But many people noticed the sarcasm in her words.
Half of its prestige.
Isn't that just half?
Aubrey was able to slay a dragon single-handedly at the age of seventeen, and you're over thirty and still have to lead an army...
It might not even be halfway done yet.
These words carry a hint of malicious intent.
Lia, seemingly unconcerned, covered her mouth and chuckled, continuing:
"Your Highness."
"You are truly a great hero."
Albany remained kneeling on one knee, while others could only see his still upright back.
No one knows what the eldest prince is thinking, but everyone does.
This glory that belonged to the eldest prince was ultimately destroyed without a trace after the arrival of the Clavner family.
Aubrey waved his hand, looked at Albany who was still kneeling on one knee with his head bowed, and said calmly:
"Get up, Albany."
"You've traveled a long way, you should go back and rest."
"...Yes, Father."
Albany slowly stood up, dragging his clanking armor, and slowly walked out of the palace.
As Owesser watched his brother leave, he felt little joy.
This moment was accompanied by the emperor's attitude.
Many nobles suddenly realized something.
At some point, the Clevina family was no longer limited to their status as earls.
With their various titles, it seems they no longer need to play the so-called "house" games with these princes like ordinary nobles.
...
"Ah! That's awesome!"
Lia held a glass of wine and gulped it down.
In the dimly lit tavern, Lia sat at a wooden table, holding an oversized wine glass, and began to shout.
After drinking one cup, her face was already flushed.
Lia has never drunk alcohol; as a businesswoman, she needs to stay clear-headed at all times.
However, today, she truly felt what it meant to feel comfortable.
The ugly nobles stared in shock.
It freed her from the pleasure of hypocritical interactions with these guys.
She didn't even need to care about the princes' attitudes, even if she mocked the eldest prince in front of His Majesty.
Of course, Lia knew perfectly well why she was able to do all of this.
She has a very capable and upright older brother.
However, the heroes beside her should not be forgotten. Lia raised her glass and said loudly.
"Thanks to you, Cocotte, have a sip too."
Kokot sat opposite Leah, holding a large wine glass, looking at the glass of wine in front of him with some distress.
She had never drunk this kind of wheat wine before.
As an elf, even within her own kind, she drank fruit wine made from nectar and delicious fruits.
Lia smiled at Kokot, then raised her glass and took another sip of wine.
That's right, this is leveraging existing momentum.
When Victor asked her to bring Kokot along, Lydia understood Victor's intention.
Kokot, a former senator, is valuable for more than just her past status as a senator and her current fourth-tier strength.
Having spent decades in the Mage Council, even if Kokot were a pig, she would still have countless followers.
Besides, she was an elf.
With Kokot by her side, Lia could completely ignore the ugly faces of those nobles, and even the eldest prince, whom she hated the most, could be mocked at will.
As for why she dislikes it.
I've never even met you, and you already want to marry me?
Lia doesn't want to be a tool in a political marriage, and once she has a background that allows her to disregard the prince, she will use that power to the fullest.
She didn't even need Victor to teach her these things.
Soon, Lia drank a bit too much and felt her mind was not very clear, and her vision became a little blurry.
Her words began to become somewhat incoherent.
Finally, she forgot where she was, collapsed onto the table, and fell fast asleep.
She didn't even realize that a hand was on her shoulder.
How much did she drink?
Victor's voice rang out softly, while Cocotte, holding a large wine glass, yawned.
"It was only two drinks. To be honest, she can't hold her liquor as well as I can."
Victor raised an eyebrow as he looked at the eight empty cups in front of Kokot.
"You're being modest."
Cocotte kept yawning; she had clearly exceeded her exercise target for the day. She continued, saying:
"Now that you've arrived, I'll head back first."
The clouds outside drifted in and into the private room. Cocote fell headfirst onto a cloud, which carried her out of the room through the window.
Viktor looked at the completely drunk Lia and pondered how to take her back.
Seeing Liya completely slumped on the table, he finally gave up the idea of teleporting away with everyone.
For someone to be teleported, they need to be clear-headed and aware that they are being teleported.
Otherwise, it is highly likely that one will fall into a random void amidst the spatial turbulence.
He tried to help Leah up, but it was clear that she was in no condition to walk normally.
So he could only bend down, put Lia's hands on her shoulders, and put them behind her back.
Without a shoulder to lean on, Vega had nowhere to stand.
It could only stand on top of Viktor's head, ruffling his hair into a bird's nest.
"...Victor?"
Lia's voice sounded somewhat puzzled, but she quickly received a reassuring response.
"Um."
Lia, who was being carried on his back, squinted her eyes slightly and giggled as she pressed against his broad back.
“I know… hiccup, you only let… Kokot follow me so I could vent my anger.”
Thank you.
Victor did not answer. He casually placed a bag of Geo on the table, then conjured a wind magic that made him incredibly light.
He carried Liya on his back and walked out the window.
Under the night sky, Victor carried Lydia and flew steadily towards home.
His speed was perfectly controlled, and with the smoothness of the magic, not even a sound of wind could be heard around him.
Then, Victor clearly heard the girl's soft murmur behind him:
"Brother...when I was little."
Why...don't you like me?
call……
Magic seems to have lost some of its stability.
Gradually, the long-lost wind brushed past Viktor's ears.
It was like an answer, and it was like silence.
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