The Lazy Drunkard Prince

"No wonder they didn't allow our carriage to enter, so it's because of this." Aethelwolf muttered as he looked at the densely packed army camp. There were all sorts of boxes filled with weapons, armor, and other equipment scattered all over the camp. They must be planning to practice with the new items so that the soldiers would be accustomed to them. 

Suddenly, Aethelwolf saw a familiar face walking towards them. It was Baron who came with a group of Legion Commanders. Ramiel was also one of them.

"Sir Aethelwolf, I was notified of your arrival and we immediately came to see you." Baron shook hands with Aethelwolf. 

"It's nice to see you again, Sir Baron. It seems like you are in a good mood." Aethelwolf smiled. He then turned his gaze to Ramiel and nodded his head at him.

"Uncle Ramiel!" Olivia eagerly waved her hands at Ramiel, making the latter smile from ear to ear.

Everyone had smiles on their faces as they looked at the excited little girl.