After Landen's appointment as acting count concluded, a grand luncheon was held as customary. Everything for the banquet, including the wine, was brought directly from Night-Kirin City.
Lured by the hundred-mushroom soup, the Blue Dragon Family, White Owl Family, Lanyuan House, Bristle-Wolf Family, Elk Family, and the nobles of White Tree City all hurried to the Count's Mansion to attend the feast.
In a small hall above the Banquet Hall, Cohen Bristle-Wolf watched several Legends and dozens of Archmages at the dining table raise their glasses to Landen in toast. Filled with awe toward the acting count who had "snatched" his position, he quickly toasted Landen on behalf of the Bristle-Wolf Family.
Landen did not particularly care about the goodwill of the Bristle-Wolf Family's Archmages. It was just that he had been holding banquets for three days straight lately, and he felt as though he was about to become a wine-soaked drunkard.
When he went to toast in the main hall, his father Hark suddenly pulled him aside and asked quietly, "Landen, tell me—does serving as acting count mean you have to marry one of the Bristle-Wolf girls?"
Seeing the smile vanish visibly from his son's face, Hark hesitated before asking, "There are still several female Mages in your rooms, aren't there? You're not going to marry the little Bristle-Wolf first, are you? And who do you plan to give the future queen's position to? Have you decided yet?"
Landen remained silent for a long while before asking softly, "Father, do you have any advice?"
"Hurry up and marry Gleia, Wendy, and Redbird first!" Hark said anxiously. "Whenever you weren't around, they were the ones who came forward to represent you in handling all kinds of matters. Before, you were always preparing to fight the beastmen, so you had neither