As soon as he said that, Sobek realized he seemed to have already gone against the teachings of his mentor, Duke Saduran. Somehow, he'd wound up taking sides without even realizing it.
Of course, if he really wanted to justify himself, he could say he was simply demonstrating the discipline expected of an excellent soldier and Starrealm Knight. After all, he, Sobek, was now a member of the expeditionary force, while Her Highness Brunhilde was its deputy commander. Her will could certainly be considered his mission.
Yes, that explanation held up.
Sobek was still nervously trying to reassure himself when he noticed everyone around the round table had already started eating and laughing. The major general sitting beside him, Bifick, even poured him a full glass of wine and, with an air of easy familiarity, offered him a cigar.
"Don't worry, it's all-natural, no chemicals. It'll even sober you up." The burly general, who stood half a head taller than Sobek, spoke with casual confidence.
On the other side of the table, the famous women, renowned for being equally skilled in civil and military affairs, had already started chattering and scrambling for food from the big red pot. Even Brunhilde was joining in.
Who had said Her Highness's side had stricter rules?
"Go ahead and eat. I made this broth myself. It might not be as good as your archenemy's, but it should taste all right. Everyone says they like it," said the female knight who introduced herself as Naierhana Mela, watching him expectantly.
Sobek finally relaxed completely. He was hungry, after all, and figured that since he'd worked so hard, he could indulge himself every now and then.
Just as Brunhilde had said, anything could be discussed over hot pot. Sure enough, Major General Ostana Bar was eating while