Omake 1: Champion of Beauty (Canon)
Somewhere in the off future...
A beautiful blonde figure with blue eyes wanders the streets of Begnion. His countenance attracting the eyes of Begnion citizens as he walked through the marketplace. His cape and long-flowing blonde hair fluttering in the wind. As he went about on his errands, he caught the eye of one rather rotund figure with a mustache. His clothing consisting of a purple outfit, a green robe, and a bald head with red hair only at the sides.
Fascinated by the beauty of the blonde man he felt compelled to call out to him. As a fellow lover of beauty, this cannot stand.
"Greetings!" He called out to blonde figure. "Your personage is almost as lovely as our Prime Minister. My name is Oliver, the Duke of Tanas. May I ask for your name?"
The blonde man had a sweat drop from this stranger calling out to him. So far, everyone looked the other way as the senator called him out. How unfortunate for this lovely woman to be called out by the Duke of Tanas.
"I-I'm Lucius, I am a monk under traveling with a mercenary group... Is there anything that you need?"
A monk? Really? Were they not all males? Someone that beautiful? Then again, their prime minister was rather effeminate but could be recognized as a man. Then again, the monk's voice...
"How dreary! As a patron of the arts, and champion of beauty, I must protect that lovely face of yours! Forget that rabble lot and come under my service. Your countenance must be captured on a portrait. I'll enlist the finest artists to paint a lovely depiction of you." Oliver exclaimed.
The man's insistence was rather, concerning. Lucius felt it was becoming more awkward. It wasn't like being approached for his appearance for courtship. But rather to be appreciated for his appearance for the sake of it.
"I'll... consider your offer... Thank you, Duke of Tanas..." Lucius slurred out with a sense of awkward pauses.
"Anytime, Brother Lucius! Come to my estate and speak your name to the guards at the gate. My doors are open for you anytime!" Oliver assured to Lucius.
At the very least, he didn't mistake Lucius's gender. As the Duke of Tanas walked (stomped) off, Lucius let out a gasp of relief. He would rather avoid being the center of attention like that. Unfortunately, everyone in the marketplace had a gaping mouth. It would be troublesome for Lucius to continue his errands at any rate. The others have to finish it in his stead.
Just something canon and a sneak peek for the future.