RCYL


Volume 2

Chapter 4 Part 16


Translated by: june

The day after the rematch, the finals began. The invited jury was Count Carlse, from the Southern Region. After tasting each dish from the finals, he clicked his tongue.

“Is the skill of Eastern academy only this much?”

In a low whisper, the professors who were with him swallowed their saliva.

“All of the apprentices have similar skills. The Count has always eats the food of great experts, so you may feel that it’s not enough…”

“The Southern Academy’s cuisine wasn’t this monotonous.”

Some professors frowned.

‘Isn’t it natural that Southern cuisine suits the taste of Southerners?’

Bundi is a material used only in the South. It’s a material that never been seen before at Eastern Academy, so this was plausible.

“By the way, this is…”

The faces of the professors brightened when they saw the plate that Count Carlse had put on.

“It’s Aso’s food! Aso is a talented student who always take the first place.”

“He is from the West and have been in the East for a long time. Even though he is not used to southern cooking, but-“

“That’s enough, bring me the last meal.”

The professor, who was cut off, frowned. But before long, the dishes Seniana had made came out.

“This…”

Count Carlse said, staring at the plate. The professor coughed and defended her.

“This is not the dish she originally served. There are problems in the preliminary round before, so she made it in a hurry with leftover ingredients. Even if it doesn’t suit your mouth…”

“Interesting.”

“Yes?”

He looked at the okara filled with seasoning.

“Okara is a material that is rarely used even in the South.”

He was a businessman who ran several large restaurant with tofu as his main focus. After making tofu, there is a lot of okara, which has always been a problem, so food made with okara is rather unique.

‘So, you can handle the waste like this.’

He scooped a little bit of okara and put it in his mouth…

“This is it! If you used cilantro you should have this level of spiciness!”

“Yes?”

“The other dishes are so bland! If you use cilantro, It should be spicy enough that your tongue tingles!”

His expression brightened and he continues to taste Seniana’s food.

“It’s much more savory and milder than tofu. Although the sauce is spicy enough to rival southern food, the okara sweetness is holding up well!”

Although he was sweating profusely, he ate very well and emptied his plate.

‘She used okara and the spiciness was adjusted so that people from all over the continent could eat it.’

“Recipe! Sell this students’s recipe to me!”

“You can only trade with the winner recipe…”

“It’s the winner! If it’s a dish like this, of course it’s number one!”

The vice-principal, who was standing among the professors, came out quickly.

“Bu-, But Count…! Didn’t you say that Aso’s dish was excellent?” “I just said it was good enough to eat.”

“Rather than food that was made with leftover ingredients, Aso’s dish is more…!”

“Isn’t it even more wonderful that you can make such a wonderful dish with leftover ingredients!”

The Count, who wanted to get the okara recipe, answered urgently. The vice-principal’s face darkened.

‘No!’

She has been defeating Franz and advanced to the finals having won first place, how angry would Franz be? However, Count Calse’s assessment did not change, and the results of the first test were announced that afternoon.

[First place – Sen, Southern-style Okagi Potage

Second place – Aso, Black Bean Paella]

***

Prince’s Aide, Albert, approached Dominique as he was walking down the corridors of the Imperial Palace.

“She is first place.”

Dominique nodded lightly. It seemed insignificant, but the aide did not miss the slight rise of the corner of his mouth.

“I was concerned because there was an accident, I’m glad.”

“She is not a person who could easily defeated.”

The prince smiled faintly. Even if he speaks like that, when he first heard the story of the rematch issues, he had no idea how bloody his expression was. He was contemplating about going back to the academy straight away. The prince laughed and said.

“It seems like Lady Franciff is lucky.”

Dominique said in a low voice.

“I’m not sure.”

No matter how lucky she was, she couldn’t do it all without grit and effort. The prince shrugged.

“We cant said that there is no luck at all. When ‘that person’ is in the Eastern Academy and it was during a graduation exam for Lady Franciff of all time.”

“I don’t know if she’ll choose him as her advisor.”

“Unlikely. Even if you ask that person to be advisor, he probably wont…”

The prince let out a sad sigh.

‘If Lady Franciff receive that person guidance, she will definitely get success as a cook.’

Who he is, the chef who captured the heart of the emperor. An undisputed genius who create 33 recipes to the Royal Kitchen. If it wasn’t for the unfortunate incident, the Royal Chef which was no different than the hand of God, would have been entrusted to him. If there was a person who is called his disciple, that person would be welcomed with open arms from all over the places as well as the continent. Of course, even the Royal Kitchen.

“But we are more urgent than the Lady, aren’t we? We’ll have to bring him to the imperial palace soon.”

That was the order the Emperor gave to Dominique. As a sign of friendship with the country of Atar, he requested for that person to take care of the crown prince’s ceremonies. The Crown Prince once lived as a hostage in Gilageon when he was young, and he said he got great comfort from that person’s cuisine.

‘It’s not easy to bring him along.’

He is a person who never does anything he doesn’t like even if he has a knife in his throat. Even the emperor know that, so he sent Dominique himself. Well, there are also other reason, but….

‘It means that he is a difficult person in many ways.’

That man, ‘Jean-Luc’.

***

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