The Duke’s Daughter Is the Knight Captain’s (62) Young Wife

Coming noon

“Hmm… lunch box, huh”

“Can’t…?

“No, not that I don’t…”

Mmm, and Master Wilhelm is troubled.

As far as I’m concerned, I thought it would be great if you could accept this proposal. This way it will also improve Mr. Wilhelm’s lifestyle, and I will also be able to see Mr. Wilhelm every day.

That is why I would ask Master Wilhelm to accept it if he could.

“Well… Noon’s not really hungry by day.”

“But eating three meals exactly leads to Wilhelm’s health. If you can help me, I will spare no effort.”

“Mmmm… don’t bother”

What the hell is so troubling?

I just want to help Master Wilhelm, who is still at a friend’s stage. The bottom line there is… nothing, but I still want to be purely helpful.

It’s sad to be told that’s no good.

“Am I bothering you…?

“Huh!? Yes, no, that’s not it! The… still, Non and Carol would be friends. As such, take time for Non…”

“Carol’s happiness is to help Master Wilhelm. If you can help Master Wilhelm, accept any difficulty. As one of them, preparing Wilhelm’s meals is also my happiness.”

“… mmm”

Why does Master Wilhelm refuse me so much?

To be honest, I’m talking about no harm to Master Wilhelm. I’ll take your lunch, so you won’t be collecting that money from Master Wilhelm. You may ask for your thoughts, but that’s all.

Master Wilhelm has no financial burden and can be healthy. It’s a great suggestion.

“Nah, I’m not in the Knights every day. Sometimes he enters the court. Sometimes we head for regional patrols. Worst of all, you can go to war.”

“Then let me know the day before, and I will refrain from bringing it. The day you don’t, you’re in the Knights, right?

“… well, yeah”

I wonder why.

It seems to me that Master Wilhelm is even thinking of an excuse to say no. Why?

After all, are these thoughts of mine heavy?

“… Um”

“No, the… what…”

“If Master Wilhelm says you’re bothering Carol…”

He’s a kind Wilhelm, so maybe he just made friends about me.

I can’t make an engagement or anything with a little girl like this – perhaps that’s what you think.

Your friend just talked to me, and I think my thoughts are a temporary distraction… and that makes me almost overwhelmed with tears.

My thoughts have not changed for nearly a decade at the earliest.

“Mm, what is annoyance, etc…”

“… Carol dies biting her tongue”

“No, it’s lunch! Lunch is important! If Carol’s going to have it ready every day, she’s going to be healthier! You can’t hurry up, Carol!

When I almost cried and looked at Master Wilhelm, he told me like he was in such a hurry.

My tear glands are weak when I say I’m a lady who’s sixteen years old already. In such a weak woman, you’re still far from being as strong as your mother.

But Master Wilhelm seems to have accepted my proposal.

After all, health is important. You seem to have changed your opinion, most importantly.

“So, Master Wilhelm. We’ll make it every day, by lunch.”

“Ugh… right. If you can, sneaking me into the Knights would help…”

“No, what can I do to Carol’s duties? Though for Master Wilhelm, diving into the Knights’ garrison can lead to hurting Master Wilhelm’s name. Take proper steps to get in.”

In the first place, you can’t imitate sneaking into the Knights.

If so, what can I say to the fold tied to the knight? If Master Wilhelm is known to be guiding such a clandestine infiltration, the position of a serious and strict Knight Commander falls to the ground.

I will never do anything to annoy Mr. Wilhelm.

“… right”

“Yes, I will also learn to cook with Chris to satisfy Master Wilhelm’s tongue”

“… no, you don’t have to”

“If it was for Master Wilhelm, spoil and accept what pains. Carol is still just a friend of Master Wilhelm’s. I will make sure that I survive this trial and will always be a fine wife to Wilhelm.”

Master Wilhelm has a very difficult face to say.

It’s like a tannic surface, but you’re happy to feel it somewhere, adding a lack of giving up there might give you this look.

“… ok. Let me tell the receptionist. Notify Carol not to say anything about coming to visit Non.”

“I brought you Mr. Wilhelm’s lunch, isn’t that all you have to say?

“No, that’s… really give me a break…”

What the hell is bothering you?

I’m in trouble. I have no idea.

But it must be a problem for Wilhelm to tell the receptionist that I brought Wilhelm lunch.

If so, should I follow it?

“Ha.”

So we have finally been able to understand Master Wilhelm’s concerns.

Usually using the dining room is the general knight. Master Wilhelm, a graduate or commander of the regiment, is not used. He said it didn’t taste bad, but I guess the content is still qualitative.

In the meantime, rumours that beneath Master Wilhelm, the head of the regiment, lunches made by the Duke’s cook are carried every day can also lead to a loss of trust from his men.

You may think that only one person eats lavish dishes.

But it’s okay.

I never intend to prepare lavish dishes. Instead, those that use a lot of high-end ingredients and oils are not very good for your body. So the contents of the lunch will be qualitative.

All I have to do is tell the knight in charge.

That’s right.

Instead, you would think that by teaching that amateurs like me make some of them, Master Wilhelm is the experimental bench. That way, we won’t have to lose Mr. Wilhelm’s trust either.

If that’s the case, the story is simple.

“Yes, Master Wilhelm.”

“… you understand me?

“Yes, I understand your concern, so I’ll have a meal tomorrow to make sure you don’t have any problems”

“Oh… well, please”

Just imagine, my chest will stir now.

That’s right. When you’re done today, learn to cook Chris into lunch tomorrow as soon as possible. If you can, a beginner would like something that’s easy to make.

If Master Wilhelm were to eat that and tell me if it was delicious, I might be too happy to explode.

“It’s a beautiful day…”

“Right, Master Wilhelm”

Today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after that.

I can spend lunch with Master Wilhelm in this way.

Just think of it that way. My mind bounces and I’m worried I’ll be able to sleep when I get home.

For some reason, my neighbor, Master Wilhelm, said it was such a sunny day, but he held his head looking at the ground without looking at the sky.

Did I drop something?