episode_0056

“You did a good job coming right away!!! You bastard, you were planning such a heinous thing… .”

A one-armed man hugged Ada, who still had a blank expression on her face, not knowing what was going on, as if she were something precious, and shouted.

“No, how did you know…?”

And Venom was in an even more bizarre situation.

How could the imperial figure who had attacked the church have followed him here?

The expression on the opponent’s face was blazing with anger, as if he had not only chased me all the way to his hometown of Goldpool Valley, but had also figured out the plan he had just created.

“Did the warlocks really intend to turn a child and a dog into chimeras?”

“I was foolish. I thought that Prince Yustav and His Highness the Crown Prince were reading comic books and thinking too much. I never thought that they were really preparing.”

“I want to slaughter my author right now!!! How can I do something that is not right for a human being!”

Not only the man who appeared to be a member of the royal family, but also those who appeared to be knights standing behind him breathed out a murderous rage.

king!

Now that he has fulfilled his role, Rash stops confronting Venom and goes back to Ada’s side, lying down.

Even though he was clearly a dog whose expression was difficult to read, Rash’s expression as he climbed onto the cart and looked at Venom with Ada spoke volumes.

‘You’re screwed.’

At the same time, the knights ran out and rushed towards Venom.

The crown prince gently ran his left hand through Ada’s hair and checked for any injuries.

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“Yeah! Ada was protected by Rash.”

Ada smiles brightly as she pets the puppy as if nothing happened.

The crown prince looked at the puppy who had accomplished something remarkable.

‘You look exactly like the dog from the Iron-Blooded Alchemist. Rupert… Don’t worry now, the tragedy you drew has been prevented.’

When I think about how anxious Rupert must have been as he drew, hoping someone would help him, I feel really fortunate that I realized it in time and prevented the tragedy.

“But why are you hurt, sir? Doesn’t it hurt? Let’s go to church quickly! If you touch me there, it won’t hurt at all!”

“It’s okay. The old man got something more important than his hand, so he doesn’t get hurt.”

“What kind?”

“The future… I have dedicated my right arm to the future of the empire.”

Soldiers protected from the attack of the serpent.

This little girl and a dog were saved from the evil schemes of a warlock.

And the countless innocent victims that would have occurred if the evil magic circle they were creating had been activated.

If it were up to you to protect them with one of your own arms, wouldn’t that be a great deal?

“Leon, I want you to take the author to the Imperial Intelligence Service so they can investigate the truth of the case.”

“I will obey your command! Your Majesty.”

Venom, already half-combed by the escort knights.

After securing his body tightly with ropes and searching his body, Leon, one of the knights, headed back to the tower to escort him.

“Let’s go, kid. I’ll walk you home.”

“No kid! My brother said Ada is a pretty lady!”

“Yes, my pretty lady. I will take care of it.”

At Ada’s complaint, the crown prince lifted Ada up with his left hand and slowly walked away.

Rash follows quietly behind.

And while they were wondering what to do with the cart that was left behind, they headed towards the Earl of Somerset’s house, pulled by the remaining knights of the escort.

***

“I can feel a very large amount of cannabinol accumulating in Sir Somerset’s body right now.”

“Cannabis?”

“Yes, I think it must have been accumulating for quite some time if it’s this amount.”

What on earth is this cannabinol that’s been building up in my body?

I didn’t smoke or drink too much, specifically.

Sometimes I drink wine or something before going to bed.

The menu was also prepared with sincerity by the mansion’s servants, and even from a modern perspective, it was nutritionally balanced.

Surely this place isn’t like Earth, where there are fish covered in microplastics due to environmental pollution.

“I don’t understand English at all. I don’t eat a lot of any particular food… .”

“Cannabinol is a substance that is difficult to ingest naturally.”

“Huh? Is it poison…?”

“No, it’s drugs.”

The saintess looked at me with slightly uneasy eyes. It was understandable, as cannabinol was a frequently found ingredient in the treatment of drug addicts prevalent in the slums of the empire.

One couldn’t help but suspect that Rupert was a drug addict.

“I’ve never done drugs!”

“Cannabinol is such a unique ingredient that it is difficult to detect. At best, it is used in vitality potions.”

“Does Vitality Potion Have Drugs In It?!”

“There is no problem because the amount is so small as long as you don’t drink it like water.”

-No one drinks a vitality potion like water.

Rupert lowered his head in embarrassment at the saint’s seemingly obvious words.

He confessed to the saint that he had been drinking the vitality potion like water, and the saint was terrified, but she removed the narcotic ingredient called cannabinol that had accumulated in Rupert’s body.

The saint said that this was probably why I collapsed, and that other than that, my body was in perfect condition.

Putting aside the fact that there was nothing he could do about it right away, Rupert was extremely grateful that the saint herself had checked on his health, which was close to a miracle.

