Then Baron Elibeth mocked Enoch.
“Aren’t you upset that you’ve already fought in two wars as Agatha's seventh husband?”
“Well, I don’t care what number it is. I just find it unpleasant that there are people like you who are after my wife.”
Enoch's experience was not short enough to excite the other party as he wished. When he failed to get the desired reaction, Baron Elibeth became excited instead.
“You must have been jealous of the Nobilis family’s wealth!”
“No. It is your kindred spirits who covet Agatha’s fortune. Weren’t you the ones who sent the assassins who wielded swords against her?”
Enoch swung his sword hard and pinched the truth.
“Participating in this battle of the territory must have been in that context.”
The provocation was successful. Baron Elibeth's hands, which had been blocking Enoch's sword and occasionally attacking, began to feel dizzy.
As time went by, the timing to block the attacks became increasingly tense, and he soon lost his sword before reaching the thirty-point mark.
The sword that was lost disappeared far away, beyond the reach of anyone who could catch it again.
“Ugh!”
Baron Elibeth tried to draw his spare sword, enduring the pain of his torn wrist, but Enoch was one step faster.
Enoch's sword touched the bare skin exposed between the armor and helmet. Baron Elibut's movements stopped at the touch of the metal stained with the blood of many enemies he had killed.
“Will you surrender?”
If he doesn't want to die, there is no other way than to surrender.
Baron Elibeth was not foolish enough to risk his life in a war waged out of greed for more, so he had only one answer.
“I surrender.”
Many enemies were taken prisoner, including the surrendered Baron Elibeth.
As Enoch got off his horse and took a breather, one of his knights came running towards him.
“There is something you need to check.”
The place the knight guided us to was a back road behind the Allied Forces barracks.
“I searched just in case...”
“...”
Enoch looked down at the man who had fallen on the road without saying a word.
The man lying with a sword wound in his stomach was Henry Insidio, Agatha's fourth ex-husband, whom Enoch had ordered the knights to find.
“I found him lying on the ground with a knife wound.”
The surrounding area was filled with blood that was presumed to be Henry's.
Enoch walked up to him and checked to see if Henry was alive. He was breathing lightly and had barely a pulse.
“It’s almost like he's dead.”
“According to the first soldier who discovered it, a man who appeared to be a knight of the Allied Forces stabbed the fleeing Baron.”
“Stab?”
Then it was said that there was an internal conflict. It wasn't a person who would be particularly popular.
“This is difficult.”
Henry Insidio was one of the most important loot Enoch intended to offer to Agatha.
He was planning to steal him from the Crown Prince, but he died in vain like this.
“Where is the one who stabbed him?”
“I don’t know. They said he dropped the knife and ran away.”
Enoch immediately checked the hilt of the sword that had stabbed Henry.
It was the emblem of the Baron Insidio family.
It wasn't just a simple internal strife, but Henry died by the hand of his own vassal.
Those were truly shabby words.
“Take care of it first. I need to show it to His Highness and His Majesty.”
"All right."
Now it is time to return to Agatha.
With his army and important prisoners, Enoch returned to Nobilis, where Agatha was.
Agatha, who had already heard the report that the battle was over, was waiting in front of the castle gate.
"Enoch."
“I’m back, Agatha.”
The man got off his horse and kissed her on the cheek.
Agatha quickly examined Enoch from head to toe.
Although it was stained with blood, dirt, etc.
There was no sign of injury on his face, which had a faint smile on its face.
“I’m glad you’re back safe and sound, Enoch. Come on in. You’d better wash up first.”
"All right."
Agatha looked back at the general consul, Jasha, who was standing behind her.
“Jasha, take care of the soldiers. Provide them with bath water and food so they can wash and eat to their heart’s content.”
“Don’t worry, Madam. I will make sure they enjoy their victory.”
Here, at the lord's castle of Bork Castle, built on the northernmost border of the Nobilis territory, a banquet for the knights was also prepared.
There was no word, but the atmosphere among the knights and soldiers behind them was filled with anticipation and joy.
It was a festival with plenty of meat, although drinks were provided instead of alcohol because the guards still had to be guarded.
Enoch turned around and called his senior knights and gave them an order.
“Everyone worked hard. Make sure to enjoy yourself to the fullest extent possible tomorrow without any problems. Don’t let your guard down.”
