Yves almost spat out the tea that he was drinking.
Ardon had suddenly visited his office to convey this one message, and he repeated what he had just said.
“I would like to recruit Miss Radis, the mage knight Your Excellency has brought, into the knight order.”
“Mage knight, Your Excellency.”
“Radis is a mage knight? Huh?”
“Since she wields mana, it’s only natural to call her a mage knight. Besides that, her skill is also at a remarkable level.”
Ardon rarely ever showed any excitement at all.
“And the young man from House Roderick—he’s a master beyond the realm of just a mage knight. Did Your Excellency know about this?”
All this time, Yves had been planning to kick out Robert at the soonest possible date. Now, he could do nothing but open and close his mouth dazedly.
“A master! He could use sword aura too, so he should definitely be called a master. I don’t understand how he could have remained unknown until now.”
Ardon continued to speak determinedly.
“Of course, I’m well aware that he is from House Roderick. But isn’t Your Excellency a man of great generosity, unlike the Rodericks? Your Excellency must have been planning to open a path for him. If you do so, that young man will also deeply appreciate your kindness!”
After Ardon’s speech about what a monarch’s vessel was like, Yves fell into deep thought, holding his forehead with both hands.
It hadn’t been a long time since he came to terms that she was a knight.
But now, she’s a mage knight.
‘And why is that punk a master?’
As far as he knew, there were currently about a hundred knights throughout the empire who had been awarded the seal of a mage knight.
And the next step after a mage knight was a master. There were only fourteen in the whole empire, and twelve of them were in the North.
The birth of a master was a truly happy occasion, just as it was with the birth of a mage knight.
‘But the fifteenth master comes from House Roderick?’
Yves Russell unknowingly clutched his stomach and groaned.
“Ack, my stomach hurts…!”
However, he would have to give up his personal grudges towards that guy’s origins.
If a knight from the South were to receive the seal of a master, this was undoubtedly a great opportunity for the South.
Even if his stomach felt like it was being torn apart, he had to admit it.
Holding on to his aching stomach, Yves Russell invited both Radis and Robert to dinner.
But the moment he saw Radis, with her shoulder-length hair braided to one side, Yves Russell forgot all the envy, jealousy and humiliation.
“Radis, come here.”
At his call, Radis ran to him with a bright smile.
He immediately noticed that Radis’s bangs had gotten immediately short.”
“Ah, this… It got a little singed, so I trimmed it a little.”
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Radis touched her short bangs.
At the last moment of the sparring session, Robert’s sword aura broke through the walls of fire that she had created, causing Radis’s mana to rebound.
It was because of this that her hair got a little singed.
Originally, her mana wouldn’t do any harm towards herself, but her flames intensified as Robert’s sword aura hit them, that’s why it burned a little of her hair.
“Does it look weird?”
“No way. You look kinda like… an angel?”
It was a sincere compliment on Yves’ part, but Radis seemed to think it was a joke.
Narrowing her eyes, Radis smiled as she grabbed his hand and pulled it.
The sudden touch of her warm, soft fingers sliding into his hand forced Yves to stagger.
As Yves leaned forward, looking as if he was about to fall, Radis whispered into his ear.
“I have something to tell you later, Marquis.”
He watched as the short bangs on Radis’s forehead fluttered a little.
And Yves Russell had to exert his utmost ability to suppress the urge to kiss the seemingly sweet, limitlessly soft bangs.
No, he might have really done it… if not for Robert, who he caught sight of behind Radis. He was looking at Yves with a face reminiscent of the god of death.
“Ahem, ahem. G-Go ahead inside. Our meal will be served soon.”
Still glancing at Yves with his chaotic grey eyes, Robert entered the small banquet hall.
After a while, Brendon entered with a trolley carrying the main dish.
Then, he opened the lid of the large tray, and what seemed to be a pile of white snow appeared.
“What’s this, Brendon?”
“Grilled lamb chops with a generous layer of precious Blanchard rock salt.”
Brendon broke the rock salt mountain with an ice pick, then soon, golden brown meat appeared from inside.
Brendon cut it deftly and served each one of them.
Robert muttered with a displeased tone.
At this, Yves broached the main topic as though he’d been waiting for the opportunity.
“But of course. Only the best for two mage knights.”
Startled, Radis asked back,
“Since you can wield mana, it’s only natural that you’re called a mage knight.”
As Yves directly quoted what Ardon said, Yves stared passionately at Radis.
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