A God Killed Me By Accident, But I Reincarnated As The 4th Son Of The Marquis Volume 12 Chapter 38: Grill Genius

Volu 12 Chapter 38: Grill Genius

The gates slowly opened for the second day; guests flocked in, heading to the sections. There was no speech or anything; only a speaker told them to have fun.

However, what happened next took Coen and the rest of F-class aback, "What in the world?! Why are there so many people?!"

"Are you kidding ?!" Olin cursed. A group of people headed over to their section! The students running the rush bull stall heard the reason.

"I can't forget about that taste."

"It was so delicious."

"Those skewers are so cheap as well. I should co back later for lunch."

The custors were srized by the taste brought about yesterday. That alone had brought recurring custors back. Moreover,

"I want to get that wooden figure! I need a couple of more tickets!"

"Yeah! That teddy bear is so adorable!"

So custors were eager to earn more tickets to cash them for prizes at the exchange stall.

"Can't believe there's so many people here," Olin muttered as he watched the custors enter their stall.

"Believe it! We're only going to go up!" There was no need to be amazed by the number of people heading over. The only action they should be focused on was to provide them with the best experience.

“We want five skewers!” The ordering began. The custors quickly entered the food stalls as they ordered the limit.

"..."

"And the onslaught begins!" Keith grinned as he watched everything go down. He could hear their conversations. So couldn't go to specific stalls due to the long lines. They were making it up today.

As he watched, Coen ca over, “Keith! There’s a situation! The rush bull stall is being bombarded by orders!” Being the head of their attack, they were the ones who had to take care of a majority of recurring and new custors at the sa ti.

The stall required flawless perfection.

“Don’t worry! I anticipated this! Sarfen! Bring squad one over there to assist them!"

"Understood!" The elf nodded as he quickly headed to the stall with a group of three. That alone was enough to calm the situation. But that was not the end of his troubles.

"Keith! We need more people to make the at pies over here! Our n are dying!"

"Olin!"

"On it!" Olin quickly took so students and headed over there for support.

A general in control of everything. Keith handed his orders to F-class; everything was calculated and prepared in advance. Standing on top of the stalls wasn't for reviewing their victory in sight. It was to survey the surroundings and find any issues that ca their way. And he found one right now!

“Helm and the rest in the woodworking stall are being bombarded right now! Coen, send squad two to divert so of the custor's attention to Vera's stall. They will definitely like it as well!" They were searching for sothing interesting; Vera's store was definitely in their category!

Anyone else who saw this would assu they were going to war. But the custors were too focused on the stalls to see this.

“Yes!” Coen nodded. “But we should send more people over to Muriel!" Muriel and a few others were running the new stall. With an addition, specifically for food, there were bound to be many people heading there to try.

“Don’t worry. They will be fine. Muriel is a grill genius.” Keith had realized it. The girl's potential was just dazzling!

…

“I want so salmon bits!”

“Cod for !”

“Understood!”Muriel and the rfolks nodded; their eyes had never left their grills as they focused on making the orders as quickly as possible. It was at break-neck speeds! Even as they finished one, there would be two more orders, which they finished swiftly. Faster custors ant more people.

These ladies were warriors, taking care of the situation! Coen's worry was not needed at all. They were going at a pace that satisfied the custors while not wearing themselves out.

“So delicious!” The people couldn’t help but feel in awe as they ate it. Each fish was flavorful and soft as it lted in their mouth.

“Muriel.”

“Brother!” Muriel looked up to see it was Chelan. He was not alone as there was, “Father! Mother!”

Their father, Virel Aqua Strom, tilted his head, “Muriel, why are you working at a stall like this?” This was concerning and surprising. One, because she was a princess, and two, because it was a food stall.

"Because I'm the grill genius, Father." Muriel gave a wry smile. This title slowly stuck with her because Keith kept calling her this. As he taught her, he witness her abilities with the grill.

"Muriel, you're a princess. You should-"

"Father, Mother. Please don't make this into a big deal." Chelan spoke up, "Muriel was the one who decided to do this. We should support her."

"Thank you, Brother." Muriel smiled.

"Mmhmmm." The parents didn't like seeing their daughter becoming a chef. Their eyes said it all.

Chelan then added, “Can we get an order for everything?” He noticed the items that were there. Most of them were ingredients they had eaten before. But the thod was sothing they never heard of.

"Understood! They'll be done in a few minutes!" Muriel started to increase her speed, which surprised her father and mother. It only took a mont before their orders were handed over.

“It’s the sa fish we’ve eaten every day.” They had eaten them regularly. But to think there would be so much aroma. When they took a bite, that was when they realized the change.

“Delicious.”

“Muriel was the one who cooked this?” The two never expected this; as they ate, it beca clear how they felt now.

“...” Chelan was silent as he savored the fish. So that’s your ideal. There was no need to tell him who caused this.

Knowing this only made the prince's lips curve upwards, prepared to conquer this challenge.

“Hmm, this side of Muriel is interesting.” Chelan’s father muttered as he watched his daughter cook. It was surprising since she was a princess. However, she seed more lively and brighter.

“Chelan, we’ll be staying at the mansion with you and Muriel.”