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Chapter 60
The eting progressed much faster than the imperial officials had anticipated.
Although outwardly proclaiming an equal relationship, anyone with common sense knows who the superior and who the subordinate is.
Originally, if Hyzens hadn’t joined hands with the empire, they would have been almost pushed aside by the Luzernes.
Despite the different factions, in any case, the sa ‘elves’ committed terrorist acts against the empire. In such a situation, talk of an equal relationship is nonsense. It’s clear that the empire side is the superior, and Hyzens is in the subordinate position.
On the Hyzens side, they had to give in while ensuring they received certain promises. Because if they made a mistake, they could end up not at the level of a subordinate but rather beco part of the empire itself. What they wanted was rely recognition of the empire’s superiority, not giving up their own status.
Therefore, it was natural for opinions to differ on the matters each side presented.
However, even considering that aspect, the pace of the eting was excessively fast. To the point where the Foreign Minister might have smirked, ‘Isn’t there room for different conditions in this part?’ The aides were also thinking, ‘What’s up with the elves?’
So why exactly were the Hyzens officials pushing for the eting to be concluded so quickly?
‘This is serious. The empire side must be really angry.’
The leader of the Hyzens delegation, Manon, recalled what sparkled in Karl Adelheit’s arms.
‘Could it be that a dal of Honor recipient is carrying a greatsword to the negotiation table? Does it an they could just wipe out everything using dostic anti-elf sentints?’
So might say they’re overreacting to just one greatsword. But if they said that, how would the imperial troops stationed around here explain it? However, it’s none other than Karl Adelheit. The empire’s war hero.
He said he stopped a train bombing with just one greatsword. At first, I thought it was an exaggeration on the empire’s side, but it wasn’t. Eloise, who was there at the ti, reported it to the Hyzens side. There really was a single human wielding a greatsword, ready to strike down an elf!
And before that, he rescued allies on the battlefield. There must have been no fighting there, right? He surely moved forward, killing everything in his path, with overwhelming force! How much elf blood must have stained that greatsword!
‘And finally, he assassinated the leader of Luzernes with a single blow.’
Such a figure ca carrying a greatsword. And then he offers a handshake. There isn’t a single elf here who can be nonchalant about it, Manon thought.
…Ah. There might be one. Like Eloise. Or maybe Eloise.
‘They’re indirectly saying how uncomfortable it is with their holand’s sentint. Indeed, the empire is a frightening place.’
If the Foreign Ministry side hears this prediction, it would be quite unjust.
As for the arms? There were plenty of ard individuals around here for security. What’s the problem with a dal of Honor recipient carrying a greatsword?
And another thing. It was none other than Hyzens who requested Karl to bring the sword. So now, to suddenly say, ‘The dal of Honor recipient is scary! Wah!’ would make the Foreign Minister start shooting his gun.
Of course, there are parts where Hyzens couldn’t help but call for Karl to bring the sword. He had prevented terrorist acts by their own kind twice, so at the very least, they needed to express gratitude to the actor while strongly condemning the act to align themselves with the empire.
Anyway, this is how the eting was almost coming to an end.
* * *
Although I was designated as one of the participants in the eting, I have nothing to do with diplomacy. I’m just an outsider.
For that reason, I’m just sitting in a corner of the eting room, but the head of the delegation, Manon, keeps glancing in my direction.
‘Why is he like that.’
Thinking he might have sothing to say, I et his gaze, but suddenly, I panic and avert my eyes.
What is it? Then, when I correct my posture again, I feel that gaze again. So, I quickly turn my head as if startled.
“….”
It suddenly feels poignant that not just a woman, but even a man, especially an elf, is behaving like that. The greatsword in my arms cries out. Should I go and ask why? Rather than polite words, it’s probably more effective to use polite words along with guns and swords…
“Sergeant Karl Adelheit.”
“Just call Student here. I think that’s better.”
“Oh. Will you allow to?”
“Yes. And feel free to speak comfortably as well.”
The minister receives treatnt akin to a marquis. So, the current situation is akin to a re nobleman showing deference to a marquis.
Even the Minister of War, who is a dal of Honor recipient like myself, spoke with respect but lowered his speech.
In the noble world, such nuances are strictly observed, so I requested it, but judging by the Foreign Minister’s reaction, it seems this ti it wasn’t appropriate.
“No. Sergeant Karl Adelheit. I prefer it this way.”
No. It’s because I feel uncomfortable. Excuse , Minister, but you are older than my father… It feels strange to show deference to soone like that. And if the Minister does it, then surely all the other ministers will do the sa!
