Before the words were even finished, the bag was ripped open. It was black bean fried snacks.

The wellfried, crispy black beans turned into crumbs in Dracu’s mouth and were swallowed.

‘…It must all taste good. I worried for nothing.’

Even the bean meat for cooking disappeared from its place.

Should it be called a warrior race’s Ma’in meal?

I was unable to speak and just watched for a while as he emptied all the boxes.

“…Huh! What have I done!”

Dracu seemed to regain his senses when nothing was left but garbage, looking greatly surprised.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

“…This is the first time I’ve tasted such an extreme richness. How can it taste like this… Besides, my body doesn’t reject it.”

He murmured in astonishment.

It was a rewarding turn of the organic corner of the mart.

‘That’s how it should be.’

There was no dark energy here, and all he was consuming was vegetable juice.

Dracu, who thought that meat was the only solution, kept being stubborn. But protein could be found elsewhere.

‘It’s not something that can only be solved by consuming meat.’

What the Ma’in body of Dracu wanted, beyond everything, was just protein.

‘What else had a lot of protein?’

As I pondered, I heard a despairing voice.

“I should have eaten sparingly.”

“I didn’t know you’d like it this much. I should have brought more.”

“Is it okay to give me these precious things? You even teach me how to make them.”

It didn’t seem something to be so moved by, but.

‘The more you like it, the better.’

It’s not like I gave it for free.

I smiled, concealing my inner thoughts.

“You can’t keep collapsing.”

Ah, but this was sincere.

If it continued like this, his health would surely decline, and the only option left for the meatrefusing Ma’in would be to return to Barahan.

“I’m truly touched. How can I repay this favor…”

“Actually, I have a favor to ask.”

“Just say the word! I’ll help with anything within my power.”

This was the answer I’d been waiting for.

I concealed my excitement and inquired.

“Really?”

“Yes! Of course.”

Done.

“Then…”

I trailed off, then broached the main topic.

“You’ll have to help me remodel the castle.”

After days of consideration, this castle needed new remodeling.

‘I recognize the cultural differences, but Louis and Evan are human.’

I only thought that redecorating might be a good idea on the second day.

It was only after seeing the children’s toys that I really decided.
‘How should one play with a bottle containing a threeeyed lizard……?’

What about preserving a lion’s head and setting it up like a lollipop?

These series of items were in the children’s toy box.

‘I should have looked through it on the first day.’

It was only fine until Kashar touched it, what filled the deeper parts was the miners’ sincere hearts.

‘Thank you and I’m sorry, but this doesn’t seem right.’

With monster statues and a garden shaped like graves, it was not a state to play in.

‘They did say I could do as I please.’

I had the castle owner’s consent.

I decided to turn the Demon King’s castle into a place where people live.

“That… That’s how.”

My words seemed to shock Dracula, his pupils trembling.

However, I had no intention of backing down.

“The Princes are still young. It will be hard for them to adapt when they return to the imperial palace as adults.”

At my words, Dracula paused for a moment and then nodded.

“……Indeed, that’s true. This is Reinhart, and they are humans, after all.”

Soon convinced, Dracula declared,

“I will sincerely help you. How do you plan to change it?”

“I have already got permission from the butler, and now I’m going to talk to Kashar.”

I planned to challenge a duel in the capacity of the Princes’ nanny and fake lover.

“Is that so? Are you going right now?”

“Yes. The iron must be struck while it’s hot.”

I wish I had a recording device; it was disappointingly missing.

“Then I’ll take you. He should be in his office by now.”

“Thank you. Mr. Butler.”

I was worried about getting lost, so it worked out well.

‘I heard from Eschtra, but it should be more spacious.’

Ruben Castle was set up in a way that hugged the central garden; the main building was in the center, with west and east wings on both sides, interconnected.

‘If it’s an office, is it in the west wing?’

It was where the largest library in the castle was located.

I walked down the hallway side by side with Dracula. Dracula was a little gloomy about having to change the castle he had decorated so nicely.

His appearance was a little pitiable, so I had to offer consolation.

“I’ll bring the one you enjoyed the most earlier tomorrow.”

“Then I request more of those black bean snacks!”

“Will you retrieve the ornaments sent to the kitchen in return?”

“……Yes, I will take them as well.”

Agreement reached. It was on the way to the west wing.

Suddenly a question came to mind.

“By the way, Mr. Butler. How did you end up in Reinhart?”

“Ah, I realize you have not heard anything.”

That’s right.

That person Kashar only showcased fraudulent goods and did not even tell about the castle’s inhabitant.

“Yes. There’s a lot of secrecy… and I never thought I’d see a mine in Reinhart.”

The mines were very aggressive and closedoff, never leaving their territory while serving their king.

“We have served the Duke since before this castle was built.”

That means they had a relationship with Kashar before he received his dukedom.

“Was it since the war?”

“You are correct. You have a good intuition. We were mercenaries of the allied countries.”

“Mercenaries?”

I widened my eyes at Dracula’s words.

The war in which Kashar participated as a disabled person was a battle with the allied countries centered on Vladis.

One of the allied countries, Rebon, was located close to Barahan in terms of territory, and it was said that mines could be rarely seen there.

“We first met as enemies, but we couldn’t dare oppose him.”

The mines that left Barahan were treated like goodfornothings.

From the beginning, these peculiar people were drawn to Kashar’s strength and decided to serve him as their master.
“It’s not just the miners. All the servants working in this castle were those involved in the war.”

Although he had returned with a title, there was no one to serve him, as he was rumored to be mad.

Those made up of war prisoners and orphans were all people who had received Kashar’s favor. Although they were not relatively free to go in and out, they were living contentedly.

‘So that’s why.’

This was why everyone wanted to help Kashar.

I sighed in relief.

‘Whew, that’s a relief.’

I was only able to feel at ease after hearing Dracu’s explanation to the end.

‘I was worried about preparing the Demon King’s seat already.’

The only reason Kashar wanted to become the Demon King was one thing: the continental war.

I really wanted to avoid the mass slaughters.

“Now, we are here.”

The place where Dracu stopped was in front of a large door.

I knocked on the door carefully.

“Come in.”

A low voice was heard.

I cautiously opened the door and went in.

Sunlight was shining through the large window in the office. Kashar was standing there.