The door is opened and Patrick enters the dining room.

"Well done, Patrick! No, Viscount Snakes!

"Uncle Trolla, please don't do this, I'll do it on Patrick as usual. If you're a Kingsguard, are you on vacation?

"No, because Decause says maybe we should call him Viscount, so we're on vacation this month"

and, says his uncle, Trolla, that his eldest son, Decause,

"No, it's the Viscount, it's the Major, and I was wondering if you'd like to call it off. Well, if Patrick says we can call it that, the official venue would be a mess, but if it's the inner circle, let's just do it the way it always is."

And, says Decause.

"Patrick, it's been a while. Let me hear you talk straight about your work."

And I said, Decause's brother, Broth.

This is a muscular macho man, 5 years younger than Decause, who looks like a Canaan family. She has brown hair and is a little shorter than Decause.

He is now the man who leads the Canaan army.

"Brother Broth, it's been a long time! Hey, I was very accomplished, but I did my best ~"

For Patrick, Broth was also what he should have called his brother.

He is one of those who received an audition with Decause.

"Brother Pat! Let me talk to you about the war!

I said, three sons one below Aisha, Arlen. Even though I'm younger, I'm taller than Patrick.

"Arlen looks good, too. All right, let me tell you something."

So Patrick sat in a chair and the men's war story continued until dinner.