
"You're trying to make everyone love you, you're gonna end up as the city's most popular corpse"
the - Ser Bronn of Blackwater
Miss Harlaw and the Owl Claw
"Mr Taitus of Victa was very kind and friendly huh? Though I heard that the Victa is rude, barbaric, and warlike.apparently not" ,laugh the little lame queen master cutely.
It seems that Lord queen Dalmatia was pleased that the Victa was not as bad as she had heard. Because the stories about the Victa people are all really bad. Some say that the Victa fought with the barbarians to death just for the sake of fighting over women.
Some say that the Victa are anarchy where they have no king and choose to lead them in a rude manner.
But of course it's all Perrin doesn't believe any more that the Victa is a Republic and the one who chooses their leader is the senate, only the Damaltians don't really understand that.
"Yes-yes, your majesty, you should just sleep in the room.Tomorrow there will be a larger event.so rest.." , said the princess's servant in a friendly tone.
The Lord Queen of Dalmatia sat on her wheelchair and was pushed into her bedroom to sleep. The party night had ended and many nobles were staying in this castle.
Balradius Castle is one of the largest castles in all of Dalmatia, Perrin does not calculate how wide this castle is. But the important thing is at least this castle can accommodate more than 10,000 guests but some say up to 50,000 to 100,000 but that's not clear.
Perrin walked behind the princess guarding her, afraid something would happen. Recalling the appearance of a digital warning appeared before his eyes just a moment ago.
Several nobles and knights of the queen lord passed by, but from them nothing was dangerous.
When his guard was loose Perrin remembered something.
'Enemy comes at the most unexpected moment.pronounce it in your head then you won't be easily surprised'
The voice of a man he admired rang in his head.
*Julius is right.The enemy came at the most unexpected moment*, thought Perrin in his heart.
Perrin in his armour kept saying that, he felt something that Julius finally felt. His eyes were not closed or even winking.
*So that's why Julius' eyes never seem to wink unless he's sleeping.*, thought Perrin in his heart.
"You don't need to call me your majesty to myself when we are Viara" the queen said to her servant
Then the queen showed a face that looked a little sad.
"I'd rather be called princess Viara" said the princess.
Then the princess turned her head back to look at Perrin.
"I hope you're so Perrin too.to-please just call me princess if we're alone." said the princess nervously to Perrin
Perrin taught this, because Perrin knew that the princess was afraid of him. Classmates Perrin often tell of the ferocity and coldness of himself with the people around him the princess.
Perrin could not answer the princess's words, because if he answered it only added to nervousness.
*I hope they didn't tell me about Julius, especially Julius was considered strange by his classmates*, thought Perrin
Then footsteps sounded from far away.
In front was a woman walking closer towards the three of them gracefully.
"Your Majesty" said the woman.
It looks like the woman has a beautiful face but looks like her face is not the face of a young person. The face of a mother and duke was within her. His face is very mature.
Her neat red hair stretched out on her head, while the red dress mixed with her gold looked extremely beautiful and beautiful.
His sea blue eyes made anyone feel warm in his heart.
"Miss Phierass" said the princess while trying to duck from her wheelchair showing her modesty.
"Eh? There is no need to bow down, your majesty." said Miss Phierass.
"How's Miss Phierass doing tonight?" , asked politely and kindly the princess.
The princess was quite interested in Miss Phierass because they had similar circumstances, humiliated and considered weak since they were only women by the person they led.
"Good noble" ' said Miss Phierass kindly with a smile.
Then Miss Phierass's gaze turned towards the back of the Princess, towards Perrin who was only silent from earlier.
"Sir Hero Perrin, it seems we have not met, so greetings know me lord of Harlaw Port, Miss Phiera-
"Miss Phierass of the family of Tulius the harbour ruler of Harlaw, the widow of Corynn Tulius" Perrin continued what Miss Phierass had said.
Miss Phierass looked a little surprised in her heart when she heard Perrin's voice.
"It's an honor if the Hero Lord finds out about me" said Miss Pierass, smilingly holding back her abomination.
*He seems quite surprised to hear the sound of this armour is a female voice*, thought Perrin.
"Would your majesty go to bed?" said Phierass kindly.
"Lady, the door of the queen lord's room is near" said the maid who the queen lord called as Viara.
"really? Then let me take the queen to her bedroom" said Phierass.
"no need. Viara between the queen master to the room to sleep, I trust you" Perrin said quickly.
"Ba-good sir" Viara said nervously as Perrin ordered it.
Viara then quickly brought the queen lord into her room.
"Good night Miss Phierass" said the Queen as she continued to be brought into her room, unable to refuse Perrin's words.
Then Viara opens the door to the princess's room and closes it again.
The atmosphere became silent only the two of them stayed here.
"Master Perrin" said Miss Phierass.
"Mr Phierass..or should I call Miss?" said Perrin.
"Master may call me by both titles my lord" said Phierass.
