Chapter 17 - The Wizard Came (2)

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"I'm going out, so just give me something simple to wear."

"Yes, sir. Oh, my Lord, by the way"

"What?"

Astell crouched and held out the pie she hid behind her back.

No wonder it smelled so good.

"The butler said that the Lord would look for the pie when he wakes up."

"Did you make it?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Thank you for the food."

Ruel picked up the pie with a smile.

As the power of recovery turned around, there was a great sense of hunger.

Crunch.

I heard a pleasant sound.

I liked the crunchy texture along with the juices that spread in my mouth.

"Astell."

When he ate up the second slice of the pie, he called Astell in question.

"Yes, my Lord."

"I'd like to ask you a question. Can you answer me?"

"Ask as much as you like."

Astell looked at Ruel with her expectant eyes.

Perhaps she thought he would ask questions related to cooking. Let's answer first.

"The pie is delicious."

"Well, really?"

"Do you have any special powers?"

"... What?"

Astell blinked her eyes and clasped her hands.

She looked worried that she might have made a mistake.

"I thought it was weird every time I ate your food."

"My Lord, I have sinned to death! But I swear, I never put anything weird in it! I always use fresh ingredients for your health! I'm telling you the truth!"

Out of nowhere, Astell suddenly bent over.

"No, no. I'm not saying it's your fault. Just look at me."

"Then...."

Astell slanted up her bowed waist, with a tear in her face.

"I feel like I'm getting healthier."

"Yes...?"

It was natural not to understand. Even himself couldn't believe it.

However, the more I ate it, the more I felt like I was being supplied by herbal medicine, so I couldn't help but wonder.

"Did anyone else eat your food and ever say that?"

"I've heard of... There is."

"Of course."

"Bu-t, but they didn't tell me something like what the Lord is speaking of."

Then there was the possibility that it would not work very well for others, or that it would only work particularly well for some people.

I was satisfied once I saw that possibility.

"Please prepare my clothes, I'll wear them on my own, so bake me some snacks. I think I'll be out again today."

"But the butler sai-...okay."

"Thank you."

Ruel reiterated her name over and over again after Astell left.

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