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When I touched my face with my left hand, I could not feel the claw marks of Kobolds that had been there yesterday.
When I looked at my face on the polished knife blade at the dinner table, the scars were completely gone.
And two wide-open golden eyes are reflected.
I couldn’t help but smile and my mouth relaxed.
“No matter how happy you are, it’s good to be smiling at yourself.” (Aida)
The smile on my face doesn’t vanish even when Aida, who is sitting across, rebukes me.
“You can’t do that, Ms. Aida. Sir Nyango is already one of the nobles of the Schrendl Kingdom. We are no longer be children from today on. If we don’t treat him with respect…” (Elmerine)
“F-forgive me.” (Aida)
Well, if I were to apologize, it would be me, not the young lady… and it’s not something that warrants an apology.
Besides, I can’t seem to stop grinning no matter what they say today.
After the “Nest Leaving Ceremony” was over, I was at the table with Princess Elmerine, Aida, and Derrick.
Princess Elmerine is sitting next to me, and Derrick is sitting across from her.
But still, the disappearance of my old scars has raised my handsomeness level again.
My face, as I felt in my previous life, is in the category of a rather beautiful cat.
I have shiny black fur, taut whiskers, and eyes that look golden… Yeah, I’m a beautiful cat.
I work out on a regular basis, and depending on how you look at it… I don’t see a black leopard.
After checking the condition of my left eye until I was satisfied, I put the knife back on the table and turned my attention to the seat across from me.
Aida seems to be in a good mood, despite her nagging words to me, but Derrick, sitting next to her, is depressed.
Aida had the fire attribute and Derrick had the water attribute, both of which they had acquired through the “Nest Leaving Ceremony”.
Both of them seemed to have an enviable magical power index from my catkin point of view, but Derrick, who dreams of becoming the Commander of the Kingdom Knights, was eagerly awaiting the fire attribute.
This is because the fire attribute is considered superior to the water attribute in terms of visual flair and offensive power.
In fact, many of the previous heads of knightly orders were users of fire-attribute magic.
“Master Derrick, did you really want the fire attribute?” (Nyango)
“That’s obvious you… For knights, powerful magic is a great advantage. It is common knowledge among knights that the fire attribute is superior to the water attribute.”
Derrick, who looked like an impudent brat, changed the way he spoke to me, probably because he heard Aida being scolded by Princess Elmerine earlier.
He was able to make this kind of switch because of his education as a noble, I guess.
Besides, Derrick still had his left arm hanging from his shoulder.
He may have been treated by a healer, but there were some noble children who had more serious injuries than Derrick, so they may not have been able to use healing magic until he was completely healed.
It’s a pity that they are depressed on this fine day, so I’ll let them change their perspective a little.
“Then, Master Derrick, please overturn that common sense. I have overturned the common sense of the void attribute.” (Nyango)
“What…” (Derrick)
Derrick, who was depressed and lacked motivation, opened his eyes wide and even had a smile on his lips.
“I see… no, that’s right. I should pay more attention to my surroundings when there is someone in front of me who should be a role model.” (Derrick)
“As I have continued my training in void magic, I have come to realize that there is still a lot of potential left in my magic.” (Nyango)
“Potential…?”
“Yes, potential. For example, Master Derrick, what do you think of when you hear the word water?” (Nyango)
“A river, a lake, or something… Water poured in a cup?” (Derrick)
“Yes, that’s right. I usually think of something that exists as water. Then what do you think fog, haze, or clouds are made of?” (Nyango)
“It’s… water.” (Derrick)
“Yes, it is water. Water can change its form from visible to invisibly small particles. Above all, fire cannot quench a person’s thirst. The fire attribute has its strengths, but the water attribute also has strengths that are unique to water. Please try to think flexibly, and not be confined by the conventional wisdom.” (Nyango)
“I see…” (Derrick)
Derrick nodded many times, then looked slightly pensive and asked.
“But what good would it do us if I could create a fog or a haze?” (Derrick)
“Master Derrick, which burns better, dry wood or wet wood?” (Nyango)
“Dry wood… I see. So, it makes it harder to burn, right?” (Derrick)
“Fire magic is very powerful, but it can also burn unintended items. It can be used to cover you when you are fighting with a knight with fire attribute, or to protect your friends when you are fighting against them. The water attribute has other strengths that the fire attribute does not have.” (Nyango)
“W-what is that! Tell me!” (Derrick)
He was so engrossed in the conversation that he went back to his original tone, but it would be foolish to point it out now.
