only good thing is that he’s been looking at me favorably lately.

I guess it’s because I’m close to the two.

So I sat at a table with Delkarmen Muelia.

“The Imperial banquet will be held soon. I think you should attend.”

“M-me, you mean?”

“Yes.”