Chapter 44 – 4. Gynecology and Rare Earths (4)
It was only after the turmoil in the banquet hall had subsided to some extent that the delegation of the Camag Tribal Union showed up. The knights, who sat down first and did not raise a glass or touch the food out of consideration for those who had not yet arrived, took notice of the man who appeared.
“Welcome, Chief Temur.”
Oriane, who was sitting in the seat of honor, stood up from her seat and opened her arms. As the deputy lord who governs the frontier Baekryung, she handed over her gestures of hospitality and revealed her intention of friendship.
“Thank you for the invitation, Madame Lemoyn.”
The meeting between the chief and the chief is always tense. Excessiveness can also be proportional, and proportionality can also be excessive. If it’s severe, neither side has any intention of blaming the other, but there are cases where it goes with the flow.
Fortunately, unlike his rough appearance, Temur was a man who was thorough in manners. Surprisingly, he nodded his head in an appropriate manner that did not go against the standards of this frozen land, and took his entourage, including Sorgal, and sat down in turn.
“Let me introduce you. This is Sir Mathieu Peltier, a loyalist who gave his whole life for our family. Sir Baptiste, Sir Henri, Sir Giraud, and Sir Dupuy, who are also in service after him…”
Mathieu got up from his seat and approached, and he immediately held out his hand. It was too bearish for a leader of the Knights faction, who had a strong tendency to reject foreign powers. In particular, some members of the delegation were very embarrassed because they had experienced facing swords with him.
“I have heard of the reputation of the unbreakable. The old man is a swordsman named Mathieu Peltier.”
“Chief Temuroeda. He is happy to meet the mighty man of the frozen land.”
Temur stood up and took Mathieu’s hand. It was a sight that would bewilder anyone who knew the history of the border. It was a scene where warriors who couldn’t find an answer other than killing each other were reunited.
“Okay then everyone.”
Oriane looked at the reconciliation with delight and raised her glass. She announced the start of the banquet by preparing for a drink with everyone.
“Shall we toast to the peace of the frozen land?”
“… For!”
The crowd united and shouted. After that, she emptied the glass and cheered up. Her Marquis Madame was no exception. Unexpectedly, Oriane, who was a horseman, poured strong distilled liquor into a beer glass and passed it with a gush, unlike the envoys or knights.
Coincidentally, the colors of the two drinks were similar, so Rome was the only one who noticed.
“Madam, you drink too much… ?”
Calling for her maid who was near her, Orianne looked back at him with a smirk. He drank in haste, so I thought he must have been a bit drunk, but his talkative face was indeed unusual. After filling her glass with her own water, she emptied it again and asked.
“Does it look like that?”
“… No.”
“Whoops, it should look like you’re drowning in grief and drinking.”
Was it because of the fear? She won the loyalty of the knight faction with her exquisite performance, and it seemed that her tension was relieved thanks to her. Now, as if they were having fun at all, it was to the point where the knights at the Round Table below me were drinking with a gloomy expression whenever they saw them.
“Besides, when else would you like to drink?”
Oriane whispered. Thanks to her, Rome, who looked at her and attached her words, was gradually becoming a killer in the minds of the knights who were watching her. Perhaps, in their eyes, they seemed to be seen as ruthless people who coveted the margrave’s wife with the family behind them.
“Still, controlling enough to preside over a banquet…”
“Eh, Sir Dior is the one who will lead this alliance from now on, anyway.”
Rom blinked with a punched expression. Marquis Marquis, who was sitting next to me, was unexpectedly looking exactly in the direction Yeongji was heading. He also suggested that he was willing to hand over his power to him with his amazingly keen insight.
“I’ll stay like this under pressure. If you need anything, pretend to whisper to me and say it. Then, even those who still feel awkward and uncomfortable will unite in their anger towards you?”
“Somehow, I’m starting to get scared of you.”
She said, “I’ll take it as a compliment. She also drinks to her heart’s content her. Isn’t it the duty of the lord to take her breath away from her?”
Oriane suddenly changed to a somewhat forlorn expression and put down her glass of her. At the round table on the side of the knights, there were some people who seemed to be resentful of the situation and suppressed their emotions. It was according to the judgment of the frighteningly sharp wife of the Marquis.
‘It’s difficult, but you put all the fun into it…’
Rom, who was scratching her head, played a mean-spirited villain to match her expression her. In any case, it must have been a golden opportunity.
“Chief Temur.”
“Romuald of Dior.”
He opened his mouth to Chuck Temur, who was intimidating the Marquis’s wife, and opened the plan.
“As you can see, your wife is very positive about the alliance with Camag.”
“That’s good.”
“But before that, it seems like there are a few things that need to be corrected. For example, regarding the disposition of the vice-count and the four barons.”
Originally, the agreement between Rom and Oriane was to include Kamag in disposing of the five retainers. It was because it was a sufficient justification for them to engage in the slave trade only to take care of their own interests and upset the situation in the north.
The important thing is that we need to let people know that the Margrave’s proposal for an alliance is not a makeshift solution to avoid a short-term situation. Furthermore, after formally proposing the development of a snowfield trade route, long-term friendly relations are established.
