Argument.

It is the award of rewards, the distribution of territory, and the holding of lords and commissioners, depending on the degree of merit, in recognition of the men the master has fought for - that is the general way of discussing merit.

Naturally, the Rhinol Kingdom's thesis will also, unlike its example, award prizes to those who branded it a thesis ceremony and were active in this battle.

The place where the ceremony takes place is one of several large halls within the royal castle.

Not all those who took part in the battle will be called, but those who cite the manners they initiated will always be invited.

(... this time, most of the handles I mentioned during the ambush would belong to His Highness)

There was something I had talked about before when I saw King Sin Lu, but there was almost nothing about his work at that time.

To water up and foil the activity of Ceylan.

To hide what was cornered by an ambush.

Sometimes the rest is about adjusting the size of the handle and in the honor of the Kingsguards.

For those reasons, what happened then was reconstructed in the story: 'The Empire ambushed Seylan, but it was in a light comeback'.

... or it was Seylan who originally stabbed Dusseia in the stomach, so the handle is located in Seylan.

There is no fine dust in the feeling that it was taken away, and I can rather say that this is natural.

Still, you'll get about a letter of sentiment and a bounty.

Noah and Kazzi also worked, so they should be sent to their newly bought mansion later, along with theirs.

This time, you should be pleased with the honor of attending the ceremony and being allowed to watch it.

This alone is a breakthrough treatment for an abandoned offspring.

On the day of the ceremony, Arcs went with Noah to the royal castle.

By way of example, Kazzi left a message hating a place that was so prestigious. He wore a triangle towel and apron to work on cleaning his new house and tidying up his luggage, while getting Noah a novel saying, "Someday you will be asked to leave."

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Either way, the venue where the ceremony will take place is long and large, with balconies on both sides of the second floor.

The back of the room is quite high because of the chair the king sits on his back.

Now the curtain of your seat is raised, so that you can see it.

Other places, on the other hand, are people, people, people, wherever you look.

In the ground floor hall, invitees are regularly lined up, almost filled with people.

I think of school entrance ceremonies, graduation ceremonies, large company joining ceremonies, etc.

Naturally, this one is bigger.

"Awesome man..."

"Besides those who were active in the war and those with them, the martial officer nobility of the kingdom, the civilian nobility. And some of our guests have been invited by a friendly country."

"... that means that fucking dad too?

"No, Joshua said you are currently traveling to the East, and you do not appear to have been invited."

Apparently, Joshua is not even in the King's Capital.

Now there's no longer any chance of us face-to-face this time.

I first relieve myself of that and turn to my surroundings again.

Beside the Great Hall are General Kingsguard, who leads the National Army, and four North-East and West generals, including Uncle Clemeria, and two currently appointed generals on a temporary basis, twelve National Demon Instructors. Of course, there was an appearance of my uncle Crave.

On the other hand, on both wings of the stage on which the king sits, seats are provided for the independent monarchs under his umbrella.

The same goes for the National Magic Instructors, but this one and everyone else. All of them are likely to have one or two habits.

Naturally, some of them appeared to be Louise, one of the protagonists in this one.

In the front row, find the face you know.

"Oh, it's Deet."

"Mr. Louise is active, and Mr. Dieto has led his troops in battle."

"Deet, maybe they'll call you names here"

"There seems to be a lot of potential."

I guess. Later in the battle, I heard he stormed the enemy horizontal line to threaten the back of Polk Nadar, as well as some of his squire's ranks. I don't know the grade of merit, but they should be doing what they call it.

Others are VIPs from the Northern Union, as well as Sapphireburg generals and nobles.

Looking at the upstairs seats in the Great Hall, there were also figures of those dressed like Japanese and Chinese style messed up.

"Maybe that one's from the East?

"Yeah, probably a guest of honor in the Hundreds."

"Are you from the Union of Hundreds..."

This would also be due to the Crocellulode family's profound fringe with the East.

Over the Eastern Cross Mountains, superpowers came all the way to deliver congratulations.

That's the only thing that foils the ceremony.

If you look closely, there were messenger-like people from other countries in the sleeves of the stage.

This battle, from the side, is a domestic scandal of the rebellion of the nobility, and it is not hearsay good to hustle inside and out.

It is common for VIPs not to invite them, but sometimes the empire was in the dark this time, and they would do it with that rebellion.

Besides, all we collect here are countries hostile to the British Empire.

Sometimes as a battle, it's a pleasant win, and it'll work well together.

