Thanks to past incidents involving the two brothers and Sylas, the Count's opinion of them had already changed. He couldn't risk making things worse.
"Anyway, you've worked hard. I've prepared a banquet to celebrate your return."
"Thank you, Father. I'd be glad to attend."
"Are you sure you want it today? If you're exhausted, you can rest today and attend tomorrow."
It wasn't just a modest banquet; it was a grand one that would last three days, so there was no rush for Sylas to attend immediately.
Sylas smiled at his father's consideration. "I'm fine. I'm not tired, and I think many people will be eager to hear my stories."
"Hmm."
The Count nodded. In fact, everyone in the territory had been eagerly waiting to hear Sylas's adventures, Count Bill included. He wanted to hear from Sylas himself what he had gone through.
"Very well, if that's what you wish. The banquet will begin this evening, so rest well until then."