The War Hero Raises a Demon Slave

21 – Satisfy the noble lineage!(3)

“That’s impossible, master! There are five menus right now, how can you prepare them in two days?”

“Then you can reduce the menu. Also, there are no ingredients that you can’t get if you go to Jungang Market. I’ll give you money, so go and look around and buy what you need. You don’t have to do housework.”

“No no, that’s not it…”

As Einer said, cooking itself is not difficult.

It’s not that I don’t have money, it’s not that I don’t have a place to live.

You can go to the market to buy ingredients and make them tick-tock-tock in a well-equipped kitchen.

However, Ael was not confident.

We must satisfy the tastes of people coming from different parts of the continent with Eastern food.

There are methods that I have roughly conceived in my head, but I cannot guarantee that they will work.

And Ael has little experience cooking with such a diverse menu.

When I was a cook, I only cooked food for thousands of people according to the unified menu table of the Mawanggun Military Office.

Ingredients are scooped up with a shovel and seasonings are poured in bags.

Even if the taste is a little off, the focus was on making it in large quantities quickly, so it was dark in two days.

If you prepare for the tasting party with utmost diligence, but get harsh criticism, Ael might hide deep inside the shell like a hermit crab.

Recognizing Ael’s concern, Einer said with a smile.

“You don’t have to be so scared.”

“How could I not do that… My legs tremble at the thought that citizens I don’t know my face will come and evaluate my food…”

“If that’s the case, don’t worry. It’s our members who come to the tasting event.”

“Eh? The master’s crew members?”

“Didn’t I tell you last time? Sometimes, when all the kids are off work, I call them in and cook for them. That’s next Tuesday.”

“Ah…”

If it’s something like that, I wonder if I can let go of it….

“And my kids come from all over the place except Toby. If they say they’re good, they’ll suit most people’s taste. Especially if Ryan’s satisfied, it’s perfect.”

“Mr. Ryan… Is that cold, scary looking guy?”

“Yes. He has a very picky appetite. I’m not sure, but I heard he was a member of the royal family of a ruined kingdom.”

“Heee?!”

“Didn’t you say anything when you ate what I made for you?”

“Well, that’s because the owner is the leader…”

After thinking for a while, Einer nodded his head.

“Huh, that’s right. I guess. Looking back now, he never once said it was delicious.”

“Hoeeng… I’m in trouble…”

Maybe it would be better to show it to people you don’t know…. You’re from a royal family….

But Ael immediately clenched his fist under the table.

Anyway, you can’t delay or avoid opening a restaurant.

My master saved me from a miserable fate by spending a hundred gold coins.

If you want to repay that kindness, you can’t back down in fear like this.

And the owner said he would teach me how to cook, right?

Whether it’s a risotto or a pilaf, you’re going to bump into it!

“Let’s do it, Ael! You pig!”

“It’s a surprise.”

When Ael suddenly gave out a squawk, Einer twitched his shoulders in surprise.

“I’ll try, master. Please help me instead.”

“Of course I’ll help you.”

Ael finally smiled in relief.

* * * * *

That night, Ael sat at her kitchen table late into the night, contemplating her menu.

She had five items on her menu that she initially selected, which she thought would be delicious even for non-Eastern people.

It is not difficult to make, the ingredients are not difficult, and the menus are perfect for a restaurant run by Ael alone.

The problem is that some of these menu items are so spicy that you might not like them if you make them as they are.

Ael kept scribbling on her paper with her pencil and wrapped her hair.

Wouldn’t it be okay to remove this and put that in?

Or add that, subtract that, and do this?

As she was writing hard, Ael suddenly realized that the paper was full of scribbles.

Spelling messed up letters written just phonetically in bad handwriting close to pictures or passwords.

Even though you went up to this floor and there was no one to see, Ael quickly covered her paper with her hand because it was embarrassing.

Ael does not know how to write her text.

In fact, demons do not receive higher education unless they are core personnel or high-ranking executives in the demon castle.

Ael is the worst cook even there.

At the kitchen, where waking up early in the morning and cooking hard is her greatest virtue, she did not have to learn letters or learn math.

And so far, that hasn’t been a big deal.

Of course, the situation is similar for humans as well.

