No one knew when the New Year celebration customs of this world had been passed down. According to Blanche, it seemed this festival had existed since the early days of the Empire, carrying the meaning of ringing out the old and welcoming the new.
Lurans's birthday also happened to fall on this day, so December 28th was a doubly joyous occasion for the nobles of the Wushan Territory.
At five in the afternoon, before night had fully fallen, the banquet had already begun.
Today, Lurans was dressed with rare formality. As the host, he welcomed the arriving nobles and raised his glass in celebration.
The nobles, even the ever-critical Earl Jesus, raised their glasses and offered their birthday wishes.
Ronin, dressed in formal attire, naturally wouldn't miss this banquet.
Here, besides Lurans and Blanche, he had become the third center of attention.
"Ronin, will you be participating in the Knight competition later?"
