Chapter 55: The Banquet (9)

Chapter 55: The Banquet (9)

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After a few more days, their time in the capital came to a close.

If he had to attend one more day of the banquet, he was going to run out of steam.

A quarrel had broken out with an out-of-touch young man, an assassin was sent for him, the assassin happened to be a messenger of the expansion of the war to the East, and the target of the assassination was Elvus Grayman, a close friend.

It was all such a big coincidence that it made him laugh out loud.

So much for having a good time.

Now, it was time to return to their mansion in Yubin.

Elric turned to Tyria, who was ready to leave, feeling much more relaxed.

Its been an eventful outing.

It has been, indeed.

Tyria nodded, her expression brightening for some reason.

It made Elric proud for some reason.

So Elvus meddling did come in handy after all.

Ever since hed declared himself Portmans ally, Tyria had been surrounded by nobles from other provinces.

And, although their relationship had grown closer for the sake of mutual benefit, any unpaid favors wouldnt work to the disadvantage of Portman.

Tyria was well aware of that, and she spent her days working her way through the invitations and trade circuits of many private parties.

Not one to show her emotions, she had blurted out.

-It was a lucrative banquet. Im satisfied.

She had said.

Milord, the carriage is here!

The carriage they would use for their return came as scheduled.

There was a part of him that wanted to drag Tyria back onto the train one more time and watch her panic, but he knew hed have to bear a level of resentment he couldnt afford to bear once they got back.

As they climbed into the carriage, Tyria began to make a face that seemed to indicate her displeasure with the rattling carriage.

He couldnt help but stare.

After Elvus question, he had finally noticed a side of himself that had started to stir.

He just didnt want to leave her side.

It was an uncomfortable thought, and one that made every moment of silence feel more comforting than anything Elric had ever felt in his life.

Then lets go!

Aldios voice shattered the silence with a Yee-haw! and a horses whinny.

At that moment, Tyria spoke.

Were finally going back to our house.

The word our rippled through his mind.

Elric found it so impactful and welcoming that he let out a small laugh and replied.

Yes. Were going home.

Thinking about it, savoring its flavor, Elric found himself feeling quite refreshed.



Duke White, Kingdom of Armin.

Somewhere in a great mansion, a man sat in the dressing room of the great hall, reading a newspaper.

He was none other than Edward White, the Goldsmith.

He clicked his tongue and pulled his lips apart.

Well, well, well, you fool.

He turned the newspaper, the same eastern daily that had sent the Kingdom of Ferdinand into a frenzy.

Assassinating Elvus Graham, and in Ferdinand where that demon is present? This guys sure got big balls.

How many would actually know about that fact?

Not knowing and committing the act is the bigger issue. Its proof of incompetence.

Edward didnt dismiss his assistants comment so quickly, adding an explanation.

Thats why I cant stand those Alton guys. No, to be precise, that damn guy whos utterly insufferable.

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The poor Moonlings too. If I were in their shoes, the moment I realized I was being manipulated by them, I would retire from the industry immediately.

The Thousand Blades, one of the Seven Continental Powers.

He was the shadow that guarded the Alton Kingdom.

There was one fact that most citizens of the continent, and even the majority of the Moonlings top brass, didnt know.

Shareholder applause echoed throughout the room.

Edward rolled his eyes and turned to the two men he recognized as majority shareholders.

Okay, first of all, that man has sent his usual proxy.

He supposed that he could ignore this one.

So then the other one was

Hey, Nincompoop!

Shed come in person.

Edward flashed a tentative smile.

Lady Ygret, how long has it been?!

Edward spread his arms wide and began to walk towards her lightly and gracefully.

At the end of his walk was a petite woman with long crimson hair that reached down to her hips.

She had fair skin, a face full of freckles, deep dark circles under her eyes, and prominently accentuated crimson irises.

What could he say?

She was none other than the siege weapon of the Calbaran Kingdom.

A Seventh Circle Mage, the Chloride Ygret

Who are you trying to cuddle?!

Bam!

Her outstretched hand landed squarely on Edwards hip.

Ack!

It was a close call that could have been what ended the White family name.

Whether she realized that or not, Ygret continued, chuckling whilst punching Edward in the shoulder.

Long time no see, boy, what have you been up to?

Ive been well, working and traveling.

Everyones so busy these days, with the war and all. Its such a bother.

Her mouth twitched.

It was understandable.

For a woman who practiced devastating magic of the highest circle, she had an uncharacteristic tendency to stay out of battle.

Edward suddenly remembered the past.

There had been a single event that had caused her to turn her back on the battlefield for nearly a year.

-Kasha, hes gone? Why? Why? Why?!!!!!!

And that was the disappearance of Kasha the Sword Demon.

That day, Ygret had screamed at the top of her lungs.

-Why! Where did he go! Aaaaahhhh!!!

It had all started as a grudge match made worse by her diminutive size.

The day they had met on the battlefield, Ygrets diminutive size had caused Kasha to mistake her for a child, and so he had kicked her in the ass, knocking her out cold.

It had only been a short while after that that Ygret had joined the siege of Chevors Capital, vowing to destroy all that he stood for.

It was another one of Ygrets questions that jolted Edward out of his reminiscing.

By the way, you still havent heard anything about Kasha, have you? I told you to find him.

Ygret asked in a threatening tone.

Edward thought of Kasha, who was probably in the territory of Yubin at the moment.

Hes living a quiet, good life with his wife? Hahahahaha.

How could I ever say that?

In that very moment, the foul-mouthed woman would probably head straight to the East to turn it into a sea of fire.

Im still trying with all my might haha.

Eh, useless.

Ygret grunted, biting her nails.

Edward clamped his mouth shut and muttered to himself.

Theres really no one more obsessed than her.

After all, there was no reason for one to be so upset about a mere ass-kicking.

This was the reason why those who grew up in delicate environments were no good.

Edward had to repeatedly keep reminding himself in his mind not to say things that shouldnt be said to a majority shareholder who owned 10% of the company.

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