The guard took out a green letter from his breast and handed it to Ron.
"Your Highness Ron, this is an invitation to the spring hunt issued by His Majesty Andre. It invites the young talents of the Imperial Capital to take part in the spring hunt in March."
The spring hunt...
Ron came to his senses.
Counting the days, it did seem like it was almost time.
At the beginning of March every year, after the Spring Martial Tournament ended, Andre III would invite the participants of the Spring Martial Tournament and the noble youths of the Imperial Capital to hunt together in Sunset Forest to the west.
That was the spring hunt.
Such events were mostly meant to give noble youths a chance to recruit outstanding talents, while also making friends and arranging marriages.
Not every talented person who came to participate in the Spring Martial Tournament was willing to enter the military, submit to its restraints, and step onto the battlefield for bloody struggles of flesh and bone.
Entering the service of a noble and taking a position such as personal guard was also quite a good choice.
After all, talented people willing to return to their hometowns and devote their own strength there were ultimately few.
But it did not have much to do with Ron.
He had no interest in recruiting talent, nor could he be bothered to make friends with other noble youths. As for marriage alliances, there was even less need to mention them.
Still, he did not refuse outright. He accepted the invitation, planning to see how things went when the time came.
Events like the spring hunt were entirely voluntary. Whether one wanted to go was up to oneself; it was not compulsory.
So after delivering the invitation, seeing that His