Tensei saki de suterareta no de, mofumofu tachi to oryouri shimasu ~okazari ouhi wa my pace ni saiky

After receiving Your Majesty's advice, I was escorted to the carriage by Mr Melvin.

"Thank you very much, Melvin."

"...... I shouldn't have done anything particularly thankful?

Master Melvin was tilting his neck.

Is it an act?

In the meantime, I will explain why and thank you.

"Isn't it Melvin who offered you a sandwich today? It allowed me to know your food preferences."

Looking forward to this from the beginning, it seemed like he had recommended the dedication of the sandwich.

It must have been the first time Melvin had seen a sandwich yesterday.

It was a little strange why you were putting on a sandwich, but it would be satisfactory if you thought it was to let me know your preference.

At first glance, Melvin grasped the nature of the sandwich that sandwiches the various pieces of equipment and quickly used it.

Melvin smiled as he conveyed his respect and gratitude.

"There might be a way to think like that. However, I seized the opportunity because of Leticia's personality and ingenuity. I think thanksgiving is a waste of time for me."

Melvin continues to speak fluently.

It was a beautiful, but incomprehensible, smile.

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Sitting on an office chair, Glenn Reed turned his eyes to the void.

Your Majesty is a very thoughtful and observant man.

It reminds me of Reticcia, who has been a witness to respect.

I don't feel bad about being praised by a smart girl.

I don't feel bad, but that's why I felt a little uncomfortable.

"I'm not such a big person....."

Glenn Reed murmured.

Neither humble nor humble, it's just a fact for Glenn Reed.

The fact that you have seen Siena's nature with little contact.

﨟 Being aware of the 'lie' that Lee Riena vomited long ago.

It may be commendable, but in the case of Glenn Reed, the situation was different.

Only Glenn Reed could feel it, because of the "smell".

"It's not a gift of observation or insight, it's just a good nose....."

Glenn Reed is an ancestor who can turn into the Spirit of the Wolf, the ancestor of the royal family.

It has several abilities that are unique to humans, such as the ability to transform into wolves, and a special sense of smell is one of them.

Glenn Reed took a breath to confirm the feeling.

The smell of my room that I can smell is mixed with a strange smell.

The source was a sandwich-packed basket that Leticia left for a souvenir.

"You still smell strange....."

I have never smelled that scent elsewhere.

It wasn't Leticia perfume or body odor.

Glenn Reed himself didn't know the details, but it didn't seem to be material.

Shapeless.

Glenn Reed's nose sniffs apart from the human mind, spirit, or soul.

The strange feeling was, dare I say, close to smell, so I just described it as' smell '.

Glenn Reed's birth royal family had rare ancestral returns.

Much of the return of the ancestors became kings, and the reign seemed largely prosperous.

"Of course, that may be natural, but...."

It doesn't matter how attentive the relative person is to words and expressions.

They have the ability to discern their lies and nature through the "smell", which can be said to be irrational.

The ability to detect "smell" was not universal, and it was often impossible to discern lies.

But on the contrary, when the "smell" conveys the other person's lies and betrayals, it is never unexpected.

That alone should have been an incredibly useful capability for the royal family.

Even Glenn Reed has benefited greatly from his abilities since he was young on the throne.

There was no hesitation to use the "smell" more than to save a country's destiny -----

"In a way, it's like cheating....."

Glenn Reed was born with this special sense of smell.

At the same time as the idea that it is natural to use natural talents, there is only a little bit in the corner of the mind.

It was also a fact that there were scars in the past that caused scabs.

"The return of ancestors may be a blessing and a curse at the same time....."

If I hadn't returned to my ancestors, what kind of life would I have been living?

The relationship with my parents and the whereabouts of my father's crown after his death may have changed.

The fate of my half-brother, who loved me so well, must have been something else.

Regret, sadness and sentiment.

The feeling that you should have sealed up a long time ago is stupid at the bottom of your belly.

When Glenn Reed was imprisoned in the past, there was a "smell" that blurred the tip of his nose.

As stimulated by the smell, Golden Hair and Amethyst's eyes came to mind, bringing Glenn Reed's thoughts back to the present.

She had already left, but the remainder of the incense was in the sandwich.

Apparently, she didn't leave it to her cook, she made her own sandwich.

Because of this, the smell on the sandwich was so strong that the residual fragrance drifted even without the person.

"Did you make it for me..."

Speaking of which, I feel wonderful and at ease.

I wonder why, the smell that I could smell approached.

Melvin, who was on his way to see Leticia off, seems to be back.

Melvin enters the office and looks at the sandwich.

"It's a souvenir from Leticia. Me too..."

"Decline."

Attract the basket with the sandwich before reaching out.

"This is my supper."

"...... Your Majesty, aren't you awake too much in your appetite? I'd love to."

"Don't say bad things. You're the one who called it a poison sight and ate nothing, right?

It is difficult to think of Leticia as poisonous, both personally and personally.

However, just in case, Glenn Reed was briefly poisoned before he arrived.

Melvin wasn't originally in such a role, but he ran for it today.

I tell Leticia to prepare two dishes per type in advance.

Prior to meeting Glenn Reed, Melvin was randomly picking one sandwich at a time for a brief poisoning.

"I told Leticia to bring me a sandwich, not because you wanted to eat it by calling it poison, right?

"No way, isn't that right?

Melvin smiles ambiguously, but Glenn Reed's nose cannot be deceived.

He seemed to be lying.

"It's true. Isn't that right?

... I don't seem to be lying, but I couldn't read the truth.

Glenn Reed's nose limit is convenient and restrictive.

"... well... good. This sandwich is mine."

Glenn Reed monopolized the sandwich, declaring that he could not capture the inside of his heart after many years of relationship.