The Blood Knight’s Villains - Chapter 539

My Villains Chapter 539

68. Travel to the Royal Road (12)

Except for the fact that cheap peat was put in the stove, the accommodation Ellen had chosen was very luxurious. It seems that the name ‘Emperor’s Attic’ is not an exaggeration.

The spacious room had four open windows. The bed with a curtain and a canopy was not only fancy on the outside, but also a high-quality mattress filled with a mixture of horsehair and cotton.

It wasn’t that I hadn’t seen or heard anything while wandering around my estate, so I could tell that most of the furniture that filled the guest rooms was produced by Eisbowald’s carpentry association. I didn’t make it myself, so why do I feel proud?

Of course, no matter how luxurious it is, an inn is an inn. If I was a real nobleman who was noble from birth, I would not have been satisfied with a room like this.

However, if there was one minor problem, it was the fact that considering the journey to the royal capital, a lodging of this level would not be dreamed of in the future.

He will have to hide his identity and pretend to be a normal tourist while traveling across the Bay of Blades to Multingham. It would be unnatural to stay in such an expensive inn even if you disguised yourself as a professor invited to the Royal College according to Marquis Eavon’s arrangements. After all, he must have taken care of himself several times at an inn used by lowly peddlers or mercenaries. I just hope that I don’t have to sleep in the snow.

In any case, it was because of these circumstances that he was beaten by his subordinates who came to the guest room in the morning and then lay in bed for several more hours. It means that I am not lazy to relieve the travel poison accumulated over the past few days, but rather am accumulating stamina for the future journey.

When I woke up again around noon, the only thing guarding me was Ellen, who had become a cocoon buried under the blanket, and there was no lump in sight. He’s not a sleepy guy, so he must be taking a walk somewhere.

When I opened the door, two sergeants from the cavalry company under my direct control were waiting in the hallway. When I asked them for a meal, as if I had been waiting for them, a few minutes later, Nomi Jung and a few maids burst into the room. They appeared one by one with large silver trays, quickly filled the room table and disappeared.

It was a very luxurious meal full of seafood, befitting Proshafen, a prosperous port city.

Starting with stir-fried shrimp the size of half a palm with various vegetables, potato soup with all sorts of clams and squid fried in pork oil.

Among them, the most impressive was the oyster dish. Fresh oysters lightly steamed, topped with a little melted cheese, and lemon juice were added to finish the dish, which seemed to wake up the taste buds.

“It would have been better if it was a raw oyster…. Raw oysters without grass sauce ”

Apart from the complaints that I spit out to myself, the meal was excellent.

The taste and aroma were so rich that it was enough to get Ellen, who doesn’t really enjoy seafood, out of bed.

A hand peeked out between the bed and the pile of blankets and groped under the bed, picking up scraps of cloth one by one. Ellen put on a thin chemise under the wriggling blanket before revealing her sleepy face.

“Is it breakfast?”

“It’s lunch. Come and sit down.”

Instead of answering, he gestured toward the gown spread over the chest. Potato soup with all sorts of clams and squid fried in lard, etc.

Among them, the most impressive was the oyster dish. Fresh oysters lightly steamed, topped with a little melted cheese, and lemon juice were added to finish the dish, which seemed to wake up the taste buds.

“It would have been better if it was a raw oyster…. Raw oysters without grass sauce ”

Apart from the complaints that I spit out to myself, the meal was excellent.

The taste and aroma were so rich that it was enough to get Ellen, who doesn’t really enjoy seafood, out of bed.

A hand peeked out between the bed and the pile of blankets and groped under the bed, picking up scraps of cloth one by one. Ellen put on a thin chemise under the wriggling blanket before revealing her sleepy face.

“Is it breakfast?”

“It’s lunch. Come and sit down.”

Instead of answering, he gestured toward the gown spread over the chest. A fair wind blew in the room with not a single window open, and the waving satin gown was gently sucked into her white hands.

Ellen sat on the bed with her gown wrapped around her shoulders and blinked her eyes blankly. Long golden eyelashes cross slowly. In order to do so, he stood up with arrogance for a while and stumbled dangerously to the table and sat down.

“Ah… My whole body is sore.”

“What’s sore after sleeping for over ten hours?”