‘It is said that a certain nobleman donated hundreds of gold coins just to receive the saint’s blessing.’

Rupert’s head could not help but bow like ripe rice, for he had received such a precious thing for free.

dripping!

Now, we are about to start talking about the Holy Fire, one of the reasons the saint came to see us.

Someone knocked urgently on the door to the living room.

“Who is it? We have an important guest here right now.”

Rupert urgently checked the expressions of the saint and her party. Fortunately, they did not show any signs of anger. This was a very serious offense.

Everyone in the mansion, from Alain to the servants, will know that they are talking to the saintess right now.

How rude of you to knock on the reception room door.

Rupert’s palms began to sweat again, as this could be interpreted as meaning that there was something more important than the saint’s response.

In the Middle Ages, laws changed depending on the status of the opponent.

Especially if a person of the level of a saint were to get angry and blame someone for being rude, it would not be surprising if the Count’s family was completely torn apart.

-I smell heresy from the author!

-Wooo!! Let’s behead the heretics and confiscate their property to bestow the goddess’s grace.

I didn’t have the confidence to handle the aftermath if the fanatics of the goddess cult came and caused chaos.

“This could be important. Please listen, Sir Rupert.”

“No. How could there be anything more important than serving the saint?”

“It’s really okay. If it’s nothing serious, then it’s okay because nothing happened. If it’s really important, then it’s good to know quickly.”

At the saint’s words to not worry about himself and just check, Rupert finally opened the door to the reception room with an uneasy heart.

Everyone in the house must know that the saint came today and that he is currently serving her, yet he commits such an act of rudeness.

Because I really felt like something was going on.

And outside the door, the house maid was waiting with a thoughtful expression.

“What the hell is going on?”

“Do… Master, that’s a big deal in the workshop… And now at the main gate of the mansion… .”

A maid who was mumbling and unable to speak properly, with a bewildered expression as if she had seen a ghost.

Looking at the maid’s expression, Rupert became nervous, wondering what was really going on.

“You can speak slowly. Can you speak again slowly?”

“So… .”

The maid managed to regain her composure thanks to Rupert’s calming actions, and began to tell of the terrible events she had witnessed and the shocking person who had just appeared.

This is how the incident began.

As usual, the maid Yuri was doing housework, and today she was even more careful and cleaned every corner of the house.

It was because of the news that the saint of the Goddess Church was visiting the mansion.

Yuri, who had been a devout believer in the Catholic Church, did not even realize how difficult the work was because she could see the face of the precious saint even from a distance.

Alain came to see Yuri like that.

‘This person here is Princess Amelia, the eldest daughter of the Bluewell Duke family. She said she would like to personally cook for the staff at the workshop, so I will assist you well.’

How can such a beautiful person exist in this world?

The saint I saw a little while ago was a beautiful person who made me think that there really are such people in the world.

‘Did you say Yuri? Please take care of it.’

Yuri felt a great attraction towards Amelia, who smiled brightly and spoke to even her insignificant self.

If she were the Duke’s daughter, no one would say anything if she didn’t treat someone like a human being. How could they treat her so kindly?

‘Miss, I’ll take care of the grooming. How could you get wet on those beautiful hands…?’

‘It’s okay. I’ve been doing it a lot at home, so I’m used to it now.’

Yuri felt that the Duke’s daughter was truly different.

When Amelia said that she had been cooking all along, Yuri simply stepped back and handed her the ingredients she had mentioned.

but

‘Oh my, why is this puffing up? Should I sprinkle a little more salt on it?’

Yuri couldn’t stop being amazed at the dazzling magic unfolding in her hands.

Why on earth do they put so much salt in such a big spoon?

No, but rather than that, it was fine to heat up the oil to fry it, but when I put the whole fruit in there, saying I needed some flavor, I thought I was going to faint.

The blade used to cut the ingredients looked nice, but the end result was vegetables cut into pieces of all different sizes.

The ingredients that Amelia brought herself were all expensive, top-quality, and fresh.

When it passed through her hands, it was transformed into something close to unrecognizable waste.

Yuri was reminded of the comic book that she had recently read.

In her eyes, Amelia was definitely an alchemist who turned materials into waste.

Amelia’s dish is finally complete.

Yuri was afraid of seeing the result. She took a step back without realizing it.

‘Thank you for your help, Yuri. Now, shall we go and bring the food to the staff?’

Yuri wanted to shout “No!” inwardly to stop her, but she didn’t have the courage to do so.

I had no choice but to take the food to the workshop instead of Amelia.

-This dish was made by the princess herself! I have to eat this no matter what!!!

-This dish, prepared by such a beautiful person, must taste heavenly.

-Come out! I’ll taste it first.

The craftsmen cheered as they saw the food arrive.

And then they fell.