Robin sat down on the wooden bench, finally relaxed.

The halls of the Frost Keep were the exact opposite of its name, steaming with the tantalizing aroma of roasted meat and freshly baked fiery bread that, according to Gail, was less than one-ten-thousandth as delicious as Anna's house in Bright Moon, but it was enough to whet Robin's stomach.

In addition to the smell of the food, there was also the overflowing aroma of wine, the rye wine of the north, which, according to Gael, was nowhere near as mellow as that of the city of Kesebella, but still drove everyone present crazy.

The air was filled with the smell of women and warriors, their leather boots rattling the wooden dark floor, a few elderly Itnarians beating a tall drum in their hands, others playing a ponytail harp, and other instruments Robin had never seen before, and cheerful music all around.

Robin was huddled in the middle of a group of girls, and he didn't know where to look except to eat the food on the table with his head down.

At this welcome banquet for the Chosen One, driven by the effect of alcohol and the atmosphere, the enthusiastic warriors of the Frost Fortress no longer took care of their usual image-

Some rolled their sleeves up to their shoulders, revealing their strong arms.

Some of them were disheveled, and as they danced merrily through the hall, most of their bodies were exposed to the air (the Light).

Some people take off their upper body clothes and hang them on their waists, completely exposing their upper body (blinding light).

……

In short, they squandered sweat, shook their hair, and had happy smiles on their faces, jumping back and forth with each other, and the atmosphere of the whole hall was as hot as a flame.

Robin shook his head bitterly, and couldn't help but admire his new squire—

Kaye, the hero from Sekorid, is clearly more comfortable with the occasion than he is, and even says that she mixes quite well.

In the hall, Kaye held a leg of lamb in one hand and a wine glass in the other, unbuttoning her upper body and opening her chest wide, revealing her two strong and full muscles, as well as perfect abs, while matching the pace of the girls on the field, she pressed against the group of hot girls, writhing her hips wildly.

Then she tore the leg of lamb with her teeth, chewed on the delicacy, and shiny her mouth, as she walked past the long tables, stretched out her right hand, and drank with them.

Under Robin's helpless gaze, Kaye even pulled the short leather skirt down to her waist (there should be a holy light here), and then sat down at someone else's long table without any scruples.

Everyone was infected by the blonde and blue-eyed warrior, and the wine in the wine glass spilled on the ground, and many people followed suit, raising the pieces of meat in their hands into the air.

"Sekerrid, I have to say, you're the most likable I've ever seen." One of the big men complimented Kaye, his gaze moving back and forth over her.

"Yes, the Sekorids are really brutes." One of the fighters had red cheeks, apparently drunk.

She burped and slammed the glass in her hand into Kaye's with a heavy, metallic sound.

"But, Hiccup, you're an exception, Hiccup, I like you."

……

Even in the late autumn season, Robin felt so hot that he couldn't breathe.

If it weren't for the difference between men and women, he would have even felt the urge to take off his clothes.

But......

He suppressed, as he had done for the past ten years, and he suppressed this strong inner emotion.

And, very experienced and patient.

Well......

Robin calmed down and cut off a piece of lamb with a knife and fed it to his mouth.

Flashing was lying at his feet, gnawing on the bones.

Food is more appealing to it than playing with wild women.

This made Robin more pleased.

And also......

Robin turned his eyes to the white-clothed guard beside him.

Compared to Kaye's uninhibited wildness, Gail was much more restrained, and in this case, she still sat quietly by her side, doing her duty as a squire.

But that was only until she was drunk.

When the king's guards and the surrounding warriors of the Frost Fortress came over to drink with him, each boasting about his bloody experience and the strange legends of the gods he had heard.

The white-clothed guard, who was overwhelmed by alcohol, soon turned flushed.

This left Robin in shock.

I was especially afraid that this priest guard would be accidentally taken away, revealing Kaye's true identity.

But fortunately, his worries were unnecessary.

Even in this case, Gale seems to be loyal to his duty and loyalty, never revealing a single thing about what happened to them at Sekorid.

She just staggered to the door, threw up, and then turned back and fell onto the long table.

She fell asleep in her drunken breath.

Before she was completely unconscious, she hadn't forgotten to tell Kaye, "Don't forget your master, squire!" ”

Kaye looked back at her in horror, as if genuinely worried about what had happened.

"I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore...... No way......"

Gale muttered, his voice getting quieter and quieter, and his eyes closed heavily.

Robin let out a sigh, looked at the young girl with some amusement, and stood up and draped the garment around her waist and onto her back.

And try not to let your hands touch her sensitive parts.

Call......

With all this done, he let out a long breath and sat back on the bench.

At the same time, a stout hand held a wine cup in front of him.

Robin looked up and looked at each other in a daze—

Grand Duke Rosalind, one of the four horsemen of the kingdom, wore a short linen robe, and his reddish-brown hair was haphazardly tied into a long, thick braid and draped diagonally over his right shoulder.

She had a resolute and well-defined face, and a pair of sapphire blue eyes that were deep and shiny.

On her face, quite a few wrinkles began to appear:

Crow's feet outline her eyes gently, nasolabial folds make her always smile gently, and the wrinkles on her forehead are full of traces of wisdom.

Her skin is rough and dull, but it makes people feel inexplicably good-looking.

Perhaps, it was because of the affinity and heroism exuded by her that Robin was slightly fascinated.

Perhaps, it was Heloise who had played up too much about the Archduke's deeds before, which made him naturally curious about him.

Commoner Grand Duke, Thunder Knight.

This is Rosa Lind.

"Welcome, Chosen One." The other party smiled and said, "To Itnell." ”

"To Itnell." Robin raised the glass in his hand and touched it lightly.

Rosa Lind smiled with satisfaction, and drank the wine from her glass.

Robin followed suit and poured the wine into his mouth.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Damn, it's so spicy!

The moment Robin drank it, he only felt a strong and hot sensation, which spread all over his mouth with the liquid, and then crawled all the way down his throat.

It was like someone else had lit dynamite in his mouth.

"I think you'll get used to it later." The other party laughed, and the corners of his eyes swayed with beautiful crow's feet.

Her gaze gently flicked over the other two rows of the King's guards, "Well, I'll leave you for a moment, and I'll like to talk to you tomorrow when you've had enough rest, Lord Robin." ”

"Okay, okay."

As it happens, I have questions to ask as well.

Robin said to himself.

Rosalind's clothes brushed lightly on the table, and before leaving, she bent down and reached out to touch Gail's fiery hair.

Gentle eyes.

"You've got a good guard."

With a smile in her eyes, she winked at Robin.

“……”

Robin stared at her back in a daze, and didn't say a word.

……