‘However, the situation has changed due to the unexpected intrusion of the knight faction.’
Temur had been tipped off by Rome early on that he knew that Lemoang’s proposal for an alliance was by no means light. However, there was no guarantee that Sorgal, his aide his, or other envoys under him would do so. It was reasonable to assume that he still had doubts.
Even if it’s just the faction of knights who are on the opposite side right now.
“Your wife is very sorry for the crime of human trafficking committed by Cobain and his gang against the people of the Camag tribe. However, they are strict subjects of the kingdom of Gaul and vassals of the Margrave, so they must be punished according to our laws.”
So, Rom decided to seal the conflict between the two forces in advance, even if it took a little detour.
“Can you understand this part?”
“… Well, that’s obviously not an easy problem.”
Temur stroked my chin and muttered. It is possible to show disappointment at the way they draw a line apart from the conversation they had in private, but they didn’t seem to care too much whether it was mutual or not that they strictly separated construction work.
“Can’t we find some kind of agreement?”
“Unfortunately, the laws of the country are strict.”
People from the Carmag side began to stir. Some even whispered in their own dialect that they knew this would happen. Yes, disposing of the five vassals is a politically complex issue that cannot be easily resolved.
But at least if you’re seriously considering an alliance, you shouldn’t be rash in making a conclusion about which direction the outcome will flow. In that sense, the reaction the delegation showed was extremely normal.
‘What are you thinking, Romuald?’
Temur stared at Rom with narrow eyes. He tried to read the intention of that article that approached me honestly, apart from a simple profit and loss calculation. Even if it was good to hold a banquet and invite them, to join the knights on the front line who couldn’t help but feel bad because they had crossed swords not too long ago.
It cannot be concluded that trust has been destroyed to such an extent. But it was the truth that I couldn’t understand at all. Until a young knight sitting across from him, Fabian of Dupuy, with a huge hump on his head, jumped up and shouted:
“I object!”
“… ?”
“Since ancient times, Lemoang has respected northern customs as much as strict national laws! The justice of this frozen land was to derive a social consensus that everyone could understand for order, community stability, and the well-being of its members!”
The ignorant, emotion-driven knight spoke his words his quite fluently. Because he was fully armed, he was wary of the envoys, so he defended them against Rom, and before he knew it, he made a strong appeal to Oriane, who emptied his wine into a chest her.
“It would not be right to misinterpret that the deep-rooted northern war started with them, but they must have contributed to today’s existence! But Madame Lemoin and the warriors of the great snow! Why would you reject the opportunity for peace in order to repeat the old ways? If there is no eternal enmity on this earth!”
Absolutly, Fabian, clad in armor, pounded my chest roughly.
“Me! Dupuy’s Fabian dares to declare that he believes that justice must be upright even to comfort the many souls of the Great Snowfield who were sacrificed by Corvin’s gang! And the justice here refers to holding a joint trial and making a legitimate judgment. Dare to say!”
“Right! Daejeo The law of the land is just a means to keep an eye on the people!”
“Lord Dupuy’s words shed light on this poor old man!”
A large number of excited knights stood up, perhaps because of the alcohol. A few even approached the delegation and put their arms around each other without hesitation. Shedding tears or apologizing on behalf of the vassals, he said that if it were Madame Lemoang, she would definitely reconsider.
‘What, did these idiots suck opium as a group?’
‘Is this the Gallic type of cage that we’ve only heard about?’
Those who belonged to the delegation could not contain their embarrassment. Either that or not, the knights glered at Rome in unison, then looked at Oriane and pleaded. They all agreed to reconsider the disposition of the vice-count and his gang so that the justice of this land can be established upright.
“Yeah, do that.”
Marquis Marquis is in a difficult situation due to external pressure. But a woman who follows the will of her dead husband and renews for her frozen land. Even in her drunken state her she opened her mouth as Oriane, who played such a character well, pretended to notice her her rom her.
“Because you seem to be right.”
Shouts like thunder filled the banquet hall. People from the Camag side seemed to have given up understanding now, and began to mingle with the knights with a half-sucked expression.
“Kya! This is an alliance!”
“Is this Northern loyalty?”
“Lemoang! Camag! Lemoang! Camag!”
The agenda on the table was passed without hesitation. First, the disposition of the five vassals, then the conclusion of a mutual defense treaty, which could be called a more strengthened alliance, and the establishment of a joint residence area through a step-by-step process.
‘Sorgal.’
‘Yes, warchief.’
‘Romuald must have played some trick?’
‘Just pretend you don’t know. That’s good for us too.’
Temur and Sorgal exchanged silent glances, then nodded.
‘Scary guy…’
‘If it’s okay, don’t pretend to be with that bastard.’
Rom and the group of knights met each other’s eyes, raised their glasses and grinned.
‘Have you seen it, Dior’s son of a bitch!’
‘What was the intention, but…’
‘Things won’t just go your way!’
‘What the hell are you, Gerard, who took these bastards and defended the border until death…’
‘Bloke! Wait a moment. I’ll give you strength equal to the amount of disloyalty you committed to your wife!’
‘I’m really going…’
