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"In that case——!" Artorius' voice became a little higher.

"Goo-"

Artorius touched his belly a little embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry, I haven't eaten anything since this morning."

"Then let me treat you to dinner."

"Eh?" Artorius blinked his green eyes that were as deep as the sea of ​​trees. "Is this okay?"

"Ah."

Ian nodded and smiled.

"After all, there won't be such an opportunity again."

25. Eating is not always about hunger

[You brought Artorius to the tavern.]

【He asked a question cautiously.】

“How much can I eat?”

[This is the first time you have heard such a question, but out of politeness, you still answer that you can eat as much as you want. ]

[Then you saw Artorius eating up all the food served to him with great care.]

[It was a miracle comparable to magic.]

"Can I have another plate?"

Artorius asked seriously, holding the empty plate.

"Yes, yes."

As Ian said this, he glanced at the mountain of plates piled on the table next to him.

"But, can you really still eat it?"

"This plate... should still be fine!"

"But that's what you said when you ate your last plate."

"Eh, really?"

Artorius's eyes suddenly turned into small eyes and he looked quite embarrassed.

"Forget it." Ian took the empty plate from Artorius and put it aside.

"You can't go back on your word. If you say you can eat whatever you want, then you can eat whatever you want."

Artorius' eyes sparkled with gratitude.

"Thank you so much!"

"Once I'm done with the apples, I'll pay you back all the gold coins I spent!"

"It's not necessary."

"No! This is necessary." Artorius shook his head. "As you just said, one should not go back on one's word!"

[You are somewhat touched by Artorius's determination. 】

[But this doesn't seem to reduce her appetite. ]

[It is hard to imagine how such a petite body can eat so much. ]

You even doubt whether Artorius can weigh as much as he eats.

[You may doubt it, but you haven't forgotten your intention to kill Artorius.]

[You don't allow anyone to destroy the beautiful status quo that belongs to Morgan. ]

[Just before that, you feel you need to ask more clearly. ]

"Artorius."

"Ok?"

When he heard Ian calling his name, Artorius stopped politely even though he couldn't let go of the delicious food in front of him.

"Excuse me, what is this, Mr. Ian?"

Well, even the way they address each other has been changed to honorifics.

Ian quite appreciated this.

"Where are you from?" he asked.

"A small village," Artorius answered quickly, "some distance from here."

"I see." Ian nodded, "No wonder I felt you were a little strange."

【You and Artorius started chatting.】

【Out of gratitude for a meal, he answered every one of your questions very seriously. 】

[You learned about his family background and knew that he was not the only son in the family. There was a young man named Kai above him.]

[In addition, you also learned that he made a promise to return within three days.]

[You realize that his situation is completely different from those knights, and you can't kill him now.]

[After all, if Artolis fails to go back as agreed, the situation will be more complicated. 】

【You start to think about a more appropriate approach. 】

"Well, Mr. Ian."

Artorius' throat moved slightly.

"Can I continue to enjoy these things?"

"Oh..." Ian came back to his senses and nodded, "Of course no problem."

With Ian's permission, Artorius once again devoured the meal in great style.

This made Ian unable to help but ask: "Artorius, I always feel that you look very hungry."

"Not exactly hunger."

"It is necessary to store more in the body." Artorius cleared the plate.

"The output of the land is getting less and less. If we don't keep prepared like this, when the enemy comes one day, we may not have the strength to take up arms to resist."

This answer surprised Ian.

He didn't expect that Artorius, who looked so young, would actually think about such a question.

"So you want to become a knight?"

"Not necessarily a knight." Artorius responded to Ian in front of him, "But at least I hope to be able to do something for Britain like you, Mr. Ian."

"..."

Ian felt something touching his heart.

He smiled and reached out to touch Artorius' head.

As expected, his golden hair was even smoother than expected, like the finest wool rug.

The only flaw is perhaps that aloof hair that can’t be pressed down no matter how hard you try?

"Then eat your fill."

"Over there, give me a few more plates."

[Finally, Artorius stopped only when another small mountain of plates appeared on the table.]

[Looking at him so contented, you don’t know if you did the right thing. ]

【But you can at least confirm one thing. 】

[That means Artorius trusts you very much now. ]

【You realize this might help kill him.】

[You threw down two heavy bags of gold coins and left the tavern with him. 】

[You bought all his apples and arranged for him to stay in the best hotel in the capital.]

[Of course, you don’t do this out of kindness.]

[Tell the innkeeper to keep a close eye on Artorius at all times and report to you immediately if there is any disturbance.]

[Although you vaguely feel that this might not be of any use. ]

"Mr. Ian."

Artorius' voice came.

Ian turned back.

Artorius tidied his clothes and washed off the dust he had accumulated during the journey with clean water.

That handsome face made it hard for Ian to think he was a boy.

That absurd illusion bloomed before my eyes again.

But since I have verified it with my own hands, even if I don’t believe it, I have to admit this fact.

"Artorius, what's wrong?"

"I want to express my gratitude to you." Artorius bowed deeply to Ian.

"Thank you for your generosity. I am grateful beyond words."

"Artorius, you're too polite." Ian disguised himself with a smile.

“You need to sell apples and I need apples, so we just skip some of the processes.”

"From this perspective, I should be grateful to you."

"But the blessings of good food and shelter are still bestowed by you."

Artorius clasped his hands together in front of him.

With his petite figure, he actually looks a bit like a girl at this moment.

"If it's possible—"

"Mr. Ian, can I invite you back tomorrow?"

26. The princess’s permission is not an easy matter

【You heard the invitation from Artorius. 】

[You didn't answer immediately, but looked at him in silence. ]

[This made him worry whether he had said something wrong.]

"Sorry, Mr. Ian, if you're busy, forget it." Artorius politely found a way out for himself.

"But I am still very grateful for your help."

After saying this, Artorius turned around and prepared to go back to the room in such embarrassment.

"Wait a moment." Ian tried to persuade him to stay.

"Are you... sure you want to do this?"

"If I remember correctly, the only money you have now is from selling apples, right?"

It's not that Ian is talking nonsense.

He had already searched Artorius's body under the pretext of a body search - he couldn't have any property other than what Ian had generously given him.

“Is it really okay to spend it like this?”

"No problem," Artorius said immediately, sensing that things were turning around. "Although these are the gold coins I got from selling apples, I can still spend some of them."

"Besides -"