Chapter 51: The Banquet (5)

Chapter 51: The Banquet (5)

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He knew this day would come eventually.

After all, it had only been last fall that he had written a letter to him through the Imperial Quartermaster Polo, who had come to visit Wiven.

Of course, Elric hadnt expected him to come all this way.

I see, so this is a royal banquet in Ferdinand. Its not often that Im invited to a banquet in another country, so its refreshing Well, I hope you all have a peaceful year.

He quickly tore his gaze away from Elric and spoke to the crowd as he moved to the center of the banquet hall.

In an instant, a crowd of people surrounded him.

Elvus Grayman a celebrity is here.

Tyria muttered in a low voice.

It was as if she was about to tell Elric something he didnt know.

Hes known as the Dead Mans Land Commander of the Empire. He became a war hero even before reaching adulthood, actively participating in the war until his retirement due to injuries. His achievements are still legendary, and there are few in the East who do not know his name.

Elric let out a small chuckle full of weariness.

I know that. Ive traveled across the continent after all

Ah well, there was no need to say more.

He swallowed, and to his relief, Tyria let out an exclamation in understanding.

Yes, he is famous in many ways, so I apologize. I was rude.

No. If something like this happens in the future please explain. I do not know much about noble society after all.

His hand reached out, absentmindedly, and covered the back of her hand.

Tyria gave a small nod whilst Elvus was skillfully brushing off all the fuss around him.

Elric was lost in thought.

I wonder if Elvus was the first target of the Moonlings

That was something to think about.

Theyd already tried to assassinate him, although with him, they had had their asses handed to them.

He wondered about the reason why they were targeting Elvus again.

Herein, the reason was one of two possibilities.

Its a lot less riskier to do it here.

Or, his appearance had just been an unforeseen accident.

Either way, this was not a pleasant situation.

Elric was honestly offended.

Why did you come all the way here?

His gaze went straight to Elvus.

The last thing Elric had expected was for him to leave on a leisurely cruise to the east whilesneaking into Ferdinand.

Knowing his temperament though, he judged that Elvus wouldnt deliberately cause embarrassment to him in such a public setting.

However, his appearance was still unexpected.

He couldnt just dismiss it as a whim.

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Behind his aristocratic demeanor, there was always immense calculations behind his actions.

His appearance today must have been part of those calculations.

His eyes locked with Elvus for a moment.

Their lips curled into a smile.

-Well talk later.

His eyes said.

Elric nodded in affirmation.

And so the banquet began in earnest.

Dun- dun- dun- dun!

His Majesty the King is entering!

The king entered.

It is indeed a pleasure to see the faces of my many vassals at the beginning of the year, and this event is even more special because we have such an important guest.

The middle-aged man began to speak in a regal voice.

So, Ill end my speech by wishing you all the best for the year ahead in Ferdinand. Enjoy the banquet.

With a wave of his hand, the orchestra changed its tune once again.

It was the beginning of the ball.

Milady, its time to

No.

Yes?

Elric said, looking at Tyria.

Its a ball, so why dont you enjoy it for a bit? Though, I wont be able to dance with you because of my knee.

Her eyes narrowed.

He wondered if he would be uncomfortable with her dancing with another person, but he couldnt help it.



Elrics brow narrowed.

Elvus smiled wryly.

It would be an assassination aimed at an emissary of the Empire, not me. This position wasnt even mine to begin with, and I only received it last week.

Ah.

So it was because of that.

Elric suddenly understood why the Moonlings had been assigned to this assassination.

The image of the three assassins on their knees begging for their lives flashed through Elrics mind.

What a way to live.

It must have been quite embarrassing for him, given his cowardice, to be replaced by Elvus.

A smirk slipped out.

Whatever youre thinking is right.

Elvus reached out and plucked a flower.

It was a red one.

Im sure youve been keeping up with the news from the western battlefields. Things have really changed there, havent they?

A full-scale conflict is about to begin, and thats when the true war will break out.

Elric could predict his next words.

They were on the tip of his tongue actually.

A great despair for some.

But for others, a great opportunity. You remembered?

Ive heard it so many times.

Have I really recited those words that much?

Elvus chuckled softly.

Then his expression hardened, and his smile turned bitter.

Now though, there are also those who will take advantage of it all.

It wasnt a hard thing to figure out.

An Imperial noble from the East.

A group of assassins targeting that noble.

Thinking hypothetically

What if he hadnt been here? what if it had been the man who was supposed to be the emissary that had been here, not Elvus?

And now, what if the Moonlings assassinated that Elvus?

An Imperial noble was assassinated in the eastern lands.

It was all,

A good cause for war.

Under that mans machinations, another sea of blood was forming.

There is a faction that wants the war to expand to the East. Theyre an allied force within the Empire, perhaps even with some outsiders.

Elvus words made Elrics heart run cold.

How far were they going to take this tiresome war?

Look, Kasha no, Elric. Im going to ask you a question.

Elvus gaze turned to Elric.

Do you have any intention of returning to the battlefield? We need you.

He was serious.

He wanted a direct answer.

The irony in that was somewhat funny.

Suddenly, Elrics mind flashed not to the horrors of the battlefield, not to the memories of those terrible moments, but to a wheat field.

And the face of a woman.

I

His lips parted in hesitation.

Did you two know each other?

That was when a third party broke in.

Both Elrics and Elvus eyes snapped to the direction the voice had come from.

There, approaching them, was a middle-aged blond man with a massive build.

A man they had both never properly met in person.

However, Elric knew his identity all too well.

Count Nimrud.

The man who had ordered the assassination.

Their clear enemy.

What a coincidence.

He smirked.