Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

Aiden felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't know why, but he always felt that things shouldn't be like this.

Isn't it said that Victoria is one of the most powerful countries in the world?

I saw it in textbooks before, and this is what my teacher taught me.

After studying abroad, people I met described Victoria in the same way.

But why....what he sees now....seems to be different from what they said.........

Why...

Aiden looked at the hot fish and chips that had just been served, and continued to dip the latter into the tartar sauce on the side, and then put it into his mouth, repeating this over and over again without stopping his thoughts.

........Is it his problem? Why does he feel that Victoria is not so good...

..........

...

"It's been a long time, Victoria."

The Blood Demon Lord...or the Lord Red Dukare is now stepping into this strange mobile city, looking at the surrounding street style which is very different from what he remembers.

.....

Also.

The only places where he dealt with Victoria were on the battlefield, in Victoria which was at war, and in Kazdel itself.

The most recent memory was even when Steam Armor and the armies of other countries flattened Kazdel.

He walked on the street, having changed into his daily clothes. Although he would occasionally attract some people's attention, how many people knew that this young-looking blood demon was the Lord of the Royal Court?

Although Dukare knew that it was better for him to hide in the shadows and then quietly go to the homes of guests who needed to visit him than to walk on the streets.

But, at this moment, there was no way he could do that.

Because, this time he came here, he came here on behalf of Kazdel.

Perhaps Tracy would think it would be a good idea to hide his whereabouts and leave quietly.

And the Blood Demon Lord wouldn't mind this kind of thing, since he is usually like this anyway.

But...at this moment he is more than just the Blood Demon Lord.

So, why should we shrink back?

He knew not to make it too obvious.

But this does not mean that he should hide in the sewer like a rat, with a vile aura everywhere he goes.

Kazdel's dignity wouldn't allow him to do that.

Tikaz's pride would not allow him to do so with the former's identity.

so.....

He took off his costume and replaced it with a trench coat, which seemed most ordinary to a Victorian.

This is the biggest concession the Blood Demon Lord could make.

But now...

Compared with the main task, he wanted to see how excellent the development that Victoria was proud of over the years was, enough for them to talk about it often.

Ducare stopped in front of a restaurant, and then he remembered that he could even find a tea machine in the internal equipment of the steam armor that was destroyed.

These maggots soaked in black tea...

He remembered that they often boasted about their long-standing civilization and excellent cuisine...

"Oh, long time, it's nothing but self-righteous stupidity

It is. ”

Ducare walked into the restaurant, looking critically at the country's development over the years.

The first step is the restaurant.

"I'm very sorry, but all the seats in our restaurant are full. However, I can ask if there is a gentleman willing to share a table with you."

"It doesn't matter."

Ducare raised an eyebrow.

Well, the restaurant is full...which means business is good, and it also means that the residents here have a good life.

Many people in ordinary clothes even have enough money to go to restaurants to improve their meals.

......Kazdel had experienced a scene like this a long time ago.

"Sir, the other party is willing to share the table, please follow me."

The waiter led Ducare to a seat by the window.

A young man was sitting there, absentmindedly putting French fries into his mouth.

Reach out, dip in sauce, put it in your mouth, and reach out again——

The movements are so seamless, just like a machine on an assembly line...

But from beginning to end, the other party didn't seem to care about me at all.

"Here, here is the menu. Please order."

The waiter handed Ducare the menu.

The latter took it and simply glanced at the names of the dishes.

As for the price?

It didn't matter. The funds were provided by Tracy and he just had to spend it.

Soon, his attention was attracted by the name of a dish.

"Oh? Look up at the stars? Interesting, such an arrogant name is actually used to name a dish?"

Ducare seemed to have a vague feeling that Victoria's development to date had indeed exceeded his imagination.

but it does not matter.

That's what he came for.

The development of the opponent is not scary, what is scary is choosing to ignore the development of the opponent.

"One for gazing at the stars, thank you."

Ducare closed the menu and handed it to the waiter.

At this moment, he suddenly found that the young man opposite him who had been showing off his French fries turned his head and looked at him.

"You...are not Victorian, are you..."

Aiden asked somewhat confused.

