“What is this food?!”
A high-pitched shriek penetrates all directions, followed by the sound of clashing cutlery.
Several of the restaurant’s patrons turn to look at the woman causing the noise.
The woman was of such a standard of beauty that describing her as beautiful would be insufficient. Her
beauty was enough to rival that of the kingdom’s most beautiful person, the ‘Golden’ princess. Even
her anger further supplemented her elegance. (Chinese TL note: henceforth ‘Golden Queen’ is corrected
to ‘Golden Princess’)
Not only that, despite her loudness, her every movement was elegant and filled with temperament.
One would assume that she was nobility from some country, and the daughter of a high-ranking aristocrat
at that. She impatiently lifted her long hair, and eyed the food in front of her with dissatisfaction.
The entire table was almost completely filled with plates of food.
Inside the basket there were several pieces of soft bread fresh out of the oven and still emitting steam.
On the plate, the lightly roasted red meat dripping with thick gravy was garnished with sweet corn and
creamy mashed potatoes, succulent and strongly stimulating to the appetite. A citrus aroma emanated
from the salad made from fresh and crisp vegetables, topped with sauce in the centre.
In the walled city of Re-Lantier, food produced in the top class hotel ‘Golden Shrine Pavilion’ have
all had the magic 「 Preservation 」 cast to maintain freshness of the food ingredients for cooking. Of
course, the one responsible for the dishes was an exclusive star chef.
However, the woman showed only significant discontent towards the food in front of her; towards food
which was created like a work of art, made by the best of chefs and from the most exquisite ingredients,
which could only be enjoyed by nobility and rich merchants.
Hearing her complaint, apart from being shocked, one would naturally take interest in the food which the
woman is accustomed to eating.
“It doesn’t taste good at all!”
This following statement made by woman in expressing her anger, most inappropriate under these
circumstances, made all of the surrounding people to display a stunned expression.
Throughout all of this, only the elderly butler behind the woman maintained an unmoving posture and
unchanging facial expression. Even as the woman turned and stared at him with stern eyes, the elderly
butler did not move, as if there was only one expression he could make.
“I honestly cannot continue to stay in such a city. We must immediately depart!”
“However, my lady, it is already evening–”
“Shut up! If I say we leave, then we leave! Am I clear?”
Facing this shameless and childish woman, the butler finally changed his posture and lowered his head:
“Yes, of course my lady. We shall prepare to depart immediately.”
“Huh! If you know it, then hurry up with the preparations Sebastian!”
The woman then threw the fork in her hand, making a ‘clang’ noise, stood up and left the restaurant,
venting her anger as she went.
After this tirade, a majestic voice spoke out in a relieved and gentle tone:
“My sincere apologies to all of you, for causing such commotion.”
The butler placed the chair which had fallen over when the woman stood up back to its original position,
gently apologising to the restaurant patrons whilst bowing. Accepting the perfect apology from this
elegant elderly person, quite a few people looked upon him with compassionate eyes.
“ – Treasurer.”
“Yes.”
A man who stood to the side swiftly walked over to the butler’s side.
“I am very sorry for disturbing all of you. Although this can hardly be considered a sufficient apology,
allow me foot the bill for all of the restaurant patrons here.” (Sebastian)
Hearing this, several persons could not help but reveal looks of delight. Having a meal in this top class
hotel was certainly not cheap. If the other party was willing to provide for the bill, it should be enough to
forgive the woman for her disturbance.
On the other hand, the Treasurer’s expression was not shaken, merely bowing politely in response to the
butler’s proposal. This natural response revealed that this scene at the ‘Golden Shine Pavilion’ must have
occurred similarly many times in the past.
Sebastian’s eyes turned to look at a restaurant corner, at a scrubby looking man who was busy devouring
food. Sensing his gaze, the man immediately stood up and walked rapidly to Sebastian.
Compared to the other restaurant customers, the man simply did not fit in because his appearance
lacked ‘class’ or ‘flamboyance. Completely unable to integrate into the surrounding atmosphere, he
exuded a strong sense of the unexpected.
Although the clothes he wore was in not inferior to the other customers, it was rather like the clothes were
wearing him. Like the way a clown wears a costume, it was hilarious to some degree.
