"What do you mean? Robert, I should have left you to cook. Why do you have to get a letter like this from the royals?"

The day after the night club, Robert was summoned to his father's study.

There was a high letter from my father, who had created deep wrinkles between his eyebrows, pointing out the deficiencies of the cooking performed by the Lance family.

"I was always told not to impersonate the Lance family name... but I was disappointed."

"... I'm sorry, Father."

Robert can't see the color of the apology reflection.

In the first place, cooking should be done responsibly by the current Duke's father.

Wouldn't it be unreasonable to say that you don't want to do it and scold me if something goes wrong?

I want to say that my father's way of cooking was flawed because he ordered his servants to do the same thing as he did.

But I can't give my father an answer.

This is what happens when he tells the King what he doesn't want at the club.

Emma Stewart... just remembering makes me angry.

It's all his fault.

Watch it now, I'll catch up with you in school tomorrow.

After his father's sermon, Robert summoned Brian to the back of the vast Duke Lance garden.

"Master Robert? Where are you going? The letter from the royal family came to Lance's house, so I'd like to plan a countermeasure because they might come to my house tomorrow....."

It was Brian's house that cooked it the week before House Lance.

Brian, who heard Robert's story, has a head in his head that he wants to do something about it without getting angry.

"Shut up and follow me. Anyway, it's more efficient to prepare for revenge, isn't it?

After dismissing Brian's appeal, Robert moved slowly further into the back of the garden.

Almost no servant of House Lance can step foot here. Along the way, Brian stopped at a sturdy keyed fence, but Robert took the key out of his pocket and went back into the fence.

"Hello, Robert? What the hell is this place? Where are you going?

After walking quite a bit, Robert continued on the path through the bustling woods, unlocking the locking fence several times.

Brian only had a bad feeling that the fence that appeared as he progressed was so tight that he thought it was strong that even the first degree sinner was trapped.

"This is the last time. There's something inside that Emma Stewart cries out for."

Even Robert's smiling face is pulling.

I wish I hadn't gone if it was so bad, but being scolded by my father puts me at risk of disqualification if I succeed.

Especially since Robert has many cousins and as many as he wants.

Robert came all the way here to get back at Emma, who made the cut to stand in such a trap, but he hesitated to turn the last key.

"After all, let's go home, Robert. I'm still better off studying magic tomorrow."

I'm afraid of magic teachers.

I can't go to bed without being able to answer my questions.

"Fufu. There's no way I'm freaking out about this. Brian, look, let's throw this at him."

Kei and Robert open the last fence.

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Brian peeks inside the fence, saying that there's no danger if it's the size of a thrown object.

It was dark, blinking several times and getting used to it, and it was made like a sunroom with plants that I had never seen before.

"Master Robert... what are you throwing at...?"

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What's that?

What is it, man?

It was also at the feet of Crunchy Crunchy and Brian.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

The moment I saw it, Brian shouted with so much disgust.

What, what, what... no, what is it?

"Rorororororororororororororor-sama... is it okay to throw something like that? If I do... oh... are you the devil? You!"

I've never seen such a horrible thing.

Throw it?

There is also the possibility of injury.

You're throwing an alley at a girl in school who's starting to be called a virgin now?

... you're not going to die of shock... are you?

"Hey, Brian. Hurry up and collect that thing. Ah, Yu's power will be doubled if he has a few. Why don't you pack it in this box and flip it over?"

Robert smiles happily.

What kind of torture is that?

They packed it in a box as they fought against the chills that attacked Zowazowa, faster than they thought.

"Hihihi, Emma Stewart's crying appearance comes to my eyes....."

Robert's laughter echoed in the empty sunroom.

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