The War Hero Raises a Demon Slave

28 – Satisfy the noble lineage!(10)

“Are you saying we’re going to have dinner at the captain’s house again tonight?!”

Toby shouted with joy.

It is also true that Ryan and other members of the crew are not executives yet, but live in barracks.

That means you have to eat every meal with the trash fish porridge from the kitchen.

You can bring outside food to eat, but it costs a lot of money to do so every time.

So, eating delicious food at Einer’s house was a very enjoyable event for them.

It happens once or twice a month, but this time, for some reason, I went to Einer’s house in a row within a few days.

No wonder Toby was delighted.

Marco licked his lips and Kira glanced at Ryan.

“Senior member is showing useless pride, so he has to work hard to prepare.”

“I just told the truth.”

Ryan answered bluntly without showing much emotion.

“Anyway, there are no girls around, tsk tsk.”

“What about that senior?”

“Noisy!”

Kira fed chestnuts to Toby’s head as he interrupted the conversation.

“But when I think about it, you, in the embrace of the sea to Rosalina the other day…”

“Shut up!”

Toby asks Zelina out on a date with her crush, the bank teller, and she rushes in to stop Kira from mentioning something blatantly black.

“By the way, Captain. Is Ael okay? We have to eat so much.”

Einer laughed at Marco’s question.

“It’s okay. Ael’s hands are so big. That shouldn’t be anything. She usually eats a lot.”

“The food expenses will be broken.”

“What can I do? If you brought it, you’ll have to take responsibility.”

Hearing your answer, Kira giggled and pinched her Toby’s forearm.

“It hurts!”

“But did you really try the delicious food?”

Marco asked, and Ryan gave him a short nod.

“What is it? Let us know too. I’m very curious. Have you had some kind of dragon t-bone steak?”

“No. It wasn’t anything grandiose.”

“So what is it?”

All eyes were on Ryan’s mouth.

Ryan answered, looking back at Einer and his crew with a cold expression.

“I don’t want to say it. It’s something I ate at a bad time.”

“I-san, what is it! Make people curious!”

Kira, who usually doesn’t care about class or time, squealed.

Ayou, who was looking at Ryan, opened her mouth.

“The bad times are after the fall of the kingdom.”

“Yes, captain.”

Then she tried to shoot something further, but Kira shut her mouth.

No matter how arrogant Kira was, she couldn’t force the royal family who fled the fallen kingdom to come here to recall the memories of that time.

“As expected, trash toughness.”

When Toby muttered Kira behind her, she got angry as Kira climbed onto Toby’s back and choked her as if it was all right.

“You cheeky bastard! What a young bastard!”

“Kek kek! I shouted at the senior member!”

“Anyway, if there’s no work tonight, let’s all go together.”

Tudak turned away from Kira and Toby, and Einer said to the other members.

“Yes, captain! I’m going to skip lunch today!”

When Marco chuckled, he rubbed his hands in anticipation.

* * * * *

Ael, who finished all preparations, went to and from the living room restlessly and glanced at the window.

As with most buildings in Daham, Einer’s windows are large enough to take up most of the wall to receive cool air.

Out of the window, I could see the sun setting moment by moment, gradually turning the sky golden.

“Haa, I’m going crazy…”

Today is the day you decided to invite her crew again.

It would be correct to say that the horse is the second round to challenge Ryan, the first place.

“Can I end well today?”

Ael whispered to Cantavera, who was quietly bowing her head by the window.

“What if I don’t tell you it’s delicious again?”

Ael continued to speak while straightening the support pole that tied the stem of the Cantavera.

“If I fail twice, my master might disappoint me. He even taught me the recipe himself…”

Ael rolled the white pellets of nutrients she had sprinkled on the potting soil with the tip of her fingernail.

“What if my master sets me free from today, saying that I don’t need a kid like me?

When the thought reached that point, Ael was overcome with uncontrollable frustration.

“They don’t have horns, so if you go all the way to Berabche, you might run into robbers and do something bad.”

Ael let out a long sigh and stroked the bowed bud of Cantavera with his finger.

“Isn’t it strange? I’m a slave and I don’t want to be freed. But I really want to stay here, even if I’m freed someday.”

Gentle wind and warm sunlight, emerald sea and seagulls, bustling Jungang Market and various food ingredients.

And even the kind owner.

Dahham has everything you need to be happy.

I wonder if it would be okay if I didn’t have to go to Berabche.

Even if you get citizenship there, you have to start all over again with nothing, right?

But this is a capitalist city where you can live well regardless of race as long as you have money.

Having the owner set up a restaurant is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that I should never miss.

Today, I must make sure to suit Mr. Ryan’s taste and be recognized properly by the owner.

To make you think that if it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t be able to trust the restaurant.

“Cheer up, fat!”

Ael shouted quite loudly at the horizon of the Southern Ocean outside the window.

At that time, through the open window toward the hillside, I could hear something like a conversation.

