Dragonflame Tavern Is Open

The mentor of legendary archmage Rusen; The tutor who first taught Empress Velance of the Orlan Empire; The richest merchant in the Silver Empire; The last pureblood black dragon on the continent of Moro. Before she has earned any of these titles, Ina pushes open a rickety, broken-down door. She might as well start by running this tavern! The residents of Misty Town discover that the tavern that closed down has reopened. Its owner is a strange pink-haired girl who sells even stranger food. She pours a spicy red potion into perfectly good fish soup and calls it boiled fish. One bite makes your mouth feel like it's on fire, so why can't you stop eating? She adds dried leaves and lots of little pearls to milk, and calls it milk tea. This has to be food cursed by the gods. It makes people fatter by the day, but one cup today shouldn't hurt... right? Ina manages to kill the black dragon boss Nidhogg just before the game update, earning the inheritance of dragon blood and becoming the game's only max-level player and pureblood dragon. Just as the old saying goes, the dragon slayer becomes a dragon in the end. But before she can enjoy it, the game shuts down for an update. Then she falls asleep and wakes up inside the game, which now has a business management system, inheriting a dilapidated tavern. Does this crisp, refreshing sparkling water have a name? Ina: ...Leibi? You're a black dragon, so why is your hair pink? Ina: Have you ever heard of character customization? Coming soon: [Lord Simulator [Territory Building]], please add it to your favorites! Amber transmigrates into the Western fantasy-style territory-building game she used to play. Her hard-earned max-level territory is wiped clean with a single click, leaving her only a game panel called "Lord Simulator" and one utterly devoted butler. The Emerald Territory is sparsely populated, and its people don't have enough to eat. Seeing the desolate state of the territory's only city, the butler bursts into tears. "Miss Amber is a noble duchess, yet they've exiled you to such a remote territory!" Not long afterward, improved soybeans and corn are intercropped in the Emerald Territory's barren fields. Merchant caravans come and go, three-wheeled cargo bikes travel down wide roads, and rows of brand-new homes fill the streets. The butler smiles at Amber, relieved. "Prince Leo wants to marry you. I sent him packing. A country prince from a fallen kingdom dares to think he could win your hand!" Emerald City grows ever more prosperous, with bountiful harvests, orderly citizens, and a victorious army. Professional schools keep supplying the territory with skilled workers. Butler Miles (straightening his clothes) (taking out his forged prophecy) (shouting aloud): "Lady Amber, our soldiers have been tempered by blood and fire. When will we march on the imperial capital? The Lorraine Dynasty needs a great ruler like you! You are the chosen one named in the oracle!" Amber waves her hands repeatedly. "Butler, choose your words carefully! I have no such intention!" Recently, the White Horn Gazette published an interview. "The secret to getting promoted? Choosing the right boss is essential. After that, just wait for her to carry you to victory." Miles, who went from butler to Imperial Minister of Finance thanks to his boss's hard work, said this. "How do I unwind in my spare time? Whenever the lord asks me to make some dull improvement to a crop, I reward myself with a brilliant idea!" The sorcerer Anthony excitedly showed off his seedless watermelons, thick-skinned grapes, and giant-pitted mangoes. "Why did I come to the Emerald Territory? I really need that thing!" (Specifically, a vocational school diploma from Emerald City.) The renowned mage Florian nodded solemnly. Theme: Good food heals the heart