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■ ■ ■ King Kobel Pilates II ■ ■ ■

In front of you is a bag of hemp stacked all over the warehouse.

All of it was filled with potatoes that looked fresh and delicious.

What the hell is going on?

In the story of a secret detective, the amount of potatoes that this ship did carry is about three tons. I made no mistake because I've been letting it stick all the way from the port of entry. I checked with the Chancellor, but he said that if I looked at the quantity of other items, I wouldn't be wrong first.

And there should be no more than five tons of potatoes in circulation in this town. Even if I rushed to the gold to collect it, it wouldn't reach the amount of 20 tons or so.

That's right in front of you.

I don't know what that means.

"Dear King. I am so sorry for the delay in delivery. Thanks to the fact that my men have chosen good quality products. I hope you forgive me for my generosity."

A Gentile with few irregularities in his face stood in front of him with a habitual grin.

It is the man that the rest of Chelina just pulled on suddenly.

I never heard a rumor about a man. It is therefore a hedgehog in the blue sky (...).

Even though this red and noble woman only deserves the rest. I'm not even allowed to touch the rest of Celina.

But if you say you're a consultant, you can't kick him out.

At first, I enjoyed the pleasure of showing the documents and hunting them down because they would soon be the rest. Despite this, this man has suddenly pinched his mouth.

At first, he wants a copy of the paperwork. What are you going to do with more writing to your detriment? Anyway, the rest is generous.

The man also wanted to go to the warehouse. Then I thought I'd go with him and stab him in the stops, but he was a man who knew how to guide and polite this man, so I decided to be welcomed.

Your Majesty the Great King...... um, sounds good.

There are soldiers on the lookout, they can't escape.

Then Cerina and that man finally showed up as he stroked the bottom bitch's ass while drinking the beautiful tea of the petals. Well, I can't stop whimpering my tongue unconsciously wondering if I've finally noticed.

But there was no expression of despair between the two of them.

Chelina has a fatigue, but the man still had a creepy grin on him. He is truly a creepy man.

Fair enough, now I can pull Chelina to my concubine based on the misdemeanor of the contract... the rest of the counselor said.

The Veriello Chamber of Commerce would pay easily if I just said the amount, even if I asked for ten times the amount as a penalty, I said it was something called the Chamber of Commerce that I would pay easily.

I couldn't go against the rest of it, but the Chancellor was crying because he had some decency, so I've put up with it for a few years to this day, but I can't stand it.

It would be the one where the tail of the can-can bag (...) is cut!

Hey!

"Your Majesty, I am so sorry, could you take me to the warehouse for a moment...?

The rest nodded aloud at Cherina's busty chest.

"So..."

Chelina's expression touches fatigue. I'm sure he's going to buy some time with a few potatoes left in the warehouse.

It closely resembled the look on the face of the Chancellor trying to negotiate in vain.

but.

Beyond the main door of the warehouse was a pile of potatoes.

The rest grabbed the prime minister's collar and stuffed him.

"No... and I can't believe it... but with all this potato, I could seed half of it and plant it right after the rainy season..."

"Yeah! I don't care about that! What more can you do about this responsibility than that?!

"Oh... that's"

A man drops by while he's rubbing it. A man with dark hair and a grin on his stomach.

And then I curled the line at the beginning!

Totally pissed off!

From there it was a man's pace.

Uncomplainable quality. To be honest, it was so painless a potato that I wanted to take it back to the castle right away and let it cook.

If you are royal, you can't even talk about it, but if you are so far of quality, the number is small.

Because the journey takes days.

What a delicious looking potato......

"I think you can see how great this quality is in His Majesty the Wise King. I just asked Master Cerina that there is no cooking method in this land where water is precious and" fudge ". Actually, I told the soldiers outside earlier about that cooking method, so try it if you like."

"You think it's a new cooking law?

"Yes. Soldiers are trying now"

"Where is it, let's go check it out"

Going outside without waiting for a reply for the rest, I discovered that the Kingsguards who were keeping watch kept the potatoes looking delicious on their cheeks.

"Hey, what's that?"

"This, Your Majesty! I was just eating that prototype because the merchant wanted to dedicate the cooking law to His Majesty!

Kingsguard saluted in panic. One handed potato is ruining the atmosphere.

"... potatoes..."

"Yes, it is potato"

The potatoes in the shaped ceramic were rounded with thin fat skin and the contents bounced off, exposing white fruit from the inside.

"Is it delicious?

"It's very tasty. I thought it was worthy of dedication."

My throat rattled. It smells like potatoes that don't make you smell dirt at all and... Is this the smell of butter? This fragrance, united, would be violence. Stir-fried potatoes in butter is a dish that often comes out in the Royal Palace. But this will be the dish that mah (...) the line with it.