“Water’s strength is its weight. Fire has no weight, but water does.” (Nyango)
“Well, what’s the use of that?” (Derrick)
“If you have a magic index like Master Derrick, you will be able to generate a massive amount of water in an instant.” (Nyango)
In fact, Derrick showed off a ball of water that looked to be about five meters in diameter at the post-ceremony presentation.
“Even if you just drop the ball of water that was just created from a high place, the impact will knock down your opponent. It could also be used to slow down an enemy who is rushing toward you.” (Nyango)
“Oh, I see, water has its strengths.” (Derrick)
It would probably be possible to imagine water at the molecular level, and if you move it violently, it will generate heat and become hot water… But it would be too troublesome to explain, so I’ll leave you to think about it on your own from here on out.
“Thank you, Sir Elmer. You truly are an amazing person.” (Derrick)
“Huh? No, no, I’m glad I was able to help you.” (Nyango)
For a moment, I wondered who it was, but it turned out that the king had also given me my family name.
I thought that Lord Elmer was a bit cool, but then Princess Elmerine whispered in my ear.
“When are you going to make me Elmerine Elmer, Sir Nyango?” (Elmerine)
“Meow, that’s…” (Nyango)
“I’ll be looking forward to it.” (Elmerine)
I can’t read Princess Elmerine’s intentions as she smiles mischievously.
I think I am being used as a plaything, but I can’t help but wonder if…
But I have no intention of setting foot in a place where the evil spirits of the royal family seem to be everywhere, and I don’t have the financial resources to support a princess’s lifestyle.
There are a number of bars in Ibouro that serve delicious food, but it would be a terrible comparison to the food in the royal castle.
The food from the castle was finally being served at the table.
Once again, I tried to get through the table manners by imitating Aida, who was seated across from me.
“W-what are you looking at? Are you looking at me?” (Aida)
“N-no, I am not…” (Nyango)
It’s a dinner party at the royal castle, so please, my mouth, be obedient so I don’t have to be thrown out.
“Maybe it would have been better if I had switched seats with Ms. Aida… Sir Nyango won’t even look at me…” (Elmerine) [T/N: Princess, I will spray you. Cool down. LOL]
What is this, Princess Elmerine? Isn’t she so cute with her slightly pouty lips and sad face?
But, I’m sorry. The first dish was brought out.
“This is……?” (Nyango)
“This is Amuse.” (Elmerine)
“T-thank you…” (Nyango)
It appears to be an Amuse, a dish that looks like a petite cream puff and is covered with a red sauce.
An aperitif was poured together in a slender-footed glass, but I decided to just sip it.
The aroma suggests a berry sauce, but since it is bite-sized… Aida stabbed it with a fork and popped it into her mouth, tasted a bit, and then poured the aperitif down her throat.
I followed Aida’s example and popped the Amuse into my mouth.
The petit puffs are filled with cream cheese, and the rich flavor is perfectly balanced with the sweet and sour of the berries.
“Uuh…” (Nyango)
“What’s wrong with you, Sir Nyango?” (Elmerine)
“N-No… It’s very delicious.” (Nyango)
“I see…?” (Elmerine)
Princess Elmerine tilted her head, and Aida covered her mouth and twitched.
Although I stopped myself from shouting, the behavior was completely suspicious.
Worried that the people at the other tables might have noticed her, I looked around to see that the hall was filled with far more friendly and lively conversation than I had imagined.
I had expected it to be more like a wake since it was a memorial service for His Highness Ernest, so I was quite surprised.
“Sir Nyango…?” (Elmerine)
“I thought it would be a more formal meeting.” (Nyango)
“Brother Ernest was a bit biased, but he never lied about his love for his country. At these banquets, he liked to talk lively, so my father arranged for my brother’s favorite form of banquet.” (Elmerine)
“I see…” (Nyango)
The king’s strategy for my silly behavior at my inauguration ceremony was apparently to soften the mood of the occasion.
“So, Sir Nyango, please feel free to enjoy.” (Elmerine)
“Y-yes…” (Nyango)
It’s no good, it’s completely obvious. Or rather, since I ate the three types of cake, there’s no way they wouldn’t have found out.
