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The village chief, which I had never the opportunity of meeting was named Rohan, and he was a small, fatty man with a funny-looking moustache. However, unlike some of the nobles we had meet, he seemed very humble looking, although his clothes were notably better than all of us serfs and even those of commoners, he didn’t seemed all that fancy, aside from being fat. Which probably meant he had never gone through any problems with food unlike us serfs.
My father, due to his Title as Wild Boar Hunter that seemed to have earned himself a great deal of fame, seemed unfazed by his title and authority as a chief, and acted as equals with him, even treating him slightly bad.
“Come on, dear, don’t be so grumpy in front of the chief, the Duke is coming. Behave a bit in front of your son.” Said my mother, quickly calming my father’s anger.
“T-That’s right, Joan, listen to your wife, she’s a very wise woman.” Said Rohan. “I already told you I was sorry several times before. It has been months since then, can’t you cut me some slack? I’ve been busy doing a variety of things for the village. Not everything revolves around you.”
“You…!” My father groaned, attempting to grab the chief’s neck but he quickly stopped himself. “SIGH… I guess you’re right. It must be tough.”
“I-I’m glad you understand…” Sighed the chief while feeling relieved. He didn’t seemed to even be above Level 1 and was probably weaker than a Gray Wolf. My father’s bare hands would easily strangle him to death, if not break his neck before even killing him due to lack of oxygen.
However, there was no point in such things. Especially now that the Duke, the famous man that controls out Fiefdom had come to meet us in this large banket the chief had prepared. We were all sitting inside of his large house, there were several tables filled to the brim with food, alongside chairs spread through the hall.
The chief seemingly had no servants of his own unlike the Nobles I’ve seen, and all the people working here were probably paid to serve food and cook for him for this banket. I recognized a few faces from the Inn’s Tavern area, there was even the chef that prepared food in the kitchen, a tall and fat man with a bald head that always was immersed on his cooking.
I even saw the receptionist we always see back in the Adventurer Guild, thankfully Eleanora was hidden inside my Spirit Orb and she didn’t recognize my face as I’ve used the help of Eleanora’s [Illusion] magic to modify the appearance of my face and make it look different.
“Wooow, so many tasty foodies!” Erika began devouring anything she found over the small tables before the Duke could even come.
“Cut it out, Erika! Be more mindful, you’ll be able to eat later.” Her old father stopped her barely walking with a staff, as she quickly obeyed him.
“S-Sorry…” She sighed.
“Erika really doesn’t know how to behave.” Sighed Eric.
“Huh, yeah… She makes it too obvious…” Chris answered, his cheeks were full of food he had stealthily grabbed from the nearby table.
“You cut it out too!” Chris father, a tall and bearded man with a body that resembled a gorilla spoke, slapping his son’s head and quickly making him stop eating whatever he had hid in his pockets.
“Chris this is an important time, you’ll meet someone like the Duke and his family, please behave.” Her mother spoke, quickly making the rebellious kid shut himself up.
I suppose there wasn’t any need for me to intervene when their parents were here.
“Ah! He’s coming! All of you shut your mouths!” The chief angrily said, as he ran into the door entrance, four figures quickly made their way inside the hall, followed by another four behind them. The last four were fully armored having sharp expressions in their eyes. They were probably knights. I also recognized Lukas with them, who was the fifth that came right behind those four.
The four people that entered the room first were all unarmored, they were wearing regal clothes that easily could tell they were nobility. One fatty man, not so different looking from the chief’s appearance, but with sharp, hawk-like eyes led the four-member group. Behind him there were two almost identical twin sisters wearing a black and a white dress, with long brown hair and emerald eyes. And lastly, a tall and graceful-looking woman with the same color of hair and eyes as the twins walked behind them, her graceful appearance made most of the people gasp.
“Before you is the Duke and his family, show your respect.” A man as tall as a boar spoke, walking in front. Except from his head, his entire body was covered in armor, with a longsword sheathed tightly stuck on his hips by a wrapped belt. He looked domineering, with short white hair, and a clear cross-shaped scar across his brown face. His face was stoic, resembling a statue, and he had a sharp and short white beard as well.
Quickly, everybody kneeled before the Duke’s family. I would had preferred to die before kneeling to anybody, even a human, but my father with his monstrous strength forced me down and looked at me with a very serious expression. I had to bear with this for now.
“Good. You did a good job at preparing this banket, Rohan. I didn’t expect this to look as good as it does, especially coming from such a small Frontier Village.” Said the Duke with a rather cocky voice.
“Y-Yes my lord, I’ve done everything in my power to give you the best we can offer from both our harvest and our wild game. O-Of course, Wild Boar meat is included.” Said the chief, seemingly fearful of this small, fatty man.
The Duke smiled as he nodded, the banket quickly started as everybody was allowed to sit down and eat in peacefully… Although most people was too nervous to have any appetite.
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