"Laine, I've heard of your exploits during the Hemgart plague of Ratmen—drain this cup." At the round table, the Holy Grail Knights were feasting and drinking. Red Dragon Duke Bohemond raised his goblet, signaling Laine to drink it all.
"Uh, about Countess Eva…" Laine drained a whole cup of red wine. Before he could speak, Bohemond tore off a large goose leg. "Here, try the goose here and see how it differs from Bastogne's!"
A huge roasted goose leg was stuffed into Laine's mouth. He could only nod bitterly in assent. Duke Bohemond was two generations his elder, not only a direct descendant of Arthur's bloodline, but also one of the top Holy Sanctuary Grand Knights in the entire Kingdom. As a junior, he still had to mind his manners.