"Hm" said Perrin, "I heard about you a long time ago, I heard about your unique condition.."
"Unique condition? What condition is master hero?" said Miss Phierass with a soft laugh at the end of her speech.
"Your condition as the Miss of the Lord of Harlaw Port after.forgive me Miss.." ' said Perrin in a polite tone.
*If you can't speak politely then don't talk to people you don't consider friends*
The memory of that speech is sharper than anything in the world.
"After your husband died on the battlefield and was left to rule your land with your 3 children" Perrin said
"Hm" , muttered Phierass while chuckling.
"No master hero, my condition is not a unique condition but a sad condition. Abandoned by my husband without protection or care from anyone in this animal world. Trying to protect my children from them" Phierass said.
"Well" Perrin laughed, "who do you describe as 'They' and 'animals'? Mr Phierass"
Perrin smiled in his armour, Phierass also smiled.
At that time they could both understand that they were equal.
"Who do you think Mr Perrin is? They are stronger than us on one side.but on the other.they are weak against us.." Phierass said.
"Does the creature you call animal include your husband?" Perrin said
"Animals may but still she took my heart and made me fall in love with her" Phierass said with a gentle smile.
For a moment her face became more beautiful and young, like a teenager in love.
"animal, you seem right. But I don't like to describe a class as animals, especially if someone I admire is in that category" Perrin said.
"Hoohh...you have a man you admire and like hero lord?" said Phierass.
"I don't like it, just admire it, I learn a lot from it when I'm with him" Perrin said.
Instantly a wave of old memories pierced Perrin to the heart.
"I remember my adventures with him, my adventures with him were one of the most unforgettable events of my life" Perrin said.
"Is he still alive, hero sir? If he's alive you're lucky" said Phierass.
"No he's dead" Perrin said quickly.
"Ohh...because of what?" said Phierass.
"Should I say it?" ' said Perrin in a frighteningly heavy tone.
Phierass just continued to smile wider.
"So here we stand.the two women who lost a precious person in our lives." - ' said Phierass, turning his gaze toward the door of the princess's room.
"It is ironic that women should fight in this world, especially the smallest and weakest." - Phierass.
"So that's what makes you feel sorry for the Queen?" Perrin said.
Phierass smiled again indicating he liked Perrin's words.
"Seeing the little noble and weak in this world, makes me remember the day my husband left me 8 years ago" Phierass said.
*Ohoo..stories that seem interesting.*, thought Perrin.
Unknowingly Perrin did not stop smiling in his armour.
"I remember that day when I was still sad about my husband's death, dozens of noble men sent dozens of letters offering to marry me. It was clear that the dozens of men only wanted to control the ground" said Phierass while touching the castle walls made of beautiful white walls.
"I was frustrated for a long time because of government and political affairs that were never designed for women like myself"
Said Miss Phierass smilingly looking at the lanterns illuminating the walls of this castle.
"I was so frustrated that I wanted to kill myself, but I was all frustrated that it disappeared when I saw my son smiling while playing, I asked what if I died? What will happen to my son? He will be controlled and controlled for the rest of his life. On that day I rose up as Miss Lord of Harlaw Port"
For a while Perrin did not see the face of a woman but the face of a ruler...
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But if you see, this party is not a real noble party.
Men eat voraciously like pigs, some nges*x with prostitutes like animals.
Women and men gossiped and talked about many things from the north of Victa to the south of Akkad.
The clowns dance while the singers sing hundreds of songs from all over the Victa.
Some managed to hold back and maintain their decency.
Vesius included, he just sat and ate but was never seen laughing. It does not make him more visible as a calm or cool person but people see him as someone who is not comfortable to talk to.
Especially her fat appearance made people even more disgusted at her.
Vesius could hear laughter and jokes about him.
Some consider him as a pig who only knows to eat, only gets all his wealth and glory only through luck, some people are heard to talk about that he was only lucky to be born in a strong family.
Some consider him a cunning tyrannical lord and an evil, corrupt official who has an army behind him.
*Why can't I ever pay attention to him.Have I been a child, wasn't I insulted? 'Coward' 'pig' 'sneaky' 'corrupter' 'tyrannical kid' 'lucky' 'greedy' 'why? I should be used to it.*, thought Vesius in his heart.
On the other hand he was used to this ridicule, on the other hand he was still fed up with this.
But still despite the whispers and taunts heard in his ears, he was still the son of the military minister. He remains to be respected, especially his father's fearsome reputation. To make anyone dare not insult him openly.
"Master Vesius! Let me sing a song about your father's victory against Ladirum's rebellion, Tyronia's war, and your father's military campaign against the dwarves!" a singer said.
The singer walked towards Vesius while bowing politely and saw that he presented a song that he made.
