Episode 337 Undecided (1)
Various nobles attended the banquet, which was held early in the evening.
As it was a place to celebrate the alliance of kingdoms, the number of them was overwhelmingly greater than other banquets.
However, if you ask if the atmosphere of the banquet is good, it is not.
The two kingdoms were originally at war.
It was natural to be uncomfortable with each other.
The banquet hall was divided into two factions.
The nobles of Celia Kingdom and the nobles of Devon Kingdom.
When they gather together and talk, there is no sign of progress between them.
In the meantime.
The atmosphere changed little by little as the princesses of the two kingdoms entered one after another.
Those of the Kingdom of Devon are interested in the princesses of Celia, and on the contrary, the children of the nobles of Celia see the princesses of Devon and express their liking.
Thanks to them, the atmosphere in the banquet hall gradually loosened up.
“You are Princess Celestia. I heard rumors, but seeing it in real life is even more beautiful.”
“ha ha ha. I just started the banquet, so I thought how much fun it would be, but I couldn’t be this happy.”
They were happy, but not Celestia.
She, who had been in a bad mood before, was offended by their flirtation.
I decided to enjoy it quietly, but I get annoyed because I don’t leave it alone.
But she wasn’t foolish enough to say it as it was.
Say it while keeping a smile on your face.
“I’m a little tired, so I’ll go now.”
As I complained of fatigue as an excuse, I heard voices full of worries from here and there.
“I know a pretty famous therapist. If you are concerned about fatigue, it would be good to get treatment at least once.”
“How about taking a walk in the garden with me?”
The dark heart hidden inside is clearly visible.
Anger surged to the top of their head at their words trying to somehow stop them from going, but Celestia suppressed it with superhuman patience.
Her facial muscles twitched.
Seriously enough that Ray would have considered facial nerve decompression if he had seen it.
She smiled and spoke again.
“Thank you for your concern, but I think you’ll be fine after a little rest.”
After being rejected twice, their expressions hardened a bit.
“yes. All right.”
“Then you should go.”
“Thank you for your understanding.”
As Celestia slightly bowed her head and stepped away, they gathered together and frowned.
“She’s calling her princess expensive.”
“I tried to use my patronage to hang out with Celia’s country folk… but they don’t know the subject.”
Once dissatisfied, they turned around.
Then the atmosphere in the two kingdoms began to cool again.
One or two aristocrats who were talking gradually get a strange feeling and stop talking and mingle with each other.
In this case, it would be more accurate to call it a cushion of thorns rather than a banquet to celebrate the alliance.
The time when everyone was just watching.
Eventually things exploded.
A Celia noble who was trying to take the wine spilled it to a Devon noble.
And while the noble who made the mistake was a baron, the opponent was a prestigious marquis.
Even within the Devon Kingdom, the impression of the Marquis Heris, who was famous for his savage temper, had changed to stern.
The baron, who had poured wine on him, hastily apologized.
“I’m sorry.”
As the attention of the audience focused, the Marquis of Harris lowered her voice and spoke.
“Get down on your knees and apologize. Forgive me for that.”
“…yes?”
The baron asked back in bewilderment, but his expression did not change.
“I was told to kneel.”
Celia’s nobles frowned at his words.
It is clear that they spilled the wine, but asking them to kneel is clearly against the etiquette among nobles.
they protested
“It was obviously a mistake on our part, but the request is very rude. Hello, are you sane?”
When a war of nerves broke out, the minstrels finally stopped playing.
It is not already in the mood to resume the banquet.
Devon nobles laughed at them.
“It’s like making a mistake and then shouting loudly. You’re ugly.”
“It must have been intentional to spill the wine in the first place. If it were them, they would be able to do such a thing.”
They are two kingdoms with inherently bad feelings.
Once the trigger was pulled, the emotional goal only deepened.
The Marquis of Harris, who drove the momentum, raised the corners of his mouth.
“Doesn’t Baron Celia Kingdom even know how to apologize?”
“…”
When the baron was speechless, one of the counts of Celia responded on his behalf.
“If it’s an apology, you haven’t done it before!”
“I got down on my knees and apologized. If you have done something wrong to someone, isn’t it the right thing to ask for forgiveness?”
That’s right.
However, if he had to kneel like this, it would be a disgrace not only for the baron’s face, but for the whole kingdom of Celia.
I can’t help but ask for forgiveness.
In a situation where he could neither do this nor that, the Marquis of Harris encouraged the baron.
“You mean you don’t even want to apologize? Celia’s nobles are so naive!”
The baron, feeling responsible for his continued savagery, finally lowered his head.
Celia nobles looked at him and begged him not to kneel, but the baron’s body was already leaning downward.
“Ah…”
“…I can’t see it.”
before his back was bent.
A white hand protruded from behind and lifted him to his feet.
The baron, who seemed about to kneel at any moment, was able to stand up thanks to that.
Ashes fell on the finished rice, the Marquis of Harris looked at him.