… are you ready, eventually the ceremonial facilitator walks out to the sleeve of the stage.

As it were, when he gave his greetings to begin the ceremony, the King and Prince Wang entered. When they each took their seats, the facilitator opened his mouth.

"- This rebellion in Nadar was a despicable ploy orchestrated by the British Empire. But His Royal Highness the King bounced the ploy brilliantly, bringing victory to the kingdom"

The facilitator will describe the revelations of the war.

In a subdued tone when.

Expose your anger when you do.

Encouraging and emotional, as appealing to the mood of the row attendants.

At the end of the explanation of the whole story, the envoys of other countries stand before the king Sinr and congratulate him one after the other.

"- Congratulations on your victory this time."

"- In the pleasant victory of the kingdom, in the presence of a serious celebration"

"- I thought this was also due to the royal glory of Crocellulode."

etc.

First of all, formal exchanges are repeated about the victory of the battle.

When that's over, now it's the king's word.

"King of the kingdom of Rhinol, it is Sinl Crocellulord. First of all, on this occasion of the ceremony, I would like to thank the guests who have come a long way."

King Sinl expressed his gratitude to his guests, and in turn,

"And prior to the ritual of argument, I have something to tell you first. In this battle, my Prince Seylan served as General in spite of the first battle. He won the battle and then even won the victory over Dusseia Lubanca, deputy general of the army of the eastern side of the British Empire. I'd like to start by recognising its work here."

... Seylan's activity is another thing apart from his thesis. Since Seylan must be the best in handwriting than Prince Wang is the General, and yet the prize-giving side, he must not be the first in merit.

For this reason, it is the first form of complimenting its work by framing it separately.

When the official of the facilitator says, "His Royal Highness Prince Wang, please move forward," the bell that was prepared will ring in abundance.

Eventually, when the bell stopped ringing, many applauses were now struck and Seylan walked out before the king.

"- Shamelessly active in the status of Prince King Rhinol, brilliant. Keep up the good work for the kingdom, for the people."

"Ha! We will continue to refine"

At the end of the exchange between Sinr and Seylan, the messengers once again visited the King Prince Seylan and stated their words of celebration for the work of

"Then we move on to the Argumentative Arts Ritual! First of all, from those who have done great work in this battle, His Majesty the King will reward you with awe! Let whoever is called receive this with all his heart!

Just a few moments after the facilitator's remarks.

Fuji drum rolls echo in my head, but naturally there are no such performances here, something quiet in the venue.

Eventually Shin and the quiet hall sounded the voice of the facilitator.

"- First Class of Kung Fu is Lord Rustinel, His Excellency Louise Rustinel!

From all around, he said, "That's Lord Tsubaki..." "Is it still Lord Louise..." and so on.

"His Eminence, Louise, served as a major player in the Central Breakthrough in the Battle of the Mill Door Plains, and boarded the most in the Siege Battle, named the head of the enemy leader, Polk Nadar, and was put to an end to this battle! In view of its activity, kung fu was combined with first class, gold 500 and the award of the Great Cross Special Medal of Merit and the concession of the former Nadar territories Maysba, Roshner and Rat! Then come before Your Majesty, Lord Louise!

"Oh."

Louise nods at the facilitator's words and goes forward.

The day's rise is solid, and I don't feel the wild taste at all reminiscent of bandits like I've seen before. It's a whole army school of women.

At the same time as she moved, several officials walked out to the side of King Sinl.

Each of the officials has a tray, on which, in addition to the letters of sentiment and medals, are placed the inscriptions to be exchanged for money, as well as the documents concerning the territorial transfer.

Hey, Louise.

"Ha. Your Majesty is in a good mood."

"When it comes to the Empire, I can always help you"

"In the name of [the neck], if you wish, let me raise as many necks as I can."

"You're reliable, but if you do too much, you'll lose touch with the rest of them, so do the more, okay?

"You can't make promises. Something the sword wants his neck for."

"Kuku... right"

After the exchange of jokes, Xinl gives a clear look.

And

"Thank you for helping me with my run"

"Words Without Body"

Speaking of which, the two of us, Kon, Kon and I hit each other gently in the fist.

Louise is also quite comfortable with her king counterpart in the Sovereign Nation, but maybe Sinn and his umbrella monarch have more or less this relationship.

Deet, on the other hand, is moving his bump mouth with a disgruntled face.

To see her lips move, she's apparently complaining about "... Carchan took the handle" Tobu. Somehow, it's the same.