I could hear it from a very far distance, but demons have excellent five senses.

I hurriedly opened the door and went outside to see the owner and his crew coming up from the bottom of the hill.

Huh?! Already?!

“Huh? It’s Ael!”

When Kira shook her hand, Ael freaked out and ran into the kitchen.

Daddy, let’s start cooking quickly!

* * * * *

“Huh? He’s running away.”

Kira giggled as Ael, who was clearly visible at the top of the hill, disappeared quickly.

“I must have been quite nervous because of the senior member.”

When Toby turned around, Ryan didn’t say much, only a slight nod of his head.

By the time they arrived in front of the house, the smell of grilled meat was already wafting through the open windows.

“Is it pork belly? This is going crazy.”

Marco gulped and sniffed him.

“Oh, welcome!”

Ael shouted as he was just taking the pork belly out of the oven.

“Hello, Ael.”

After washing their hands, Cho Won and Einer hurriedly sat around the table.

In the meantime, Ael transferred the grilled pork belly to a plate and poured the boiling lard from the square shovel into a separate bowl.

“Today’s menu is the same pork belly I ate the other day. I added a few more things to it.”

Einer explained to the crew on behalf of the busy Ael.

“There are a lot of things I’m seeing for the first time, right? Ael found a store selling Far Eastern food in the market and got them there.”

“Doesn’t the store in the Far East smell like that? I managed to get in there.”

“That’s true. But that’s because they spread the whole jar there and sell it. Here, there are only things with a weak smell, so you won’t feel uncomfortable eating them.”

As Ael placed the plate with the pork belly cut in the center, Einer showed her teammates how to wrap the wraps themselves.

The crew were hesitant at first seeing it, but they soon followed Einer and began to wrap the wraps and put them in their mouths in turn.

“Hmm, this is fine. Lettuce and this… What? Ah, the ssamjang really holds the grease out of the meat.”

Marco, who swallowed a large wrap with four pieces of pork belly, commented.

“Delicious. What is this?”

As Toby pointed to another side dish, Ael replied.

“That’s shredded green onions… It’s thinly sliced green onion pickled in a sauce made of soy sauce and sugar…! I soaked it in cold water for a long time to remove all the spiciness.”

“Hey, that’s really good. You’re such a good cook!”

Ael’s face turned red as Kira raised her thumb.

“Thank you…”

But Ryan hadn’t said anything up until now, and had just politely packed his wraps.

“No, Senior Member. If it’s delicious, it’s delicious. If it’s not, say something!”

“Hmm.”

Kira shouted at her, but Ryan only answered and shoved her wrapper into her mouth.

“Ael. It’s okay. That doesn’t mean it’s not delicious.”

Marco, who worked with Ryan for a long time, reassured Ael.

“Ah, yes! I see…!”

As the pork belly reduced to a certain extent, Einer, who was still, looked at Ael and nodded her head.

Ael, who received that stare, clears his throat, resolutely determined.

“Well then, you should eat now!”

“Rice? Are you eating?”

“Not that… Bob!”

“What are you talking about?”

While the team members were confused, Ael took out a square shovel that had been heated from the oven and placed it on the kitchen counter.

I poured the pork fat that I had set aside earlier into it, and the oil boiled noisily.

And Ael poured a mountain of white rice into the boiling oil.

“Let’s start making fried rice!”

With her bold declaration, Ael started pouring all sorts of things over the rice.

Scallions, grilled onions and garlic, leftover pork belly, and finely chopped kimchi.

Ael cut it at random with sharp scissors along with the rice.

“Ouch! What are you doing!”

Her teammates screamed in surprise at Ael recklessly mixing everything together.

That’s because it looked like dog food or pig food made from leftover food left over from the outside.

With or without it, Ael stir-fried rice in boiling lard and topped it with crushed seaweed powder and eggs.

“It’s all done! Ael’s special fried rice!”

This was the special recipe that Einer had given to Ael.

Recipe that you will never know unless you are a true Eastern local or a foodie.

It was oil fried rice with pork belly that Baron Einer always made and handed out at the end of the barbecue party.

In front of the members, steamed pork belly fried rice was brought in one after another.

Ael looked at her teammates with a trembling heart while holding her hands together.

“This… smells great…”

Marco couldn’t stand it and ate a spoonful of fried rice first.

“Ugh! What the hell is this?!”

Without a word, Marco began to spoon like mad.

Toby and Kira, who saw it, tasted each and were amazed in their own way.

“Oh my God… I’ve never had food like this before…”

Einer, who was happy to see the members eating deliciously, turned his gaze to Ryan.

What would that noble lineage say about this food?

Until now, people have been raving about this fried rice without exception.

“Huh?!”

Ainor was startled when he saw Ryan and nearly jumped out of his chair.

Tears flowed from Ryan’s eyes as he silently ate fried rice.

What kind of situation is this?!