Baby Snake God Medusha (2)
In fact, Elfriede receives far more invitations like this than me.
But she seldom attended public events.
There were some things that were a bit wobbly because of being pushed out of the position of heir to the Duke of Beltern…
The fundamental reason is the summons contract with me.
Elfriede herself seems to be very pleased with it.
It is difficult to keep up with the progress of the academy, but it must be hard work to fit into such a position.
But no matter what, he couldn’t refuse the invitation from the Welttern family.
After dinner, I sat around the tea table and opened the envelope with the paper knife the maid brought.
Impeccable handwriting, as if it was dictated by the vassal of Welttern, the best of the great family.
Sylvia saw it and bit her lower lip.
You don’t have to feel entitlement because you have a handmaiden anyway…
I swallowed that pint glass and read the invitation aloud.
“Welcome banquet to the capital of His Excellency the Duke of Beltern…”
“The Duke is coming directly to the capital? Why?”
“It will be a simple business inspection visit.”
Before I could say anything, the maid told me coldly.
Perhaps, as soon as this invitation arrived, I researched it separately.
The Duke of Beltern was El Cloud’s most important ally.
It doesn’t look like they’re up to anything, so there’s no option to decline the invitation.
It seems that they are going to meet Elfriede and Medusha while they are in the capital.
I read the details of the invitation in a strangely heated atmosphere.
The venue for the banquet is the main building of the Beltern Chamber of Commerce.
I’ve been there once before, and it’s such a big and luxurious place that the visitors are blown away.
Was it a little bit smaller than the royal palace building?
It is a building that challenges the limits of the kingdom law.
Accompanying the Duke were his vassals, Steno, and the Duchess of Beltern.
It seems that Euryale and her summoned admiral are tied to the sea.
but. It’s a little different for the main summons to empty their territory.
“Euriale sister can’t come…”
“Master! Steno’s son… Master Dredric?”
Persia asks urgently while examining the eyes of Medusha who is sad.
I reassured her as I skimmed through the roster again.
“It’s not on the list? Since you’re still young, you may have left it on the estate…”
“No. There’s no way my sister would leave her son with a nanny. I’m guessing Dredric would come along too. They must have deliberately omitted it from the list.”
It took a while for Persia to smile broadly at my answer.
When Medusha, who had strong convictions, assured me, I immediately began to cry.
In fact, Elfriede, sitting next to him, looked a little troubled.
Elena, who was sitting across from her, asked worriedly.
“Then I…”
“Oh, don’t worry, Elena-sama’s name is also on the invitation list.”
“is that so?”
Rather than being relieved, his expression seemed to have gotten stronger.
I ended the guide in a slightly confused mood.
The invitation itself seems to have been sent early, but the receipt was delayed due to field training.
Thanks to you, the banquet is already around the corner.
“Isn’t it a weekday?”
“Next weekend. I think you should come and enjoy it lightly. Can I read the rest of the letter tomorrow?”
“Yes. You must be tired. Go to sleep.”
The day ended only with the permission of the handmaiden.
I was still tired from the field practice, so I decided to go to sleep a little early.
next day.
As I reached the club room through the slowly burning air, I found Christine and Maria and greeted them quickly.
It’s quite rare for the two to show up on a Monday.
But Christine, who was having a serious conversation with Maria, was running towards me.
“Ah, there you are. How was your 3rd year field experience…”
“Louis! What did you do in my house?”
“yes?”
A question I hadn’t thought of.
Could it be that you haven’t heard the story of the disappearance of the seals yet?
I decided to be a little grumpy, unlike usual.
In the first place, the Ice Castle lord must have been thinking about something, so he didn’t tell Christine.
“Rice, it was nothing.”
“I didn’t do anything, so why is your dad talking like that?”
“What did the Lord say?”
Christine blushes when she asks a question out of pure curiosity.
The slightly pale skin glowed healthy.
Maria, who was next to her, hurriedly dried her.
“Is it possible that Louise had an accident in the North?”
