Banquet [4]

In the presence of his brother, Adrien was once again outshined.

"Sir Lucian, my Family would like to thank you for your service."

"If there's a possibility, can I arrange a meeting with you, Sir Lucian?"

"Sir Lucian!"

"Sir Lucian—"

Always Lucian and never Adrien.

They were both from the Frost family, but not once had he ever been approached like this outside the Academy.

It was a familiar sight.

He was irritated.

But composed himself.

It only made sense knowing how strong his older brother was.

He was the pride of humanity, a height no one could ever dare to reach.

There was no point in competing with him.

It wasn't just Adrien. The entire hall was filled with military officers who were more powerful than him, and yet even they couldn't live up to his brother.

And thus he decided to leave it there.

Sipping on wine for the next minute, he frowned.