Chapter 117
Glug, glug.
Khal leaned against the wall, wine glass in hand, as he surveyed the banquet hall.
Beside him, Behert, an official from Lucon, savored his wine before speaking up.
“What a rich aroma. As expected, Isilia’s banquets have a delightful charm that cannot be found in any other country.”
“The reason you wanted to see me?”
Behert had intended to soften the mood and lead into a conversation naturally.
However, Khal was not so easily swayed.
Slightly narrowing his eyes, Behert finally spoke his mind.
“It is quite difficult to understand why someone with such exceptional talent has been mistreated by the Stark Family all this time. Furthermore, possessing talent equal to that of the Eclat Sept will become a great weapon in the future. I am concerned that you might have displayed your power too prematurely.”
“….”
Khal wore a blunt expression, showing no interest.
Undeterred, Behert continued the conversation.
“Your academic record at Partes Academy is excellent, though your reckless behavior earned you the nickname ‘Ruffian.’ Above all, I was greatly surprised to hear that it was you who successfully executed the study abroad plan for the Elves, who had previously cut off all contact with the outside world.”
“Are you here just to praise me?”
At Khal’s words, Behert shook his head.
“I felt it was a pity.”
“A pity?”
“The fact that despite such outstanding talent, you must be appointed as the commander of Altair, the worst region imaginable. It is clear the Stark Family has failed to fully grasp the extent of your abilities. If that is the case, leaning on the Imperial Family of Lucon might be another way…”