“…do you ask because you don’t know?” When he caught his eye, I shrugged and pushed the salad plate away. Ellen, who was flipping through the salad with red onion, celery, and paprika, narrowed her brow slightly.

“It smells fishy. What did you put in it?”

“Probably anchovies.”

“Eww.”

“It was delicious, try it once.”

“no.”

Being born on Tirin Mel, an island in the middle of the Southern Ocean, hates seafood so much… It’s a rare thing.

Pushing away the salad plate, Ellen sipped an apple verjuice and started eating dried green grapes. Seeing that, nagging comes out without my knowledge.

“Eat some shrimp and some fish. He’s not tall because he only eats vegetables and fruits all the time.”

“What does a fish have to do with height?”

“What matters is that you have to eat evenly to grow taller….”

I swallowed my words behind my back and shook my head.

Almost three years have already passed since I first met Ellen. The young-looking 17-year-old had just celebrated her twentieth birthday and occupied the throne of La Palais Palace, which had been vacant for centuries.

But even these days, when I look at him, sometimes I feel like a child. Is it because I still remember how he used to whine often, or is it because the youthful atmosphere on his white and small face has not gone away.

Ellen, who was tearing the white bread with a fork, showed a slightly puzzled expression, as if she had read the complicated evaluation from my gentle gaze.

“…I told you in advance just in case, but

now it’s not possible. It is forbidden today.”

“prohibition? what?”

“Anything. Anything is forbidden.”

By the time I realized what kind of misunderstanding Ellen was getting, she quickly opened her mouth to change the topic.

“Who came to see you this morning?”

“uh?”

“I think I heard it in my sleep. who was it?”

“Ah… my subordinates have been here for a while. Because of city work.”

“Who is your subordinate?”

“What about Steedman and Cole and…

“Is that all?”

“why?”

“just. I think I heard a woman laugh at first glance.”

I naturally shrugged.

“Well, I’m sleepy, so I can’t remember. It looks like Shea has come.” “Why Shea?”

“Probably Gollman sent it instead. Do you have any errands to do in the morning?”

“Ummm… is that so?”

“uh. More than that, I’m worried about the Yeongju Castle. If we’re going to catch the Milgrester family’s liner tomorrow, we’ll have to finish it at least today.”

Ellen grumbled that there were too many, but held out an empty plate.

“In the first place, the idea of granting the land of Gellan to Nudane was wrong.”

“is it?”

“of course. All over Mittergerland, wandering nudes are flocking. No, it’s not just Mittergeland, it’s said that the number of tribes from Milanol and distant archipelago is considerable. Did Ulkar really not expect things to come this far?”

“Maybe he was trying to take advantage of the situation. Population is power.”

“Usually it is. But I don’t think outcasts without money, conscience, or loyalty will be able to help us?”

I chose my words for a moment, then shut my mouth.

I wanted to say that a lot would change if Atalanta came out, but it seemed like it would only give me a chance to gossip about her.

“Anyway, I told the elders of Nudan and the nobles of Gellan to come up with a plan for future governance and report it by this evening, so we’ll have to wait and see.”

“You’ll have to come up with something out of fear of your notoriety, but don’t expect too much. If only you and your army disappear, it will become nothing but a handful of bubbles.”

“…Well, before you leave,

try as much as you can.” “See you later. You will surely regret it was a waste of time.”

“What a waste of time… and the Milgrester liner is tomorrow anyway.”

“Is it difficult to pull back the date of the liner? Would Milgester have dared to refuse if you had asked, as time was running out?”

I shut up again.

Like most other things, after I left Proshafen or Angst was going to be left to Heila.

After I established order, even if it was rough, I believed that it would be possible somehow with her ability and influence to mediate the conflict between the two forces.

But it wasn’t very wise to show his trust in Heila in front of Ellen. He considered Heila to be his most powerful mate. The answer here is to keep your mouth shut.

“…For now, we have no choice but to wait and see. Will this region become a strong ally based on peace and harmony, or

will it become an endless shitbox?”

I just hope that Prince Ulkar’s judgment was correct.

After having a late breakfast with Ellen, I went down to the first floor to find Theodora, fully armed in pure white armor, waiting for me after leaving the rain.