It’s full of people who can’t write or even read even though they’re done here right now.

But Ael was embarrassed.

He was too embarrassed to reveal to his master that he could not write properly.

You have to be at least on the same level as the owner to be able to talk and help.

Actually Ael thinks you did a good job bringing Ael, but she had no way to know that.

“I wish I could do something well.”

Ael murmured as he watched Cantavera standing quietly by the window with her flower buds bowed.

Of course, Cantavera didn’t give any answer.

“Should I sing like you? When I’m free, I sing to the guests.”

Sounds like a good idea? Gotta try it right now.

Ael cleared her throat noisily, and in a low voice she began to sing.

Burning Valor Infinite Passion

I won’t stop, like a shining star on the battlefield

The legion marches towards victory

Sturdy even in the midst of a storm

Exercise courage in the midst of lightning

I will advance on the path of glory

Determination and Power Indomitable Spirit

The glory of the Demon King’s name shines

The beginning of a legend that will be remembered forever

Fire in my heart A dream that couldn’t come true

Awakening with endless passion

The winner of the battlefield of our demon army

I will sing a song of eternal glory!

Ael sang diligently, with all the pitches and beats meticulously wrong.

After finishing the song, Ael asked Cantavera.

“How is it?”

As expected, Cantavera did not answer.

But for some reason, it seemed that the flower buds were going back out the window more than before.

As if avoiding Ael’s gaze.

“Should I tell you how I feel when I’m older?”

Ael spoke to Cantavera in a voice full of affection.

* * * * *

Einer reached out his hand like lightning at the sound he heard from somewhere.

Einer, who was leaning on the bed and clutching at the hilt, woke up and slowly opened his eyes.

Then he immediately grasped the situation and let go of the hilt, sighing.

Ael was singing in a low voice downstairs.

What song is this time?

But if I had to sing a song like that….

That is the marching song of the Demon King’s Army.

A f*cking song that makes war veterans tremble.

Aner also listened to that song until he got tired of it.

Ainer’s participation in the war was in the latter half of the year when the momentum of the Demon King’s army gradually began to decline.

The demons, who had nothing but evil, fought until the last one and always sang that marching song right before they died.

So this was the first time I listened to that song all the way.

Because I killed ‘Toward Victory’ before it was over.

I was thinking of asking AL to sing another song, but I decided to leave it alone.

If I did that, I might get down on my knees again saying I’m sorry and put my forehead on the ground.

By the way….

I really can’t sing very well.

It was a good thing that Ael secretly brought her Cantavera.

In restaurants, only Cantavera should be sung.

* * * * *

The day Einer goes to work.

Ael, who was left alone, put her money in her pocket for a week and left her house.

Tomorrow is already the day to open the tasting event.

Today, I practice cooking during the day, and when the owner comes home from work, I have to be evaluated.

And I have to make up for my shortcomings and serve a proper dish to the crew tomorrow.

After watering the Cantavera, changing clothes, and making sure that no horns were visible, Ael left the house.

Let’s see, where to go.

A butcher shop and a vegetable shop, and I stop by there and there….

There is so much to buy.

Okay, let’s go!

Ael went down the hill toward Jungang Market with a firm resolve.

At that time, Einer told his team members at the security unit about Tuesday’s tasting party.

Toby and Marco licked their lips and nodded.

“We must go. But that slave cooks?”

“Yes. His skills are quite good. He said he served as a cook in the Demon King’s Army.”

“Hooong, so what’s on the menu?”

In response to Kira’s question, Einer briefly explained the menus Ael had selected.

“These are the first foods I’ve heard of. Are they delicious? Have you tried them, Captain?”

“It’s polite to ask if you’ve tried it, Kira.”

Ryan, who was crossing his arms, pointed out coldly.

“It’s the same thing to ask if it went in your mouth or not. Ah, come to think of it, didn’t senior Ryan try it?”

“I’ve had it a few times.”

“This is the right way to meet the demon slave owner. A foul-mouthed gourmet with experience in Eastern cuisine.”

As Kira giggled, Einer suddenly began to worry.

Ryan That guy is really tricky….

It’s best to say that he’s delicious, but it won’t be easy to hear that….

I wonder if AL can do well.