Tearmoon Empire Story

Episode 55: Keithwood’s Cooking Class

Three days before the sword tournament. Keithwood inspected Meers for lunchmaking prep exercises in the cooking area.

And… I looked up to heaven in its misery.

“Her Royal Highness Princess Meer……, what about that bread?

Pepper, Pepper, and Meer, who was shaping with bread fabric, answers Keithwood’s query with a good face.

“Yeah, Prince Abel likes horses enough to get into the equestrian club. I’m sure you’ll be delighted.”

Keep the flour on your cheeks and chest tight for a long time. It is the Doya face of the synagogue in front of its own ”work”.

“Well, it’s certainly fundamental to think about them and cook”

Keithwood nodded in an impressive way before

“But, Your Highness, Princess Meer, this bread has a fatal flaw. Miss Anne, please.”

I spoke to Anne, who was next door.

Anne nodded with her face after all she had learned. I’m just used to baking bread, so I guess I’m making a good spot on Meer’s bread problems.

“Yes, Dear Meer, if you were a horse, you’d have a little more, like, ear to ear…”

“No. If it was this big and thick, the fire wouldn’t go through the fabric. In which kiln do you want me to bake bread of child horse size? Make it smaller and flatter.”

Real large child horse size bread fabric placed in front of Meer. It’s like a sculpture, crushing it with relentless chisels, bangs,

Meer’s, oh! I heard a sad scream but ignored it.

“Please make it about this size. Nice! Her Royal Highness Princess Meer”

…………

Puku swells his cheeks in dissatisfaction. To Meer, press again,

“I… so… su!?

“… Ha, you can’t help it”

Oh man, to Meer shrugging her shoulders like that, for a moment, it’s frustrating Keithwood, but it’s patient here.

“Mr. Keithwood, how are my vegetables?

“Oh, Countess Rudolphin…… He seems to be good at cutting vegetables.”

Keithwood glanced at Tiona’s lumpy chopped cheeks.

“But… neither His Highness Theon nor Prince Abel are herbivores, so I don’t think you can eat that much just chopped vegetables”

How much are you chopping up a large platter on four plates! And Keithwood struggled to get a sharp scratch in.

Anyway, the opponent is the Countess, but also of the great Tiermoon Empire. This place is patient.

It is Keithwood’s patience to be tested.

“Huh? This smell…”

“Meat, roasted,”

I opened the door behind the cooking area and Riola came in.

“This… looks very deliciously cooked, Miss Riola”

Chicken that makes noise with juju and drips gravy. It’s burnt by the way, but it looks really delicious.

It seems delicious…

“All you have to do is think a little bit about the person serving the dish…”

Why not use the oven in the cooking area!

Why should I bother to take it to the courtyard and cook the meat on a bonfire!?

Too wild, in terms of cleanliness, is very difficult to get out. And I was about to place an order, and there was someone coming out of my mouth from next door.

“That’s right, Mr. Riola. He’s a prince, isn’t he?

Chloe single-handedly said a thick cookbook.

– Oh, that’s the lady at the Fork Road Chamber of Commerce. Have good common sense……

“To take advantage of the good taste of the ingredients, raw meat…”

“Absolutely not. Please don’t.”

Keithwood cutting back at divine speed.

It is Keithwood who now realizes that the title of the book Chloe had was “Secret Borders Delicacy Recipe”.

“Huh? But it said in the book that horse lever sashimi is delicious. Besides, Prince Abel, who is in the equestrian club, has a good horse dish…”

“First, visceral sashimi and tattoos are what you eat by going to a specialty store. And more than that, don’t say horse food or anything with a nori like Her Royal Highness Princess Meer. It’s horse meat and stuff to those in the equestrian club. Because it’s a different dimension of harassment than horse-shaped bread!

Keithwood was now noticed by the half-knowledgeable novice to cooking the most abnai.

– This is a big deal.

Before it was too late, he decided to move out early.

“Princess & Ladies (Princess & Ladies), listen carefully to me now”

Quiet enough to be harsh, in a dignified voice, Keithwood said.

“Follow my instructions on lunchmaking day…”

The polo and the real thing get zero, but now is not the time.

“Make the menu of the day a simple sandwich. Is that good?

“What? More hands-on…”

“I… so… su!?

“Hih! Wow, I see.”

While slightly regretting that he had slammed his killing temper, Keithwood realized that he had stepped into a battlefield he could not pull.