Actually, when it came to Kant’s drinking habit, he usually only drank red wine and was not very interested in beer.
It was just that the atmosphere just now was a little awkward. In order to let Adonis relax a little, Kant decided to ask him for a small favor to break the awkwardness. At the same time, he left some buffer time.
At this time, Bunduk had already walked out from the kitchen. Behind him was a helper pushing a dining cart filled with plates.
After walking in, Bunduk saw that there was only Kant on the dining table. He said with some dissatisfaction, “How can this Adonis leave you alone, Lord?”
“I asked him to help me get a beer, and now he is still working hard to line up. It won’t be a problem for me to sit here alone.” Kant explained, then called the helper to start serving the dishes.
“I see.” Hearing Kant’s words, Bunduk relaxed. He pulled out the dining chair and sat down.
“When he comes, let’s eat together.” Kant said.
“Yes.” Bunduk replied, and then he looked back at the line in front of the beer machine. He thought of something and said, “Lord, in my impression, you don’t really drink beer.”
“Yes, because I really don’t feel like drinking.” Kant said with a smile. “But just now, I felt that General Adonis was sitting beside me and didn’t seem very comfortable. So I thought of asking him to help me.”
“As expected. Lord, you are really too meticulous.” Bunduk seemed like he had expected this situation. Then, he explained for Adonis, “Although his personality is rather casual, he is also a little reserved. Lord, don’t mind him.”
“I went with him to Durandal’s field survey before. He is indeed a very easygoing person. I don’t know why, but after returning to the main city, he seems a lot more reserved in front of me.” Kant waved his hand, he indicated that he did not mind.
“Perhaps the atmosphere around here has changed,” Bunduk mentioned.
“Yes.” Kant nodded and said, “You and General Adonis are old friends, right?”
“Yes. Initially, he joined the army about half a year later than me. After that, he has been helping me. Our personalities can be considered to be on good terms, so we have been good friends for many years.” Bunduk answered with a smile.
“That’s good. After all, if you are not familiar with him, it doesn’t make sense for the two of us to discuss behind his back.” Kant joked. “Why didn’t General Adonis go with you when we went to the Undead City?”
Bunduk was about to say something, but Adonis’s voice interrupted him. “I’m back.”
Bunduk smiled apologetically at Kant. He turned around and looked at Adonis, who was carrying a plate with three cups of beer and walked over.
Adonis placed the plate on the table and placed the beer in front of the three sides.
He asked Kant and Bunduk in puzzlement, “Why aren’t you talking? I saw you chatting happily when I was in line just now.”
“Just now, Lord Kant asked about you, and you just happened to come back. So, it’s not convenient for me to answer on your behalf.” Bunduk explained with a smile.
“Huh? Lord, what are you asking?” Adonis sat down in his seat with a puzzled look.
“I’m asking General Bunduk why he didn’t take you to war when you were under him.” Kant replied after taking a sip of beer and savoring it carefully.
This beer tasted pretty good.
“Ah, that time in the Undead City?” After understanding the topic, a hint of awkwardness appeared on Adonis’s face.
“Yes.” Bunduk chimed in.
“That time, I accidentally got injured, so I wasn’t included in the list of candidates.” Adonis said hesitantly.
“Injured? Is it because of training?” Kant asked. From Bunduk’s snickering, he already understood the reason for Adonis’s awkwardness.
“No, it’s because I sprained my leg during a competition with my soldiers.” Adonis said with difficulty.
“Oh.” Kant replied thoughtfully and continued, “Actually, you still want to follow along to the battlefield, right?”
“Yes. After I received the command to go to the military camp, I immediately registered with Commander Bunduk.” Adonis said unwillingly. “In the end, because of a moment of impulse, I could only be transferred to be the logistics.”
Hearing this, Bunduk could not help but laugh. After Adonis glared at him, he covered his mouth with his hand.
“Hmm, have you recovered from your injury?” After listening to the whole story, Kant asked with a faint smile on his lips as he opened the cover of the plate on the table.
“I have completely recovered,” Adonis replied, “When Bunduk went there, I often wrote to him.”
Kant had already picked up his knife and fork, indicating that everyone could start eating.
“Why?” Kant asked after cutting off a piece of smoked chicken.
“Because I want to know what the situation at the front line is like…” Adonis earnestly narrated the content of his letter.
Kant would occasionally make a few remarks, but during the meal, it was mostly Bunduk and Adonis who were talking, and Kant quietly sat at the side and listened.
To be able to see the subordinates he valued to act freely and naturally in front of him, to be able to show their true side, this was already enough for Kant.
After dinner, Bunduk and Adonis brought Kant out of the dining hall.
Kant’s personal guards had already stood in line and waited outside the door.
“How do you feel about eating with me this time? It’s not too awkward, right?” Kant said to Bunduk.
Bunduk lowered his head in embarrassment and said seriously, “I’m very happy to be able to have dinner with Lord.”
“Mm, the dishes you prepared are also very delicious,” Kant said jokingly, “Then I’ll return to the palace. I didn’t let you drink too much just now. After all, there are still soldiers training at night. After today’s mission is completed, rest early.”
“Okay, thank you, Lord.” Bunduk and Adonis replied in unison.
Kant nodded and led the guards out of the main gate of the military camp.
Outside the gate of the military camp, the carriage that Kant had come in was still parked.
After boarding the carriage, the guards drove the horse to the palace.
After returning to the palace, Kant didn’t immediately take a bath and rest. Instead, he practiced calligraphy on the table in the senate hall.
The saying that practicing calligraphy could cultivate one’s temperament still held some truth in Kant’s mind.
At this time, as the tip of the brush crossed over the paper, Kant’s heart gradually became enriched and calmed down.
