The Decision (Part 1)

Outside, the sun shone brightly. Inside the banquet hall, the atmosphere was lively beyond measure.

Baron Hupsen's banquet was proceeding smoothly.

Though there were not many guests in the luxurious hall, the bustling atmosphere did not lose out to that of any other noble banquet.

A hired orchestra played soothing melodies, while couples danced arm in arm in the ballroom, their gestures intimate.

There were not many people seated in the rest area nearby.

Romon did not need much time to negotiate with the gentlemen. After coming out, he sat in the rest area, talking and drinking.

"Lord Romon, we are honored to be drinking with someone as distinguished as you today. Come, let me offer Lord Romon another toast." One of Baron Hupsen's nephews raised his glass and said to Romon with a smile.

The others also raised the glasses before them and looked toward Romon.

"You are too polite. Drinking with all of you is my honor." Romon did not decline. With a faint smile, he raised his glass and drained it in one gulp.

Seeing Romon finish his wine, one of the three brothers spoke again. "Lord Romon, we heard that you have fought in other regions before. Could you tell us some interesting stories?"

"Interesting stories..." Romon pondered for a moment.

"As for interesting stories, I have not encountered many. Every time, I fought in haste and left afterward. Other than battle, I never stayed in most places for very long."

"I see. Then... Lord Romon, have you ever considered settling down in our country?" The three young men exchanged glances. The first one to speak smiled and steered the conversation toward this matter.

Romon's expression did not change. Smiling, he said, "I intend to continue traveling across the continent. I have no plans to settle