Kartoffel Translations

Prev  |  TOC  |  Next "Dahlia-san, are you perhaps nervous?" "...Well, a little, no, quite a lot?" What was meant to be a response to Ivano ended up turning into a question halfway through. Inside the carriage, Ivano, sitting across from her, gave a wry smile. He had swept all his mustard-colored hair back and was wearing a dark navy suit, matching both top and bottom. The friendly, approachable atmosphere he had had as a guild member until yesterday was gone, replaced by the appearance of a reliable merchant. In fact, he looked far more like a company chairman than she did. For a moment, she wondered if he could take her place on this trip to the royal castle. She seriously considered the idea. Dahlia, letting out a sigh, was dressed in a teal green dress paired with a jacket of the same color. Her shoes were a shade darker, in deep green. To be honest, it was a bit too warm for her. Her red hair was tied back into a single bundle, and her makeup, though subdued in...

Prev  |  TOC  |  Next Seven days had passed since the Magic Academy's gratitude banquet. There was no doubt that the farce at the banquet had caused a major shock to the upper echelons of the kingdom. The next day, a morning council was convened, and the decisions made on that day at that place were announced. Those who had not been present at the event were astounded by His Majesty the King’s decision, with some even thrown into a state of panic. The King, observing the scene from his throne, cast a cold, piercing gaze. Beside him, the Prime Minister wore a sly smile and watched the flustered nobles with interest. The morning council became chaotic, but His Majesty’s will had already been firmly decided, and there was no way for anyone with the title of mid- to high-ranking noble who had the right to attend the meeting to come up with a reason to overturn it. After the announcement, the castle was thrown into a commotion, like a hornet’s nest disturbed. The mornin...

Prev  |  TOC  |  Next After finishing her meeting with Ivano, Dahlia visited Gabriella's office. She handed over the documents from the Rossetti Company, intending to have them checked by Gabriella in her role as the acting guildmaster of the Merchant Guild. As Gabriella flipped through the papers, Dahlia quietly watched her from the sofa she had been invited to sit on. "These are fine. If Ivano has already checked them, there shouldn’t be any mistakes. I’ll handle the coordination with the other guilds." After just a glance at the papers, Gabriella put them down, and Dahlia finally spoke up. "Gabriella, it’s about Ivano-san..." "Oh my, once I’ve let a man go, I don’t need him back." She must have already predicted what Dahlia was about to say. She smiled at Dahlia with complete composure. "No, it's just... it all happened so suddenly, so it must be causing you trouble." "Trouble? Well, losing one of our assets might be seen as a set...