Just moments ago, the two rulers who had been glaring at each other as if they were about to kill for the ‘special’ being, now exchanged a different kind of look.

‘What is she doing right now…?’

‘I don’t know…?’

Seeing the two exchange glances, Evelia misunderstood them to be preparing for another fight, and repeated her training.

“Enough!”

Hey, wait, we didn’t do anything!

“Good boy! You listen well.”

Confused Agares gets another pat, and another piece of bread.

“Oh, you’re so stubborn.”

Ludwig, who didn’t understand what was happening, gets another pat, and another piece of bread.

Thinking that the two stunned rulers have become docile thanks to her training, Evelia proudly brought up the main topic.

“Now stop fighting and teach me! Magic!!”

“Wow, this is a first for me.”

Agares muttered, running a hand through his jetblack hair.

“Me too.”

Ludwig replied with his wavering red eyes.

To be treated like a pet… This is really the first time… I…

“Hurry up!!!”

Whether Agares and Ludwig could hide their confusion or not.

While the two rulers were fumbling around with the bread, Evelia, who had already opened her notebook and picked up her pen, urged them on as she swung her legs.

“Phew… where should I start teaching?”

He laughed incredulously.

“Squawk!”

“When it comes to food, it’s definitely Penecia.”

“……you do know something.”

For the first time, the two rulers agreed.

“Penecia?”

Evelia repeated after them and wrote in her notebook. ‘Banattiya.’

“No, it’s not ‘Ba’, it’s… No, let me see. You write it like this.”

“Do you still not know how to write? No, more importantly, is this a picture or text?”

Ludwig bent down and corrected each character in the notebook one by one.

Agares looked at Evelia as if he was looking at the only fool in the world, his face filled with shock.

“Oh. I’m ‘Ne Jjal’.”

“But you’re this bad?”

“Originally, ‘Ne Jjal’ is this bad.”

Evelia was confident.

Although it was more like drawing pictures than writing words, my family members had always praised me.

“The signature menu of Penecia is ‘Rest Er Iv’. You sauté shrimp and meat in olive oil, add a special sauce, and eat it with bread.”

Following the learning from the book [Win all battles with friendship, know this!], ‘Lure with anything edible’, the small ruler of this empire was faithfully executing.

“Wow… it must be insanely delicious!”

Evelia unconsciously licked her small lips. Just thinking about it made her mouth water.

Her small nose twitched in anticipation and her head bobbed as if she were excited.

The two rulers looked at her and momentarily laughed.

“For dessert, Ferona is the most famous. It’s a very crowded place so it’s best to make a reservation through a servant in advance. Ar….”

Ludwig, who was about to say ‘If you say you’re from the Artina family, they’ll make room for you,’ hesitated.

He knew the identity of the land thief, but the land thief did not know his identity.

In fact, the land thief didn’t seem very interested in his identity.

To the land thief, he was just the food thief of the secret base.

And he was quite pleased with that fact.

He wished a little more that she would regard him not as a crown prince but just as a food thief of the secret base.

Agares also did not reveal Ludwig’s identity.

Being a crown prince was a very high position in the human world.

He absolutely did not want the kid to be influenced, either for good or for bad.

“Ah… Um… I can eat it beautifully.”

Ludwig, who hastily diverted the conversation, spat out words that could be seen at any verbal feast.

“Ferona is famous for ‘Monshushu’. It’s filled with chocolate cream inside thin pastry.”

Agares, who doesn’t fancy sweets, recommended based on the rumors he often heard, although he hasn’t tried it himself.

“Monshushu…! Ugh, I want to go. To Ferona.”

Evelia swallowed her saliva and quickly jotted it down in her notebook. ‘Ppanora.’

“You wrote it wrong again. It’s not ‘Ppa’, but ‘Fe’. ‘Ro’ like this, and ‘na’ like this.”

Ludwig patiently corrected her spelling once again.

“I am ‘Ne Jal’.”

Somehow embarrassed, Evelia emphasized in a quiet voice even though no one asked.

Of course, she couldn’t write well.

In fact, she had brought this notebook for show.

Evelia drew a line over the wrong letter and pressed each letter one by one following what Ludwig had written.

“Did I write it correctly?”

Looking at Evelia fretting whether she wrote correctly, the two rulers looked at her with relaxed eyes.

“You wrote it well. Correct.”

Seeing the innocent child who seemed to be concerned only about whether she could eat Monshushu or not, their hearts burdened by life, duties, and cruelty became much more comfortable.

“And what about the parade?”

Even among the grand events of the Blessing Festival, the parade was a process that all empire’s people paid special attention to.

The spirit masters and priests riding in the central carriage of the parade would pick up noticeable children from the street, take them in the carriage, give them blessings, and make them scatter petals.

An old superstition said that catching the petals scattered by the blessed child brings good luck in that year, so naturally many people gathered around the path where the carriage passed.

Evelia, too, wanted to catch several petals and distribute them to her father, mother, older brothers, and knights.

It was clear that everyone would be pleased if she caught a lot of luckgiving petals and shared them.

“If you want to catch petals during the parade, the best place is not right in front of the carriage but on the fountain right next to the clock tower in the square.”

This time, Agares took Evelia’s notebook and pen and drew a picture to make it easy to find.

After drawing the clock tower and the fountain, he even circled the spot where she should climb.

“Hehe Thank you both. I’ll catch a lot of petals and make sure to share them.”

Finally, she got useful information!

Evelia, who had childishly forgotten the incident where the two had quarreled and left sulking a few days ago, held her notebook dear and smiled bashfully.

Seeing her pretty words of catching the petals of luck and sharing them with them, who lived a life far from luck, the two rulers’ eyes also softened.

“Ah, but who are you going to the Blessing Festival with?”

Agares casually asked.

If you don’t have anyone to go with, you can go with me.

If you go with me, even without climbing on the fountain, I can make you see the best view by carrying you on my neck. I can catch all the petals for you.

“What does it matter who the land thief goes with?”

Ludwig’s red eyes, like an eagle, sharply turned toward Agares.

Even if the land thief has no one to go with, I should be the one to go, why you. Who are you to her?

“Why are you so sensitive about this?”

The two rulers’ brows furrowed.

Seeing the two growling thieves, Evelia sighed and sorted out the situation.

“I want to go with my brother.”

… Both of us are your brothers!

The two rulers turned their heads toward Evelia and asked simultaneously.

“Which brother!”