Chapter 96: The Tin Knight and The Martial Arts Tournament (3)
0% “That lord bastard. He doesn’t seem to understand words,” Maximilian Egir Haidern lamented before the preliminaries.
Maximilian, a nobleman of blue blood, destined to move history—or at least, that was what he thought—for him, winning the martial arts tournament wasn’t a goal, but one of the many ornaments he should naturally hold.
The rise of Maximilian’s honor and authority meant raising the reputation of the “Patriotic Youth Group” he led, and further, protecting the Empress and Crown Prince.
If given the chance to contribute to this great patriotism, it was natural to joyfully offer everything including liver and gall, but the Lord of Thracus ignored Maximilian’s request with all sorts of excuses.
Ah, how rude and ill-mannered he was.
Moreover, the lord didn’t even sincerely respond to the mysterious case of memory loss the youth group experienced about half a month ago.
Since they experienced such a thing while patrolling the surroundings to eliminate bandits and magic beasts, it was natural for the Lord of Thracus to take responsibility for this.
Of course, the lord’s position, who hadn’t even ordered such patrols in the first place, was not for Maximilian to consider.
“This is truly displeasing.”
The fact that someone as special as himself, without the “natural consideration” of advancing straight to the finals, had to fight from the preliminaries just like other commoners, and the current situation where he tried to get close to Algind Goodwitch, the Witch of the South’s protégé, who could be considered a political ally, but it wasn’t going well.
Harboring dissatisfaction with all of this, Maximilian drew his sword.