“Sebastian-sama.”
“What is it, Mr. Zach?”
Some of the other customers raised their eyebrows upon hearing the artificially humble tone of the man
named Zach.
From that flattering tone, even the sight of the man rubbing his hands was not surprising.
However, Sebastian’s expression did not change in the slightest.
“This employee wouldn’t make a suggestion, but if we are to depart now, won’t it be best to reconsider?”
“Are you saying that there will be difficulties operating the horse carriage at night?”
“That is also one of the reasons, but... there are also some chores... which need to be prepared.”
Zach restlessly scratched his head. Although his hair looked like it was washed clean, but the way he
scratched gave off the impression that even hair scalp would fly out. Many onlookers frowned even
deeper, but Zach being unaware scratched even faster.
“But then, the lady won’t accept my suggestion. Not right. Given the her personality, there is no way she
would change her earlier opinion.”
Sebastian determined with a steely and resolute expression:
“Therefore, apart from departing, there is no other option.”
“However...”
Zach’s eyes frantically darted around, as if looking for some excuse but unable to find one. In the end he
had an expression of dismay.
“Of course, we are not departing immediately as we still need a moment to transport the mistress’ luggage
onto the carriage. Within this period of time, would you kindly prepare for our departure?”
Sebastian saw the cunning look in the eyes of the shabby man who was still searching for words, but
maintained a look as if he had not noticed anything.
All to cover up anything unfortunate that was to happen.
“So then, when do we depart?”
“What about, two or perhaps three hours later? Any later and the route would be engulfed in darkness,
surely that should be avoided.”
A glint which others would find despicable surfaced yet again in the man’s eyes. Sebastian tried hard to
pretend that he had not noticed. Zach licked his lips several times and said:
“Heheh, like this there should be no problems.”
“That’s perfect. Well then, would you kindly go ahead with the preparations?”
Watching Zach’s departing shadow, Sebastian waved his hands, as if to dispel the air around him. That
was because he felt disgust not unlike being coated in filth.
The expressionless Sebastian repressed a feeling of exasperation.
Honestly speaking, there was no way for Sebastian to enjoy the company of such inferior beings.
Colleagues such as Demiurge and Shalltear could make such people into their toys and derive a little joy
from that. In contrast, Sebastian had no desire at all to have such beings close to himself.
In the Great Tomb of Nazarick, several others shared the same view. That was, those who do not belong
in Nazarick are all inferior creatures. Apart from a handful of exceptions, all human and sub-human
species should be eliminated for being weak. Sebastian could relate to his creator’s opinion that “those
who do not rescue the weak should not claim themselves to be strong”. Certainly that idea may be
doubted with regards to some companions, but having come across despicable individuals like Zach,
Sebastian still felt that Nazarick’s view is perhaps correct.
“Alas, humans ought to be considered one kind of outstanding creature”
Sebastian stretched out his hand and stroked his manicured beard as he had this change of opinion, then
went on to consider the next actions to take.
The plan was going smoothly so far, however there was still the necessity of confirming the progress of
the observers.
Just as Sebastian was contemplating the future course of action, he became aware of a man coming close
to him.
“Having to depart at this hour, must be tough, eh?”
The man who approached was in his fourties or fifties, with a clean shaven beard, some black hair mixed
into the bed of white hair. As a result of his advanced age and a surplus in nutrition, his belly carried
excessive fat mass.
His dress sense had taste, displaying high authority as well as looking splendid.
“Would you possibly be Mr. Bardo?”
Sebastian nodded gently in agreement. The man – Bardo leisurely held out his hand to stop him:
“Ah, no need to be so formal.”
Known as Bardo Lovely, this man was a merchant, holding a sizable part of the food trading volume in
this city. For reasons unknown, he came over to speak with Sebastian.
In this walled city of considerable strategic value in wars, being in control of a considerable part of the
food trading volume makes Bardo a merchant of significant importance.
This is also because for an army where the number of soldiers are in tens of thousands, preparing food to
be transported by the reserve soldiers is an matter with requires plenty of time and effort. Therefore the
Kingdom’s basic strategy is to carry the minimum amount of food into this city, then dispatching the food
here.