*Hohh.I am quite interested, although the story of my father in the Ladirum Rebellion and the Tyronian War has been boring to me but....Dad's military campaign against the Dwarves? Rarely would anyone want to know about the bloody campaign*, thought Vesius in his heart while drinking a glass of wine.
"May I ask your name?" said Vesius, wiping his mouth.
"Gulurick 'The Long Nose' from Black Mountain" the singer said with a smile as he sat in the chair preparing his song.
Violet violins the singer is swipe, the sound of his tone is dark at once beautiful and scary. Make anyone who hears it will not forget the tone.
"The sheep~spit~to the owl.."
Sing the singer, his tone is slow and makes anyone creeps.
"Shorts dance under their big claws~"
Then all the nobles who had been noisy and partying became silent in fear. At that time Vesius realized that this was all arranged.
*This singer.sent my father.*, thought Vesius.
"The nobles are proud to sit in his castle~not realizing who they are dealing with~"
All voices disappeared and all the ridicule and laughter directed at Vesius stopped.
"But unknowingly~they were pierced.and their castle did not sound~ laughter stopped~"
*This song...a song of terror.*, think Vesius.
"Shorts are disappearing.Laughter they don't sound anymore.their weapons are destroyed.."
*Songs of terror to all nobles lest they mess with Garius*
"The mountain fell silent and the castle became silent.."
*It tells how my father slaughtered dwarves in the north and Ladirum rebels*, Vesius thought
"The payoff is against owls.."
Some nobles could only fall silent while some immediately got up from his desk and moved away from the party.
Most who stay away from the party either do not want to hear the song or get angry.
"And laughing he heard it...Mr. Ladirum.."
When the 'Ladirum' speech sounded, some people could only fall silent and gulp down their saliva.
"But, dear, the laughter stopped.and the castle made no sound anymore.."
*Somehow I enjoy seeing them like this.*, thought Vesius as he continued chewing on a piece of soft bread.
"But, dear, the laughter stopped.and the castle made no sound anymore.."
*Some people are scared, some are fed up with this*, Vesius thought
Then Vesius turned his gaze to the nobles and knights of Damaltia.
Some of them don't understand the meaning of this song.
But some understood immediately and followed a little fear.
Understand that Garius did not hesitate to do everything possible to slaughter all his enemies.
"Laughter stops and no soul laughs anymore.."
Gulurick then fell silent and stopped continuing his singing.
The violin then stops picking.
Gulurick just sat down with his violin while smiling cunningly to the nobles.
And then everyone realized that the song was over.
Realize that the song ends with 'No soul laughs anymore..'
No more laughing after hearing the song. Everyone frightened.
Vesius looked at all of them who could only fall silent.
*Only with one song.my father managed to make some of the nobles of the entire Victa afraid.*, thought Vesius.
*Prok*Prok*
Vesius was the first to clap after the song ended.
As Vesius clapped his hands, everyone looked at him.
Applause Vesius alone.
Then some of the subordinates of the Garius Family clapped their hands. Including some of the soldiers of Garius wearing the emblem of his diarmour owl joined in applause.
Then all the nobles clapped nervously.
There was no joke or laughter like that. Only applause and the nobility fell silent.
And all the laughter stopped and the castle was filled with only one more sound..
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The sound of a wooden punch was heard.
Shouts of orders and directions from someone he knew sounded.
The darkness of the night made this castle quite scary.
Some waiters paced the lanterns for the night that had come in this castle, some pacing back and forth carrying brooms, fabrics, and baskets cleaning the room in this castle.
Seen below where the castle grounds are, there are 2 boys fighting each other using wooden swords.
While there was one man from far away watching them.
"Boen" said Hasteinn, approaching them both.
He called out to the man who was watching the two boys from a distance.
"Young master" said Boen, bowing to Hasteinn.
The two boys then stopped fighting and turned to Hasteinn.
"It's okay to continue your training" Hasteinn said.
Then the two boys continued the fight.
"Who are they?" said Hasteinn, asking Boen next to him.
"New guests of the Hebeld family, Walder Hebeld and Deserta Hebeld" Boen said.
"There seems to be a rather large meeting in this castle." said Hasteinn, looking up at the castle.
"Yes, all the dukes and nobles were in the Victa's power" said Boen.
"Make what?" said Hasteinn.
"The harvest party" Boen said.
"The harvest isn't it too soon? Isn't it usually another 2 months?" asked Hasteinn.
"Ah hurts!"
"That's just it hurts! Let's continue!"
The children continued to fight with their wooden swords.
"Aren't you reprimanding them?" said Hasteinn
"Let them be in pain, if they get used to being sick then they will be easy to practice going forward" Boen said.
"Ohhh.." , said Hasteinn who immediately understood.
"You don't sleep young master?" said Boen.
"No I can't sleep.I feel something.I feel something unpleasant is coming" Hasteinn said, holding his arm and feeling that the feather in his right hand was all straight.
"I don't know what it is. I don't know.I feel something strange.." said Hasteinn.