"Hm...? what do we have here?"
Shamefully, Adalbert almost felt asleep because of the little rest he had last night due to an incident involving three chickens, a leather bag, a wig and a fake hand. He was woken up when an arrested man entered the room. Who the heck would let a prisoner keep his weapon?
""In Regna Ferox I learned that there are two kinds of people. People who can and can't fight."
Adalbert chuckled, when he was in regna ferox he learnt that there were three kind of people, those who can't wield a weapon, those who can't eat with a fork and knife at the same time and that girl that almost drove him into an unwanted marriage. Oh, such good memories. Adalbert could sense the uneasiness of the guard accompanying the myrmidon, but he couldn't understand why, he seemed like a cool guy to him and hoping to give a good impression he gave the newcomer a wide smile. 
Only a few moments later a girl entered the room and without warning she raised a healing staff and mended the wound of the Feroxi swordman and presented herself
Her name was Katherine, she was a priest who had never fought before, she was offering her healing abilities and she was one of the most beautiful girls Adalbert had ever seen. He needed to make a good impression...

"Katherine, marry me."

Once again, genius .