The Embassy of the country of steel.
After enjoying the banquet of Her Majesty the Empress, Etko was a little drunk.
It was the end of the banquet, but the invited nobles were still gathered at the Embassy of the country of steel.
Today was a day worthy of all of them raising the national flag, and the ironsmiths who won the honor naturally became the focus of everyone’s attention.
The older ironsmiths dealt with the nobles who surrounded them, while alterk was surrounded by the nobles’sons who were the same age as him.
These nobles’sons were basically studying in Nolan, and many of them had played the game of Holy Spirit before.
“I’ve already said that I can fight evenly with Fuya!”
After drinking, Alterk put down the humility in his heart, revealing the appearance that a young man should have and started to boast about his performance on the battlefield.
“Using the words on the spellcaster forum, it seems like Lord Alterk and master Fuya are 50-50.”
