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— A student, you say? — The King raised an eyebrow, rubbed his chin with a finger, and looked suspiciously at the stranger. — So, perhaps it would be better if you married Vergil? Then my Clefbert won't be left without a wife, and everyone will be happy.

Ilva glanced at her friend and brother with a surprised look, and quickly turned away. Something was off with the two of them today.
Renold quickly tried to come up with an option that would suit everyone, and most importantly, his sister. —"Let's do it later." —he finally whispered to Claudia.

It was good that being in a deep bow could hide the blush on her face, although even that only lasted for a fraction of a second, and the girl tried to quickly recover.
While preparing her answer, Gulveig realized that she didn't know whether to take it as a joke or seriously, and whether she would be executed on the spot for trying to contradict the king. Without lifting her head, she looked hopefully at Gungnir.

Gungnir steers the conversation to another topic, as if Gulveig's presence wasn't worth attention, and distracts Gaheris with talk about combat skills.

"It seems that the main figures are not here yet," the baron said finally, as they left the royal company behind, "Gaheris will have many people coming to greet him now, so don't miss the opportunity to gather useful information, even if it doesn't seem useful right now.

"Rütger Rivelstein, one of Virgil's old friends," Gungnir explained to his ward, "once ingested a large amount of gastric juice from a southern monster, and has been like this ever since. He should be moving around in a wheelchair, but due to his stubbornness and pride, he continues to crawl on his own. "Although the baron expressed his thoughts in a rather crude manner, it was clear that he treated the man with respect. "And this is his wife, Hecate Rivelstein, the daughter of Duke Arnulf von Illia."

The liveliness that had reigned in the hall of the Bors family castle just moments ago suddenly subsided, and all the guests fell silent, awaiting the further development of the unexpected incident.

The next guests were the leaders of three other orders, also lacking enthusiasm, but Gulveig was not concerned with them at the moment. A woman approached her with Gungnir, introducing herself as Galatea Bors, and as it turned out during the exchange of greetings, she was Theodahad's wife and grandmaster of the Artery order.

— I heard that you generously sacrificed your own time to show Theo Baldr around, Gulveig. Please accept my gratitude for this.