Chapter 6.1
Raising the Northern Grand Duchy as a Max-Level All-Master
Fifteen Days Later
A group of individuals appeared in Haven.
All five were mounted on horses, their faces concealed under robes, with glimpses of metallic armor showing underneath. It was clear to anyone that these were people of significant status.
The horses they rode were majestic, exuding an aura of grandeur that even an untrained eye could appreciate.
âElite mercenaries or knights!â
The guard at the city gate, observing them, tensed and called out for them to halt.
âStop!â
At the command, the five riders pulled their reins, slowing their pace.
âWhere are you coming from, and what is your purpose?â
As the riders came closer and stopped, the guards asked in a stern yet respectful tone.
âWe are here for business in the Magic Realm.â
The man at the front responded coldly, showing something from within his robes.
âTh-The High Tower?!â
The man revealed an insignia that signified he was a knight of Renslet.
âSalute!â
The guard, upon recognizing the insignia, immediately straightened, saluting sharply.
âY-You may pass!â
Thus, the five knights entered Haven.
âQuick, report this to the captain!â
Behind them, the guards hurriedly sent a subordinate to inform their superiors. Knights from Renslet were a matter for both the city guard captain and the mayor to be aware of.
âAre you planning to meet the mayor and the guard captain of Haven?â
Sensing the commotion from behind, one of the knights asked the senior knight beside them.
âNo, we wonât be staying long.â
The senior knight, whose figure was noticeably smaller compared to the others, shook their head. The voice beneath the hood was unmistakably that of a woman.
âStill, riding for so long has made me hungry.â
The senior knight murmured, rubbing their stomach.
âShall we dine at Pollyâs Inn right away?â
One of the knights asked, overhearing the comment.
âI already have a place in mind.â
The senior knight shook her head.
âUnderstood.â
âYes. I received a letter from Polly, who highly praised the food at a place called Jackâs Inn.â
âPolly did? But why would someone running an inn praise another inn so much?â
âIn his letter, he asked me to eat there but stay at his inn instead. Jackâs Inn, apparently, isnât big enough to accommodate five horses.â
âPolly is indeed an honest and honorable person.â
âhe seems to be.â
âJust how good is the food?â
âIf Polly praises it this much, it must be extraordinary.â
Though the other four knights merely followed the senior knightâs decision, they couldnât help but feel curious.
âFor now, letâs take the horses to Pollyâs Inn.â
âUnderstood. Still, itâs hard to imagine a dish surpassing Pollyâs cooking.â
âIf he praised it this much, it must at least be comparable. Letâs hurry and unpack.â
Hungry and eager, the five knights urged their horses toward Pollyâs Inn.
âHmmâ¦?â
On their way, an unusual sight caught their attention.
In front of a seemingly ordinary inn, a long line of people stretched down the street.
âForm a line! Get in line!â
A boy, who appeared to be in his teens, was organizing the crowd into three distinct groups.
The groups were peculiar: one consisted of poorly dressed people holding bowls and spoons, another of modestly dressed individuals, and the last of those dressed in finer attire.
âTakeout line! Ten people, step forward!â
Then, a man who seemed to be the innkeeper emerged from the inn. His arm was bandaged, and he ushered the queued people inside. The poorly dressed individuals entered, holding their bowls. Moments later, they came out with bowls full of stew, their faces beaming with satisfaction.
âGuards and officials, this way!â
Occasionally, people who looked like soldiers or officials bypassed the lines and entered directly.
âThat must be the inn Polly mentioned.â
The five knights from Renslet widened their eyes, surprised by a scene far more unexpected than the letter had described.
The five knights from the Northern Duchy, commonly referred to as the High Tower, momentarily observed the bustling Jackâs Inn before leaving to drop off their horses.
At Pollyâs Inn, the largest and most luxurious inn in Haven, the knights noticed something peculiar.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âItâs lunchtime, yet itâs so quiet.â
Looking around the unusually deserted inn, they raised their eyebrows in confusion.
âItâs because everyoneâs eating at Jackâs Inn, knights.â
An employee of Pollyâs Inn politely explained.
âOh⦠We saw it on our way here.â
âThese days, the entire city of Haven goes crazy during mealtime.â
âIs it really that good? I caught a unique smell of stew as we passed by.â
âIâve tried it myself. In all my life, Iâve never had stew that delicious.â
The employeeâs dreamy expression as they spoke made their mouth water.
âThe innkeeper Polly isnât here? Where is he?â
The knights asked, looking around for him.
âheâs probably standing in line at Jackâs Inn right now. heâs completely hooked these days.â
âHeâs lining up at a competitorâs inn?â
âHe says heâs researching their recipe and goes there every day.â
The knights from Renslet were dumbfounded by the peculiar situation in Haven.
âIs it really that good?â
âStrange. Pollyâs cooking is already exceptional.â
âStew is just stew. How much better can it be?â
âMaybe they just use a lot of salt?â
âIf itâs that good, wouldnât it be expensive?â
Their curiosity only deepened.
âTell us more.â
One of the knights tossed the employee two silver coins, requesting more details.
âWe noticed the lines consisted of people dressed in various ways.â
âThatâs right. The food at Jackâs Inn isnât very expensive. A bowl of stew costs about two copper coins.â
âTwo copper coins for stew? Thatâs not expensive?â