a white bird will bring peace between the two countries in the future.”

“Anastasia.”

The emperor made a reproachful voice at Asha, who suddenly intervened, but he did not say to stop.
Asha repeatedly explained to Lilmari and Ahti, who looked surprised.

“The white cream on top is a representation of the ice cap atop the Lumen Vasilice Basin, and not a drop of milk was in it! It’s made of cashew nuts.”

“…Your Highness knows this cake very well.”

“Because I made it myself for you guys.
In particular, this cashew nut cream was made with Deputy Commander Karnov.”

“Pukb.”

“Yes?”

“Wh, what?”


Karnov, who was drinking cold water from a crystal glass and had a face that was hard to understand if he was half-smiling and half not, coughed.

In the meantime, not only the two Noctis Elves, but also the commander in chiefs, Elmin Shirevra and Tarjei, looked at Asha and Karnov alternately in surprise.

“Do you mean that Your Royal Highness made this cake yourself?”

When Lilmari asked the Emperor and Anastasia, Alexei, neither of the two, smiled and nodded.

“Yes, from a month before you came, Asha tried day and night.
I hope it suits your taste.”

Alexei winked at Fjord.
Fjord noticed with great alertness that something that almost went terribly wrong had barely stood right, and then shared the cake with a sleek motion.

The Lumen Vasilice, which was divided into exactly eight pieces, was placed in front of people on a plate.
Only then did Asha take a breather and quietly sit down.
Karnov glared at her from the side as if he were staring at her with a stunned face.

“Why did you say that we made it together?”

“It’s true.
It was Karnov who grounded all those cashew nuts and turned them into cream.”

“Haven’t I told you that there was nothing good about me saying that I made something?”

“We have to make concessions to each other in order to reconcile.”

Karnov shook his head with a somewhat bewildered look, and Asha also closed her mouth to the gaze of Lilmari and Ahti, which seemed somehow hot.

‘Did I talk too loudly?’

It seemed frivolous during the national event.
Asha spoke casually, and she took one shot at Karnov before turning her eyes to her plate.
The cake she had worked hard on for days was in front of her eyes.

And the eight people in the dinner room slowly raised their forks.
For a moment a little chat went back and forth on the table.

It seems that Her Highness has great skill.
Although she is young, she is clever.
Thanks to her, we are receiving such a precious treatment.
I entrust the future to Lumen Vasilice…

But the chatter did not last for a few minutes, and soon firecrackers, visible only to Asha’s eyes, began to explode throughout the dinner hall.
It was Tarjei Nellin who exuded the greatest admiration on the spot.


Alexei and Karnov had already tasted the cake, the emperor was not accustomed to expressing his emotions, Elmin Shirevra was a calm person to begin with, and the Elves felt the need to maintain their dignity, so during the silence, Tarjei exclaimed, “Ah!” in admiration.

When Tarjei said he had never tried anything like this before, the Elves let out the admiration they had been holding back for a while.

Anyone couldn’t help but admire the beautiful and delicate balance of taste with simple ingredients such as carrots and apricots.
It was the same for the Elves who came down from the north.

At first, the elves thought about how to react to a cake named and shaped like a territory that would be taken away as war reparations.
But soon they were able to set a direction.

If it was intended to be ridiculed, it would not have such a brilliant taste with so much heart and soul.
So this cake, as the emperor’s granddaughter said, would mean a desire to become a bridgehead for peace.
The conversation with the Elves, who accepted the fact that the empire had worked hard on the meeting, was more smooth.

And at a corner of the palace garden on the night after the dinner.
Lilmari, who was standing still like a vision or statue, blurted out.

“The other dishes were really impressive, but I want to know the recipe for the cake if possible.”

Karnov, who was looking far away with an expressionless face at his words, slowly turned his head and faced Lilmari.

“Is that so? Let’s talk to Her Imperial Highness.”

Lilmari brought up a completely different story at the calm words.

“Up until now, I thought you weren’t a human.”

“Hmm? You’re saying something interesting.”

That cynical look on Karnov’s face.
Of all the faces he saw today, it was the only one Lilmari knew.

Lilmari thought that if he had lacked any sense of being the representative of the Noctis Elves, he might have screamed at the dinner table a while ago.
Karnov Neustadter bickering and talking to a little girl sitting next to him…

If he told this story to other Elves, he would have heard them say that he was good at making unpleasant jokes.

‘Even I think it’s an unpleasant and ridiculous joke.’

Their wars were always fought in silence.
To be exact, all the battles that took place after the appointment of Karnov Neustadter as deputy commander of the Imperial Army continued in a terrible silence.

If that one-sided massacre could be called a battle.

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