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.

to read aloud.

you going

juice. She’d never talked to a woman of her age, so she didn’t know

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

passed since he and his

contact her every week, so she was expecting a letter to arrive anytime. She wanted to hear that

she didn’t have to worry.

order the materials Laritte requested when she suddenly fell

mint leaves to make the

an interesting

in a secluded unused kitchen with the ingredients. But she wasn’t

doing this all alone!”

of Laritte’s

continued to ignore her.

Irene chimed in.

to take my time with this because I have nothing else to do.

just the two maids who were

kitchen also sat down one by one, saying they would

memorial service, but it was a lie. They never had a day as free as today. Before they knew it, the place became a bustling

dawn.” “Why though?” “To declare a man should be as brave as he is?” “That’s possible. I can’t tell the

Laritte’s strawberry

from the stalks, wash them clean, and divide them into quarters. The process took time because so many were

a solution. It was important to adjust the

the heave and grind

method was not something she learned from

“……”

her face as she

came into contact with her for fear of the disease being transmitted to Rose. As a result, Laritte was left to starve for

into the kitchen while holding onto her dry

I couldn’t even swallow

milk,

and they didn’t taste as sweet as she

for the juice was

looked amazed while

thought herbs were only for cooking. It’s amazing to

was finished. A

though it had a new

her head.

try

She shouted excitedly.

took a sip without high expectations, her eyes grew wide