CH 67.1

Litty Changes Her Impression

Grand Duke Redner. He had long been in competition with the current King for the throne and had many sympathizers. Although he lost the throne, he was given a Knight Order and the position of Minister of Military Affairs by his brother, the King.

With his inherent gallantry and energy, he quickly implemented military expansion and dramatically improved his country’s defensive capabilities. It was now fair to say that the control of the military, including the current Knights, was entrusted to him alone.

“Enough. Bring the owner along.” (Redner)

“Ha!” (Owner)

The owner was forcibly led out of the restaurant by an armored escort.

Litty did not move, thanks to Charl. He grabbed Litty’s arm and silently restrained her.

It was not simply because Redner was royalty. It was because he was also an ever-victorious general, and there was nothing exaggerated about the meaning of that title.

“Now then, Litty, right? What’s your rank?” (Redner)

“Rank 3.” (Litty)

“Hou, at your age…. Why did you decide to become an adventurer? If you had the ability, you would probably have other options.” (Redner)

“Because I love adventure. No matter how hard it is, I want to see the world with my own eyes and feel it with my body.” (Litty)

“I see. How about this?” (Redner)

A blow was delivered to Litty’s stomach. Immediately afterward, she almost passed out from the intense pain and wobbled on her knees.

She was unable to catch her breath, and her brain was urging her to pass out, but Litty persevered. She held her ground and looked up at the man who had attacked her.

She gritted her teeth and showed her will to fight.

“Fuuuh… Fuuh…!” (Litty)

“Myaan!” (Myan)

“…Excellent. It’s been a while since I’ve been serious, you know.” (Redner)

“Ah, you…!”

Knights, adventurers, private armies of the nobility, all acknowledged Redner’s abilities. He once led the kingdom’s army with Red Flag, and crushed the rebels’ will to fight on the front lines.

Those who faced him cursed their own foolishness in rebellion, while some went half-crazy and died. His savage valor, in which he killed everyone without allowing even a single person to surrender, left even his own allies in awe.

Redner’s curiosity was aroused by Litty’s unyielding stance in the face of a man who guaranteed victory every time he fought.

“I see, this is unusual, Charl, is this a favorite of yours?” (Redner)

“Yes, she’s a cute junior, so please let her off the hook, okay.” (Charl)

“Alright, waiter, will you show me to the kitchen?” (Redner)

“Ye, yes…” (Waiter)

Waiter’s voice rose slightly. And when Redner invaded the kitchen without needing to be ushered in, the chefs were left speechless. They bowed their heads and did their best to show respect with their actions.

Litty walked while holding her stomach, Jennifer supported her, Caron cast a healing spell, and Kuufa remained motionless in her seat, a mosquito out of sight.

“I, you see, think about our country more than anyone else. I mean, it’s perfectly natural for me to want to protect my country, isn’t it? For example…” (Redner)

He opened the storage room and picked up the ingredients one by one. He smelled it, and then went on to the next. Nobody tried to question him, although they didn’t understand what he was doing.

“This is domestic foodstuff. This one is domestic, this one is domestic, this one is domestic. Domestic, domestic, domestic…imported! Domestic! Domestic! Import! Domestic! Import! Domestic! Domestic! Import! Imports!”

He loudly called out to many different domestic and imported goods, and while doing so he shouted as he smashed imported foodstuffs on the floor.

The chefs were now prepared to face death. They huddled together and prayed to get out of this mess. They could do nothing but watch the odd behavior with clattering teeth.

“What the heck! Why are there so many imported ingredients here? Does this restaurant not feel the importance of homegrown ingredients, that is to say, the nurturing of our own country? What are you planning to do with all these rotten imported ingredients?” (Redner)

“Please, we were wrong… we ask for your forgiveness!” (Waiter)

It was the waiter who made the first move and got down on his knees. He banged his forehead on the floor in a pose that could be taken as a plea for his life.

It wasn’t even an exaggerating act, because Redner was so angry that he could have stomped on his head.

“It all was… it was all my naivety! I beg your pardon.” (Waiter)

“…Waiter. It’s fine. Stand up.” (Redner)

As instructed, the waiter stood up and went around stepping on every piece of imported foodstuff. Slamming them against the wall, one after another, the foodstuffs were reduced to useless garbage as Redner took the Waiter’s wrist and shook his head from side to side.

“Immaturity is not a shame. What’s important is to realize it and improve. You are an important citizen of our country. If someone is suffering, it is my duty to give them a helping hand.” (Redner)

“Th, Thanks…!” (Waiter)