Chapter 11

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“Uh, did you mean fried chicken?”

“Yes, that’s the one. Welcome to the world of the Heavenly God of Chicken.”

“Heavenly God?”

“She served chicken to people who love chicken.”

“That’s amazing.”

“Of course! She holds the seasoned chicken in her right hand and the fried chicken in her left hand. She crossed the beer river with pickled radish in her arms, she’s truly the greatest! But that doesn’t mean she didn’t turn her back to other chickens’ flavor! She love soy sauce fried chicken! Shrimp chicken! She got all sorts of chicken!”

“I see. You must be a great cook.”

‘Oh, I’m not a cook. But I’m still being driven as a witch, but I didn’t want to cry out to the God of a different religion, so I kept my mouth shut.’

“That’s right. We have to bring the dish before it gets cold.”

“Let’s go.”

The knight agreed and pushed the tray instead. ‘Oh, what a sweet guy.’ Luana followed him comfortably.

Suddenly there were rumors among the knights about the Duke’s woman beside him. And yet none of them had a definition of her. She may or may not be spending the night with him.

As she continued to cook, she looked like a chef, but the Duke, known as someone who doesn’t like to eat, began eating, the knights knew. This princess was an excellent cook. Her dishes were unfamiliar,  but the taste was unique. So that must be the reason why Duke kept her beside him. Initially, he wasn’t someone who liked to eat, but it was an understandable reason.

During the day, the Duke had to go to the office, so when Luana went there, the knights were also guarding her. This time, it was a familiar knight who accompanied Luana. It was Lugard, who shared rice balls, and an unknown person.

“Hello!”

Lugard turned his eyes away as Luana greeted him warmly. She was confused by Lugard’s act and followed his gaze, but he didn’t say anything. ‘So you’re ignoring me?’ Luana greeted again with determination.

“Hello!”

Lugard nodded reluctantly. That was all his reaction. ‘Let’s talk later.’ thought Luana as she knocked on the office’s door.

“Lunch is here!”

“Come in.”

Luana pushed the tray and went inside. Like last time, she set the food on the desk and finally put down a glass of beer.

“That’s beer.”

That was all the Duke’s response. He didn’t ask why she served a beer.

“Hehehehe.”

Luana smiled and said to the Duke,

“Today’s lunch will amaze you!’’

“Amaze me?”

“So promise me one thing!”

“What kind of promise?”

“If today’s food is really good, please provide the royals with a meal.”

In this part, Luana also lowered her voice a little. ‘How dare you say that to me!’ is what Luana imagined of Duke’s reaction and thought he would cut off her neck as she requested her demand. The Duke’s gaze shifted from the plate to Luana. There was a moment of silence.

“All right, I promise.”

Surprisingly, the Duke readily agreed. It didn’t mean much to him. Regardless of whether he gives them food, they’ll end up dead anyway. There was no need to debate with Luana that much.

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