The messenger gradually got used to the display of Bruce's temperament during the banquet, but for the next three days of the banquet, Bruce would bring his maids and put on a fragrant performance in front of everyone.

"Is the Baron always so bold?" The envoy couldn't help but ask Edward and the others beside him.

"Of course, the Baron is young after all!" Elder Warren replied first, and looked like a man knew it.

"Haha, this shows that Lord Baron has a lot of energy." The messenger smiled awkwardly, and he raised his glass to hide it.

However, Bruce's energy did not seem to be as exuberant as he appeared, and when the messenger saw him again, he found that his face had become unhealthily pale and his steps were so vain that he would have collapsed had it not been for Anne and Mavis's support.

"Man, Lord Baron, are you alright?" The messenger opened his mouth, his eyes wide as he stared at Bruce, who was slumped in his seat, and asked worriedly.

"Uh, it's okay, it's okay, what's the matter with you today?" Bruce raised his hand weakly and waved, his eyes unable to focus, and the hoarse voice made the messenger frown.

"Your Excellency, how will you reply to the Countess and Duke?" The messenger repeated what he had said when he first met Bruce, but Bruce asked from time to time, and his hearing seemed to have weakened considerably.

"Oh, this matter, prepare some gifts for the Duke at once, help me up, I will go to pay allegiance to the Duke of Bemessy." Bruce struggled to prop himself up as he spoke to Anne and Mavis.

"Lord Baron, are you going to leave now?" The messenger looked at Bruce, who was staggering and sitting back in his seat twice, and said worriedly.

"Of course, how can the kindness of the Duke and the Countess be disappointed." Bruce insisted, but as soon as he left the house and saw the sun, his legs went limp.

The messenger looked at the weak Bruce with a smile, he was very worried about the lustful baron, before he could ride to the duke's castle, he was afraid that he would have died of illness on the road, and sure enough, before the mount could be brought over, Bruce rolled his eyes and fell into Mavis's arms.

"Oh no, Lord Baron fainted." Mavis exclaimed in an exaggerated exclamation, and there was an immediate chaos around him, and Bruce was carried back by the crowd.

"Ahem, it looks like Lord Baron needs to recuperate for a while for the time being, and please apologize to the Countess and Duke." Edward said to the messenger embarrassedly.

"I, I see, I'll go back to my life." The envoy stared at the farce in front of him with wide eyes, and he had to shake his head and say.

The messenger mounted his horse and carried a carriage of gifts, and with the help of several guards, he set out on the road back to his life, and after several days of travel, the messenger came to the castle under the castle of the Duke of Bemessi, where the tents were still like mushrooms after a rain, and the nobles had been making plans for the attack in the castle, eating and drinking by the way.

"Lord Duke, the messenger of Countess Randall has arrived." The noble vassals were in the hall, and they gathered around a large wooden table with a map of the eastern realm of the Duke of Bemessi.

"Oh." Duke Bemessi looked up, and it was only then that he remembered what had happened to Bruce.

"Honorable Duke, honorable adults." The messenger entered the hall, and he glanced at Sir Hilton, and then saluted the duke and nobles according to court etiquette.

"Well, why did you come alone, Baron Bruce?" The Duke of Bemessi was pleased with the envoy's skilful court etiquette, but he saw only one messenger, so he asked with some confusion.

"Well, Lord Baron Bruce probably won't be here." A strange look appeared on the messenger's face, and he said with a stumbling expression.

"What, Bruce dares to refuse to pledge allegiance to me?" The Duke of Bemessey was furious, and Sir Hilton looked serious, wondering how Bruce could be so ignorant.

"That's not the case, Baron Bruce asked me to bring a carriage of gifts to the Duke, and at the same time expressed his will to be loyal to the Duke, but it's just ~~." The messenger hurriedly said to the Duke and the others.

"Just what?" Duke Bemessi asked dissatisfiedly, a baron dared not to obey his orders, if the knights of the Divine Grace knew, they did not know how to laugh at themselves, and the vassals would probably feel that their words had no authority at all.

The emissary's face twitched, and he tried to sort out his words in his mind, and then he told him what had happened in Glinton, and when he had finished, the nobles in the hall looked at him with their mouths wide open, as if they were listening to the Arabian Nights.

"Poof, poof." At last one of the nobles couldn't help but laugh, and then the laughter of the nobles converged like a river, and the laughter of the nobles echoed in the hall, and Sir Hilton's face was a little ugly.

"Are you saying that the baron of Locke was too overindulgent to ride a horse, so he couldn't come and pay his allegiance to me?" The Duke of Bemessi wiped the tears from his eyes with his fingers, he didn't believe that there was anyone more shameless than himself.

"It should be so, in front of the Duke, I will not lie, what I say is what I see." The messenger said respectfully.

"He's an honest man." Sir Hilton also testified to the character of his men, but was disappointed in Bruce.

"Really? I heard that Bruce's older brother James died because of a woman, but I didn't expect the same to happen to my younger brother. Duke Bemessi said contemptuously.

"Their father also died because of the woman's involvement, so the people of the Locke family seem to have an indescribable relationship with women." Another nobleman took the opportunity to reveal the truth and said, and at the same time the nobles laughed again.

"Forget it, accept the gift." Duke Bemessi shook his head, feeling incredulous that he was still wary of Bruce, he now had more important things to do, and he really didn't have time to pay attention to the Locke family, of course, if the patriarch of the Locke family was a guy who couldn't control his lower body and couldn't even ride a horse, he really had nothing to worry about.

"Then Lord Duke, have you accepted the allegiance of the Locke family?" Sir Hilton hurriedly asked Duke Bemessi.

"I accept the allegiance of the Locke family and re-incorporate Baron Bruce as my vassal, as my vassals will enjoy my protection, and of course they should also serve in the army, so that they can send an army to join." Duke Bemessi lowered his head again, looked at the map in front of him, and said casually.

"The premise is that the baron can lead the army on horseback." The nobleman on the side added with a smile.

"Hahaha."

"He's not going to faint right away, is he?"

"No, no, no, maybe he'll be a little stronger in women."

The nobles laughed uncontrollably, but the Duke of Bemessy had no intention of stopping them.