When Locke returned to the inn again, he was holding a bunch of gift boxes with a large bag in his arms, and Bart and Sver were also helping to carry a few behind him.

They saw Viscount Melson's affection for Locke, although it was not clear how Locke knew Viscount Melson, but they couldn't stop them from worshipping Locke.

"I think I should call you brother. Bart said that he was a few months older than Locke by his age.

Viscount Melson was very generous, and the necklace he gave to Locke was also one of the best compared to the one in Christine's Space Ring, and it was estimated that each one was worth no less than 50 kindlers, and it was also a shame that the fat man could give away ten in one breath without changing his face.

Divided two for Bart and Swell, and left four for Grace and Xia Qian and other girls, of course, I haven't forgotten Angelina's one, and the remaining three are for my mother and sister.

Old Locke and Tia have been visiting Flor City with their daughter these days, Locke gave them a lot of silver Dele, old Locke is not a person who likes to spend money, Tia is used to being diligent and thrifty, and the second old man is now in the money bag of silver Dele, there are not a few less.

They bought a lot of affordable and delicious knick-knacks and brought them back to the soldiers and subordinates of the inn, and they made enough popularity.

Old Locke and Tia are now synonymous with good old people in the eyes of this group of people.

Seeing that her son bought back the precious jewelry necklace, Tia originally wanted to reprimand Locke for not knowing how to be thrifty, but the moment she saw the beautiful jade, Tia swallowed the words that were about to be exported.

Women love beauty, even when they are old, this is their nature.

When had Tia ever seen such a precious and gorgeous necklace, before that, the silver ring that Locke had bought for her when he first entered the city was the most prized.

As for when Old Locke married her, he only led two sheep and a copper ring as a dowry.

The copper ring Tia is still wearing on her hand, and the original yellow copper ring has long since turned red, and the complex patterns on it have also been worn away, but Tia will always wear the copper ring, which is a testimony of their old couple's lifelong emotions.

Old Locke was smashing his mouth with the new cigarette stick that Locke bought for her, and his son was proud of being a father.

"I'll put it on you!" Old Locke put down his cigarette stick and ran over to put a necklace on Tia, "I think this jade necklace is right for you." As he spoke, he took one of the green strings.

Tia raised her head and squinted, and sat quietly in her chair waiting for old Locke to do his job.

Locke really wanted to wear it for his sister, but unfortunately Leah had already done it herself and didn't give Locke a chance.

Leah chose an aqua blue gemstone necklace, which made the gemstone beauty even more beautiful against the backdrop of her white skin.

"How's that?" Leah asked Locke, who was standing in front of her, with some trepidation when she wore such valuable jewelry.

"It's beautiful, it's beautiful!" Locke spoke a little unpleasantly, and to this day, despite meeting Angelina, Grace and other stunning women, he still thinks that his sister is the most beautiful.

There was also a golden necklace in the gift box, "Give the rest to Leah." Tia said that in the Locke family, her mother Tia was the head of the family.

Three days later, the ceremony began, and Locke put on his gown early in the morning, which was a casual dress for knights, with the scabbard of the cross sword on the right side of the gown, and the boots were black cowhide boots, which were not only durable but also not obtrusive.

Wearing a hat with oblique bangs, Locke looks like a noble knight rather than a soldier overall.

This is a match that Grace helped choose, and Locke's outfit caused the other people in the hotel to surprise as soon as he appeared.

"The dress is handsome, where did you buy it?" asked Bart curiously.

Outside the inn, attendants from the court were already waiting, and the announcement that Locke had been knighted as a noble knight was also the news delivered by these people.

Following the court attendants, Locke cautiously walked into the royal palace in Flor City with a group of men who also looked like non-commissioned officers in the army.

They are all ordinary civilians who are about to be conferred the title, and because of their outstanding contributions on the battlefield, they will be promoted to nobles at this ceremony.

Through small talk, Locke knew that most of this group of people were promoted to noble knights, and only a few were awarded the title of lord, all of whom had made decisive contributions in a certain battle.

