FVN Chapter 314
Chapter 314
Episode 314
Sandra was looking at the quiet scenery where the reddish sky slowly turned yellow.
‘...How long has it been since that happened?’
what is time
Just as the blue sky turns dark in the short span of a single day, the flow of time was so fast and so steep.
‘Nine years, no... 10 years.’
When I close my eyes, the memories that come to my mind seem like something that happened yesterday, but looking back now, the time that has passed is 10 years.
‘Looking back like that... so many things have changed.’
It was the same as taking the life of a loser to eliminate future troubles in the political arena of the imperial palace, not on the battlefield.
Thanks to this, his family, whose name he can’t even remember, has fallen and his family has been annihilated.
Of course, it all started because her father’s colleague betrayed her, but Sandra didn’t think that was the original reason.
‘...In a way, he taught me.’
Others are everything except yourself.
It was the same for my family and for my co-workers. Sandra thought her father bit the back of the neck because he trusted someone and showed weakness.
‘In this world... the truth that you shouldn’t trust anyone but yourself.’
strong and weak.
trust and betrayal.
‘Those two words don’t even make a difference on a piece of paper. Society and the wild are not very different.’
The really important thing is to decide whether you are a winner or a loser at the crossroads of that fierce survival. After
spinning
the glass round and enjoying the rich flavor of the wine with her sense of smell, Sandra finally opened her mouth.
“...Didn’t I tell you clearly? Peria? There is no need to doubt her.”
Sandra, who put down her glass, turned her head and looked at Feria. Feria glared at Sandra with a clear strain on her face.
“That’s it! I know! But...”
“But?”
Knock-
Sandra moved her index finger.
It’s a gesture to keep talking.
Feria raised her voice while trembling with a frightened face.
“Isn’t that strange! That he was lucky enough to be washed up on the Isle of Women, and that he lost his memory so that the guards could not interrogate him! Sandra, do you really believe that?”
Sandra frowned as if she was fed up with Feria’s feverish look and turned her head again to look at the sunset.
“okay. As you said, the odds are slim...”
Peria, who thought he trusted her, brightened her face. But that is only a momentary illusion.
“but. It’s not something that can’t happen. The fact that I, who was nothing more than a fallen nobleman, can reign in the King’s Islands... It is only possible because I won the battlefield where everyone predicted I would lose.”
Rather, Feria shut her mouth in resentment at the sight of Sandra enjoying the wine leisurely again while covering the impure molecules.
Why has Sandra, who has shown her iron-blooded rule while excluding any possibility under strict discipline, changed like this? And what was the reason for giving such special treatment to a guy who was nothing more than a stranger?
“...You’re not like the usual Sandra-sama.”
Peria thought.
He was a loyalist who had won numerous wars until he reached his present position, so he must have the qualifications to make such a statement.
But Sandra swept the blindfold away and spoke in a cold voice.
“...Peria? i don’t trust humans Even if it’s you...”
“Sasandra-sama...”
“If you are, you would know why I created the Isle of Women, right?”
Plus, how nice is it that you don’t even have to wear clothes because it’s hot?
“there! you newbie! Would you like to go to dinner with me?”
In the end, let Sandra point out one cock. The girl who was called a rookie shook her head.
“...No, I’m fine. I’ve just decided to eat minimal meals here when I’m about to die.”
How terrible would the grilled wild boar meat of the mercenaries be for Kim Eun-ah, who has been tamed with the finest ingredients among modern cuisine?
Kim Eun-ah put the tableware on the plate with a rotten expression.
‘I miss Sumire’s food...’
How nice would it be if I could eat Sumire’s food now?
“Aren’t you going to the dinner party? Newcomer, will you regret if you miss this opportunity?”
No matter how much the big member persuades Eun-ah Kim, she loses interest in cooking on the Isle of Women thanks to the horrible meal she just had.
“that’s right! How many delicious foods are there! And I heard that the beauty of the VIP who came this time is not normal!”
“I heard about the maids too! Something beautiful and mysterious is like...”
But that was only for a moment.
My ears perked up at the story that I couldn’t possibly pass by.
There was only one person who could have expected Kim Eun-ah if there were so many hymns pouring out of people’s mouths.
“...What does that VIP look like?”
What if.
If Shin Yoo-seong was the honored guest whom the people of the Isle of Women praised unanimously, they had to meet without suspicion.
“If you’re that curious, why don’t you go and see for yourself?”
In the end, Kim Eun-ah, who had no choice but to nod her head in agreement, pondered.
‘But if Yooseong gets hit...’
What kind of appearance has he changed into so he can’t stop being praised? Kim Eun-ah tried to stretch her imagination somehow, but it was hard to predict.
* * *
“Well then Master Sumire! How do you organize the menu...”
Sumire, who was not even a chef, was given the grand title of master, so he was in an important position at this dinner party.
“...Umm I will.”
Also selecting the menu.
Also deciding on the recipe.
Also cooking.
Sumire’s role in this dinner party. The weight on Sumire’s shoulders was too heavy.
“If I could find out who the VIP is... what kind of food he likes on a daily basis, I would be able to decide the menu more clearly!”
However, despite Sumire’s worries, the maids could not give a clear answer.
“Aside from the fact that she is incredibly beautiful...”
This was just a hint given to Sumire.
“You say you are very beautiful?”
However, there was someone who came to mind for Sumire with just such a fragmentary hint.
That person was the most beautiful person in Sumire’s life so far.
‘no way!’
If the curse of the island of women made her a ‘woman’ body, the current Chan Chan would be the person who would suit her better than anyone else.
‘Mr. Yooseong!?’
If the line of reasoning was narrowed down like this, the menu selection was so simple. Now, Sumire’s quest is to make food that Shin Yoo-seong will like!
“I’ve decided!”
Confident about the menu for the most beautiful person on the Isle of Women, Sumire raised her hand.