“Understood, my lord.”
The prisoners were sorted by status and importance and taken to the castle's dungeons.
A banquet was held in the wide open space within the castle where the barracks were built to celebrate the great victory.
The Bork Castle, which had been tense due to the war, was finally in a good mood after a long time.
After checking the situation of the soldiers' banquet, Agatha returned to the lord's castle of Bork Castle.
“Enoch?”
“He is washing.”
She headed straight to the first floor.
The kitchen of the lord's castle was busy preparing a banquet for Aratus' knights and vassals who were taking place in the castle.
The table was prepared with all kinds of meat, including lamb ribs, roast pork, thick-sliced grilled beef, and whole-fried chicken.
“I think we’ll need some warm soup. Just in case, bring plenty of soup, vegetables, and fruit.”
“I will prepare now, Ma’am.”
It's a shame there's no alcohol, but the real banquet will be held at Lord Nobilis' castle after the war is over.
Agatha, who had been looking around the banquet hall of Bork Castle, turned her steps towards the stairs.
“The Marquis?”
“I heard you are in the inner room.”
Is there still more to do?
Agatha went upstairs in a puzzled manner. In front of the lord’s castle room, the butler and servants were waiting.
“Your Grace, Her Grace has arrived.”
“Come in.”
Entering the room, Agatha found Enoch sitting on the sofa with a towel wrapped around him.
All sorts of emotions were rushing into his gray eyes beneath his wet hair. He strode toward Agatha.
"Enoch?"
It was an emotional change that had not been discovered even at the gate just a little while ago.
Bang, the door closed behind her.
The man hugged her without saying a word. She could feel the warmth coming from him, who had just come out of the bath.
“Please stay like this for a little while.”
What happened on the battlefield?
Agatha also hugged the man's waist. She could feel the firm body under her hands.
“Aren’t you hungry?”
“You seem more in a hurry than eating right now.”
Then there was silence for a while. Agatha couldn't hide the reddening tips of her ears.
He just stood there with his chin resting on her temples, breathing hard.
“What happened?”
“...”
Agatha dug deeper into his arms.
Under a thin gown.
A heavy, slow heartbeat was beating in his chest right next to her ear.
Enoch opened his mouth.
“By the way, Baron Henry Insidio died on the spot while trying to escape due to the betrayal of his subordinates. I think I should deliver the body to His Majesty, but would you like to check it before that?”
“Huh? He’s dead?”
In fact, Agatha was surprised because she had completely forgotten about Henry while worrying about Enoch.
Yes, there was Henry.
Anyway, she felt a little strange that her fourth ex-husband died so meaninglessly.
“It’s good that it’s safe, but I feel like he died too easily.”
“I’m sorry. I should have been more careful.”
“I don’t blame you. My fourth ex-husband was a very deserving person.”
By the way, it was a little disappointing that the task of finding the person behind Henry's incitement became distant.
It would have been perfect if they had found it there.
“...I wonder if the five families don’t know.”
"Huh?"
“It’s nothing. Is that why you’re doing this?”
When Agatha rested her chin on his chest and looked up, she saw, in order, his neck and jaw extending strongly from his shoulders, his handsome face, and his low, swaying gray eyes.
Enoch lowered his gaze.
“It’s not because of that.”
"Sure?"
“Someone asked me today if I was after Nobilis’ fortune.”
Agatha opened her eyes wide. Only Nobilis' relatives would say such nonsense.
“Baron Elibeth, right? Don’t worry about it. I know better than anyone that you are different from those people.”
“Wasn’t our beginning a political marriage?”
For a moment, Agatha stared up at him. The man was still avoiding her gaze.
“When I decided to marry you, your background definitely influenced my choice. Besides you, there were other noblewomen in my family who would not be shaken, but the best of them all was definitely you, Agatha.”
Agatha opened her mouth, feeling a little bewildered.
“What’s wrong with that?”
Finally, his gaze turned to her. Agatha looked straight into his shaking gray eyes and spoke.
“You must have seen it before I proposed. I looked into your past through the magistrate.”
"That-"
“I’m no different. I was delighted by your clean past, and that’s why I decided to marry you.”
For a moment, Agatha's cheeks turned red.
“Of course, the biggest reason is that I fell in love with you.”
