“In the hope of the ever-growing prosperity of our Capetien Kingdom and the Dehauvalz Kingdom, let us celebrate Prince Harold, who has come from afar, with great fanfare!”
With King Salomon’s greeting, the Banquet finally began.
Fortunately, our seats are next to the King. We’re in a position to move quickly if anything happens.
Besides.
“Prince Harold, please.”
“Thank you.”
Mingling with the Royal Palace servants, Monica is also helping with the serving.
I told her earlier that King Salomon might be in danger of assassination, so she’s keeping an eye out for anything suspicious with the food or people.
“Prince Harold, Alexandra, this is a specialty of the Capetien Kingdom, and it’s my favorite.”
“Ahaha…”
Every time a dish is brought, Lisette sets aside the servers and explains it to us.
She, who usually acts as a Villainess, is being so attentive and happy, which is making everyone’s eyes widen.
However, King Salomon and the Royalty don’t seem to be interested in her at all.
…Well, not all of the Royalty, since her sister Eline isn’t here.
“Thank you. Thanks to Princess Lisette’s explanations, I’m really enjoying the Banquet today.”
“! R-really? Well, Alexandra is the only Young Lady who gets to hear my explanations.”
Sandra seems to have noticed that too, and she’s actively engaging in conversation with Lisette.
She’s angry at the Royalty’s reaction to Lisette, and she puts a little more strength into the hand she’s holding under the table.
She really is the best fiancée, noticing the surroundings and being considerate.
I was worried when I realized I had reincarnated as Harold, but I’m truly glad I met her.
And so, the Banquet proceeded smoothly, and with the orchestra’s music echoing in the garden, the main dish was brought out.
The same dish that was in the illustration of King Salomon collapsing on the table in agony, an event from “EnHaza.”
“Monica.”
“Leave it to me.”
Monica, who was standing by, quickly went to the server who was preparing the dish.
“I will serve Prince Harold and the Young Lady.”
“Eh…?”
The moment she said that, the server froze.
Yep, that’s a lie.
Jean really did put poison in it.
“Did you not hear me? I said that I would serve the dishes for the two of them.”
“U-um…”
The confused server glanced at Jean, wondering what to do.
How stupid. Doing that is like saying that guy is the culprit.
“You… you seem to be Prince Harold’s Maid, but this is the Capetien Kingdom. Stop overstepping.”
“I cannot. Protecting Prince Harold, who is so important, is my mission. …However, if someone here would be willing to taste-test it in front of us, I will step aside.”
Jean glares sharply, trying to make her back down, but Monica doesn’t budge.
But I’m glad things are going as planned.
I had asked Monica to do three things in advance.
The first, of course, is to monitor the Banquet for suspicious people and to check if the food has been poisoned.
Regarding this, based on the events of “EnHaza,” the possibility of unexpected things happening is low, but since we are already in an irregular situation, we must pay attention.
The second is that when the main dish, the whole fish cooked in one piece that’s nearly a meter long, which was in the event illustration, is brought out, Monica should offer to serve our portions.
The possibility of poison being in this dish is extremely high, and if Monica offers, there should be some kind of reaction. As expected, Jean interfered.
And the third is.
“It seems you understand, so you there. The belly of the fish… yes, could you taste-test this part?”
“!? N-no, that’s…”
The server stares at the part of the fish Monica pointed out, sweating profusely.
Yes… that’s the part where the poison was hidden in “EnHaza.”
If the entire fish was poisoned, not only us but Jean himself would end up ingesting the poison.
So, he must have limited the poison to the part that King Salomon would eat, thinking he would portion it out.
Of course, I thought about the possibility of him poisoning it after portioning it out, but in that case, Monica would be able to see through it, so there’s no problem.
“What’s wrong? If you don’t hurry, the dish will get cold.”
“Ugh…”
Monica smiles faintly and persistently urges him.
The server’s face turns even paler, and his body trembles slightly.
“Hmph… I can’t stand to watch this.”
“Your Majesty Salomon…?”
“Knight Commander. Make that man eat it now. Even if you have to force him.”
“Yes, sir!”
“Eek!? P-please help me!”
Following King Salomon’s instructions, the Knight Commander, who was guarding behind him, grabs the server by the scruff of the neck and forcibly tries to push his mouth onto the designated part.
The server desperately pleads for help with a tragic look on his face.
Of course… towards the Crown Prince, Jean.
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