When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 53

The storage where the Knights of Reinhardt were allowed to reside was not very lively during mealtime. Only bottled foods such as pickles were stored here. The knights’ meal usually came from the main building.

A few days had passed after they met Laritte.

The knights rose as the morning sun rose, though their moods weren’t bright like the sun.

“What are we going to eat today?”
“Have you still not given up?”

The door of the annex opened to reveal the maids pushing the cart in. It contained the knights’ meal.

Originally, there used to be many forms of healthy dishes.

Now, it was different. The food was shabby.

Eventually, knights became infuriated with the treatment.

“Couldn’t you at least provide us bread? A loaf of bread and cheese would’ve been enough. How am I supposed to train after eating this?”

The maid, devoid of any expression, spoke.

“We’re short-handed these days. There’s a memorial service coming up soon.”
“That’s ridiculous! We’ve got three weeks until the memorial service!”
“Then as just a maid, I do not know of that.”

The maids were acting strangely cold, too.

The knights knew well why they were being treated like this. It was clear that Ava had a hand in this.

‘Not even a man of no courtesy can eat this!’

Meanwhile, at the main building, an evil smile appeared on Ava’s lips.

That was a good one.

“Keke!”

Meanwhile, Laritte peered over the window in the kitchen where Ava was standing. She found Ava smiling to her content.

“You seem happy.”
“I guess it’s because the weather is nice here.”

Of course, Ava was harassing the knights in secret.

‘It’d be silly to talk about young knights when I’m so old.’

Besides, she was afraid that Laritte would feel sorry for them. That young woman was too nice and forgiving.

“By the way, did you walk to the kitchen? I would have gone there instead if you had sent a maid!”
“Oh! I have something to ask of you, Ava.”

Laritte held out a piece of paper, its contents scribbled in beautiful handwriting.

began to

mint leaves, milk, casks, and strawberries. What are you going to use all these for?” “I’m going

suddenly felt she should make strawberry juice. She’d never talked to a woman of her age, so she didn’t know how to get close to her. But she wanted to do something for Redra

we’ll have to send a wagon to the market. From the looks of it, I think you want to make barrels of juice.” “Yes. I’d also

a week had passed since he and his knights left to

she was expecting a letter to arrive

she

materials Laritte requested when she suddenly fell into confusion.

leaves to make the

was an interesting

kitchen with the ingredients.

doing this

of Laritte’s maids,

to ignore her.

Irene chimed in.

going somewhere, too! What would you do if your pretty hands got calluses?” “I want to take my time with this because I have nothing else to do. This is nothing too difficult.” “It’s hard. But making juice is

the two

doorstep of the kitchen also sat

for the memorial service, but it was a lie. They never had a day as free as today. Before

secretly engrave his name on the door plate of his bride’s house at dawn.” “Why though?” “To declare a man should be as brave as he is?” “That’s possible.

for Laritte’s strawberry juice was:

divide them into quarters. The

a solution. It was important to adjust the water according to the sweetness of the

heave and grind it.

was not something she learned from a book,

“……”

across her

with her for fear of

sneaking into the kitchen while holding onto her dry neck and

so much, I couldn’t even swallow the berries.’

berries, milk, and

poor quality, and they

for the juice was born that

the servants looked amazed

“I thought herbs were only for cooking. It’s

A large quantity of it, at that.

had an appetizing color, though it had a

her

try it!”

She shouted excitedly.

a sip without high expectations, her