Horse Sandwich Completed!
On the morning of the day of the swordsmanship competition, the sandwich making group began their task under the supervision of Keithwood.
“Then, Miss Liora bake the meat in the oven as we planned. It’s a little different than your usual cooking process, but I think it’s rather easy to adjust the heat.”
“Yes, I understand.”
Liora straightened up, saluted, and began to prepare the meat. She was cooking the chicken. She plucked the feathers, gutted it, and took away the internal organs. She then prepared it with salt, herbs and spices, then… she just threw it into the oven. It landed with a loud splat! But Keithwood averted his eyes, and pretended not to hear it.
If he was to worry about every problem, then he would die before tomorrow because of all their concerns.
“If it’s cooked… and it is edible… then it is fine… If it is cooked… and it is edible… then it is fine…” Keithwood muttered to himself as a sort of mantra before going to the next station.
“It’s not about the look of the meat anyway, it is about its taste… so it should be fine. Now next is?”
“Mr. Keithwood, how about my work?” It was Tiona who came up with her handiwork. Keithwood nodded with satisfaction when he saw what she had in her arms.
“It’s good. It’s as expected of the Lady of Count Rudolvon.”
Tiona blushed a little upon hearing Keithwood’s compliment. Originally, Tiona is a strong addition to the team as long as she doesn’t make a mistake in the amount. The problematic one is …
“Is it okay for me to start baking this bread?”
Hearing Mia’s voice, Keithwood turned around and saw her bread. He felt a headache coming on.
Fortunately, Anne probably kneaded the dough. From the way it looks, it may actually work as a dough… hopefully. So, as long as the shape is solid … it should be easy to make into a sandwich …
It was just that… it retained the characteristics of its original creator, Mia. He looked at the head (pretty detailed, it even has ears!), the legs, the body, and the tail. It is the same horse shape as last time. He could feel his headache getting stronger.
I told you time and time again to make it a goddamn square …
Well, there are some signs of growth anyway. It is made flat and thin so the insides can be baked with no problem, and its size is also technically still acceptable as a bread.
However, it was the shape that was the problem.
Anyway, it might look like a horse but it is still a sandwich. But how can they intend to put anything inside it when it is shaped like that?! I want to crush it into dough and remake it.
However, it’s hard to say to Mia, who is waiting for his reply with an excited face. Not to mention the diplomatic implications of destroying another princess’ handiwork, it is hard for Keithwood to destroy it while Mia was looking at him with expectant face, clearly waiting for his approval.
The way the bread is at now, if nothing is done, one bite and the contents will pop out.
Calm down… I need solutions. If so…
“I’m sorry Miss Forkroad, but could you make a white sauce with Anne? The ingredients are …”
“Oh, it’s okay, I know what they are. I’ve read it before. Anne-san, I’ll list them for you…”
At Chloe’s instructions, Anne quickly prepares the ingredients.
Originally, Chloe’s knowledge is as good as Keithwood. All she has to do is bring out the right knowledge (not raw meat or delicacies, by far, not that maniac), and she’s dependable enough.
Okay, we can use the sauce like a glue.
The biggest problem with Mia’s bread is that the meat and vegetables sandwiched inside will fall off after a bite. That’s why Keithwood is improvising by using sauce to fix the contents together inside the bread. He applied plenty of sauce to the baked horse-shaped bread, and put vegetables on it. Then applied again the sauce on top of it and sandwich, then on top of the meat …
“OK, it’s done …”
In this way, Keithwood’s painstaking work, the horse-shaped sandwich, was successfully completed.
When all the work was done, Mia came to Keithwood.
“Thank you, Keithwood. I was saved.”
Hearing Mia’s thanks, Keithwood gave a polite bow.
“It is my honor and pleasure to be of service. I’ll pass it on to His Royal Highness Sion.”
The servant’s work is the master’s credit, and the praise to the servant is the tribute to the master. So, of course, Keithwood thought that Mia’s words were for Sion.
But…
“No, not Prince Sion. Thank you, Keithwood. I am thanking you.”
Mia stares straight into Keithwood’s eyes,
“Thanks to you, I was able to make a bento in this way.”
With that said, she smiled with a shining smile.
Ah I see. I wonder if this is how she grabs the hearts of the people.
Seeing Mia’s actions, Keithwood was deeply impressed.
Normally, aristocrats do not thank nor do they bow to their servants. Because pride does not allow it. However, Princess Mia is not bound by such boring aristocratic customs.
For Keithwood, who has been immersed in aristocratic society for a long time, it was a surprise and a breath of fresh air.
If I met her before His Highness Sion, I might have been serving her now.
What Keithwood doesn’t know is that Mia is actually faithfully observing those customs. And it was probably for the best.
Hmmpph… As if I would ever thank Sion, that jerk!
Keithwood did not know how narrow Mia’s reasoning was. As a matter of fact, Keithwood had hurt her enough on the previous timeline, but that her reasoning was…
The sin of the servant is the sin of the lord. Everything is Sion’s fault!
It was Keithwood who never dreamed that Mia had a truly aristocratic and common-sense thinking.
And what Mia doesn’t know is that she had just raised her favourability in the eyes of Keithwood.