“What is this food?!”
A high-pitched shriek penetrates all directions, followed by the sound of clashing cutlery.
Several of the restaurant’s patrons turn to look at the woman causing the noise.
The woman was of such a standard of beauty that describing her as beautiful would be insufficient. Her
beauty was enough to rival that of the kingdom’s most beautiful person, the ‘Golden’ princess. Even
her anger further supplemented her elegance. (Chinese TL note: henceforth ‘Golden Queen’ is corrected
to ‘Golden Princess’)
Not only that, despite her loudness, her every movement was elegant and filled with temperament.
One would assume that she was nobility from some country, and the daughter of a high-ranking aristocrat
at that. She impatiently lifted her long hair, and eyed the food in front of her with dissatisfaction.
The entire table was almost completely filled with plates of food.
Inside the basket there were several pieces of soft bread fresh out of the oven and still emitting steam.
On the plate, the lightly roasted red meat dripping with thick gravy was garnished with sweet corn and
creamy mashed potatoes, succulent and strongly stimulating to the appetite. A citrus aroma emanated
from the salad made from fresh and crisp vegetables, topped with sauce in the centre.
In the walled city of Re-Lantier, food produced in the top class hotel ‘Golden Shrine Pavilion’ have
all had the magic 「 Preservation 」 cast to maintain freshness of the food ingredients for cooking. Of
course, the one responsible for the dishes was an exclusive star chef.
However, the woman showed only significant discontent towards the food in front of her; towards food
which was created like a work of art, made by the best of chefs and from the most exquisite ingredients,
which could only be enjoyed by nobility and rich merchants.
Hearing her complaint, apart from being shocked, one would naturally take interest in the food which the
woman is accustomed to eating.
“It doesn’t taste good at all!”
This following statement made by woman in expressing her anger, most inappropriate under these
circumstances, made all of the surrounding people to display a stunned expression.
Throughout all of this, only the elderly butler behind the woman maintained an unmoving posture and
unchanging facial expression. Even as the woman turned and stared at him with stern eyes, the elderly
butler did not move, as if there was only one expression he could make.
“I honestly cannot continue to stay in such a city. We must immediately depart!”
“However, my lady, it is already evening–”
“Shut up! If I say we leave, then we leave! Am I clear?”
Facing this shameless and childish woman, the butler finally changed his posture and lowered his head:
“Yes, of course my lady. We shall prepare to depart immediately.”
“Huh! If you know it, then hurry up with the preparations Sebastian!”
The woman then threw the fork in her hand, making a ‘clang’ noise, stood up and left the restaurant,
venting her anger as she went.
After this tirade, a majestic voice spoke out in a relieved and gentle tone:
“My sincere apologies to all of you, for causing such commotion.”
The butler placed the chair which had fallen over when the woman stood up back to its original position,
gently apologising to the restaurant patrons whilst bowing. Accepting the perfect apology from this
elegant elderly person, quite a few people looked upon him with compassionate eyes.
“ – Treasurer.”
“Yes.”
A man who stood to the side swiftly walked over to the butler’s side.
“I am very sorry for disturbing all of you. Although this can hardly be considered a sufficient apology,
allow me foot the bill for all of the restaurant patrons here.” (Sebastian)
Hearing this, several persons could not help but reveal looks of delight. Having a meal in this top class
hotel was certainly not cheap. If the other party was willing to provide for the bill, it should be enough to
forgive the woman for her disturbance.
On the other hand, the Treasurer’s expression was not shaken, merely bowing politely in response to the
butler’s proposal. This natural response revealed that this scene at the ‘Golden Shine Pavilion’ must have
occurred similarly many times in the past.
Sebastian’s eyes turned to look at a restaurant corner, at a scrubby looking man who was busy devouring
food. Sensing his gaze, the man immediately stood up and walked rapidly to Sebastian.
Compared to the other restaurant customers, the man simply did not fit in because his appearance
lacked ‘class’ or ‘flamboyance. Completely unable to integrate into the surrounding atmosphere, he
exuded a strong sense of the unexpected.
Although the clothes he wore was in not inferior to the other customers, it was rather like the clothes were
wearing him. Like the way a clown wears a costume, it was hilarious to some degree.