“Aren’t you upset that you’ve already fought in two wars as Agatha's seventh husband?”
“Well, I don’t care what number it is. I just find it unpleasant that there are people like you who are after my wife.”
Enoch's experience was not short enough to excite the other party as he wished. When he failed to get the desired reaction, Baron Elibeth became excited instead.
“You must have been jealous of the Nobilis family’s wealth!”
“No. It is your kindred spirits who covet Agatha’s fortune. Weren’t you the ones who sent the assassins who wielded swords against her?”
Enoch swung his sword hard and pinched the truth.
“Participating in this battle of the territory must have been in that context.”
The provocation was successful. Baron Elibeth's hands, which had been blocking Enoch's sword and occasionally attacking, began to feel dizzy.
As time went by, the timing to block the attacks became increasingly tense, and he soon lost his sword before reaching the thirty-point mark.
The sword that was lost disappeared far away, beyond the reach of anyone who could catch it again.
“Ugh!”
Baron Elibeth tried to draw his spare sword, enduring the pain of his torn wrist, but Enoch was one step faster.
Enoch's sword touched the bare skin exposed between the armor and helmet. Baron Elibut's movements stopped at the touch of the metal stained with the blood of many enemies he had killed.
“Will you surrender?”
If he doesn't want to die, there is no other way than to surrender.
Baron Elibeth was not foolish enough to risk his life in a war waged out of greed for more, so he had only one answer.
“I surrender.”
Many enemies were taken prisoner, including the surrendered Baron Elibeth.
As Enoch got off his horse and took a breather, one of his knights came running towards him.
“There is something you need to check.”
The place the knight guided us to was a back road behind the Allied Forces barracks.
“I searched just in case...”
“...”
Enoch looked down at the man who had fallen on the road without saying a word.
The man lying with a sword wound in his stomach was Henry Insidio, Agatha's fourth ex-husband, whom Enoch had ordered the knights to find.
“I found him lying on the ground with a knife wound.”
The surrounding area was filled with blood that was presumed to be Henry's.
Enoch walked up to him and checked to see if Henry was alive. He was breathing lightly and had barely a pulse.
“It’s almost like he's dead.”
“According to the first soldier who discovered it, a man who appeared to be a knight of the Allied Forces stabbed the fleeing Baron.”
“Stab?”
Then it was said that there was an internal conflict. It wasn't a person who would be particularly popular.
“This is difficult.”
Henry Insidio was one of the most important loot Enoch intended to offer to Agatha.
He was planning to steal him from the Crown Prince, but he died in vain like this.
“Where is the one who stabbed him?”
“I don’t know. They said he dropped the knife and ran away.”
Enoch immediately checked the hilt of the sword that had stabbed Henry.
It was the emblem of the Baron Insidio family.
It wasn't just a simple internal strife, but Henry died by the hand of his own vassal.
Those were truly shabby words.
“Take care of it first. I need to show it to His Highness and His Majesty.”
"All right."
Now it is time to return to Agatha.
With his army and important prisoners, Enoch returned to Nobilis, where Agatha was.
Agatha, who had already heard the report that the battle was over, was waiting in front of the castle gate.
"Enoch."
“I’m back, Agatha.”
The man got off his horse and kissed her on the cheek.
Agatha quickly examined Enoch from head to toe.
Although it was stained with blood, dirt, etc.
There was no sign of injury on his face, which had a faint smile on its face.
“I’m glad you’re back safe and sound, Enoch. Come on in. You’d better wash up first.”
"All right."
Agatha looked back at the general consul, Jasha, who was standing behind her.
“Jasha, take care of the soldiers. Provide them with bath water and food so they can wash and eat to their heart’s content.”
“Don’t worry, Madam. I will make sure they enjoy their victory.”
Here, at the lord's castle of Bork Castle, built on the northernmost border of the Nobilis territory, a banquet for the knights was also prepared.
There was no word, but the atmosphere among the knights and soldiers behind them was filled with anticipation and joy.
It was a festival with plenty of meat, although drinks were provided instead of alcohol because the guards still had to be guarded.
Enoch turned around and called his senior knights and gave them an order.
“Everyone worked hard. Make sure to enjoy yourself to the fullest extent possible tomorrow without any problems. Don’t let your guard down.”
