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It was said that in the old days, when nobles discovered someone promising, their first thought was how to claim that person for their own. No method forged that bond more effectively than marriage. Regardless of the process, nothing bound two parties more securely than the union of families.
That tradition came to mind when I heard Feed speak of marriage.
I never thought I would feel the generation gap here.
His way of thinking struck me as old-fashioned. I hadn't noticed it before because of his youthful appearance, but he really appeared old right now. He seemed to be an old acquaintance of Maxim, which meant they were likely close in age.
The Iron-Blooded Lord, Maxim, and Feed… Feed also looked young, but not as much as the Iron-Blooded Lord. The latter carried himself like someone untouched by time itself.
In any case, I turned him down once.
Feed didn't continue pressing it and changed the subject. "What type of blessing do you possess?"
"It isn't combat-related. There is no way to train or improve it, so it's difficult to explain," I replied.
Feed looked surprised. "All of them?"
"I only have one blessing," I said evenly.
Feed hummed. "So you fought me with just that single blessing? As expected, my daughter—"
Maxim was unable to stay quiet and cut in, "Feed, stop talking nonsense."
For the first time, I was grateful for...
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