Pressing his temple slightly and organizing his thoughts, Atilla finally asked the guard commander with a broad smile.

“So, where did Lady Scáthach go?”

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Cassard cast a serious glance at Prince Allen, who was reading the agreement.

Prince Allen looked much more relaxed than when he had come to Eben Bahar before. The nervousness that had once filled the defeated country at the negotiation table was gone.

He didn’t believe that the greedy Emperor Rudrager had committed suicide. However, the moment he saw Prince Allen, he seemed to have glimpsed the internal situation of Tesia.

“It’s a shame there’s no champagne.”

Hearing the admiral’s meaningful words, Allen coughed and reined in the corners of his lips that had slightly curled up.

“Champagne, you say…….”

Allen scrutinized Admiral Blahnath’s eyes and expression. Nothing was revealed, but mentioning champagne was not to celebrate Parsard’s victory.

The reference to the deceased Emperor Rudrager was clear.

Allen, conscious that no one else was in the tent, regained a relaxed expression. The admiral hadn’t known anything in their conversation at Eben Bahar anyway.

“……I was just lucky.”

Upon hearing Allen’s words, Admiral Blahnath simply smiled. Allen looked at his handsome face with strange admiration and suddenly thought.

Perhaps, Parsard and Tesia might maintain quite a friendly relationship in the future.

Being a rich man, or being a victorious country, besides the natural claims like recognition of the territories they captured or prisoner exchange, there was no coercion or unreasonable demand to take more than what they had.

They had even promised to recognize the existing autonomous regions of Crom Hold and Isnak, which they had captured.

Thus, Allen, appearing as the responsible person of the defeated country, did not have to engage in a great battle of pride.

There was only one vague conflict when Avatar joined in the middle and came to Crom Hold.

“I…….”

Perhaps afraid of the admiral who almost killed him, Avatar hesitated to speak. It was just after Allen and Admiral Blahnath had created a good atmosphere.

“The nurse who looked after me when I was in the isolation ward, is she well?”

The usually expressionless admiral’s eyebrows twitched, and he made a chillingly cold face.

“Which one are you asking about, two nurses looked after the Prince, they were replaced in the middle.”

“That…… pale ash…… blonde…… the soldier who came in with her called her Lady Scáthach…… her.”

Avatar’s face turned red as if embarrassed to ask about a woman, and he scratched the back of his head. The admiral, who had been watching him for a moment, replied indifferently, unlike his harsh expression.

“She is, of course, doing well.”

“Ah.”

“Do you have something to say to Scáthach?”

“To be honest, I would like to meet her again. I wasn’t in a condition to talk back then…… Lady Scáthach was kind to me, a prisoner…….”
Still blushing and continuing to speak towards Avaruta, the admiral twisted one corner of his mouth and laughed.

“My Skaha is quite kind.”

Upon reflection, the admiral’s way of addressing the nurse was rather intimate. Till then, absorbed in her own embarrassment, Avaruta failed to notice, but Ellen quickly picked up on something strange and looked up.

Elegantly seated and lightly wetting his throat with whiskey, the admiral chuckled and put down his glass.

“But I’m not exactly pleased that my lover is receiving the attention of another man.”

Only then did Avaruta lift her head and alternately gaze at the admiral and Ellen. Unlike the refined gesture of putting down the glass, the admiral’s eyes were brimming with energy.

Noticing Avaruta soaked in disgrace, Ellen quickly stepped in to handle the situation.

“That’s not interest in a romantic sense, but gratitude to meet again, isn’t it, Avaruta?”

“Yes…? Ah, yes, yes, brother.”

Sweat broke out on Ellen’s back.

I shouldn’t have brought him along. Seeing Avaruta in a pitiful state, feeling humiliated after being captured as a prisoner of war and exchanged with Isnark, Ellen had felt sorry for him and included him in the armistice agreement.

“You’ve chosen a fine lover. A beautiful and kind woman – she fits perfectly with the admiral.”

Fortunately, Admiral Blahnath was not so unreasonable as to overturn the agreement over a woman.

He slowly scanned the frantic Ellen and troubled Avaruta and nodded shortly.

“I will pass on your thanks. There’s no need to meet again.”

If sweat could come from eyes, Avaruta’s eyes would already have been soaked. Ellen quickly shifted the topic to the treaty for his brother’s sake.

Having taken over the authority for a month, Ellen signed the armistice treaty between Parsad[Dash]Tesia.

With the disappearance of Emperor Ludraga, whose ambition for territorial expansion had been excessive, a new era of peace between the two nations began.

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Boom[Dash]!