Chapter 95: A Guest at the Manor

When a white line was just revealed in the eastern sky, the dragon landed in the forest with a large basket.

Charles and a lady in leather armor with a long sword at her waist jumped out of the basket.

"Excuse me, Olympus!" Charles said to the dragon beside him.

"You're welcome. Olympus replied, then handed a card to Charles with the tip of his paw's fingernails, "Please rate this service." ”

After giving a perfect score on the card, Charles returned the card to Olympus.

Olympus, who had put away the card, flew away with the basket, leaving Charles and the two of them alone in the glade.

At this time, the woods were pitch black, and the little light of the sky could not illuminate the way for the two of them.

Fortunately, Olympus' own dragon power scared away all the surrounding demonic beasts just now, otherwise the two of them would have to watch out for danger from the shadows.

A ball of light appeared above Charles's head, illuminating the surrounding area.

"Let's go, Artoria. Charles said to his partner, "We'll be there when dawn comes." ”

Artoria nodded, then followed Charles east.

In order not to reveal his identity, the Dull Hair King used another identity when he returned to human society this time.

For the past 300 years, it has been as common to name boys "Artoria" and girls "Artoria" as they did to "Founding the Nation" and "Liberation" when they were born in and around Avalon. Therefore, the Dumao Wang Xing did not change his name, the pronunciation was the same, but the spelling of the letters of the name was changed to a feminine way.

However, her surname is about to be changed, and no one dares to give herself the surname of the Knight King.

In addition, she has the status of a knight, a real small landowner knight, not the kind of free people who are rich enough to buy a knight's equipment.

She is now a knight of Artoria Poklonskaya under the command of the Earl of Maccaden, and she is not only well-documented, but also has a fiefdom.

Charles gave her a hill in his field near the main road.

The money paid by the people who went to the mountain to collect maple syrup went to Artoria, and she only had to pay taxes to Charles.

Charles, on the other hand, returned the tax money to her in the name of Ex curry stick rental, and made a note.

At the same time, Artoria also has a knight's coat of arms of her own design, a sword stuck in stone.

All these formalities were completed under the witness of the true gods, and Reimu personally helped Charles and them to do a notarization in view of Charles's prosperous business on the demon territory.

If anyone now has any objections to Artoria's identity, all that is required is for the priest to do an examination of the ring on her finger.

This is also the reason why no one in this world will pretend to be a nobleman, because there is a professional organization to identify it.

Nicholas II was initially frightened by Artoria's walk-and-go trip, and when he received Artoria's resignation early in the morning, he thought he was in the wrong position to get out of bed, and he hallucinated.

After figuring out the cause and effect, Nicholas II approved her resignation.

Anyway, she was captured by Charles's direct ancestors, and now there is nothing to say about leaving with Charles.

Instead, it took two or three days for her to hand over the work, so Charles could not meet the caravan at the agreed location as planned.

However, Elizabeth had already made a record, and now Charles and Artoria's destination was a necessary place for caravans to go south, and they would wait here for a few days to wait for the caravan.

When the sun had risen and the time had come to about seven o'clock in the morning, Charles and his wife came to the gate of a manor house by the main road.

The gate is just a symbolic gate of this huge estate, a wrought-iron gate in the shape of a tree vine two meters high and four meters wide, flanked by a shrub wall more than twenty meters long. While it is possible to enter the manor house by bypassing the symbolic walls, that is not a form of hospitality, and only those who steal things will do so.

A bronze bell the size of a football hangs next to the gate, and a small hammer rests on the stand. Charles picked up the small hammer and struck it five times on the brass bell. In the butler's room in the central mansion of the manor, an identical bronze bell rang five times at the same time.

"Depending on the identity of the visitor, the number of times the bell is rung is different. Charles explained Artoria to the customs that had only become popular in the East for nearly two hundred years, "Commoners come and knock once, knights knock twice, barons three times, viscounts four times, earls and marquis five times, royal family six times." ”

At this moment the brass bell hanging at the door rang five times by itself, and Charles said to Artoria: "The owner of the manor has been notified, let's wait a minute." ”

Now Artoria decided to talk less and see more, and she stood silently behind Charles, like an ordinary knight guarding behind her master.

Not long after, a butler in a black tuxedo sat next to the driver of an open-top BMW and followed the car to the gate.

The butler was first attracted by Artoria's sword-like aura outside the door, and then he noticed a masked child standing in front of the female knight.

Soon, a name that had recently spread in his mind came to mind.

The white-haired meticulously combed butler opened the door and came to Charles, and then greeted him: "Gui'an, guests from afar, welcome to Greenfield Manor." ”

Charles had only known that this was the only way for caravans, but he didn't expect this to be the place his mother had mentioned before her death.

"I would like to extend my sincere greetings to the owner of this place, the forerunner of the arts, Mrs. Verry. Charles owed himself to the butler, "I am the Earl of Charles Maccaden from the northern maple groves, and I wish to be here for a few days during my journey. ”

The butler leaned sideways and made an inviting gesture to Charles, and then said, "Please be welcome, Earl Maccaden, my master has known your mother, Mrs. Maccaden, for a long time. ”

After some politeness, Charles and Artoria got into a carriage and headed to the heart of the estate.

Not long after getting into the car, the butler said to Charles, "It's really unfortunate that the Earl has arrived, your family's caravan just left the manor three days ago. ”

"Ah Fu, they just left?" Charles asked in surprise.

The caravan was originally led and managed by Charles's father, but when his grandfather died, it was changed to his father sitting in the house, and then sending the most trusted butler to manage the caravan.

This caravan is going from spring to autumn, and now is the time when they go north from the Kingdom of Philingen to the steppe, and then make a detour from the steppe back to the territory. Although the journey is a little farther, it is the least toll charged.

Thinking of this, Charles sighed. Ah Fu's daughter was Charles's mother's maid, and many of the caravans' wives or mothers worked as maids or cooks in his house. Now, they are all buried in the fire.

The butler replied, "He found out what had happened in your family, so he rushed back after replenishing his supplies." ”

"Thank you for telling me the news. Charles sighed, he was afraid that Ah Fu, who was already not young, would not be able to withstand such a heavy blow, and at the same time, he was also afraid that Ah Fu would make some irrational actions.

Charles then asked, "May I ask the 'Big Tree and the Wheel' caravan that they are passing by here?"

"Nope. The steward replied, apparently aware of Charles' relationship with the caravan, "It is estimated that they will not be here until five days later." ”

Charles said nothing more when he got an answer, and he began to admire the idyllic scenery around him.

On either side of the road was a large field of freshly harvested oats, and in the distance you could see several houses in the middle of the wheat field, as well as the huge turning blades of the windmill.

Directly in front of the road is a beautiful large house perched on a mound.