Louise lets his companions hold up a heap of rewards, and he lets them see it on the spot.

I guess you're appealing to me that you've done the most, and that you get so many rewards for it.

A great deal of applause and cheer rolled up, and Louise went back into it.

... At the end of Louise's award, which in a way knew what was going to happen, Sinl does not wait for the facilitator's words, but opens his mouth.

"Second class of Kung Fu is Charlemagne, and Lonell. Despite the appearance of Barg Gruba on the battlefield, I have heard that he fought this and did not retreat a single step. I want to praise the courage. Both of you, come forward."

Probably because he was called directly by the king. Count Charlemagne, Baron Lonell, walks out in front of the troops with his pins and spine stretched with tension.

If you look, Baron Lonell has made a big wound to his face, and Charlemagne, the Countess, has lost one arm. Both, I guess, were borne in the battle against the Balgu Gulba.

Isn't it quite unusual to assess the argument that loyalty comes first over merit?

Or he stopped the move without taking a step back, fighting the outrage that seemed to destroy every unit.

That just seems like a big enough deal.

On the other hand, the guests also leaked words of great surprise and inspiration about Balg Gulba, who seems to attach great importance to "that Balg Gulba and..." and "it's just amazing to be alive".

In this way, no one seems puzzled, even though it doesn't seem like a handle.

(... Is that, after all, bad?

(… Balg Gruba is the empire's strongest general to be feared by neighbouring countries. Many generals and royalties were taken over by that man, and few countries were dropped. So much so that they say there's not a single thing in the neighborhood that doesn't hold a grudge against that man. Before Balg Gruba, even the fame of His Excellency Louise will be sumptuous)

(Seriously......)

That bull, is that it?

No, I did find that intimidation and battle enormous, but I didn't think that would be enough to make it worthy of credit.

That would mean that the circumstances surrounding the Empire and that monster are special.

Sinr opens his mouth again.

"It's not a handle. But he showed his courage on the battlefield, stopped the collapse of the horizontal line, and showed his loyalty to the royal family. This is equivalent to the second degree of merit. Charlemagne shall be assigned gold 200 and Robelia, and Launell shall be awarded the Viscount the Tabernacle, and the Martial Arts Cross Medal to both."

In addition to the territorial assignment and the award of the Medal.

Both Count Charlemagne and Baron Lonell walk out in front of the king in surprise.

Count Charlemagne received Sinn's words in a tense manner, while Baron Lawnell was awarded the prize directly by the King, or so much so that he even cried.

If the efforts are labored directly by the master, I guess that means that the minister who benefits is senseless.

Anyone would be happy to be praised for their hard work.

Somehow, but I feel like I'm watching it in the Great River drama, and I'm about to cry this far.

Count Charlemagne and Baron Lonell return to where they were, in applause and cheer.

(Ha, they're all amazing)

Somehow, that's all I could think of anymore.

Then Noah exhales like she was somewhat frightened.

(... Arcs, you've been very accommodating)

'Cause this ceremony has very little to do with me.

(You say that, you eat bubbles when they call you, right?

(No way! There can't be a noble little brother who's not even grown up being called, can there?

Essentially, those who are called here are the people who cited the manners they initiated, and all who have the corresponding status.

I have no status, and I am even less than a soldier. It can't be called at a ceremony.

Anyway, talking to Noah like that,

"- And the Kung Fu Third Class... Viscount Laceft's eldest son, Arcs Laceft!

That's how I felt my name was called.

(See, that should happen...)

(There must be... What? I think I heard a name that sounded familiar right now)

…………

When I looked up, the facilitator was looking at this one.

"............ to?

While my head is filled with question marks, the venue quickly becomes noisy. "Who the hell is that?" "of Laceft... that he is the eldest son?" "Why is the Eastern house named after the Western battle?" "and so on, naturally it is only the voices of confusion that rise from the surroundings.

The men who were in the war had no choice but to know, and the other nobles gathered together have no reason to know.

As the stirring gradually grows, the facilitator begins to talk about the content of his work.

"This time he sensed in advance that Prince Wang would be targeted and raided the information gathering ground. Find evidence of Nadar rebellion and insider contact with the Empire, play a part in His Royal Highness the King's Nadar territorial escape, and in the battle, destroy the Imperial Army Demon Commander Unit. And he took over Nadar army squire leader [Pork Spear] Bail Ern in one stroke."

Sure, those are what I did on this trip.

Cooperate in the capture of the insiders.

Play a part in Saylan rescue.