“Sebastian-sama.”
“What is it, Mr. Zach?”
Some of the other customers raised their eyebrows upon hearing the artificially humble tone of the man
named Zach.
From that flattering tone, even the sight of the man rubbing his hands was not surprising.
However, Sebastian’s expression did not change in the slightest.
“This employee wouldn’t make a suggestion, but if we are to depart now, won’t it be best to reconsider?”
“Are you saying that there will be difficulties operating the horse carriage at night?”
“That is also one of the reasons, but... there are also some chores... which need to be prepared.”
Zach restlessly scratched his head. Although his hair looked like it was washed clean, but the way he
scratched gave off the impression that even hair scalp would fly out. Many onlookers frowned even
deeper, but Zach being unaware scratched even faster.
“But then, the lady won’t accept my suggestion. Not right. Given the her personality, there is no way she
would change her earlier opinion.”
Sebastian determined with a steely and resolute expression:
“Therefore, apart from departing, there is no other option.”
“However...”
Zach’s eyes frantically darted around, as if looking for some excuse but unable to find one. In the end he
had an expression of dismay.
“Of course, we are not departing immediately as we still need a moment to transport the mistress’ luggage
onto the carriage. Within this period of time, would you kindly prepare for our departure?”
Sebastian saw the cunning look in the eyes of the shabby man who was still searching for words, but
maintained a look as if he had not noticed anything.
All to cover up anything unfortunate that was to happen.
“So then, when do we depart?”
“What about, two or perhaps three hours later? Any later and the route would be engulfed in darkness,
surely that should be avoided.”
A glint which others would find despicable surfaced yet again in the man’s eyes. Sebastian tried hard to
pretend that he had not noticed. Zach licked his lips several times and said:
“Heheh, like this there should be no problems.”
“That’s perfect. Well then, would you kindly go ahead with the preparations?”
Watching Zach’s departing shadow, Sebastian waved his hands, as if to dispel the air around him. That
was because he felt disgust not unlike being coated in filth.
The expressionless Sebastian repressed a feeling of exasperation.
Honestly speaking, there was no way for Sebastian to enjoy the company of such inferior beings.
Colleagues such as Demiurge and Shalltear could make such people into their toys and derive a little joy
from that. In contrast, Sebastian had no desire at all to have such beings close to himself.
In the Great Tomb of Nazarick, several others shared the same view. That was, those who do not belong
in Nazarick are all inferior creatures. Apart from a handful of exceptions, all human and sub-human
species should be eliminated for being weak. Sebastian could relate to his creator’s opinion that “those
who do not rescue the weak should not claim themselves to be strong”. Certainly that idea may be
doubted with regards to some companions, but having come across despicable individuals like Zach,
Sebastian still felt that Nazarick’s view is perhaps correct.
“Alas, humans ought to be considered one kind of outstanding creature”
Sebastian stretched out his hand and stroked his manicured beard as he had this change of opinion, then
went on to consider the next actions to take.
The plan was going smoothly so far, however there was still the necessity of confirming the progress of
the observers.
Just as Sebastian was contemplating the future course of action, he became aware of a man coming close
to him.
“Having to depart at this hour, must be tough, eh?”
The man who approached was in his fourties or fifties, with a clean shaven beard, some black hair mixed
into the bed of white hair. As a result of his advanced age and a surplus in nutrition, his belly carried
excessive fat mass.
His dress sense had taste, displaying high authority as well as looking splendid.
“Would you possibly be Mr. Bardo?”
Sebastian nodded gently in agreement. The man – Bardo leisurely held out his hand to stop him:
“Ah, no need to be so formal.”
Known as Bardo Lovely, this man was a merchant, holding a sizable part of the food trading volume in
this city. For reasons unknown, he came over to speak with Sebastian.
In this walled city of considerable strategic value in wars, being in control of a considerable part of the
food trading volume makes Bardo a merchant of significant importance.
This is also because for an army where the number of soldiers are in tens of thousands, preparing food to
be transported by the reserve soldiers is an matter with requires plenty of time and effort. Therefore the
Kingdom’s basic strategy is to carry the minimum amount of food into this city, then dispatching the food
here.
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