“I had an accident, so my dad… No, that’s fine.”
Christine raises the heat arbitrarily, then sighs and sits down as if collapsed.
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Justin, who was sipping green tea, smiled bitterly and carried her to bed.
Of course, there are three teacups.
As they sat down and chatted about various things, Christine and Maria lifted their eyes slightly when they heard about the Welttern’s welcome banquet.
Neither of them were interested in a party like this… Today, for some reason, the reaction is intense.
“Isn’t that kind of event only invited people can go to?”
“Usually it is.”
“But when you become a master, even if you take a guest, you don’t hear a disappointment… Ahh!”
Persia, who had been talking proudly with her breast sticking out slightly, became quiet after a honey night from Ethel.
It’s kind of a strange atmosphere.
Even in the midst of confusion, I offered the proposal.
“Would you two come with me? If it’s White and Westwall, I won’t say much in Beltern…”
“… No. It’s going to get a little awkward if we get stuck.”
“It’s difficult not to attend such an event. Have a good day.”
Maria and Christine exchange glances again.
Immediately after, Medusha and Elfriede let out a suspicious sigh.
I went back to the dormitory while preparing for the final exam with a bit of a nervous feeling.
Fortunately, Eolin, whom I ran into during Tuesday’s major class, didn’t say much.
The Northern Proposal report looks well settled.
It was done knowing that this would happen, but it is reassuring to see the result.
After a week full of pain and remorse, finally the weekend.
He usually overslept on Saturdays, but he couldn’t be later than Duke of Beltern, so he had to wake up as usual.
After forcing my droopy body to stand up, I escaped from the villa after completing long and tedious preparations under the command of the handmaiden.
This one was finished in about an hour, but the female team was at least two hours. It was also prepared by volunteering to the handmaiden.
Unlike usual, Elena with her hair slightly raised and Elfriede wearing a choker stand out.
The building of the Beltern Chamber of Commerce, which was still splendid, had become even more spectacular.
For them, the visit of the Duke of Beltern is nothing less than that of Eshas.
After waiting for a while in front of the company’s staff, a wagon carrying the Duke of Beltern and his party appeared from the center of the long procession.
After a while, the carriage door opens and the Duke and Duchess of Beltern, Steno and Dredric walk out.
“What did I say?”
“Hey…”
As Medusha smiles at Persia, Dredric stretches out his hand from afar.
He’s grown quite a bit, and it’s a very welcome expression.
“Furry!”
“This guy, we have to say hello to the furry summoner first.”
Persia, who had suddenly changed her name, sighed deeply.
As he was looking at Steno, who now had no trace of childbirth, the Duke of Welttern walked up to him and asked to shake his hand first.
“Thank you for coming, Count Elcloud.”
“I am honored to have invited you, Your Majesty the Duke of Beltern.”
“I heard that you went to a field training in the North. A few days ago, how proud the Ice Castle was… It was enough to make me feel sorry for myself.”
Did this uncle… bragging about the Duke of Welttern while not speaking properly to his daughter-in-law?
As I recall the smirk of the Ice Castle, the duke, who misunderstood this side’s reaction, waved his hand.
“I definitely don’t mean to blame you.”
“Hey, I didn’t think so.”
“It’s good. Then let’s go inside. Sang Sang-ju has prepared this and that for us.”
Then the Duchess of Beltern came up to us and greeted us again.
As the Duke said, the head of the Beltern Chamber made an ambitious plan to serve his lord.
When the main characters, including the duke, sit in the banquet hall, Sang-ju Sang, who is moderately fat, proudly introduces it.
“It’s an honor to come to you today. It’s still a bit early for lunch, so why not enjoy some simple entertainment?”
“sideshow?”
Medusha, who had been unable to sleep at night in anticipation of the banquet, clenched her fists in the seat next to Steno.
Satisfied with the active reaction of the audience, the man nodded his head loudly and applauded.
It was the chefs, dressed in white and wearing hats, who showed up at the signal promised in advance.
