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    “Shamir?!”

    “Haha! It’s been a while.”

    After seeing him for the first time in a long time, he looked somewhat relieved.

    “Did you use the documents I gave you effectively?”

    “Thanks to you, I came back alive instead of being caught and killed.”

    “My brother must have seen it too.”

    “Sultan, right?”

    Shamir grinned without saying anything.

    “Sultan?”

    Laurent, who was unaware of the situation, asked with his eyes wide open.

    “Oh, Laurent, you don’t know?”

    “No, then… Shamir, you are the Sultan’s younger brother?”

    Shamir nodded instead of answering.

    “Why does a person like that come all the way here…”

    “Ask a question knowingly? You are not acting as a spy.”

    “Say something that makes sense. What kind of spy is operating openly?”

    “It’s not here.”

    Shamir chuckled, deliberately making Laurent feel bad.

    “Ha… You sound frustrated.”

    Laurent scratched his forehead, probably feeling slightly feverish.

    “Shamir, stop joking around. Why are my clothes like that today?”

    “Should it be said to be some kind of promotional performance?”

    “Promotion…? What are you selling?”

    “The chewy dondurma I mentioned earlier.”

    “What is that?”

    You will understand when you look at “.”

    “Are you going to Cahbecane in the city?”

    “Because we started in the summer, we only have the main branch.”

    “It’s been a while since you went to the academy?”

    Suddenly, I wondered how the Princess of Flanders was doing.

    #

    Students were crowded in front of Kachbekane inside the academy.

    “Let’s go, chewy~ dondurma!”

    A Turkiye man shouted in slurred English.

    He was poking the barrel with a long stick.

    “Wait in line, line!”

    “Ah, not much time left until class time? Give it to me quickly!”

    “Yes yes!”

    He scooped up a white object on a stick and placed it in a small cup.

    “Wow, I’m finally eating…!”

    The student seemed to be overcome with emotion as he held the Dondurma, which had only been rumored, in his hands.

    Swish

    However, Dondurma was nowhere to be found in the cup he held in his hand, and only the empty cup remained.

    “Uh… uh…?!”

    cook!

    This time, I completely removed the cup and threw it away.

    “Chewy Dondurma~!”

    The Turkiye man looked at the academy student with a playful expression.

    “Oh, please hurry!”

    “Yes~!”

    The man who was hitting a lot of dondurma with a stick handed it over to me.

    The student smiled and grabbed the cup.

    “Okay, if you played a prank, you should give me this much…”

    Swish

    When the Turkiye man turned the stick over, Dondurma returned with the cup.

    “What are you doing? Don’t hold it.”

    “Uh… uh…?!”

    Swish! Swish!

    The student tried to grab the cup, but all attempts failed.

    “I can’t catch that.”

    “Asshole.”

    Other students next to him laughed at him.

    They could never have imagined that they too would suffer the same fate as the one they were making fun of.

    “Profit…!”

    The student’s face began to turn red as he was laughed at by his classmates.

    “Thank you.”

    The staff member, who noticed that the atmosphere was unusual, calmly put dondurma in a cup and handed it to the student.

    “Can’t you catch that? Heung!”

    The customer behind him approached the employee with a confident expression on his face.

    “3 dondurmas.”

    “Yes, thank you!”

    The student was fooled by the staff’s flashy skills for five minutes before embarrassingly taking three dondurmas.

    “What are people doing over there?”

    The students seemed to really enjoy the staff’s enthusiastic performance.

    “Please follow me to the back door.”

    As I followed Shamir through the back door, the temperature was chilly.

    “It’s a bit cold?”

    I rubbed my forearm and looked around.

    There was a lot of frost on the wall, as if they were using cooling magic.

    “Dondurma must not melt.”

    When we sat down, the staff brought 3 cups filled with dondurma.

    “Try it.”

    “Thank you.”

    At Shamir’s recommendation, I tried dondurma by the spoonful.

    “Hmm…! It’s delicious.”

    The taste of sweet sugar mixed with soft milk exploded in my mouth.

    “This is really interesting.”

    I continued to eat dondurma with a spoon.

    “Oh!”

    In response to my reaction, Laurent took a spoonful and started drinking it as if he were drinking it.

    “What is this?”

    “It’s like a new snack made by adapting what we used to eat in our hometown.”

    “As expected, it’s really amazing to eat because you’re royalty.”

    I continued to munch on my dondurma and eat it.

    “Should I leave one at home?”

    “Hmm, that would be nice.”

    Laurent’s reaction was also positive.

    “I should ask Leah and the other maids to try some too.”

    “Shamir This is all in one…”

    “%#%@%@!”

    Suddenly it became noisy outside.

    “What, what’s going on?”

    At the front gate, a staff member grabbed a student by the collar and screamed.

