Rebirth of the Ruined Noble

Chapter 103 The Banquet (4)

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Among the four supreme stars of the eastern continent, two belonged to the Great Mauryan empire: the Prime Minister, Grandmage Lucas Traumen who had reached the pinnacle of the magical realm - the nine star level and the Emperor, Kaiser Von Brittan himself. Both of them stood as the central pillars for the Mauryan empire.

Whereas among the remaining two, the Spirit Master, Jishuka Von Cyprus, had little interest in the affairs of the empire and didn't involve herself in any matters except those related to the Freljord academy. 

However, there was one exception - the Sword Saint, Aralion Stromblade. He, who had reached the pinnacle in the way of the sword and arguably the strongest among the four supreme stars, but as his origins remained unknown, the empire always remained cautious when dealing with him.

The Emperor couldn't control him due to his incredible powers, and the sword saint cared little for the face of the Emperor or the nobles. This became evident when, instead of entering the festive palace as a guest, he jumped in through a window like a thug and immediately engaged in what seemed like a fight with other nobles. 

However, in reality, he only wanted to talk to Eren, but everyone misunderstood his intentions.

"Please refrain from going any further," Hubert said, tightening his grip around the sword hanging on his waist. Even Huges was ready to intervene if needed, they refused to let anyone hurt their child if it was the sword saint himself.

Eren, who watched the whole situation, quickly intervened before it could escalate any further.

"Father, it's okay. Sir Sword Saint means no harm," Eren reassured, prompting a confused look from Hubert. However, he didn't bother to explain further and simply bowed slightly towards the Sword Saint.

"It has been a while, Sir," he said, displaying the etiquette befitting a noble.

Aralion smiled at the behavior of the 14-year-old and scratched his head. "Ah, you still act like an adult, don't you? Why don't you teach some of that manners to my disciple too?" he remarked, looking at a kid who was casually trying to hide a bottle of expensive wine under his shirt.

Zephyr smiled sheepishly as he was caught red-handed by his own master. However, the attention of everyone in the festive palace, including the Emperor, was too focused on Aralion's words to pay much attention to the actions of a child.

"The Sword Saint has a disciple?"

"Who is it? What kind of genius is he for the Sword Saint to take him as a personal disciple?"

"Wait! How does the sword saint know the Pendragon's kid?"

These questions ran wild in the minds of the guests as they gazed at Zephyr and Eren. Among those stares, Zephyr especially felt the Emperor's gaze, which seemed too intense.

The Emperor was thinking about one thing at this time - the Sword Saint was always a variable he couldn't control and he held too much power to leave him unmonitored. 

The emperor feared that if the Sword Saint sided with another nation, it could become a danger for the Mauryan empire. But now, the Emperor felt like he had found a way to tie down the Sword Saint to the Mauryan empire.

As the Emperor thought of a plan, his gaze shifted naturally towards his daughter, the royal Princess, Aurora, who was watching the situation as surprised as other guests at the festive palace. There was no need to explain what the emperor was thinking. 

The sage of wisdom, the Prime Minister of the Mauryan empire, noticed the emperor's intention with just one look. Although Sage Lucas Traumen felt like it would be unjust to the child, as the Prime Minister of the Mauryan empire, the welfare of the kingdom is what mattered most to him, and everything else was just secondary.

In the midst of their thoughts, the Emperor gaze met with the Prime Minister's, and the sage of wisdom answered the Emperor's gaze with a nod, which went unnoticed by most as their attention was fixed on the interaction between Eren and the Sword Saint. There were many questions on their minds.

First of all, they discovered that the Sword Saint had a disciple, but another question invaded their minds: What is the relation of Eren with the Sword Saint?

All their questions were left unanswered as the Sword Saint simply placed his hand on Eren's shoulder and took another sip of his wine.

"There is something I want to talk about with you. Will you accompany me for a drink?" he asked.

The guests were once again surprised by the actions of the Sword Saint. The Supreme Star, known as the Sword Saint, requesting time with a 14-year-old kid?

They couldn't comprehend the current situation. Jealous gazes from students and adults alike fell on Eren, burdening him. Among them, Eren's parents and his uncle Huges were perhaps the most surprised, as their cute son kept giving them surprises. They had no idea when he had made a connection with the Sword Saint.

But Eren wasn't in a position to show any emotions. He simply responded to the Sword Saint's request respectfully, "It would be my honor, Sir."

But before the sword saint could react another voice broke out-

"St-Stop, stop right there," the black cat suddenly jumped onto the Sword Saint's head, halting the two.

Eren tilted his head in confusion as he was unaware of why the Principal of the Freljord Academy was stopping them. 

Personally, it was the first time Eren was meeting her.... He had no connection or conversation with her previously, so he found it quite intriguing as to what may be the reason for her to stop them.

"Hey, get off my head right now," the Sword Saint whined, shaking his head vigorously. However, the cat didn't even budge as it said, "Become my disciple, Eren Pendragon."

One, two, three, four, five... six seconds of deep silence filled the festive palace before commotion broke out.

"WHAT?!"

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