I Don’t Want To Inherit A Feudal Estate So I’ll Just Throw Everything On My Brother And Live As I Please - Chapter 126

“Confirmation of the interior of the mansion and a plan for training chefs.”

Translated by Dawn

“Confirmation of the interior of the mansion and a plan for training chefs.”

The day after meeting the twin guild masters of the Adventurers’ Guild and the Commercial Guild, a messenger from the royal palace arrived at the inn where I was staying. The purpose of my visit to the guild was to inspect the inventory of goods available in the city, but since I had to meet the guildmaster before that, and since I was mentally exhausted, I ended up not being able to inspect the inventory after all.

I heard from the messenger who visited me that one of the rewards that were to be given for my case had been decided, so I decided to ask him to show me around the mansion immediately.

“This way, sir.”

“This place…isn’t it insanely spacious?”

I was guided to a first-class location that boasted a vast site area. The size of the lot was more than twice as large as the lot where the current Greg Trading Company building, which was purchased in Orargrand, was located. In addition, the site was located close to the living area of the common people, which I had requested at the time of the audience, and was in line with my wishes.

“Of all the lands owned by the royal family, this is one of the smallest, I think?”

“Seriously, as expected of the king of a kingdom…”

Even though it was his own city, I was impressed by the fact that he was able to prepare such a large amount of land and a mansion within two days of my wishes. I decided to ask them to show me around the mansion, and when I headed to the mansion, I was greeted by several people dressed in servants’ clothes who were lined up outside the entrance.

“Welcome. My name is Sobas, and I will be your butler here at the mansion.”

“I see, My name is Rolando, an adventurer. Sobas, huh…”

On behalf of the servants, the butler, named Sobas, introduced himself. I introduced myself in response, muttering my thoughts on his name in a whisper so that Sobas would not hear.

Sobas was an old man with short gray hair in his fifties, but his appearance gave the impression that he was experienced in some kind of martial art, so I guessed that he was a former adventurer or a knight in the service of the kingdom. I asked Sobas to show me around the house, and I would remember the names of the other servants in due course.

“Rolando-sama, this is a permit to enter the Great Library and the royal archives. Please take it.”

“I have received it. I appreciate you for showing me around the house.”

Before asking Sobas to guide me to the mansion, I received a permit from the messenger to enter the Great Library and the archives, and the messenger returned to the royal palace after finishing his duty.

By the way, it seemed that the royal family owned the land and the mansion, and they were temporarily renting them to me, and they were in charge of all the rights documents. However, since the rent and land fees were all free, there was no problem for me even if I did not have the title documents. If they asked me to leave, I would do so without hesitation.

After seeing the messenger off, I took a look around the interior of the mansion with Sobas as my guide. …No wonder it’s so luxurious.

If I wasn’t mistaken, I think it was bigger than the house of the Malbert family, where I used to live. I had mixed feelings about the fact that I was not a noble but had acquired a mansion comparable to that of a noble, but after the tour was over, it was a nice lunchtime, so I asked the chef to cook lunch for me.

“Oh, yeah. I’ll have to cancel the inn.”

“Rolando-sama, we’ll take care of that. Rolando-sama, you have your own business to attend to.”

“I see, please. Also, Sobas and the others, are you paid by the royal family?”

I was curious about the source of their wages, so I decided to ask Sobas. As I had expected, the servants were paid by the royal family, their employment was conditional on a minimum of 10 years of work and their wages were managed in a lump-sum payment to Sobas.

“Sobas, give me the full amount of that salary later. I’ll hire you directly.”

“T-that’s…”

“You are my servants. If so, it is only natural that I should pay your wages. Or are you saying that your loyalty is to the royal family and not to me?”

“T-that would never be the case!”

“Then give the sum to me after lunch.”

Even as a servant, Sobas could not say anything back to me after being told that much, so he reluctantly agreed to do so. Even though the king was friendly, I should not owe the royal family as much as possible. You never know what kind of unreasonable demands they might make.

Then, I was served a meal by the chef in a dining room too large for one person, but there was a slight problem. The food was not to my taste.

“…Sobas.”

“Yes.”

“Call the chef.”

“…Understood”

Sobas immediately called the chef over. He was a middle-aged man with a mustache in his thirties, about the same age as Greg. He was horrified as if he did not know why he had been brought to the dining room.

“Did you make this?”

“Y-yes. That’s right.”

“Okay, what’s your name?”

“My name is Ruzzo.”

At any rate, I didn’t know his name, so I got his name and decided to get right down to business. To conclude, the fact that the dish was not to my palate does not mean that it was bad, but rather that it lacked something. In other words, there was something missing in this dish, and it was possible that Ruzzo did not understand it.

The way the food was prepared and the way it was cooked, I did not think that Lutzo himself was a bad chef, but that his culinary skills were so poor that I, who know the taste of the food from my previous life, felt that it was not good enough. In short, my palate was too discerning.

However, if I were to eat his cooking every day, He would have to learn to cook better than or at least as good as me, or it would be a stifling meal for me. Therefore, I decided to impart my culinary knowledge to him.

“Ruzzo. On a scale of one to ten, how many points do you think this dish would get?”

“I am sorry, but I can never say it is a perfect score. I try to do my best every day, but I am always searching for what is missing…”

Ruzzo bowed his head in a truly apologetic manner as he said so. Well, it wasn’t easy to find the answer to the question without knowing what was missing and having to figure it out by searching for it by hand. In my previous life, there were many people who knew the answer and there was a lot of knowledge out there, but in this world, the number of people who know the answer was small, and they probably wouldn’t be so careless as to tell others about it.

“Do you want to know the answer to that question?”

“…Does Rolando-sama know the answer?”

Take me to the kitchen. I’ll show you how to cook a perfect meal.

Ruzzo, who looked skeptical at my words but was willing to help me solve my daily doubts, suspiciously invited me into the kitchen.