The Returnee Noble Lady Attacks His Majesty the Dragon Emperor

Suddenly my half-brother said as he came into the kitchen in the Dragon Knights barracks.

"I stopped disagreeing"

I don't know what the intention is, and Hadith puts her neck up. Listaard looked bitter when he saw Hadith's outfit, but went on not mentioning it.

"Marry a child named Jill. I don't remember ever accepting."

"You like to waste. Admittedly, nothing will change."

When honest thoughts are given, the listaird puts his finger on the crease between the brows and he is often silent.

"... I put it the wrong way. I decide to agree."

Stop working hands, Hadith looks at the listaird. Honestly, I'm surprised.

"Really? Why?

"That kid takes good care of you. - Honestly, I don't know if it's a lot, like what the emperor would do with a ten-year-old being taken care of! No, but in the first place, I didn't think I was ten or eight years old..."

"Sounds kind of tough, huh?

"Whose fault is it!... Well anyway, I'll agree with you. Thank you."

"Why?"

"This... you really don't get it!? That kid is from Craitos, I guess he doesn't have a back shield at all. The Imperial Palace is not so fertile as to survive with your love alone."

"Jill's gonna win, I'm sure."

Undisputed and muddled roaring would be Jill's appreciation for his fortitude.

But I know it makes you anxious.

When Hadith even told me to get engaged to a goddess girl, etc., I wondered what I would do. Honestly, I even thought I'd break that thin neck if I let you expect me to get this far and throw it out like that.

But it was early. Jill gave me an answer to Hadith's predictions.

(That's my daughter-in-law!

I heard rude voices from the inside, like floating around.

'I'm glad it turned out... but really, my lady just shrinks my life...'

"I don't know what life expectancy is, for God's sake"

"Hey, I'm the one talking to you right now"

He was lightly poked in the head and regained consciousness. Frowning, Listaird says in his true face.

"I know it's true that you can talk to Master Ralph the Dragon God, but I don't mind."

I don't care what they think.

"Listen to me till the end. I'm trying to tell you not to do that when you're talking to people. You'll be rude to them. If you want me to be a part of it, translate it properly so it makes sense."

"... oh yeah. I see."

Rave seems to have no objection either. It quiets him down. For some reason there were even signs that I was happy.

I don't know that. Listaird looks at Hadith from top to bottom with a frown.

"I wish I was willing to be a little more emperor after that. Just look at me."

"Now you better not know I'm an emperor."

"That's why I'll be the head chef in the Dragon Knights. Where's the emperor! Besides, Lady Dragon still works around as a Dragon Knight apprentice... my country has fallen so far...!

To Listaird moaning alone, Hadith was decent.

For now we have a system of cooperation, albeit only in form, but we still have time to march. Erinzia bought time by returning an inquiry from Georg as it was under investigation, while at the same time issuing a statement strongly critical of the baking. And he was cutting the rudder in the direction of gathering supplies and troops, calling it a warning to the lords with territories that were the subject of burning.

Not good if Hadith finds out he's here in the meantime. But if Listaird were to disagree greatly with the return of Hadith to that lair, and if he was seen - a compromise was put forward.

He was supposed to work under cover of his identity.

I was fortunate that the number of Dragon Knights had just increased, and that it was necessary to accept the baked villagers and cook them out. Here again, Listaird disagreed so much, but said, "Your Majesty might deceive your face with his cooking arm!" Due to Jill's mysterious claim, Hadith was instantly well known as a cook who cooked good dishes face to face. Beginning with the help of cooking, he told the chief chef who had kept the Dragon Knights kitchen for years, "I'll leave you to do the rest and I'll retire," etc., and was quickly promoted to the chief chef who partitioned the Dragon Knights dining room.

Stirring the soup of the day in a large pot, Hadith gave me a plate for taste to Listaard, who will look bitter when he comes to the kitchen.

"I think it's delicious"

"I know, I knew by the time I was hopeless! We're all excited to see the dining room open for lunch today, thank goodness!

"Then what are you unhappy about?"

…… Nothing. I'm just saying I didn't know you were such a cook. "

"It's not like that. Yeah, I do like to cook."