There was a young man whose eyes were shining frighteningly blue.
he said frowning.
“What is this again?”
* * *
Ray left the VIP room when the lady-in-waiting announced the start of the banquet.
Following her guidance and passing through the hallway, a strange sound came from outside the banquet hall.
“Get down on your knees and apologize!”
get down on your knees
what kind of situation is this?
No matter how positively you think about it, it’s not something you’d hear at a banquet.
By the time Ray entered the banquet hall, the baron’s body was already leaning over.
He hurriedly raised his hand and asked.
“What kind of situation is this?” I said
“…”
but no one answered.
Instead of answering, there was only the Marquis of Harris glaring at him.
He looked at Ray and thought.
‘Are you the scion of an aristocratic family? You can’t tell when you don’t dare to step out. A fool.’
“What are you again?”
Celia’s nobles were astonished at the Marquis’ words toward Ray.
Who is he?
He is a saint admired by everyone, and at the same time, he is said to have stopped the first advance of the undead.
No matter how insensitive the kingdom of Devon is to the rumors of the saint and dismiss them as nonsense, the status of the saint is not so low that the Marquis of Harris babbles nonsense.
The baron, the culprit behind everything, was startled and tried to mediate the situation.
“I will apologize. Isn’t that enough?”
The baron’s face, which had looked miserable just a moment ago, was now contemplative.
The Marquis of Harris, who recognized this as the attitude of a murderer trying to protect his aristocratic self-restraint, pushed him even further.
“Hasn’t this little boy ruined that! Get down on your knees and pray!”
“Huh!”
The nobles who were watching from behind shook their heads.
The Devon Kingdom must have suffered from the aftermath of the war.
Otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to say this to a saint who is jokingly called a one-man nation.
Ray looked at him incredulously.
After looking around for a while, he calmly asked the baron.
“Why did the atmosphere at the banquet hall become so shit? What the hell happened?”
“That’s…”
The Baron explained everything to him with his head hanging.
From accidentally spilling wine to the present situation.
After hearing the whole story, Ray frowned.
It’s not even worth fighting for.
If he angers him to the extent of spilling alcohol at a banquet or at a place promoting harmony between the two kingdoms, he will face a disastrous end at the hands of the kings.
However, the king is not present in this place.
It is said that in a mountain without tigers, foxes rule as kings.
It was just like that now.
With nothing to see, he became angry like a fire.
“I need an apology! Celia’s mistake ruined the whole atmosphere of the banquet!”
It’s the banquet atmosphere.
Looking at the current situation, the situation would have been like shit even before he came.
Furthermore, the person who is ruining the banquet is none other than the Marquis of Harris.
He was pouring out his anger so fiercely that the musicians’ tunes stopped.
When you drink, you get angry.
However, getting angry to this extent just because I got a little on my sleeve was an anger control disorder.
Ray said to him.
“This isn’t even a kid. I can’t stand to see you whining any more.”
“What is it?”
“If you don’t like Celia, tell your king. How about breaking the alliance?”
A simple quarrel had an effect on the alliance.
The Marquis of Harris furrowed his savage eyebrows.
“Do you think you can be anything!”
When he did not respond to his words, the Marquis of Harris, who regarded it as silence, even ventured to point his finger at him.
“How dare you even mention His Majesty the King! I’m going to show you guys a lesson!”
Even the nobles of Devon rose up against him.
“It is unacceptable for a mere weakling from a small country to insult Your Majesty. Being an alliance with those who look down on the other party like this makes me want to refuse.”
It’s a weak country.
Celia had a winning streak in direct combat against Devon.
After repeated defeats, they could not be dismissed as a weak country.
Arrows of criticism rained down on Ray.
All sorts of insults abound.
When he was testing his patience and updating his limits.
The door to the banquet hall opened and the Duke stepped in.
He had a hard expression on his face at the unusual sound coming from outside.
When he appeared, called the sword of the Sword Master Kingdom, Marquis Harris’ face became more arrogant.
He ran to the duke on his feet and said,
“I apologize, Duke. I was groaning about the ruffians here ruining the atmosphere of the banquet.”
“Are you rude?”
“That guy.”
As I moved my gaze along the fingertips of Marquis Harris, there was a young man with white hair whom I had seen before waving his hand and saying hello.
“It’s been a while Duke Balo.”
“Inooum! How dare you speak!”
The Marquis of Harris was inwardly delighted with Ray’s rude attitude.
The Duke of Valor is a person who values propriety.
He was not a man who would sit still listening to such rude words.
As expected, his face stiffened and he moved.
In less than a second, the young man in front of him would have to lay down his head.
While looking at him with a fishy smile, the Duke slapped the Marquis Harris on the cheek with a thick grip.
Bahah-!
It was clear that he had been slapped on the cheek, but there was a sound of his fist hitting his face with all his might.
After being hit by him, the Marquis of Harris, who flew off three meters, looked at the duke with a puzzled expression.
