In fact, when talking about drinking habits, Kant generally only drank red wine, and didn't have much interest in beer and the like.
It's just that the atmosphere just now was really awkward and a little cramped. In order for Yadonis to relax, Kant decided to ask him a small matter to get closer. Allow some buffer time by the way.
Bundak had already come out of the back kitchen at this time, followed by the back kitchen helper pushing a dining cart full of dinner plates.
After walking in, Bandak saw that there was only Kant in the dining table, so he said with some dissatisfaction, "How can Yadonis leave the lord alone."
"I asked him to fill the beer for me, and I'm still queuing up. I'll be fine sitting here alone." After Kant explained a few words, he beckoned to the chef and began to serve the dishes.
"So that's the case." Bundak relaxed after hearing Kant's words. Pull out the dining chair and sit down.
"When he comes, let's eat together." Kant said.
"Yes." Bundak replied, looking back at the line in front of the beer machine. Thinking of something, he said, "Lord, in my impression, you don't seem to have much beer."
"Well. Because I really don't want to drink." Kant said with a smile: "But just now I felt that General Yadonis was sitting next to me, and he seemed uncomfortable. I just wanted him to do me a favor."
"Sure enough, Lord, you are really too careful." Bandak showed an expected expression, and then explained for Yadonis: "Although his character is casual, he is also a little restrained. .Lord, you don't mind."
"I went with him to the field survey of Durandal before, and he is indeed a very easy-going and easy-going person. I don't know why, after returning to the main city, he seemed a lot more reserved in front of me." Kant waved his hand, indicating that he did not I don't mind.
"Maybe it's because the surrounding atmosphere has changed." Bundak mentioned.
"En." Kant nodded, and said again: "Commander Bandak and General Yadonis are old acquaintances, right?"
"Yes. At the beginning, he joined the army about half a year later than me. Since then, he has been helping me. Our personalities are also compatible, and we have been friends for many years." Bundak introduced.
"That's good. After all, if you don't know him well, it's hard for the two of us to talk about it behind our backs." Kant joked: "When I went to the city of the dead, what did General Yadonis do? Didn't go with you?"
Bandak was about to say something, but was interrupted by Yadonis' voice behind him: "I'm back."
Bandak smiled apologetically at Kant, turned around and looked at Yadonis walking over with a plate containing three glasses of beer.
Yadonis placed the dinner plate on the table, and placed the beer in front of the three sides.
He asked Kant and Bundak suspiciously: "Why are you not talking anymore? I saw you guys chatting happily when I was waiting in line just now."
"Just now the lord asked about you, and you just came back. It's not convenient for me to answer." Bandak explained with a smile.
"Huh? Lord, what are you asking?" Yadonis sat down in his seat with a questioning face.
"I'm asking General Bundak why he didn't take you to fight when you were under him." Kant took a sip of beer indifferently, savored it carefully, and replied.
The taste of this beer is not bad.
"Ah, that time in the City of the Dead?" After Yadonis figured out the theme, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.
"Yeah." Bandak said on the sidelines.
"I accidentally got injured that time, so I wasn't included in the list of candidates." Yadonis said hesitantly.
"Injured? Because of training?" Kant asked, and from the dark laughter of Bundak on the side, he already understood the reason for Yadonis' embarrassment.
"No, it's because he sprained his leg in a match with his soldiers." Yadonis said with difficulty.
"Oh." Kant responded intriguingly, and then said: "Actually, you still want to go to the battlefield."
"Yes. After I arrived at the barracks under the command of the campaign, I immediately signed up with Commander Bandak." Yadonis said unwillingly, "As a result, I had to be transferred to logistics because of impulsiveness."
Hearing this, Bandak couldn't help laughing, and covered his mouth with his hands after Yadonis glared at him.
"Well, is the injury healed now?" After listening to the whole story, Kant asked with a faint smile while opening the cover of the dinner plate on the table.
"I have fully recovered." Yadonis replied, "I still wrote to him often when Bundak was there."
Kant has already picked up the knife and fork, indicating that everyone can start eating.
"Why?" Kant asked after cutting a piece of smoked chicken.
"Because I want to know what the battle situation on the front line looks like." Yadonis seriously narrated what he wrote in the letter.
Kant made a few remarks from time to time, but during the meal, Bundak and Yadonis were mostly talking, and Kant sat quietly and listened.
I can see that the subordinates I value are so relaxed and natural in front of me, showing their true side. For Kant, it is quite enough.
After dinner, Bundak and Yadonis took Kant out of the restaurant.
Kant's bodyguards had already stood in a queue and waited outside the door.
"How does it feel to eat with me this time? It's not too embarrassing." Kant said to Bundak.
Bandak lowered his head in embarrassment, and said seriously: "I am very happy to be able to dine with the lord."
"Well, the dishes you prepared are also very delicious." Kant joked: "Then I will go back to the palace. I didn't let you drink too much just now. After all, there will be night training for the soldiers at night. After today's mission is completed, rest early."
"Okay, thank you Lord." Bandak and Yadonis replied in unison.
Kant nodded, and walked out of the gate of the barracks with the guards.
The carriage in which Kant came was parked outside the gate of the barracks.
After boarding the carriage, the guards drove the horse to the palace.
After returning to the palace, Kant did not immediately take a bath and rest, but practiced calligraphy on the desk in the Senate Hall.
There is some truth in Kant's mind that practicing calligraphy can cultivate one's mind.
At this time, as the tip of the brush brush across the paper, Kant's heart gradually became full and calmed down.
(end of this chapter)