Your Majesty, the Spectacle Has Missed the Country!

Chapter 7 It smells so good...

Arnel Blood only felt as if there was a dazzling light dancing back and forth in front of his eyes.

He tried hard to open his heavy eyelids, but he couldn't.

Anel felt dizzy in his head, as if he was being pressed by a thousand-kilogram lead weight, and he pressed his head firmly against the pillow.

where is this place?

When was this?

Vaguely, he only remembered that he seemed to have been punched in the face by a vicious guy, and then he lost consciousness...

It was with great difficulty that I opened my eyes against the dazzling light. It turned out that the noon sun was slanting in from the open window, giving me a rare warmth in winter.

At this time, Anel felt that he was all confused and his thoughts were in a mess. His nose was still a little sore from being punched, and he felt a little pain when he moved slightly, probably because of the tear of the wound.

How abominable!

Anel secretly cursed in his heart.

As a noble mage apprentice, apart from his own mentor reprimanding him, has he ever been treated like this?

What's more, he is the son of Duke Luen who guards the western part of the empire. Although he is only the third son, he is not something that ordinary nobles can treat casually!

With his limbs still a little numb, Anel tentatively sat up from the bed. Those damn soldiers didn't know how to be gentle! Isn't it just a piece of white bread that was moved? It's not a big deal!

Gulu~

His stomach growled unsatisfactorily, and it was only then that he felt the hunger in his belly. After all, he had not had a full meal for several days...

The door opened as soon as it was pushed, and there were no soldiers guarding the door. Anel held on to the cold wall of the castle and walked slowly towards the stairs.

After all, the other party should also be a noble, and communication between nobles should be relatively easy... Just as he was thinking about it, Anel suddenly shuddered and stopped.

Because he suddenly realized that what he was facing... seemed to be a nobleman who didn't play his cards according to common sense.

On weekdays, which nobleman he met was not elegant and dazzling, but who would knock him down with one fist as soon as he came up?

However, Anel originally wanted to retract his steps, but stopped when he smelled the fragrance of food.

very hungry……

His stomach growled unsatisfactoryly again, and his hunger made him overcome his fear of the unknown noble. So, like a soldier about to go to the execution ground, he resolutely walked towards the direction where the scent came from.

Then……

He saw the nobleman who punched him...

Sitting in front of the huge dining table, enjoying delicious food...

It’s this guy!

This damn guy has disgraced himself!

The dignity and dignity of the nobility cannot be tarnished!

For a moment, Anel couldn't help but feel angry. He stared angrily and walked straight towards Bruno. Even his originally painful legs seemed to have improved a lot at this moment.

"Excuse me...can I have something to eat..."

But when he walked to the table, he had to succumb to the hunger in his belly...

Get rid of the dignity of the nobles, I want to eat!

Hearing this, Bruno raised his head, glanced at him, and then asked Shabi to bring him a piece of steaming noodles.

Anel sat at the table and stared blankly at the bowl of clear noodle soup with a faint aroma. This was a... food he had never seen before.

"What is this?"

"Noodles." Bruno agreed casually, picking up a few noodles with the chopsticks he had ordered the carpenter to polish and put them into his mouth.

Anel, who has always been well-informed, saw Bruno's way of eating, so he imitated Bruno's way of eating, trying hard to use the two wooden chopsticks to pick up the food, but this was the first time after all, so Seems extremely clumsy.

Seeing this, he simply put down his chopsticks, picked up the bowl, and drank the large bowl of clear soup noodles in one gulp...

"It's delicious... burp... come again..."

Bruno on the side looked dumbfounded, this guy... is a loser...

While Anel was drinking noodles like a storm, Bruno quietly looked at the young mage captured by the guards.

In fact, before this, Bruno had always been in awe of the mages in this world. After all, in his inherent impression, mages should be the kind of personable, handsome, and able to do anything with just a few gestures. A master who releases spells, and the guy in front of him is just a loser at best... This completely subverted Bruno's impression of the mage...

Anel had a hard time eating because his face was bruised and bruised, and he looked pitiful...

Seeing that Anel had almost eaten, Bruno asked: "Are you really a mage?"

It is true that as an earl on the border of the empire, although he is also a noble, Bruno's understanding of mages is extremely limited, because most mages are concentrated in the most prosperous central area of the empire, and the loser in front of him can be said to be his. The only guy I've ever seen who might have something to do with a mage.

"Of course. My full name is Arnel Blood, and I am a disciple of the Archmage Glenn Galvin!"

Anel, who had eaten and drank enough, burped, raised his head, and said with some satisfaction.

"oh."

oh……

It turned out to be just oh...

His teacher is one of the most famous mages in the western part of the empire, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net And the lord in front of him just said... shouldn't he be surprised? Shouldn't he be in awe?

"My father is Duke Luen who guards the western border of the empire!"

"oh."

"..."

Anel gave up. He felt that he could not continue to communicate with this lord who did not follow common sense. Can you show some basic respect? My father is a Duke!

Just as Anel was secretly cursing in his heart, Bruno finally spoke: "Since you have such a distinguished life experience... why would you come to steal bread from me? Could it be that you have already stolen all the bread in the west?"

Anel almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Can this man speak?

"I haven't eaten for several days..."

"You stole my bread."

"I can give you gold coins, double them."

"You stole my bread."

"Then I guess you can apologize."

"You stole my bread."

"..."

"Why don't you come and work for me to pay off the debt!" Finally, Bruno said.

"You actually asked the noble mage apprentice, the son of the noble Duke of Luen, to work for you! You are simply wishful thinking!"

"Three meals a day, including food and accommodation."

"This is absolutely impossible!"