Fantasistas that attract different worlds - unique in "Limit Breaking Stats," "Cheat Skills," and "A Lot of Creatures (Friends)," but I want to relax and live ~

In the evening, a dinner party began at the fortress.

Earl Elena attended a dinner party in the Earl of Helsing's Territorial Castle before, but it was overwhelmingly larger than then.

Well, at that time, it was just after the recapture of the Earl of Helsing, who was essentially dominated by the Claw of Justice, and I dared to have a simple dinner party.

Nevertheless, it's a glorious dinner party that feels like Duke territory.

However, the Duke of Euphemia said it would be a simplified dinner party, so it might still be a more modest dinner party.

Anyway, the number of people is amazing.

This time, all the nobles in the territory are allowed to participate, so it looks like everyone is in a rally state.

I'm overwhelmed by that number.

The dinner party itself is a standing meal, so it may still be simple, but it looks gorgeous because of the large number of people.

It also makes people feel that the number of meals and drinks prepared and the number of service staff are too much.

Earl Sayburn had three Earls, four Vicomtes, seven Barons, eleven Quasi-Bars, fifteen Knights, six One-Generation Honorary Barons, nine Honorary Quasi-Bars, and eighteen Honorary Knights.

This is an amazing number because all of those nobles are participating and bringing their wives and sons and daughters with them.

Especially this time, we can meet "Witch of the Light Pillar", "Witch of the Beast", "Fairy Goddess" and "Hero of the Salvation Nation", so most noble families participate in the total outflow of their families.

The Duke of Euphemia laughed and said that, but he still feels uncomfortable being called "the hero of the Savior."

It feels itchy somewhere.

If I count again, there are 73 nobility gates... including the title of honor.

And even if a house of nobility brought ten, it would be seven hundred and thirty.

This inevitably makes it look like a luxurious dinner party.

By the Duke of Euphemia, my people had a separate room.

You should be in that room tasting the same food that was served at the dinner party.

It is a thankful consideration because you can eat plenty without hesitation.

Not as a substitute, but I'm supposed to be Nia of "Fairy Goddess" and "Hero of the Salvation Nation", so I'm not compulsorily participating...

Still... it's an incredibly large room.

As far as the big hall is concerned, it feels like a big hall.

The Duke of Euphemia said that the biggest oversized hall and the large hall across the street were set up as dinner rooms.

It seems that dinner parties large enough to use these two halls are only held occasionally.

And when using these two halls, it seems that the superior aristocracy often enters the superior hall, and the inferior aristocracy below the baron often enters the superior hall.

It's not a rule, but it's customary.

However, even though the baron is a junior aristocrat, there are many aristocracy who are entrusted with guardianship and important positions, so it seems that most of them are in super large halls.

The distinction between this hall is only customary and does not prohibit going and going, so even lower aristocracy can freely enter the super-large hall, and even higher aristocracy can move to the larger hall to deepen the relationship.

I feel like... I just want to eat at the corner of the big hall, where the lower nobles are at the center.

The lowest knight of honor.

But... of course not, there was room in the oversized hall next to the Duke of Euphemia.

Since it is a standing meal format, there is no fixed seat, so you can move around freely and have a chat.

And if you want to sit down, I have a chair, but in my case, a designated seat or designated space has been reserved...

"I see you for the first time. Sir Sylveron, I am Lanzard-Speird, consul of the Duke of Sayburn.I've heard rumors from Euphemia.I would also like to thank my daughter Lang for taking care of her. "

The Duke of Euphemia first introduced me to Count Speird, the First Consul.

An old gentleman with brown hair mixed with gray hair and beard.

I think I'm in my late fifties, but I have a beautiful, young aura with a stretched back.

He holds the position of First Consul, so politically speaking, he is the number two position in this territory.

The Duke of Euphemia is able to open his territory frequently, presumably because he is doing his job well.

And as I've heard before, Count Speird is also Mr. Lanson's father, fifth in the Knights of Seylou rating.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Sir Grim-Synobelon. Thank you very much."

I said hello without fail. [M]

"Sir Sylveron, Lance is already twenty-eight years old...I'm in trouble saying that I can't think of marrying a man who is stronger and weaker than me.Above all, I have publicly declared that I believe in Yufemia and serve Yufemia more than marriage.....I'm in trouble.Would my daughter Lansing please join us in the last seat of Sir Sylveron's Bride?I've got permission from Yufemia-san.... "

Count Speird suddenly cut out an amazing story for me in front of him.

The Duke of Euphemia's right-hand man, the town of the realm... why all of a sudden...?

It sounds like I'm talking about getting my daughter to be my daughter-in-law... but why at this time?

Well... during the dinner party in the Count of Helsing, all the nobles came together and appealed to my daughter and asked me to let my wife do it openly.

Meet me at dinner... that's not the kind of place to get married... right?

Still, there was a disturbing word... my “bride”!?

Is there such a group!?

... no, I don't!!

Besides... what is the Duke of Euphemia's approval?!

What do you mean!?

You have that kind of authority... as a manager...?

... no, that's not true!!

I mean... I don't know!

I smiled bitterly... and saw the Duke of Euphemia.

"Uncle Speird, you should leave that to me. You're in such a hurry."

The Duke of Euphemia smiled badly and slapped Count Speird on the shoulder.

What is that!?

I knew the Duke of Euphemia... something was moving?

"That's right... I'm so worried about my daughter... I'm sorry.Sir Sylveron, I will take good care of the Sabahn administration, so please take care of Euphemia and the ladies.I don't mind if I ask my daughter. Ha ha. "

Count Speird straightened his collar as if he had regained consciousness and made a playful smile at me.

I still had no choice but to laugh bitterly... but he seemed to be self-fulfilled and left...