A God Killed Me By Accident, But I Reincarnated As The 4th Son Of The Marquis

Volume 14 Chapter 5: Barrel Of Milk

Volume 14 Chapter 5: Barrel Of Milk

"Can you call these days a great day?" Jack chuckled.

"...In the academy." He was right; he needed to correct this. 

“By the way, our father had been annoying you about getting some food for them.” Carolyn reminded.

“….Ugh.” Keith groaned.

Melor laughed heartily, “Keith, you’re the only one who would dare scoff at them in their faces.” It was not something anyone else would do...Unless they wanted to die. 

“That’s because they’re getting annoying.” Keith sighed. Those three kings continued to complain about the food. They were especially curious about what that three-course meal tasted like. 

Carolyn muttered, “Do you want me to tell them to shoo away? I can do that with father.”

“…If you do that, he will die.” Julius doted on this daughter, and one word from her mouth would cause him to die! That was how dangerous she was.

"I'm so sorry." Licht had no words to say but to apologize. This was one of the most embarrassing things ever. Alfia was the same as she couldn't speak about it. 

"What about it?" Herrick was the one who tilted his head, "How about you just beat them and get it over with?"

"..." Do you hear yourself?

Arlo held his head, "Herrick, they're kings." If Keith beat them up in public, it would be a crisis! Even if they were hiding their identities, just knowing what happened was enough.

Later in knight class, Keith was riding around with Knight. The two ran through a couple of obstacles and destroyed targets. Patting his head, "Good job, go rest up." He brought him back to the stable to rest up.

Coen gave a weary chuckle, “Keith, you’re really going strong with all of this.” They were surprised about how strong he was doing so. 

"Have too. I need to burn Knight's stamina." The war horse's stamina was not to be trifled with. He needed to make him run rounds to tire him out.

"And why are you guys crying?" Keith noticed how Coen and the others were crying at the sight.

“That’s because you and Knight were basically ramming through everything like it’s nothing.” It baffled them. Are they supposed to do this?

“Did you see Instructor Tennol’s expression?” The woman was baffled by how he could steamroll everything down. It was quite absurd. However, as they continued to walk, he realized there was something odd. That was because a bunch of people were before the gates. 

“What’s going on?” The three looked at one another before they heard a shout, “No one besides family members or orders from the headmaster is allowed in here!” The gatekeeper roared!

“But we just want to meet with the rising star!” “Yeah! We need to talk with him right now?!”

“…It seems like they’re talking about you, Keith.” Jack pointed.

The man’s face was just pitch-black as he stared for a few seconds before turning away.

"Let's go." No need for him to say anything; the faculty got it over. Krystal and Jack glanced at one another before following after him.

Entering the island, he was attacked by a couple of fur balls. Keith smiled, “How were you guys on the island.”

“Farming with Mama Diana.” Eri quietly hugged his leg.

“That’s great! I’m so proud of you!” The group headed over to the kitchen, where there was a giant barrel on the countertop. 

“Why is there so much milk?” Keith knew it came from Gala. But this amount was absurd.

Fira grinned, “Yeah! Eri and I did all of the work to get a lot of milk!”

“…Umm, is Gala alright?”

“Mmhmm! She said it was alright.” They had gotten the cow’s permission.

“Haha, you two did good.” Since they obtained so much milk, it was his job to use it! He knew what to make for dinner. He first sliced potatoes thinly.  

Once he was done with this, he also marinated some beef. With the marinated beef, he made a white sauce. Slowly, he poured the sauce on top. Drizzle oil on top of the thing; the dish entered the oven. Eri tilted her head, “Gentle.”

Keith smiled, “Indeed. Also, I’m going to make a side of brussels sprouts.” It was a nutritious vegetable.

“Okay.”

Carolyn whined, “Aww, it’s brussels sprouts?”  

“You’re eating them. Look at Eri.” The little fox girl ate quite well. She didn’t mind the bitterness at all. She would finish everything on the plate without a question.

Alfia munched on the Brussels sprouts, “But it's bitter." She ate it still, but the bitterness was an issue.