Look at this one and this one. Now that I know Listaard is encouraging me to get ahead of the conversation, Hadith, who tasted it, continues with a lid on the pan.

"Jill might suspect just standing still in the room"

"... what? What?"

"Cheating. Jill wouldn't suspect cheating if he knew I was working like this right here, and he had eyes, right? There's no way the weak princess of Craitos can get this far."

"... it is, yes, but"

"I don't want to upset Jill.... 'Cause, you see, that one in the meantime. That... I mean, yagi, yagi, jill."

"Water. Drink."

Half-eyed listeards offered me a glass where my heart rate was getting blurred.

Taking a sip and taking a deep breath, Listaird shrugged her shoulders in a huge lull.

"Very well.... No, I know, I should say. Time for me to get back to work."

Listaird calls his Dragon Knights in the name of joint training, taking over the entire Knights who have been busy.

If the feud were to begin in earnest, Listaard would be at the vanguard to lead the Dragon Knights. After realizing that, Hadith stopped her hand and wandered the lower cabinet.

"This"

That's the cookie I was gonna give Jill. Contains several types of chocolate chips with nuts, jam, etc. The offered listaird was blind and received.

"Let me have it. I'd love to have a sister."

"... well. Sweet stuff, do you like it? But..."

Remembering his eyes looking at this one like he was threatened, Hadith clutches her mouth. The early bagged listaird grabbed the cookie in front of one.

"I'm scared, Frieda."

Frieda is the name of Listaard's real sister in Imperial City. He is certainly only about seven years old.

"Even if it wasn't you, I'd probably be afraid to hide from the first person I met"

"Oh... yes, it is"

"Besides, a first glance would be a glimpse with your father. It's impossible to tell our younger siblings, not just Frieda, not to be afraid to look at that. He's my brother, so flush him out if you don't."

If there isn't, I've always thought so. But Listaird said, "There is no other way," which I feel means something different.

(Oh well. Not because I'm a monster, but because I'm your brother)

So there's only one way. There was no mockery, and the words that fell on her chest went straight into her mouth.

"Right. Then... there's no other way."

"Oh, you were here. Good news, Listaard to Hadith!

into the kitchen in the process of being planted. Now he even showed his face to Erinzia. Listhead sighs.

"Is it time for the Ravé royal family to meet in the kitchen of the Knights? What's the situation?"

"You, is that Hadith's handmade? You have something nice. Give it to me too."

"You've been taking it before, sister."

"These are things we all eat. Look, so is Hadith."

Hadith, who was given a cookie she made herself, wonders. Now I have myself among my sisters and brothers who fit.

"So, what's the good news?

"I got in touch with Vissel."

When Hadith turns her face to her real brother's name, Erinzia nods forcefully.

"I'm worried about you. They're still moving in the direction of convincing my uncle. If that's not possible, at least let me know. Listhead, Frieda's safe."

The listaird with both eyes open was still worried, I guess. It always makes my face harder, softer.

"Really? I hope you're not scared... of your other siblings or your mother."

"All the royals are safe. It is forbidden to make contact with the outside world or go out, but Vissel is being kept under surveillance by his uncle. I might be able to get in touch. Although, there is no reason to take it"

"If they find out you're in contact with this one, they can't help you if anything happens."

To Hadith's words, Erinzia nodded.

"That's right. All you have to do is get ready under the water and settle all at once. Vissel moves in that direction, too. That's fine, both of you."

"I'm against relying on Vissel."

Before Hadith nodded, Listaird made it clear. I'm eating a boiled cookie.

"I'm as good as Hadith, no, I don't care more about Vissel than Hadith"

"You, are you willing to claim here that you should be the Crown Prince?

"In my capacity, that's fair! And... no."

For some reason Listaird looked at Hadith and then turned to him.

"Well, it's an emergency. You should use whatever you can."

"Give me something I can honestly say I'll cooperate with. And Hadith."

When he snorted, Erinzia laughed and slapped him on the back all the time. It hurt but not at all uncomfortable. It's kind of chewy enough.

(I wish I could stay like this)

Yeah, and Rave nods back. I don't want to deny anything right now, though I don't think it's going to be that easy at the bottom of my belly that I'm the same color as the goddess.