Evan Lyford was uneasy.

As the only son of Leo Lyford, Earl of Golden Tooth City, he was well educated and enjoyed a luxurious life since he was a child, he was polite and a good boy, and his only drawback was his lack of bravery.

He was a young knight who was not strong enough.

His knight was granted by his father, Lord Leo Lyford, and this knight was granted somewhat reluctantly, although Aven's physical fitness and swordsmanship were very well trained, and his strength was sufficient, he was neither brave enough nor daring enough. Belongs to a handsome boy who is good-looking but absolutely useless.

He is a handsome young man entrusted by Sweetmouth Raff to test the loyalty of Jenny Westerling in the name of Ado Chariot, and his temperament is feminine and less masculine, and he is seen through and chosen by old fritters like Sweetmouth Raff at a glance.

This good boy won't mess around with Jenny Westerling.

Evan Lyford now regrets agreeing to do Sweetmouth Raff because there was a balding black-bearded guy who was always watching him from the crowd. The right side of the guy's face twitched from time to time, as if it were spasmodic, which made him not look like a normal person.

The people who followed Sir Gregor seemed a little out of order to Aven, but that guy's abnormality was obvious. The neurotic soldier who disturbs Evan is Gregor's die-hard fan, Polivier.

Last night, when Evan took Jane under the watchtower in a black cloak, everyone saw him, but he didn't see anyone else. He left in a hurry when he finished his mission, thinking it was over, but today he found himself targeted by a bald, black-bearded, neurotic man from Gregor's team.

The guy saw Evan looking at him, grinning, his mouth full of yellow teeth, and he didn't know how long it had been since he had rinsed his mouth with salt, which made Evan feel sick and almost vomited breakfast in his throat.

Just as Evan avoided the nervous guy's gaze, the guy came to Evan and startled Evan out. Polivier was a tall man, and his body was strong, without any fat, but he walked like a ghost and did not make a sound.

"Good, good!" Polivier looked at Aven's long, white hands, his eyes full of blazing light, his tongue sticking out of his mouth with yellow teeth, licking from right to left on his lower lip, as if he had eaten roast meat and swept away the grease that had stuck to his lips.

A chill rose in Aven's heart, and he quickly avoided it and walked to his father, Leo Lyford. However, as soon as he stood still, his hand was grabbed by a man from the other side, and Evan turned around and was surprised that the nervous fellow had gone around to the other side of him and grabbed his hand and stroked it.

"What are you doing?" said Aven, shaking Bolliver's hand away.

The part that Polliver had touched made Evan feel a pang of discomfort, and if it was a piece of clothing, he would definitely never touch it again for the rest of his life. But it is his own hand, and the disgust in his heart is disgust, and he still wants it.

This low shout attracted the attention of many people around him, and there were many people on the sidelines of the schoolyard, and it also caused Count Leo Lyford, who was watching the two knights' spear training, to turn around.

Every morning, in the colonel of Duke Tywin, cavalrymen would be routinely trained in cavalry and spear warfare.

After watching the cavalry morning class and having breakfast, everyone will return to their respective territories.

Polivier grinned, not thinking that there was anything wrong with him pestering Aven, he had an expression on his face when he saw a rare treasure: "What a beautiful hand, really, there is no more beautiful hand than this." Polivier grinned at Count Leo, "These hands are works of art, they should be cut down and soaked in a wine bottle and kept safe, really!"

His strange words and nervous laughter chilled Count Leo, and he was about to scold the strange fellow when Sweet-mouthed Raff ran over: "I'm sorry, Count, this is my brother, who likes to joke. ”

Sweetmouth Raff is familiar with these nobles with a sweet mouth, and after he becomes a knight, he is more qualified to associate with nobles. Several powerful nobles in the Western Realm all know that Gregor has Sweet Mouth Raff, a ruthless and vicious figure who has honey on his mouth.

"No, Love, don't you think these hands are wonderful works of art? cut them down, put them in glass bottles, soak them in wine, and put them on a few petals...... " Polivier said to Sweet-Mouthed Raff with a look of enchantment on his face. He gave people the feeling that he loved Aven's hands to death.

Sweet-mouthed Raff immediately interrupted him: "Polivier, if you don't come back, I'll go tell Miss Jenny." ”

Before the words fell, Polivier's face changed, and he made a gesture that made the sweet-mouthed Raff whisper, and slipped away.

Sweet-mouthed Raff looked apologetic to Sir Leo and Knight Aven, and he whispered, "I'm sorry, Sir Leo, bother Mowei, disturb Mowei, although Polivier likes to collect eyes, hands, toes, and other things to soak in wine, but I can guarantee that he will never touch Knight Aven's hands." However, Knight Aven's hands are indeed beautiful, and it would be a pity if they were actually cut off. ”

Sir Leo's face was hard to look at. He looked to the other side, where Gregor and Jenny were watching a knight's joust.

In the West, getting into trouble with Gregor and these scumbags, to be honest, is a headache for everyone.

Gray is brutal and terrifying, and has done many horrific and cruel things. It's like flies are to shit, and the big bunch of people gathered around Gregor aren't all good.

Several young knights next to him were terrified when they heard this. They were the same young knights who had been invited by Polivier and Dunson to the watchtower at the top of the hill for a long chat last night.

After comforting the Leo father and son sweetly, Sweetmouth Raff came to the middle of several young knights who were scared in his heart, and he lowered his voice, as if someone was eavesdropping around: "Hey, have you remembered what Polivier and Dunson said to you last night?"

Several teenagers nodded desperately.

Sweet-mouthed Raff was pleased with their reaction: "That's good, wait for your good news." In a month's time, we, Lord Gregor, will come to thank you in person. ”

The teenagers were so frightened that they saluted Sweetmouth Raff and asked him to tell him that they would never dare to trouble Lord Gregor to see them, and that they could not afford it at all, and they deserved it.

Polivior's words scared them a lot.

It would never be a pleasant thing for Gregor to come to them with a bunch of madmen like Polivier.

Because of the decline of the Westerling family, the families of these teenagers bought a lot of land from the Earl of Gavin's family at a very low price, and the Earl of Gavin was forced to mortgage nine plots of land to these families.

The mortgaged land is good to say, just take the money to redeem it. However, the land that has been sold at a low price cannot be bought back with money. The land is a permanent property, and there are people on the land.

However, under the pretext of 'sin of speech', Gregor first intimidated the children of these families, according to the experience of Earth civilization, children are the meat of their parents' hearts.

Let these noble children bring a little bit of injury and collapse to the psychological shadow of the collapse after returning to pass a word for Gregor is the best form of opening statement. Those patriarchs are here, and the domineering ones like Gregor have no right to go directly to them, only this scoundrel method works, is ingenious, gives face, and does not add to the happy event.

If these nobles are slow to respond after getting feedback from the teenagers after returning home, and the initiative is not strong and the enthusiasm is not high, then a month later, after the wedding is completed, Gregor will officially come to the door to talk to these nobles as a member of the Westerling family.

In everything, it is a kind of courtesy of a hooligan to ring the alarm bell first.

Gregor, who was occupied by the junior polytechnic dog traverser and controlled his mind, was less violent and bloody, and more scheming.

The story has just begun.