You Have to Eat Well

Nom nom.

It was delicious.

『I don't like that loose-lipped mercenary, but the Chef here is certainly skilled. I received help with this meal.』

"Really? Woah. No wonder it tasted delicious in a slightly different way."

Leisurely footsteps echoed in the castle corridor.

『From what I heard of his story, he's a chef with experience at the Imperial Palace, but he's tied down here out of worry for a relative who was captivated by the Church. It's a pity for someone of his skill.』

"Ugh. That chef is suffering too. Pink-Pink Pastel doesn't act immorally towards family, so I can't say who. But I'm also suffering because of blood ties."

『That's a nuance everyone would understand even if you don't say who.』

"Woah."

Soon their steps arrived in front of the high-level meeting room. A group of guards with a strict demeanor wearing black robes came into view. Peculiar gazes poured onto them all at once...