Plain Girl Hero of Darkness
Battle Under Dress - (4)

The King before him looked very different from the King he saw in the picture book. The thin and weak man looked surprised upon seeing Olivia. The only impressive thing about him was his luxurious clothes and shiny crown.

Alphonse looked at Olivia for a while, and whispered to Cornelius beside him. Cornelius said nothing and just nodded silently.

“-You are Olivia Valedstorm, who the Empire calls the God of Death, right?”

Alphonse's gaze was filled with shock. Cornelius wanted to say something, but Alphonse stopped him by raising his hand.

"Yes, I'm Olivia Valedstorm."

After which, Olivia tilted her head inside. From Alphonse's attitude, he seemed to doubt if he was the right person. Olivia had never heard of anyone having the same name.

And Valedstorm was only revived after a hundred years, so if there really was someone with the same name, Olivia really wished she could replace him and handle this tedious task.

“Olivia Valedstorm, I heard you defeated many famous Imperial Generals. Can you name them?”

"I'm sorry, but I can't do it."

Alphonse asked, and Olivia admitted she couldn't do it after thinking about it for a while. Alphonse's expression darkened:

"Why is that? Other than normal soldiers, you should be able to remember the famous generals. Are you really Olivia Valedstorm?”

As Alphonse grew suspicious, Olivia asked back:

"Your Majesty, do you remember what you ate for your meals every day?"

“My food? —There's no way I know that."

Alphonse felt the question was pointless, and replied nonchalantly.

“I am the same. I can't remember who I killed. Be it famous generals or nameless warriors, they are all the same to me. They're all just human."

Frankly, that's not true. Life or death, there were some enemies that left an impression on him. For example, Bloom gave him a Chachamaru (automatic arrow). But Olivia felt explaining all of that was an arduous task, and chose not to mention it.

Alphonse was stunned by Olivia's response, and the guards standing by the wall became in an uproar.

“—Your Majesty, she must be Olivia Valedstorm. It's understandable if you don't believe, but we shouldn't judge a book by its cover."

Cornelius then looked towards him. Olivia waved gently at him, and Cornelius smiled faintly back at him.

On the way back to the capital, Olivia gets bored and goes to Cornelius for a chat, despite Claudia's objections. He was a little curious about the man standing at the top of the Royal Army.

And he realized that Cornelius was an easy-going grandfather, and they fit in a short time. Claudia kept her head down and apologized the entire time.

“... I'm not familiar with the military matter, and can't help investigating. From our brief conversation, I can say that we are not ordinary soldiers— Olivia Valedstorm, in return for your achievements, tell me what you want. I can't give you everything, but I'll do what's possible in my ability."

Olivia answered without thinking:

“Then please give me the ginormous cake depicted in the picture book. I always wanted to try it."

"Kue? Did you just say cake?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"That's all? You don't want gold or gems?"

“True, I'm not good at spending money yet. A gem is just a very shiny stone, I'm not interested in it."

Olivia said with a laugh. Alphonse smiled awkwardly:

"Gramps— Cornelius already told me that you have no desire ... All right then. I will order the royal chef to prepare a cake that is even larger than the one shown in the picture book."

"Thank you! —Ah, no, thank you very much, Your Majesty!”

"good. That's all."

Olivia rose happily while saluting, and left Audience Hall with light steps. He thought meeting the King was painful, and never thought this would happen.

******

The moonlight illuminated the white walls of Leticia Castle.

The victory party held in the main hall was filled with a large number of officers, as well as influential nobles. Olivia who stepped into the venue caught their attention.

She wore a bright red dress, tied her silver hair to the side, and had a leaf-shaped accessory on her head. She simply applied a thin layer of red lipstick to her lips, and it was enough to make Claudia gasp at her beauty.

“-How beautiful, she is like Goddess Citresia.”

"It was the Death God that the Imperial Army feared? … Is that a joke? ”

"If I were younger .. it would be great if my son could win his hand in marriage."

And that's how the discussion goes. Some men are so fascinated that they do not even realize that they are spilling wine from inside their glasses.

Even the haughty princess from the Hakusburg house lamented "Very beautiful so scary" as she stared at Olivia exasperatedly.

(Veneuue: TKP)

"Claudia! This is awesome! A tower! It's as tall as a tower! This cake is even more amazing than the one I saw in the picture book!"

Olivia was very excited, and kept shaking Claudia's shoulder. All the guests were surprised by the giant cake when they first arrived as well. Olivia knew it before, but the cake prepared on Alphonse's order was bigger than she expected.

(Since King Alphonse gave his words, they couldn't fake everything ... But isn't that too big?)

This cake should be the culmination of the efforts of the royal chef. Claudia had never seen such a big cake before, no wonder Olivia became so excited.

Claudia looked at the cake in front of her with an empty face. A welcome suddenly came from behind.

“It looks like Major Olivia is satisfied with this cake.”

“Oh! Lord Cornelius's. Your beard is long and bushy today too.”

Olivia said as she thrashed with Cornelius' beard. Claudia could not react in time, but it seemed pleasant to touch. Cornelius did not rebuke Olivia, letting her play around with her beard as she wished.

Claudia flinched out, and quickly pulled Olivia back onto her shoulder.

"Major! Don't play around with the Field Marshal's beard!"

“If I don't play it, can I touch it?”

Olivia looked at him confusedly.

"That's not what I meant! And you mustn't speak so freely with Lord Field Marshal!"

"It's okay, it's okay. Tonight's the victory party. First Lieutenant Claudia, you can relax and enjoy the night.”

"Yes sir! Thank you for helping us!"

Claudia saluted reflexively, then quickly turned into a respectful bow. Since she was wearing a dress, she had to behave like a polite woman.

By the way, Claudia's dress was deep blue, with intrinsic embroidery sewn from the waist to the end of her dress.

Finally wearing her favorite dress after such a long time, Claudia felt her waist was a bit tight.

(I am not fat, I am just more muscular.)

As he looked for an excuse for himself, Cornelius looked at the cake and said to Olivia: 'Cornelius:

“This cake was made for you, Major Olivia. Don't hold back and enjoy yourself."

“Ehe. I can eat as much as I want ~”

Olivia patted her stomach with a smile. Cornelius gently patted Olivia on the head, and stepped slowly to the side.

A group of smiling nobles were waiting for him. They must be trying to excite Cornelius whose influence is still the same as before.

(Lord Field Marshal also has difficulty.)

It is a party to celebrate their victory. And events like this were usually places to determine the power dynamics between nobles, and there were many people who wanted to be friendly with those in power. It had become the norm for nobles to rush in order to improve their position behind the scenes of glamorous parties.

"OK, I'm digging ~!"

Olivia poked the cake with her fork and ate it wholeheartedly, not showing the nobles' cautious attitude. His eating manners surprised the servants around him.

(Major is completely ... not affected by the way others see it.)

Normally, Claudia would remind Olivia to pay attention to her actions. But this cake was made for Olivia, and it was a rare feast, so she didn't want to spoil Olivia's mood.

(I will close my eyes only for today)

Claudia pretended not to see anything.

“It feels amazing, try it too, Claudia!”

Olivia's mouth was covered in cream as she said with a happy face.

"I see, let me taste it."

As he said that, a waiter cut a piece of cake and presented it to him, as if to show that this was his job. Claudia stuffed the cake into her mouth with a wry smile.

(Don't you, isn't this too good?)

As expected of a cake made by a royal chef, it tasted perfect.

(Although the saying goes that dessert goes into different stomachs, it is too dangerous. I have to be careful not to eat too much.)

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...To Be Continue's...