The people around me are noisy and the princess has given me permission to eat, so I will not hesitate to start with the second item.
The second course was a dish of shredded vegetables wrapped in prosciutto.
“The hors d’oeuvres.” (Elmerine)
“T-thank you very much…” (Nyango)
Wait a minute, since this is a hors d’oeuvre, does that mean the Amuse that I heard earlier is not the name of the dish, but something like an appetizer…? [T/N: It’s an amuse-bouche, Nyango. The fancy French word for a bite-size appetizer.]
Well, rather than that, I’d rather eat now.
“Yummeow, prosciutto, crunchy vegetables, bittersweet, and vinegar sauce!” (Nyango)
The combination of the rich, moist cured ham, the crunchiness of the bitter spring vegetables, and the tang of the vinegar sauce made the dish extremely tasty.
I was so engrossed in the food that I suddenly realized that the hall had fallen silent.
When I looked around in fear, I noticed that the tables around me were all focused on me.
Did I do this…?
“Mmm, it’s very delicious. The texture of the vegetables is nice.” (Elmerine)
With Princess Elmerine’s words, the time that had stopped moving seemed to start moving as the tables around us began to talk about their impressions of the dish. [T/N: Wife-material right there.]
“Oh, it is indeed a dish that reminds me of the breath of spring.” (Noble)
“This prosciutto also has a very elegant taste.” (Noble)
“This sauce is amazing, it balances everything out.” (Noble)
What, if everyone thinks it’s delicious, I should just eat it without worrying about them…
The third dish was potage soup and bread.
“Yummeow, the flavor of pumpkin and milk is rich and so smooth!” (Nyango)
As I started to squeal again, the hall fell silent, and soon after, the lively conversation returned.
I wonder if I am being looked down upon a little.
The fourth dish was a large shrimp gratin, and the fifth dish was a palate-cleansing sorbet, both of which made me cry out, but as expected, things continued to turn into spectacles, and by the time the fifth meat dish was lined up, I had lost my appetite. It happened.
“Sir Nyango? Did you not like it?” (Elmerine)
“No, that’s not it…” (Nyango)
The roasted duck served with a citrus fruit sauce looks delicious, but the eyes from the surrounding tables and the quiet atmosphere of the hall weigh on me.
“I was raised as a commoner… I’m sorry for being so noisy…” (Nyango)
“It is nothing, everyone is looking forward to seeing sir Nyango eat so deliciously.” (Elmerine)
“Is that so?” (Nyango)
“Yes, of course.” (Elmerine)
The people at the surrounding tables nodded in support of Princess Elmerine’s words, but it was still uncomfortable to be the center of so much attention.
But it would be a shame not to taste the food, so let’s just think of it as sitting on Leila’s lap in the guild’s bar and eating it, and we’ll open up and eat it.
“Yummeow, duck meat, yummeow…?” (Nyango)
“Sir Nyango?” (Elmerine)
“Yeah, it is yummeow…” (Nyango)
The duck meat was perfectly cooked, and the sauce was delicious, but I felt it was a little less flavorful than the red-tailed duck I had caught myself.
This dish was good enough, but it made me realize that there are even better dishes than the dishes in the Royal castle.
After the salad and cheese, it was time for dessert.
The cake was mille-feuille, and strawberries were served as the fruit, but even these strawberries were not as good as the ones I had tasted in my previous life in Japan.
Sachinoka, Beni-hoppe, Amaou, Skyberry… I am reminiscing about the high level of Japanese agricultural technology after being reincarnated in another world.
Finally, the Calfe and baked goods were served, and the dinner party came to an end.
All the dishes were delicious, but I felt that I could not enjoy them because I had to think about many things during the dinner.
I think I would be better suited to a more casual place, where I can enjoy myself in an easygoing atmosphere.
T/N: Watching cats eat is a great pastime. The sight of them scarfing food, licking their mouths (pink tongues sticking out), and tails swinging. It just makes you want to grab them, then hug them, bite their ears or tails, then bury your face in those squishy tum-tums until they bite or scratch you! Aaaargh! I am going to squish and poke every inch of their belly. I need that kitty belly.
Okay. Calm down Lazy, don’t do that. Phew! I lost myself for a moment. I know how they feel. Kitties are awesome. Light Novel Nyango is much cuter than Manga Nyango. Light Novel Nyango is more kitty than human making him ten times cuter.
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