“Thanks to Sergeant Karl Adelheit, we were able to handle various diplomatic matters smoothly. Just look at today. Hyzens conceded more than expected.”
“Ah… That’s sothing to celebrate.”
“And it’s sothing we discussed earlier, but Hyzens wants to award a separate dal to Sergeant Karl Adelheit.”
Again? They want to give it to again? Automatically, I glanced at my chest.
First, two dals of Honor. Originally, they’re not worn like this, they’re worn around the neck.
But I received two instead of one. Naturally, wearing two around my neck seed awkward, so I changed it to wear them like badges.
Additionally, although I’m not wearing it now, there’s also the dal I received during my soldier days and the dal for martial prowess.
And now, if Hyzens wants to give another dal separately…
‘Are they making bulletproof plates out of dals?’
I’m about to make a scene that would only be seen in a very cold polar bear country upstairs in my forr life.
“Of course, refusing courtesy would be out of the question.”
“Hahaha. I hope you bear with it. It’s a recognition for preventing terrorism. Hyzens might want to reduce any potential backlash from the empire, considering that it was an elf who attempted terrorism against the empire, and the empire’s anger could turn against all elves.”
“If I, who received two dals in that situation, refuse the Hyzens dal for rit, it could be seen as vicious, don’t you think?”
To my question, the Minister of Foreign Affairs nodded. Even if superiors see it as a matter of courtesy, to ordinary people below, it might seem more vicious.
“Getting another dal isn’t actually difficult, but…”
The problem is that the dal is from the elf side. None other than the elves!
I know they are not Kanfras, but comrades who fought alongside us. Yet, it didn’t feel quite right for them to give sothing.
‘Damn it. Maybe in my dreams the damn things are going to make fun of for getting a dal for the Kanfras.”
In the end, I decided to accept the dal. The minister expressed gratitude and went to conclude the eting. And a little while later, with laughter, officials from the empire and Hyzens shook hands.
As it seems my turn is approaching, I stand up and adjust my attire.
Shortly after, an aide of the minister approaches and offers to escort to the table.
“Oh. Here you co. Sergeant Karl Adelheit. This way, please.”
Seeing the smile of the Minister of Foreign Affairs, it seems the eting ended very favorably for the empire side.
Well, in the current situation, the Empire is unconditionally superior, so it is impossible to go in the direction of dissatisfaction.
“Seeing your faces, it seems the eting ended well.”
“Hahaha. Yes, it did.”
“We were able to conclude quickly thanks to several concessions from the empire.”
The empire made concessions? That’s unlikely. Oh, I see. It’s just a courteous thing to say.
“Actually, today’s eting ended so pleasantly thanks to you, Karl Adelheit. If it weren’t for you, we elves would have been in a truly awkward situation.”
“When you say that, I feel even luckier. I simply acted, but it’s fortunate that it had a positive impact on both the empire and the elf side.”
Yeah. I was lucky. To have gone into that hell like a madman and rescued imperial soldiers. To have put a bullet in the heart of Luzernes’ leader. And to have prevented the train bombing, even capturing those Academy bastards.
“Lucky you say.”
But Manon, the head of the Hyzens delegation, nodded at my words.
“It wasn’t just luck.”
“Yes?”
“It ans that God loves you, Karl Adelheit. What you humans simply call ‘luck’ is, in fact, the mont when God montarily stays by your side.”
As Manon finished speaking, an elf standing beside him raised a graceful necklace.
“Thanks to you, we Hyzens have also benefited greatly. If it weren’t for you, we would have been truly at a loss. Perhaps, even more blood would have been shed.”
Inside the necklace was a dal that looked as splendid as the empire’s dal of Honor.
“Karl Adelheit of the Baharoth Empire, we, the people of our forest tribe, wish to express our gratitude to you with this dal. It’s the most honorable mark for our forest tribe, the dal of Honor Legion.”
The dal of Honor Legion. I think I know what that is. My goodness. Now I’m receiving that too. It’s really insane.
I almost burst into ironic laughter. Did I ever expect to be the one receiving it? of all people!
“Blessed be your future, in the grand sche of things.”
Manon, the head of the Hyzens delegation, pins the dal to my chest. Thunderous applause erupts around . It wasn’t as grand as when the First Princess or the Crown Prince awarded the dal of Honor, but it was certainly significant.
“….”
Now, I’m the guy who receives dals from elves, too. So, how does that make feel now?
…I’m not sure. Should I say I’ve added another armor plate to my chest?
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