Calling out people who should be working hard to prepare lunch by now.
Medusha, who tilted her head slightly, recognized their identities and spit out a sigh.
The people lined up indoors are at least in their early to mid 30s.
“Huh? These people… they’re all head chefs at famous restaurants.”
“As expected, Medusa-sama! What will start now is a battle between the head chefs belonging to the Beltern Chamber of Commerce. To ensure fairness, the process is conducted blindly, and the best dishes are selected…”
In short, it’s an instant cooking contest.
While I understood that, while I was pouring out the words of the upper-level attention through the back of my ear.
The cooks lined up in front of us were trembling with excitement and tension.
A chance to show off your honed skills in front of the Duke of Beltern and his family!
It’s much better to win here than to win over and over in any competition.
The duke smiled bitterly and accepted the contest.
Steno, who sat a little further away, lamented a little.
“Recognizing all those people… How the hell have you been eating?”
“Oh, no! A few people caught my eye, so I just guessed…”
While Medusha was making unbelievable noises, the cooks all returned to the kitchen at once.
Now we have to decide the roles of the judges…
I gave up early because I was not very confident in gastronomy.
“Um? Count Elcloud. Are you already falling for it?”
“I’m ashamed, but I’m not confident in the food industry… I believe that Medusha will do my part.”
“Only trust me, Louise!”
Medusha, who ate all kinds of precious food in the duke’s family, said confidently.
He’s usually not very picky, but his tongue is undoubtedly gourmet.
The culture of the summoner is the culture of the summoner, so it’s not disrespectful to have Medusha instead of me here.
‘It’s disrespectful to the cooks that I act as a judge.’
The chefs who have been given a valuable opportunity will attack with all their skills and knowledge.
I am not good enough for them.
I’m not hungry right now… Rather, I want to stay on an empty stomach until dinner later.
Upon returning from the North, Medusha, who had complained about the food there, waited for the dish with noticeably agitation.
While Steno smiled happily at it, Dredric finally grabbed the tuft of fur… No, Persia.
It wasn’t long before the guy, buried in his shiny white fur, fell asleep because he had returned to his hometown.
“Huh…”
“Ah, it’s calmed down!”
“It’s my first time traveling by train, so I guess I’m a little tired.”
“My Majesty the Princess…”
“Ah, if it’s not rude…”
While the families who have been together for a long time have a good time.
I left my seat for a while and went to the bathroom.
For a moment, I was terribly surprised to find Silvia, who followed silently, too late.
Suddenly, a noise filled with anger erupted from the room currently being used as a banquet hall.
“This is not it!”
“Stand, please…”
I closed my eyes at the familiar high-tone voice and ran down the hallway.
As you can see, the first dish just came out.
When he hurriedly returned to the banquet hall, Medusha, who had an expensive plate in front of him, was earnestly criticizing the servant who brought the dish.
“I don’t care if it’s raw or cooked, but it’s really nothing! The soul of this chicken must be wandering through purgatory by now!”
“You did something from the beginning… Was the cooking not that good?”
“Louis. He seems to have gotten angry with Jinten after a long time.”
Ethel, who was waiting for me in the banquet hall, said with a small chuckle.
Of course, the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
And if the disappointment is too great, it causes despair and anger.
Medusha isn’t that picky about food, but…
Expectations have risen to the limit thanks to the long-awaited opportunity to enjoy gourmet food.
It seems that the first dish that was lousy came out in that state.
The problem is that it’s blind… ie you don’t know who cooked what.
It is a simple servant who brought that dish now.
Steno pointed it out, but Medusha gave a small snort.
“You must be listening anyway!”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
The upper-level stock cautiously affirms from the side.
It’s probably equipped with the same device as the last Summoner’s Cup.
When Elena, who took on the role of a judge like Medusha, smiled bitterly and cleaned the plates, the servant ran away and brought the next dish.
I went back to Elfriede’s side praying that Medusha would come up with a dish she liked.