Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 1350

Today was Adrian's birthday, but Everett insisted that it wasn't.

It didn't really matter, though. Since Adrian wanted a lively celebration, he had sent out invitations a few days ago to the Meadow Ridge factions and a few of the more amicable martial arts guilds. Over 30 seats were set for the feast.

Everett personally took charge of the event, as he handled most matters within the Pathfinders Guild. He didn't mind putting in the effort, but what bothered him was the stipulation his martial brother had made in the invitation—no birthday gifts.

That was a bit much.

The Pathfinders Guild had money, certainly, but it wasn't meant to be squandered so carelessly. When they went to other people's banquets or birthday celebrations, they never went empty-handed. There were always gifts and tokens of goodwill.

But Adrian, a man who had more money than sense, couldn't stand being idle without finding an excuse to spend a little. He would never pass up an opportunity to splurge.

What struck Everett as odd was that Adrian usually avoided socializing. However, he had changed today. In the past, when there was a celebration or a joyful event, he would just nod and say a few words, nothing more.

Today was different.

Seizing the opportunity with a bit of a drunken haze, Adrian disregarded any boundaries and grabbed the hand of the Lunar Guild's leader, Isolde Thompson, and said, "I'm planning a trip to the capital tomorrow. Would you care to visit Travis, Alana, and Leah? Bring your apprentices along and come with me, won't you?"

Isolde quickly pulled her hand away, taking up her cutlery to pick up some food to eat. "I don't have the money for travel."

"What are you talking about?" Adrian laughed, clearly tipsy. "I'll cover everything. Do you know of the Glimmering Tower? That place belongs to me. You can eat whatever you want and stay however long you like. They won't take other guests, only you. If you're silent, I'll take that as a yes. Okay, it's settled!"

Isolde hadn't even swallowed the food in her mouth, so she couldn't respond. By the time she was about to speak, he had already turned away.

Next, he caught the hand of the leader of Inferno Guild, Conrad Palmer, his tone soft with false concern. "You haven't seen your precious apprentice Violet for so long. Don't you miss her? Why not bring your apprentices and come to the capital with me? I'll cover everything—the food, the entertainment, the fun. All on me."

Afterward, he moved on to the Crystal Bloom Guild's leader. "I've already prepared items to add to Cynthia's trousseau. As for Bun's engagement gift, I've got that sorted too. I was thinking, why don't we just hold their wedding in the capital? Let's all go together. It's settled."

And then there were the Coldmoon Guild, the Sandsworn Order, the Verdantleaf Order, and the Skyblade Circle…

Normally, Adrian drank slowly. He would savor each sip rather than downing them one after another. But tonight was different. He said it was his birthday, and since he was so rarely happy, he wanted to enjoy himself. He drank cup after cup with the guild leaders, clan heads, and manor lords, while hugging them and sharing heartfelt words.