"Thank you, my brother. When I was in the direst danger, you reached out to help me. I'm eternally grateful!" Sir Kahn was still wrapped in bandages, yet despite his difficulty moving, he raised his wine cup and spoke to Reiner.
"Please, there's no need to be so polite. We're brothers, and it's my duty to support and help you! It was only what I should have done!" Reiner also raised his cup and clinked it against Kahn's, then drained his wine in one gulp.
Looking at Baron Kahn's pale face, a hint of secret delight surfaced in Reiner's heart. It seemed that his wound had already begun to fester.
"My brother, now that I've helped you escape danger, I won't stay any longer. I plan to lead my army back to Morland Castle tomorrow morning. Take good care of yourself, and come visit my castle sometime!"
"Of course. Once my wounds have healed, I'll definitely visit your castle," Baron Kahn said, pursing his pale lips.
The banquet proceeded smoothly. It was a joyous occasion for both host and guests. Servants hurried back and forth, constantly bringing all kinds of food to the tables. The knights on Baron Kahn's side were extremely enthusiastic as they expressed their gratitude to Reiner and the others. In such an atmosphere, the banquet came to an end.
Many knights were drunk enough to need the servants to help them back to their rooms. Reiner and the Crimson Gryphon Knights, of course, had drunk in moderation and were not intoxicated.
For one thing, Reiner had never been in the habit of getting drunk. Neither in his previous life nor after coming here had he ever once lost himself to alcohol. He did not even know what being drunk felt like.
As for the Crimson Gryphon