Subaru Natsuki, who returned from the new Three Kingdoms

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Emilia's expression froze slightly.

Ferut immediately raised her eyebrows.

Ram's eyes flickered slightly.

"Is Lord Natsuki Subaru dissatisfied with the gift?"

"The gift was very generous, as generous as Mr. Cao's heartfelt intentions."

Natsuki Subaru was completely serious.

"But I can't go for now."

"What's the reason?"

"I want to stay in the capital."

Natsuki Subaru looked out the window.

"The royal selection has just begun, and the lords are still unknown. I haven't even seen all of Emilia, Felt, Crusch, Priscilla, and Anastasia. If I were to go directly to your territories at this time, it would be like entering a camp before the war even begins."

He shook his head.

“Choosing a lord is a major matter and should not be taken lightly. If, in the blink of an eye, a hen turns into a duck, and today a loyal man enters your camp, but tomorrow you discover there are honest men elsewhere, wouldn't that lead to chaos?”

"Wouldn't I, Natsuki Subaru, become a slave to four masters at that time?"

These words were surprisingly clear.

It was so clear that Ram squinted slightly and didn't respond immediately...

Waiting for a higher price...

Reinhard then looked at Subaru Natsuki.

He can understand that reason.

If Subaru really wants to select someone worthy of his assistance from among the candidates for the royal selection, then staying in the capital to observe the various factions is more reasonable than immediately heading to Roswaal's territory.

Emilia lowered her eyes.

"I see."

She tried her best to make her voice sound normal.

"Yes, Subaru makes a lot of sense."

She knew perfectly well that this was reasonable.

Subaru is not from her faction.

They met again yesterday.

Or rather, to her, they had only met yesterday.

She had no reason to ask Subaru to come with her.

But my heart still sank slightly.

Could it be that the person who lost their memory really had a deep relationship with Subaru?

So deep that even if you forget, some trace still remains in your body and mind?

Emilia glanced at Subaru Natsuki, her mental age completely out of sync with her actual age, unaware that she had developed feelings for him...

Subaru is talking to Felt.

He seemed completely oblivious to her disappointment.

This made Emilia feel a little wronged.

Only a little bit.

May I take a look at these things?

Ferut had already crouched down next to the box.

She looked at the jewels, then at the gold coins, her eyes like a lamp suddenly lit up in the night in a slum.

"Look."

Subaru Natsuki said generously.

"Take whatever you like."

"Really?"

Ferut immediately looked up.

"of course."

Natsuki Subaru patted his chest.

"I'm willing to share even fine wine with others, so what are these jewels compared to that?"

"I, Subaru Nagatsuki, have never been stingy with rewards for my subordinates. Which general in Cao Wei does not know of my unparalleled loyalty and righteousness?"

"Who's your subordinate? This is just you paying tribute to your lord in advance!"

Ferut said that, but her hands were already reaching into the box.

She picked up a necklace, looked at it in the sunlight, then thought it was too aristocratic and put it back.

Then he picked up a few more holy gold coins, weighed them in his hand, and his eyes shone even brighter.

"This is good."

Reinhard couldn't help but speak up:

“Felt, isn’t this a bit impolite? After all, these are gifts to thank Subaru.”

Ferut stopped moving.

Subaru Natsuki simply waved his hand.

“Reinhard, you’re being stingy.”

"mean?"

Reinhard was slightly taken aback.

"That's right. Remember, don't be too formal; being too formal will lower your magnanimity."

Subaru pointed at Felt, his tone becoming increasingly self-righteous.

“It is only natural for a subject to share in the rewards bestowed by his lord. Besides, Ferut is now considered a potential emperor, so what’s wrong with her taking a little?”

“She takes a few gold coins from me today, but if she becomes powerful in the future, the entire treasury will be hers. This is called getting used to things in advance.”

He lowered his voice again, as if he were imparting some secret strategy for governing the country.

"If the emperor doesn't even know how to spend money, the national treasury will sooner or later be in a precarious state."

"His fate is unknown, that means..."

Reinhard: "..."

Ferut: "Who wants to adapt to the national treasury!"

Even so, she still put the gold coins into her pocket.

Ram watched this scene without changing his expression.

But she was beginning to feel that today's task was more difficult than she had imagined.

Lord Roswaal asked her to extend a polite invitation.

Unexpectedly, Subaru Natsuki, who seemed to be a greedy fellow, accepted such a generous gift without batting an eye.

But they refused to leave.

Instead, they distributed the gifts on the spot?

Is this to show that he considers money as dirt?

Ferut was still flipping through the gifts on the spot.

The Sword Saint did not stop it.

Lady Emilia clearly didn't want to force the issue.

The situation was sliding in a direction that was very loose, yet difficult for her to intervene in.

Natsuki Subaru squatted down next to the box and rummaged through the thank-you gifts.

He picked up the magic ore and examined it, then picked up the potion and shook it.

"This is good, this is good too. This would probably be good for exchanging for wine."

Ferut immediately turned her head to look.

"You're still thinking about alcohol?"

"Liquor is the essence of grain."

Subaru Natsuki answered casually.

He flipped through it a few more times, then suddenly a regretful expression appeared on his face.

"pity."

Ram immediately seized the opportunity.

"Lord Subaru Natsuki, is there anything you're not satisfied with?"

"Unfortunately, there are no good swords."

Natsuki Subaru sighed.

"Jewelry is fine, but it cannot kill. Gold coins are exquisite, but they cannot be used to discuss swords. There isn't a single good sword among them."

He reached into the box and rummaged around inside, as if confirming some heartbreaking fact.

"It's like giving a banner to a raging storm, but not a sword to a scabbard. My sword heart is already thirsting for blood! But all I see here are pearls and jade."

Reinhard looked at him.

"Subaru wants a sword?"

"think."

Subaru Natsuki nodded.

"I promised the old hero in the backyard that I would fight him again with all my might next time. To fight such a hero with a wooden sword would be a waste of his talent."

His expression became much more serious as he spoke.

"To spar with such an old hero, one should use a real sword! How can one know the sharpness of a sword if it is not sheathed? When heroes meet, it would be a pity not to use real skills, just like drinking without a large cup."

Reinhardt's eyes widened slightly.

"You want to compete with Grandpa again?"

"Of course!"

Subaru Natsuki said firmly.

Reinhard fell silent.

He suddenly didn't know what to say.

Grandfather agreed to make a promise with Subaru for the next time.

This matter itself had already exceeded his expectations.

But in that instant, Ram finally saw an opportunity.

"As for good swords, Lord Roswaal does have some in his territory."

Chapter 23: 023. What? Ram is actually a servant!

"As for good swords, Lord Roswaal does have some in his territory."