As for the middle-aged man, he was the owner of this restaurant, and it was also his home. He didn't leave this place.
"It appears to be closed. There's only one man here, and even he's sleeping," Caen muttered. He walked towards the man and shook his shoulders. "Wake up."
"Huh? What?"
The man suddenly opened his eyes, still slightly sleepy.
As his eyes opened, the first person he saw was Caen. However, the next person his eyes fell on was enough to make his face go pale.
"Y-your Majesty!"
He stood up in respect before going down on his knees.
"Is the restaurant closed?" Milena asked. "I was hoping my guests could have something delicious to eat."
"Ah, I sent them home because of the warnings by the lordships. They are all at their homes. But you don't have to worry! I can prepare the best dish of our restaurant personally for you all!" The man declared.
