The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 220

Chapter 220: True Calling

There were many careers, but right now, everyone wanted to change theirs.

Maybe they were meant to be chefs? Or fishermen?

Because, if not, then how could they produce such a delightful thing?!

An absolute masterpiece!

How was it possible that those questionable-looking fishes would end up like this?!

Even Jax, who had beef with those unusually large bass fish, could suddenly see them in a different light!

Suddenly, their beady eyes just looked a little more beautiful.

It was a sudden change in outlook.

That was further strengthened when the newbies’ own dishes were cooked in the ovens, which suddenly looked shinier.

Time ticked by so slowly, and it was only alleviated by having to prepare their own garlic butter dill sauces.

*DING!*

So when the ovens started chiming, everyone almost flew to the wall.

And one Duke even decided to hold the pan with his bare hands!

"Papa! Your hands!" Shouted the worried son, who panicked when he saw his over-eager father just grabbing onto the pan like that.

"Oh, son! This much? This is what our bloodline ability is good for!" Laughed the proud father who stuck out his non-existent gut as he held a hot tray to show everyone!

"I may not be able to do other things with it, but in the absence of an oven or that pot holder, I should suffice!" Grinned the Duke, who beamed at his personal work of art.

And what art it was!

For the Duke actually managed to make an edible dish, although just how edible it was could only be answered by the one son who had the right to eat from his pan.

Though it really looked more like the Father of the Year would cry if his good son didn’t try out his dish.

So, Luca had to.

Which was apparently a treat in itself.

And while it did taste just like the fish he had made, Luca’s heart was actually warmed by the thought that someone had cooked with him in mind.

Only to realize that it wasn’t just his father, as everyone practically lined up to get Luca to taste the first bite.

It looked awkward.

For each pan had one area carved out by the embarrassed chipmunk’s fork.

But it was the kind of embarrassment that made him feel extremely happy.

And definitely touched.

However, it wasn’t just Luca who felt this way; the aspirants were more than happy to get a seal of approval!

And only after this did they demolish their second (or even third) fish for the day.

Who would’ve thought that was possible???

"Papa, what about the food for the other people of the Duchy?"

Now, that was a valid question, as even Steward Han was embarrassed as he burped off to the side.

They obviously cared about their brothers and sisters, too, but there really were dire times when it was impossible to remember that others existed.

"Oh." Muttered the Duke.

"..."

"..."

"Son, uh, about that, can we still fish tomorrow? And maybe buy some ingredients?" Said the father, who was now reddening like a tomato.

He also forgot.

But how could he not when he barely even remembered his name and life’s purpose?

In fact, for a moment, he had imagined himself as a fisherman, living for the rivers and living with the gifts of these gracious bodies of water.

But that was earlier, and now, the Duke could only ask for forgiveness in mortification as they basically ate the food that was meant to be for tomorrow.

However, Luca only found all of it amusing and started giggling at the problem before them.

His eyes nearly glowed as he answered his father’s pleas.

"Of course, Papa. We can just do this again tomorrow."

"And maybe add a few more things like roasted potatoes, tomatoes, and maybe Brussels sprouts!"

The people’s ears twitched at the mention of other possible dishes.

And this time, they were even willing to watch just how they were prepared. _{freewebnσvel.cøm}

Yes.

And Luca was as free as it could get.

[Dairy Cattle: 15,000 CP]