"Your Highness, the wielder of Joyeuse has arrived."
"I will be there in any moment."
After spending three hours pondering how she should pursue her "first love," Tinuviel finally calmed herself down. No matter how shook she was by the revelation, she needed to be professional when greeting the guest.
"Let's go."
Nodding her head at Nissena, she headed out to meet the representative of Frachtenhein with Nissena on her side.
Just like Braxtein, Frachtenhein Kingdom provided its representative with an army. Tinuviel could already feel the fierce aura they were exuding from afar.
The amount of soldiers the wielder of Joyeuse commanded was thrice the amount of the soldiers Basil commanded. Unlike Basil's soldiers however, his soldiers were not sensible enough to adjust their pressure.
They were, after all, there to help, not to declare a war.
"How impolite! They are the one asking for help, but we are the one who have to wait."
