Even Though I was the Real Saint, I was Exiled—Which Means my Country is Over

In the kitchen.

"Even so, young lady. Perhaps now, but are you sure you want your daughter to cook?

The usual cook calls me that.

"I'm fine. And I've told you many times, I love cooking. I'll be delighted."

I see. Whoa, you have a wonderful personality. Even though it's not uncommon for some aristocrats to think that cooking is something I should do for chores... well, Nigel-sama, that's not true. "

I'm not exactly a nobleman. Well, it would be strange to deny it either way.

Since then.

We brought the boy back to the royal castle.

To cook for him.

Initially, Nigel was supposed to be cooked by a cook, but I won't allow that.

Because... that's why I want to cook too!

The cooks really care about me, but they still enjoy it.

Well, let's start cooking.

Stand on the battlefield (kitchen) with an apron on.

"Lady, what are you going to make?

"This time I'm going to make omelet rice."

"Omelette rice? Is that okay?

The cook raised his eyebrows with suspicion.

Well, I don't think it's the kind of cuisine you take the trouble to serve your guests.

Although I already have a general idea, the identity of the boy is still unknown.

Nevertheless, there is no doubt that this is a great opportunity to have a look at Lynch Giham's dishes.

Looking at the cook's face,

"Whoa, what kind of common dish is Omelette... what are you thinking? Because of this, a strange young lady..."

And I heard the voice of my heart... I felt it.

But I have an idea!

"What's going on? He's staring at me."

"Nothing."

"... I feel like I'm being thought of as something really strange..."

The cook narrowed his eyes.

... let's do it!

Let's start by mixing ketchup with white rice to make ketchup rice.

Place oil on the frying pan and operate the stove to ignite.

The use of Fire Magic Stones has made it easy for anyone to light a fire. That is the stove.

It's quite expensive, but that's the royal castle. You have the equipment.

When the frying pan is warm enough, put in white rice.

Continue to add ketchup and mix.

"You're as good as ever. I'm in love. Lady, are you going to be a cook if you like?

"Thank you very much. But we still have a lot to do."

"I'm sorry."

The cook smiles bitterly.

As I enjoyed the conversation and the food, I quickly finished my ketchup rice.

Let's put this on the plate for once.

"Next, eggs...!

I take out the eggs and break them one after the other on the bowl.

Then they pour it into a frying pan and mix it as if they were making scrambled eggs.

After warming up to half ripeness, the ketchup rice is finally ready!

Wrap your rice in eggs... finished!

"I think I can add demi-glace sauce, but would you like me to ketchup some orthodox here?"

I took out the ketchup again and wrote "Welcome (Heart)" on the omelet.

People around the world say that not only tastes like this, but also dishes that can be enjoyed in appearance can be seen.

By that standard, this omelet will also be well visible.

Mm-hmm.

I did well.

I put omelet rice on a plate for the number of people and take it to the dining room.

I'm ready.

When I went to the cafeteria, I already had Nigel on my long desk... and my sister Cecilie next door. There was a boy sitting face to face.

"I ate fast!

Cecilie had a spoon and her feet were stiff as if she couldn't wait.

"Cecilie doesn't have to eat it.

"It's mean to be here! Cecilie wants your sister's dinner too!

Seeing Cecilie squeezing her cheeks, she smiled unexpectedly.

"Very well. Making it for one person and making it for three are the same. I want a lot of people to eat it anyway."

Either way, Omelette is prepared for three people.

"I'm sorry... three (...) people?"

"Cecilie, that child... and Nigel. Don't you want to eat?

"No, no. I definitely want you to eat it. Elianne's dinner is exquisite. Thank you for the food."

Even though I said so, I found out what I had been expecting from the beginning when I sat at the table.

It's always nice and cool, but I feel a little cute at times like this.

"What is this...?

When I put a plate in front of everyone, it was the boy who strangely turned his gaze.

Yes, it's called omelet rice.

"Omelette rice... I've never heard of it"

Really? It's delicious, so please try it. "

In response to the boy's reaction, Nigel was bending his neck.

There's nothing I can do about it.

Because Omelette is not particularly unusual.

It is a dish that is served to any household, and it is strange not to know.

And yet he said, "I've never seen it before."

Seeing the reaction, I was one step closer to being sure of the boy's identity.

Well then, don't hesitate to feed me.

The boy slowly puts the spoon in the egg.

Then....

Oops!

A loud boy.

A thick yellow body overflowed from the inside so that the eggs could pop from the inside.

"Fluffy egg omelet."

Erm, I have a tight chest.

"Wow... there's nothing like this in my village."

The boy put omelet rice on the spoon and looked at it strangely.

And slowly put it in your mouth....

"Delicious!"

And made his eyes shine.

"Is it delicious?

"Ah, ah. I've never eaten anything delicious like this. Did you really make this?

"Yes, that's right."

"Wow...!

As if the weir had been cut, the boy ate omelet rice.

It is worthwhile to make a good meal so far.

"Elaine, as always, your food is delicious."

"Oneechan's cooking is amazing!

It seemed like Nigel and Cecilie were the same, and they were both happy with the fluffy egg omelet rice.

Though I was confident, I was relieved to find it popular.

"Thank you for dinner."

It seemed that the boy had finished eating Omelette in no time.

I wipe my mouth with a napkin.

"Oh, is that enough?

"What do you mean?

I still have omelet rice.

……

The boy's body moves violently.

Earlier, I told the cook to prepare under the omelet rice.

It's a hassle-free dish in the first place, and it's handy to make it again.

The boy seemed a little worried.

"Oh, wow...."

I offered the plate with my trembling hand.

I receive it with a smile.

Looks like you chose Omelette Rice for the correct answer.

Formal cuisine is also delicious, but I thought it was not enough for boys suffering from hunger.

Anyway, I'd like you to eat a lot of food.

I went to the kitchen again and made omelet rice.

... and then an hour later.

"Thank you, thank you. It's not just healing magic, it's eating something like this."

The boy who had finished his meal was once again confronted by Nigel.

By the way... Cecilie is sending me back to my room.

I was still there, but from now on it will be important. It will be too soon to let her in.

The boy's complexion has also completely improved.

Apparently, she lost her energy because she was injured, but she was simply hungry.

"Tell Elaine if you want to thank me. She's a great cook, isn't she?

"Oh, I didn't expect you to eat this delicious food. There was something a little nasty going on in other countries, and I was on the lookout... apparently this country is totally different."

Other countries?

This is my guess, but I feel like I know something...

"Speaking of which, I haven't heard your name yet. What about you?"

Nigel asks the boy.

Oh, yeah. I forgot to ask my name in the first place.

I was desperate to cook...

"I apologize for being late for my name... and for being rude and making me feel uncomfortable. I'm going to tell you a serious story."

The atmosphere of the boy changed.

It's been a rough way to talk until now, but suddenly I changed to polite words.

He took Nigel's gaze straight.

"I'm Phillip-- Phillip the Spirit King."