"All right, give it to me"

"Ha, yes!? As you can see, it's a petty eating spree! Not like giving it to His Majesty."

"All the rest of the food will need a poison looker anyway. Are you out of your mind?

"No, not at all. Rather, it's a momentum for increased appetite."

"Then let's not have a problem"

"Yes, sir"

The Chancellor was against it for a while, but the usual thing is, shut him up and take the plate from the guard.

I look like I just got up a white hot air and put a slice of cross in a plump, plump potato and put butter on it.

The rest stab the fork with trembling fingers. At that point, the potatoes will collapse into hollows!

But it wasn't the color of the worse potato, it exposed itself fresh and bright white everywhere.

Is this the result of a special culinary law?

The rest put the broken potato body on a fork and entangled it in butter.

Sakuri.

Intense aroma tangled in the nasal cavity. Does this smell like potatoes at all?

When I finally get that in my mouth......

The world exploded.

What the hell was the rest of my life!

Must have existed to eat this!

The potato that gently collapsed in my mouth was deep everywhere, and the addition of butter changed my tongue, and its thickness penetrated my spinal cord.

"How about that? Your Majesty."

The man stood beside me at some point.

It is disrespectful sentinel (...) such as standing unauthorized by the rest, but the words of reprimand did not follow.

"How would you like to offer an apology for this delay in delivery, a steamer that can make this dish?

"What..."

A dedicated tool to make this...... I want it!

I want the rest!

"Ugh, um. Come on, Prime Minister, take it."

"Ha"

"Then please deliver the potatoes first. The steamer will have a new one by evening."

"Hey, what? Well, then every corner is..."

"Your Majesty!

"Stuffed!"

The rest of it almost slipped my mouth.

"It will be good, then, to be carried into the castle by evening."

Chelina regrets it but you just have to think of something again. Let's put up with some delicious potatoes this time.

"Please wait, Your Majesty."

That man stops again after trying to walk away. What the hell is this guy?

"Your guard can unload the delivery, right?

What are you talking about? There's no way the rest of the Kingsguard would do such a vile job.

"Your Majesty... indeed, just now His Majesty said so"

The Chancellor whispers in his ear.

"What's left?

"Yes, indeed"

Speaking of which, I don't feel like I've spoken about it because I can't prepare it anyway.

"Ngu... Ngu... Prime Minister, what can I do?

"It's easy to poke around, but I was wondering if I'd have to drink shame in this step. Assuming I stick around, I'm afraid I'll get caught up in something again... and the counselor won't be alarmed."

The Prime Minister shifted his gaze when it came to that man was a Gentile who was staring at this one with a disgusting grin.

"What do you mean, they do it?

"Well, for example, when it takes time to secure the human foot to be transported to the castle, it takes days to be transported."

"Then why don't we take it for breach of contract because we can't deliver it in time?"

"If you don't have a product, you still have everything, you can't be so powerful."

"So what do we do with time?"

"The Chamber of Commerce is a shipping company, Your Majesty may be looking to escape by boat."

"That's trouble!

"Yes, even our bloodline with the Veriero Chamber of Commerce is such an edge that I want my hands out of my throat, Your Majesty's selfishness... I will do everything in my power to fulfill my hopes, so I was wondering if I should honestly pull this matter off. And if you succeed in cultivating that quality potato, your majesty will be even more glorious."

"Hmm... that's not bad... but do you grow up?

"According to a recently hired agricultural engineer, if you don't grow all the potatoes as before, pinch another crop or let the field rest, you have a better chance of growing them. Until now, we didn't get much results without turning the numbers around for experimentation, but if you give us this much potato, we'll make sure we get results."

The Chancellor pleaded with the rest of us without being serious.

"… good. Let's put on a holo this time."

"You wear mud, sir."

"... that's what I was going to say"

"Of course you are"

The rest looks back at the man. At some point I thought I'd yell at Chelina for standing right next to the man, but I can't find a reason for that.

"For the rest is generous, I will not overshadow what I have said once, leave it to us."

"Thank you, that is His Majesty King Pilates, the famous"

A man gives his thanks.

I wanted to kick him in the head afterwards, but I forgave him with one snort.

I was worried about leaving the scene.

"... what was your name?

I even forgot if I heard.

"My name is Akira. Best regards,"

I'll never forget you, Akira.

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Potatoes, which could also be 1800 bags, could not be carried all at once, only at first by the guards and the rest by the general soldiers on any round trip. Apparently the soldier chief was happy that it was a good training.

The chef made it, but the butter was excellent.

The rest were to love this potato butter until I died.

Yes, until death.