Noise.
Lots of noise.
A banquet!
Lots of colors- lots of light and lots of decoration.
About a hundred or so people.
Mostly nobles, commanders… and us.
If they were planning on trying to assassinate us through our drinks or food…. Wow- not a bad idea.
Too bad I had kitty-
'Oh wait… kitty…'
Sigh.
Regardless- I had antidotes and potions with me, just in case.
"Lord Gain," A man bowed.
Actually- there was a lot of bowing.
Apparently, I was the highest-ranking guy in here… though in reality- I wasn't even a noble and kind of just declared myself an Archduke and stuff…
'Technically I'm a prince though…' A prince of a country that no longer existed…
"You must be lord Tribe." I also bowed- or made the gesture of bowing.
Most of the people in here were either viscounts or counts.
They even bought their families…
'What the hell are you people even thinking…'
