A camp-wide celebratory banquet was being held, and so the tent that housed the general headquarters, under the command of Vertus, was also the venue of a lavish banquet. 0

Ellen Artorius had also been invited to the banquet at the headquarters but declined, choosing instead to rest in her tent. Of course, she was actually playing with a cat.0

Heinrich had every right to meet the emperor who was presiding over the banquet. Although the name of the Temple did not mean much under these circumstances, Heingrich was still a former classmate of the emperor and held a crucial position within the Allied Forces.1

Upon hearing that Heinrich had requested an audience, Vertus left the banquet hall and summoned Heinrich into the tent reserved for his personal use when he visited the encampment.0

“Have you been drinking? Well, given the occasion, I guess it’s understandable…” Vertus remarked.0

Heinrich nodded as he knelt before Vertus. “Yes, Your Majesty, just a little…”0

“Relax, it’s just the two of us here.”0

“Alright…”0

“Have a seat.”0

Heinrich took the seat Vertus offered. 0

He was in the presence of the emperor. Even though humanity had suffered near-catastrophic losses, the emperor was still the emperor. Yet Heinrich found it quite remarkable that he could request an audience with the emperor with just a word and sit across from him like this. It was even more astonishing than the days they shared at the Temple.0

Vertus uncorked a bottle of wine, poured some into Heinrich’s glass, and then filled his...0