The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 221

Chapter 221: Dukedom of Kyros

Contrary to expectations, not just a few people were alarmed by the incomplete preparations at the Duchy.

And the maids have been fidgeting about it for days.

How could they not when the Duchy hadn’t received formal guests in more than a decade?!

How does one even host parties or gatherings in this day and age?!

They had no idea and fretted about the lack of information, much less orders.

Especially when it came to the actual banquet.

Head Maid Gloria felt like her remaining lifespan was shortening.

This was technically the most important event since the birth of their Young Lord and couldn’t pale against the time he first took a step.

But what do they have with them?

’...’

Nutrient solution.

’...’

Were they supposed to make a fountain of that or something?

But how embarrassing!

Especially since they now know the difference between nutrient solutions and actual food!

But that was all thanks to their Young Lord, who seemed to have his own means of connecting with that popular Star Mall vendor.

And now, they were supposed to serve him nutrient solution?!

’!!!’

Better gut her now!

This was a disaster if you had asked her. And the Old Head Maid couldn’t even get anything out of those old geezers!

She was only told to prepare a dining spread with enough dining utensils and nothing about where the food was going to come from?!

But she did it.

For did she really have any other choice?

And all they could now do was fret while waiting for the old eggs to come back with good news.

It was that, or she would pass away earlier than expected.

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Thankfully, the old eggs were out there really trying their best for their pride and the economy (themselves).

The result? Piles and piles of the fish they had caught yesterday.

It was a jarring sight.

But for some reason, this was something they should’ve all foreseen.

For if the good son thought they had caught enough yesterday, well, he was obviously mistaken.

What was this concept of leftovers?

When even the innards were used as feed for the innocent fish who were about to be raided soon.

As in today.

And the Dungeon owner realized that they were really inspired by yesterday’s cooking session for today’s fishing, which looked like the culling of the river.

However, the Duke was adamant that this should just be left with them as the guests shouldn’t be burdened with feeding themselves when in the Duchy.

Luca hesitated because they might need to catch a lot, considering the people’s appetites, but his father looked like he was going to be hurt if they pushed for it.

So, they all relented.

It was just that the anxious heir didn’t want to come empty-handed.

By the looks of it, it seems like the people back at the Duchy made a few preparations, and it was his first time visiting others like this.

Hmm.

Luca thought hard as he walked back into the kitchen.

They didn’t have too much extra CP and should budget in case the Dungeon-Linked space asked for required upgrades, so all he could really do was check for other food he could prepare with the items they had on hand.

And so the little penny pincher thought of something he could probably do and beelined for the mecha manufacturing hangar instead which shocked the others.

"Brother? Where are you going?" Called Ollie, who shouted after the runner.

"I just have to get something, brother! I’ll meet you in the kitchen!" returned Luca, who waved back at the confused people.