Marquis Lorenzo's gaze swept past the crowd and landed on his old rival.
"Iron Wall Marquis, I heard you recently acquired a new shipment of red wine from the Empire. It seems after today's meeting, I won't have the chance to trouble you for a glass."
The Iron Wall Marquis's cheek twitched, which served as his response.
Then, Marquis Lorenzo slowly rose to his feet.
His movements weren't fast, but as he straightened his back inch by inch, his previous languor vanished without a trace.
He surveyed the hall, a gentle smile on his face.
"First, I propose that we thank the Holy Second Empire."
The statement left the entire hall stunned.
The nobles in the Iron Wall Marquis's faction looked delighted, while the hearts of Viscount Brian and the others sank.
Marquis Lorenzo continued, as if he hadn't seen everyone's reactions.