Ducare was a little surprised when he saw that the other party had directly guessed that he was not a Victorian.

In theory, his words and deeds had been specially observed and studied before departure, and there was nothing wrong with his clothing.

However, the other party still directly inferred the fact that I was not Victorian...

Ah.

interesting.

Ducare looked at the film man in front of him, who was so weak that he could almost crush him to death with one hand.

"Why do you say that? Because I'm a Sarkaz? Or a blood demon?"

Instead, he pointed out the race and asked Aiden.

"After all, Victoria doesn't really welcome Sarkaz. No, or rather, there is no place that welcomes Sarkaz."

"No... sir... to be honest, I can't tell you're a Sarkaz unless you tell me... the main reason is."

Aiden looked at Dukare, who looked confused, with some sympathy, and asked.

"Do you know the dish called gazing at the stars?"

"I don't know. Why? Is it so famous that I should know it?"

Ducare raised his eyebrows again. It seemed that the Victorians were very proud of their cuisine.

".....My suggestion is that you might as well order another drink, preferably something alcoholic."

"? You mean, that dish has to be paired with drinks?"

"Ah no no no, I mean."

Aiden looked at Dukare seriously.

"If you don't have any alcohol later, you might do something indecent..."

"Like... spitting it out or something..."

Chapter 39: I’m a farmer

"Hello, sir. Your stargazing——"

The waiter smiled and brought a dish that could almost be described as horrifying to Ducare.

For a moment, he even felt that he was not in Victoria's restaurant, but in the secret room where the liches studied witchcraft.

What was on the table was not some Victorian specialty at all, but a plate of cursed ingredients filled with resentment.

I don’t know what kind of juice was mixed in to dye the potato flour pie dark purple (although Dukalei is a vampire, he is sure that there is no big difference between Victoria’s potatoes and those grown by Kazdel.)

(At least there won’t be such a huge color difference.)

It's like... to highlight the pie that is filled with fish heads that are pointed 90 degrees towards the sky and exude a sad atmosphere.

Yes, fill it up.

Not just a few scattered in the middle or a circle around the edge.

Instead, they directly fill the place with fish heads, which would make even people with trypophobia feel their scalp tingling.

He could even feel an evil aura slowly approaching from halfway across the table.

“…I didn’t expect the chef of this restaurant to be more…subjective than I thought.”

Aiden looked at the fish head jungle with some fear, where it was almost impossible to find the place where the spoon fell, and looked at Mr. Sarkaz with some sympathy.

"Sir, this may be your first time in Victoria, and you seem to be alone...right?"

".....So what?"

Dukalei has not yet been freed from this piece of "Looking Up at the Stars" which is almost weird in appearance.

come out.

This thing...he even thought it would be more appropriate to change its name to "Cursed Vision".

"Then I will give you two pieces of advice in advance."

Aiden cleared his throat, then moved closer to Ducare, glanced at the guests around him, and then spoke in a serious, low voice.

"First, never trust any Victorian slogan about our cuisine. Any dish that is more than three steps beyond fish and chips is probably going to be... a little tricky."

“Secondly, every Victorian restaurant should have fish and chips, if it doesn’t, leave it, it’s not a Victorian restaurant.”

“Third, if a restaurant has fish and chips but dishes from other countries appear, be careful when ordering.”

"Don't order anything more complicated than three steps to fish and chips, because generally the chefs in these restaurants like to do some... bold innovations, and this kind of self-satisfying innovation will even radiate from foreign cuisine to traditional Victorian dishes."

"Fourth, if they serve black tea, it means it's a staid Victorian restaurant. You can trust the chef, he's a serious classicist, and even if he's looking up at the stars, it's edible."

After hearing this, Dukalei looked at the densely packed fish heads in front of him and didn't even know where to start...

"This shop is a reformist one."

Aiden leaned against the window and shook his head with some regret.

"I see. It seems that the reason why you only ordered fish and chips is... here."

Ducare thought for a long time but really didn't know how to start eating it. At the same time, the shape of this thing even made him feel that he would be constantly watched by other fish heads while he was eating.

He is just a blood demon... maybe some of his characteristics are a bit abnormal in the eyes of normal people, but that doesn't mean he can really ignore such things and eat them.