Winter Lord: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 119 It was just a fall

Outside Louis's room, Bradley, Sif, Lambert, and several bodyguards waited anxiously.

Although they had already seen Louis awaken.

But in such a sudden situation, even if you "wake up," it doesn't completely dispel the worries in your heart.

The group exchanged glances, but wisely refrained from barging in and instead waited at the door.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long. About half an hour later, the door clicked open.

Louis walked out slowly, looking a little tired and pale, but otherwise just as usual.

Everyone rushed forward.

"Lord Louis, how are you feeling?"

"In the end what happened?"

"Is there any discomfort?"

He waved his hand, his tone as calm as ever: "It's nothing serious. I just... got distracted, tripped, and passed out."

A moment of silence fell over everyone.

Lambert's lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed it back.

Sif gave her a "Do you think I believe that?" look.

Finally, Bradley sighed, "Anyway, I'm glad you're safe."

“Bradley, prepare a feast tonight,” Louis then instructed. “Use the meat of that ice serpent, and have all the knights come. Let them eat as much as they can.”

Bradley was taken aback: "Sir, you've only just woken up, your body..."

“I’m fine,” Louis interrupted him calmly. “Besides, I already promised them I would throw a banquet with the giant snake meat.”

He paused, then lowered his voice: "Besides, news of my sudden fainting has probably already spread. Rather than let them speculate, I'd rather show myself to everyone."

Bradley was silent for a moment, then finally nodded: "Understood, I'll go arrange it right away."

Louis turned around and casually added, "By the way, cut off a piece of the snake gall every morning and make soup for me."

"Okay, my lord."

Louis wouldn't be so generous as to share something that could improve blood circulation with just anyone.

He was curious to see how much these snake gallbladders could improve his bloodline.

Seeing that Louis looked normal, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and dispersed to their respective posts.

Only Sif stood at the doorway, motionless.

Louis noticed her, took a few steps closer, and had a teasing smile on his lips.

"What, you're not... worried about me, are you?"

Sif seemed to have been suddenly struck by a thought, and her cheeks flushed noticeably.

She hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded gently: "Mmm..."

Then, the next second, she turned and ran: "I...I'm going to work!"

Louis was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Huh? This time she didn't argue back." He shook his head, watching Sif's retreating figure: "She's actually quite cute."

How could he not have noticed?
Sif's hesitant gestures, her reactions to her own stubbornness and soft heart, and the occasional glances she gave me...

It's no longer just a simple expression of respect from subordinates to their lord.

"Well... a tsundere white-haired beauty, she's definitely to my liking." Louis stretched, a slight smile playing on his lips.

…………

As night fell, the cold night wind rattled the windowpanes, but the banquet hall was as bright as day, with candlelight flickering on the chandeliers, dispelling some of the gloom.

The knights took their seats one after another, and the meat of the Ice Vein Serpent was cut into thick chunks and stewed and smoked by the chefs into various dishes that were served on the table.

The air was filled with a hot and greasy aroma, but the crowd's spirits did not rise accordingly.

This should have been a grand celebration, but now nobody's in the mood for it.

"What exactly is going on, my lord?"

"They say it was attacked by monsters..." "Shh, don't say that, it's a rumor."

……

Whispers were exchanged amidst the clinking of wine glasses.

Everyone forced a smile and compelled themselves to raise their glasses, but a hint of unease lingered in each toast.

Will sat in the corner with his head down, not saying a word.

"If only I had been there that day." This thought kept flashing through his mind.

Only after the training session ended did he hear that Lord Louis had fallen into a coma and had been carried back by Lambert and the others.

A sense of inexplicable self-reproach welled up in Weil's heart.

If I were there, would there be anything I could do?
Just as a sense of unease settled over everyone, the door was suddenly opened by a servant.

A tall and upright young man walked slowly into the banquet hall.

His black tuxedo with red patterns was impeccably tailored, making him look like a sharp blade about to be drawn from its sheath.

Every step was steady and composed, without any abnormality.

It was Louis Calvin, of course.

"The lord is here!"

"Are you really... alright?"

The crowd stirred for a moment, but then quieted down, all standing up to watch him walk to the front seat.

Louis stepped onto the stage, glanced around at the crowd, and smiled slightly.

"Today's banquet is a bit late. And it has indeed... caused everyone some worry."

He paused, then added in a serious tone, "After all, I... tripped and fell, and passed out."

After speaking, there was a brief silence.

"puff."

"Hahahahahaha!"

A burst of laughter instantly erupted throughout the hall.

Even Will, who was sitting sullenly in the corner, couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Everyone knows that it couldn't have been just "falling down".

Their lord, an elite knight, would faint from a fall?

What a joke.

But this utterly unconvincing excuse actually put everyone at ease.

The oppressive atmosphere was swept away, and everyone raised their glasses to toast, finally bringing genuine laughter and noise.

With Louis's appearance and speech, the atmosphere in the hall finally relaxed completely.

Steam rose from the abundant snake meat on the long table, its fat glistening, and beneath the golden, crispy skin lay the lean meat of the giant ice-veined serpent, brimming with immense energy.

Sliced, roasted, or stewed, and seasoned with various spices, it is mouthwatering.

"This is... the meat of the Ice Vein Giant Serpent!" A young knight stared at the thick slices of serpent meat before him, his eyes lighting up.

"Stop looking, eat! Then hurry up and circulate your energy! You'll regret it for the rest of your life if you waste this opportunity!" The old knight next to him had already swallowed the meat in a few bites, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to regulate his breathing and circulate his battle qi.

As the blood and qi within everyone's bodies pulsed, the essence of the demonic beast's flesh was rapidly transformed into battle qi, which flowed into their limbs and bones.

In the hall, a tall young knight suddenly trembled, and then a faint red halo appeared on his body.

"Breakthrough!"

"Hey! Another one!"

Cheers came and went.

At least three young riders successfully broke through their bottlenecks during this celebration party tonight.

And so, the celebration banquet came to a close amidst the aroma of wine, the warmth of meat, and the joy of the breakthrough.

(End of this chapter)