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“That bastard, that Donovan and I were in the same unit under General Ferzen,” Auber said as he chewed off a mouthful of the turkey leg.
“You mean the Sword Demon Ferzen?” As Pahell reacted, Auber grinned with pride.
“Yes, that’s exactly him! The Sword Demon Ferzen! I still consider the fact that I once fought under General Ferzen as an honor. Back then, I was an adjutant in the sixth infantry, and my immediate superior and commander of the infantry was Captain Lumonde, and he was a man who knew what honor meant more than anyone else.”
Pahell and Urich were sitting along the same table as Auber, with Phillion by their side, as well.
“…Urich, can you at least pretend like you’re listening to Auber’s story? It’s rude not to pay attention to what the person who invited you is saying. This is the manner of civilized men,” Pahell whispered as he lightly kicked Urich’s legs.
Urich, who was busy stuffing his face with all the meat on the table, looked up. He then sucked his fingers clean and grinned at Auber.
“Huh? Hmm, yes, honor! Of course! Civilized men sure do know their honors, they really do!” Urich blurted out an overexaggerated exclamation. It made Pahell let out a small chuckle.
“Ehem. Hmm, I’m glad you seem to be enjoying your meal.”
As Auber cleared his throat, Pahell paid his attention to the story again.
“This is a fine supper. I’ve heard the stories of the Subjugation...
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