“Understood, my lord.”
The prisoners were sorted by status and importance and taken to the castle's dungeons.
A banquet was held in the wide open space within the castle where the barracks were built to celebrate the great victory.
The Bork Castle, which had been tense due to the war, was finally in a good mood after a long time.
After checking the situation of the soldiers' banquet, Agatha returned to the lord's castle of Bork Castle.
“Enoch?”
“He is washing.”
She headed straight to the first floor.
The kitchen of the lord's castle was busy preparing a banquet for Aratus' knights and vassals who were taking place in the castle.
The table was prepared with all kinds of meat, including lamb ribs, roast pork, thick-sliced grilled beef, and whole-fried chicken.
“I think we’ll need some warm soup. Just in case, bring plenty of soup, vegetables, and fruit.”
“I will prepare now, Ma’am.”
It's a shame there's no alcohol, but the real banquet will be held at Lord Nobilis' castle after the war is over.
Agatha, who had been looking around the banquet hall of Bork Castle, turned her steps towards the stairs.
“The Marquis?”
“I heard you are in the inner room.”
Is there still more to do?
Agatha went upstairs in a puzzled manner. In front of the lord’s castle room, the butler and servants were waiting.
“Your Grace, Her Grace has arrived.”
“Come in.”
Entering the room, Agatha found Enoch sitting on the sofa with a towel wrapped around him.
All sorts of emotions were rushing into his gray eyes beneath his wet hair. He strode toward Agatha.
"Enoch?"
It was an emotional change that had not been discovered even at the gate just a little while ago.
Bang, the door closed behind her.
The man hugged her without saying a word. She could feel the warmth coming from him, who had just come out of the bath.
“Please stay like this for a little while.”
What happened on the battlefield?
Agatha also hugged the man's waist. She could feel the firm body under her hands.
“Aren’t you hungry?”
“You seem more in a hurry than eating right now.”
Then there was silence for a while. Agatha couldn't hide the reddening tips of her ears.
He just stood there with his chin resting on her temples, breathing hard.
“What happened?”
“...”
Agatha dug deeper into his arms.
Under a thin gown.
A heavy, slow heartbeat was beating in his chest right next to her ear.
Enoch opened his mouth.
“By the way, Baron Henry Insidio died on the spot while trying to escape due to the betrayal of his subordinates. I think I should deliver the body to His Majesty, but would you like to check it before that?”
“Huh? He’s dead?”
In fact, Agatha was surprised because she had completely forgotten about Henry while worrying about Enoch.
Yes, there was Henry.
Anyway, she felt a little strange that her fourth ex-husband died so meaninglessly.
“It’s good that it’s safe, but I feel like he died too easily.”
“I’m sorry. I should have been more careful.”
“I don’t blame you. My fourth ex-husband was a very deserving person.”
By the way, it was a little disappointing that the task of finding the person behind Henry's incitement became distant.
It would have been perfect if they had found it there.
“...I wonder if the five families don’t know.”
"Huh?"
“It’s nothing. Is that why you’re doing this?”
When Agatha rested her chin on his chest and looked up, she saw, in order, his neck and jaw extending strongly from his shoulders, his handsome face, and his low, swaying gray eyes.
Enoch lowered his gaze.
“It’s not because of that.”
"Sure?"
“Someone asked me today if I was after Nobilis’ fortune.”
Agatha opened her eyes wide. Only Nobilis' relatives would say such nonsense.
“Baron Elibeth, right? Don’t worry about it. I know better than anyone that you are different from those people.”
“Wasn’t our beginning a political marriage?”
For a moment, Agatha stared up at him. The man was still avoiding her gaze.
“When I decided to marry you, your background definitely influenced my choice. Besides you, there were other noblewomen in my family who would not be shaken, but the best of them all was definitely you, Agatha.”
Agatha opened her mouth, feeling a little bewildered.
“What’s wrong with that?”
Finally, his gaze turned to her. Agatha looked straight into his shaking gray eyes and spoke.
“You must have seen it before I proposed. I looked into your past through the magistrate.”
"That-"
“I’m no different. I was delighted by your clean past, and that’s why I decided to marry you.”
For a moment, Agatha's cheeks turned red.
“Of course, the biggest reason is that I fell in love with you.”
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