Locke knew how many pounds and taels he had, if it wasn't for the good thing of saving Princess Angelina by chance and conferring the title of nobleman, where would he get his turn, so he desperately befriended these colleagues around him who were about to become noble knights.

There were twenty or thirty officers present, and as newly promoted nobles, their foundations were weak, and it was the time when they needed to make good friends and build relationships, and because they were all from the military camp, they all behaved very boldly, and a group of people talked very happily.

"Quiet!" the voice may be getting louder and louder, and a man who looks like a palace attendant leader walking in the front whispers unceremoniously.

The voice disappeared in an instant, and everyone lowered their heads like quails, including Locke, who had not yet been knighted at this time, and they still had to bow their heads.

Among them, the strength of the high-level attendants shown by the head of the palace attendants also played a great role, which made this group of quasi-aristocratic knights tremble, and the palace was really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Locke, these officers who are the leaders in the army, do not accept anything else, only those who are stronger than themselves.

"Our palace is much more spectacular than Charlotte's. A bearded non-commissioned officer in the team whispered with his head sideways.

"How do you tell?" asked one of the next to him in a low voice.

"When we attacked the side gate of Charlotte Palace, I led the team, and although their palace walls were magnificent, they were not as tall as ours. The officer said.

When Locke was in Otis City, because he belonged to the private army of the local nobles, he did not participate in the battle of the palace, and as soon as this person introduced, Locke pricked up his ears to listen to the new news.

The palace attendants who led the team also ignored the whispers of the gang behind them, as long as they didn't make too loud noises, they wouldn't care, after all, they were just minions, not nobles.

Faustin's palace hall was a little more magnificent than Charlotte's, but the palace was a little less numerous, and it didn't have Charlotte's magnificence, which Locke had just heard.

After walking for half an hour, the group waited outside a main hall.

At this time, not long after dawn, there were only groups of patrolling guards outside the palace, and the maids and attendants in the palace were rare in this area.

With the passage of time, gradually the outside of the hall became more popular, and one by one the nobles walked into the hall with their heads held high.

Locke, who had stood like a stake for half the morning, glanced around with a hidden gaze, and no one knew him.

About one hundred and forty nobles entered the main hall, Locke estimated.

The wait is long and difficult, but fortunately, all the officers here are officers, and Locke also found that almost everyone is a strong person above the low-level squire, so this tiredness is nothing, even if they stand for a day, I am afraid they will not frown.

In the main hall, His Majesty the current King Faustin sat on the throne with the support of the attendants, and on the left and right sat the Princess of Kent and Prince Kensel, who had just returned from the front.

Three of the four marquis of the kingdom stood at the forefront of the nobles below, and only the newly appointed Marquis of Wood was still in charge of Charlotte at this time.

Standing below are hundreds of Faustin nobles, all of whom have gained something from today's conferment ceremony.

Baron Kedozi was among them, but his location was more remote, in the southwest corner of the main hall.

If you look closely, you will find that the positions of these nobles are also very knowledgeable, and if you draw a line, the feeling of clear distinction is particularly strong.

In front of Baron Kaidozi was the location of the Marquis of Sandru, and the other nobles were not about the same, and they also had their own backers.

There are also many nobles standing on both sides of the main hall, they are the loyal followers of the Princess of Kent and the Prince of Kensale, most of the nobles who support the Princess of Kent are mainly in the business and economic fields, and most of the nobles who support the Prince of Kensell are nobles who serve in the army, most of them are young people.

"So today, we are here to discuss the matter of dividing the meritorious ones after the war!" King Faustin did not look old at all, and his words were clear and his voice was deafening.

said that it was a discussion, but in fact, the discussion had already been discussed, whether it was the Council of Nobles or the Royal Elders' House, they all shared the spoils that they were satisfied with, and of course there were some filths in it, so the parties themselves needed to adjust slowly.

Every nobleman stepped forward to listen to the king's order, or the title was raised by one level, or a large piece of territory, or a rich gold and silver treasure, Charlotte's vast land and resources fattened Faustin's countless nobles.

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