In the former Valstine territory some kind of troublesome problem was occurring.
To succeed at field practice he had to join Mesterica who had arrived first and also cooperate with the Blade count house bearing provisional rule.
Especially with Cynthia opportunities to act together would likely increase from now on.
Older sister and fiancée candidate.
Building good relations with both was supposed to be the first step as a ruler.
That was how it should have been.
"This vixen!"
"A leftover brother-con who can't leave her little brother!"
"Who's leftover!"
"It's fact!"
"Shut up!"
A roar rang from inside the castle and the window frames trembled violently.
The soldiers lined in front of the main gate all shrugged their shoulders and fine stone powder fell from cracks in the wall.
Apparently they were in a place quite far from good relations.
"Lord Rigel…"
One of the soldiers turned clinging eyes.
"Could you please stop the two of them?"
"No."
"An instant answer!?"