    “Ugh… they did that again because they grabbed the stick.”

    Shamir clicked his tongue and stood up.

    “They should put up a sign telling people not to hold on to sticks…”

    He sauntered over and walked up behind the employee.

    Sigh!

    “Wow!”

    After being hit in the back of the head, the employee let go of the student’s collar.

    [Hey dude, I told you not to act crazy just because I grabbed the stick.]

    [But holding the stick is no different from touching my pride…]

    [Write…!]

    When Shamir made a noise, the employee flinched.

    “Don’t do that, you idiot.”

    match!

    Shamir hit the employee’s face and then sat down.

    “There was a brief commotion.”

    “What’s going on?”

    “It was just… a very small disturbance.”

    “Okay…? That’s it then.”

    I took a bite of the sweet dondurma.

    #

    After eating all the dondurma, we decided to walk around the academy.

    “It was really delicious.”

    “Sure.”

    “It’s a bit disappointing that I could only eat one cup because my stomach was cold.”

    I only ate one cup, but Laurent ate five cups.

    That’s why Shamir took money from Laurent.

    “Shamir said he would bring one tomorrow, so wouldn’t you mind eating it tomorrow?”

    “Is that so?”

    The thought of eating dondurma whetted my appetite.

    “Oh my? number of animals? Marie!!!”

    I looked back and saw the Princess of Flanders running towards me.

    “Princess!”

    The Princess of Flanders hugged my waist tightly.

    “Why has it been so long?”

    “It’s normal that we never meet each other in the first place…”

    “I feel very sad when you say that.”

    “Is that so…”

    “Hmm…”

    The Princess of Flanders looked at me blankly.

    “Why… Why are you looking at me like that?”

    “I think something has changed…”

    She started massaging my breasts out of nowhere.

    “Your breasts got bigger, right?”

    “No?!”

    I removed the Princess of Flanders’ hand from my chest.

    “It’s a joke. It’s a joke. The way you speak has changed!”

    “Is it a little strange because it changes…?”

    “No? In the past, it was strange because I spoke stiffly like a man, but now it’s easier to listen to.”

    “I’m glad it’s not awkward.”

    It was a strange feeling to see people who were familiar with my previous speaking style amazed by my changed speaking style.

    “I heard the news. I heard you went to Österburg?”

    “Yes, I participated in the siege of Vienna.”

    “Osterburg should have collapsed at that time…”

    The Princess of Flanders muttered as if it was a waste.

    I can understand her feelings, as she had no good feelings toward Österburg, which had plundered Flanders for nearly 200 years.

    “Still, I’m glad you arrived safely.”

    The Princess of Flanders held my hand tightly.

    “Thank you.”

    Growling…

    At a touching moment, an alarm went off in my stomach.

    “Ahaha… I’m hungry!”

    Laurent shouted in a loud voice.

    “Laurent… It’s actually counterproductive…”

    Out of shame, I covered my face with my hands.

    “Have you not eaten?”

    “No, I ate it, but it wasn’t that good…”

    “I know a good place, so let’s go there.”

    “Let’s go.”

    I fanned my hand to cool my heated face.

    #

    When we arrived at the restaurant, there was a strong smell of meat.

    “Umm…”

    I suddenly felt nauseous.

    “What’s not good?”

    The Princess of Flanders looked at my complexion with concern.

    “No, it’s okay. Let’s go quickly and take a seat.”

    The Princess of Flanders took the lead, waving her hand.

    “The lamb is cooked so well here. There’s something that doesn’t even smell like sheep, right?”

    “Really?”

    The smell of meat made my stomach turn, but I held it in.

    ‘Why are you doing this? Even though it definitely smells like meat, I feel sick…’

    “Are you okay?”

    Laurent whispered in his ear.

    “No… I’m so upset I’m going crazy.”

    Not long after, a steaming lamb dish was served.

    “Let’s eat.”

    “Yes…”

    I weakly picked up the utensil and put the meat into my mouth.

    “Wook…!”

    The smell of meat was so strong that my body refused to eat it.

    “Marie? What’s wrong?”

    “No, that’s it… Ugh!”

    “Let me explain.”

    Laurent leaned me against the wall.

    “So now Mari…”

    As Laurent explained the whole story, the Princess of Flanders’ eyes widened.

    “Oh my! Oh my!”

    The Princess of Flanders began to fuss.

    “Since when?”

    “I only found out two months after the war ended.”

    “Oh my…”

    The Princess of Flanders stopped eating lamb and sat down next to me.

    “Princess?”

    “Stay still.”

    She put her ear to my lower abdomen.

    “There’s a baby here?”

    “No… it’s not the time yet…”

    When I saw the princess’ head constantly putting her ear to my lower abdomen, I seriously considered hitting her.

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