Destroy the Magic Master Squad with a [Rotating Magic Bullet (Spinning Barrel)].

If you ask me, I was also doing something like a one-horse hit on Seylan's orders.

(... hey, I was pretty active)

(... What are you saying like other HRs? Weren't you aware?

(... because I was obsessed with a lot of things!

Even as Noah and I said that, the facilitator went on to talk,

"In view of those activities, this time the kung fu is the third class! In addition to the award of 100 gold, the Silver and Silver Cross Medal shall be awarded. Arcs Laceft! To Your Majesty!

It is precisely the award of money and medals.

(Man, are you serious...)

The same goes for a broken lot of money called Gold 100, but surprisingly, it's a medal to be awarded.

Silver Cross Medal. It is such a medal that it cannot be awarded without a visible activity in battle, and in the medals awarded to men in the country, to those below the General, the Golden Cross medal is assumed to be of high grade, followed by the Golden Cross medal.

This one scares me to the point I never thought it would, while Noah slaps her hand in a steady manner.

(Congratulations, Arcs)

(Why are you always like that? You are!

(Well, it's always the same thing)

What is the usual thing.

Together, the facilitator told me to come out in front of you, but what should I do?

While unable to move due to tension and confusion, a rush gradually begins to arise.

(Hey, hey, Noah? Is this really supposed to come forward?

(Mr. Arcs. I don't care. They called me, so we have to get out of here, right?

(Yes, but...)

(Everyone is waiting. Come on, get ready)

Noah pushes me back (forced) and, bewildered, pulls people apart, going out into the sprawling aisle of the red carpet.

Then, naturally, a shout of surprise arose from the surroundings.

"Ko, child!? You're not a child!

"Stupid, that outfit, it's still ten or there!?

"That kid hits [the swine spear] with one...? Hey, is this some kind of joke?!?

Stunning propagates around and the venue is surrounded by an unusual hustle and bustle.

Naturally. There's no way you can easily believe a child like this mentioned a martial arts medal.

In the first place, the person who named the Medal of War is confused. The venue is no longer an extreme source of confusion.

"We're all in front of you! Keep your private language down!

When Eurid, the Kingsguard, raises his voice of caution, the venue eventually regains calm.

Anticipating that desk, Seylan rose out of his chair and stepped forward.

"Let's prove the rest about Arcs' work. He ordered the rest to strike with the chief squire, and he gave his neck to the rest, as he had asked. Regardless, that's what the Kingsguard sees."

When Seylan guaranteed the contents of the martial arts, the venue quieted back like it was time to hit the water this time.

There still seem to be a lot of half-hearted people, but there can't be any falsehood in the argument.

Walk straight on the red carpet and out in front of King Sinr.

Look, the look on your face like you're laughing somewhere.

"Apparently you've been properly surprised. It's on your face, huh?

"I thought that... naturally there was no noticeable handle..."

"That's a sweet idea. Sweet."

"I know what's in it. It's a surprise box, no one will be surprised," Sinn whispered.

Does that mean you wanted to see this surprised face? What a bad thing people are.

Together with that, Sinl immediately gives a serious look.

"Oh, man. I didn't think you were going to give your kid a reward for the fight. You'd be the first guy in the history of a long kingdom to screw up getting a cross medal for his pre-adult thesis. Besides, you had one more big handle left."

Once again, the venue begins to cling to the sounding word.

It is in the form of a further suggestion from the king's mouth that he will be honored.

As for this, I hear voices saying that even the VIP has begun to show interest, "Looks like there's something still out there," "Does not being awarded here mean something different from the battle", etc.

"Wait over there until you're ready for this one. I'm gonna do a big ceremony."

"Yes. Thank you. Happy…"

"Encourage even more without being satisfied with this feat"

"Ha!

Receive a letter of sentiment from Sinr and thank him again.

And when I received the separator and medal from the official, like Louise and the Earls earlier, the applause and cheer rolled up.

Countless eyes will be pointing this way right now.

I can't help but poppy my back because of the large number of gazes pointed at me.

But getting noticed isn't too bad.

The pleasure of attracting attention.

Pleasure because that is envy.

Something I've never been able to take feels like I got it all at once.

I feel good about it, but I feel good about it. Totally chesty.

I guess this is the fruit of the efforts made so far.

When I looked at Fu and Crave, he turned his uncontrolled grin on me so that he would be happy with this activity.

... Finish the award and go where you were.

The red carpet on the return road was hard to see.

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