As soon as he entered the hall, White was captivated by the magnificent scenery, the brightly colored velvet, like a raging fire, blooming flowers, like a garden on a hot summer day.

"It's so beautiful." White looked up at the stone dome, the tall columns, and couldn't help but admire.

"Your vocabulary is so poor, it's not a beautiful thing to describe, it's magnificent, it's magnificent, it's incomparable." From behind White, Sir Hilton laughed as he reached out and patted White's thin shoulder, nearly knocking White to the floor.

"Sir Hilton, bring the guests here." At this moment, the voice of Countess Randall from the top of the stairs came, she stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a black veil on her head to cover her face, but the countess in a long black dress was more and more beautiful and mysterious.

"God above, Black Widow." White lowered his head, commoners were not allowed to look at the nobles at eye level, but he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

"Your Excellency Countess." Old Kevin hurried forward, knelt down on his knees at the foot of the steps, and said to the countess on the steps.

"Get up and give your name?" Randall, the Countess, held out her hand, and she said to old Kevin.

"Dear Countess, I am a humble traveling merchant, my name is Kevin, people call me old Kevin, this is my little friend, his name is White." Old Kevin hurriedly reported his name to the countess.

"Old Kevin, well, I will remember your name, thank you for the gift you brought, and I will repay you for your kindness." The countess said.

"It's not necessary at all." Old Kevin said humbly, and White looked at him in surprise, wasn't the purpose of their trip to sell for a good price?

"Oh, you mean no offer?" Countess Randall was slightly surprised, she knew the skills that merchants were used to, but she really liked this brooch, but when she did hear that old Kevin was going to give it to her unconditionally, she was still surprised, knowing that this brooch was really valuable.

"I'm willing to give it unconditionally." Old Kevin lowered his head and said to the countess in a sincere voice.

"Thank you my friend, thank you, I promise that there will always be a place for you at my table." The countess reciprocated the favor and said to old Kevin.

"Oh, thank you, dear countess." Old Kevin was a little surprised, he didn't expect the countess to thank himself in this way, which meant that he became a permanent guest of the countess's court.

Bruce was on his horse to Locke Manor, and the expansion was left to Marcus and the stonemasons, who taught him how to use cement in order to speed up the construction period.

"I really don't want to leave Glinton." In front of Bruce's left, Eve, who was carrying a bow and arrow, said with some complaints.

Behind Bruce and the others was a long line, in the past, as a small lord, he traveled lightly, but now he was a baron after all, not only with servants with luggage, but also with guards.

"I've heard there's good wine in Locke Manor, and we can have a good drink." Edward sat down on his horse with a grin and said to Eve.

"Hmph, don't you have any other entertainment than drinking and looking for women?" Eve rolled her eyes, as a knight, Edward's only privilege in Grington was to be able to ride a horse on weekdays, but other than that, in Glinton, everyone would still call him over, and the pale knight didn't have any fights.

"Absolutely." Edward seemed to be in a particularly good mood, he kicked the horse in the belly, and ran forward, but the horse's hooves deliberately stepped into a small puddle in the middle of the road, and the splash of water splashed on Eve, Anne, Mavis, and the other women, and Anne and Mavis screamed.

"Hahaha, I'm sorry." Edward didn't stop, he laughed and raised his hand and shook it.

"Hmph." However, Eve removed the bow and arrow from her back, pulled the bowstring and aimed it at Edward as he ran.

"Ah, that's bad." Ignath, who was riding behind Bruce, sat up from his saddle in surprise, thinking that Eve was going to shoot Edward, so he tried to stop him.

"Don't worry." Bruce smiled and turned to Master Ignas, knowing full well that these people would not kill their brothers who were born and died.

"Whoosh~~." The arrows flew out, and Edward, who was galloping forward, screamed, and the stirrup belt he was on was broken, and he lost his balance and fell heavily from his galloping horse, and fell right into a sinkhole by the side of the road.

"Wow, poof, damn it." Wet, Edward struggled to his feet, like a hairy dog jumping into a sinkhole, flicking his hair and cursing loudly, but causing everyone to laugh.

Everyone laughed at the embarrassed Sir Edward, and no one sympathized with the knight who dared to play tricks on Eve, and Mavis and Anne laughed from ear to ear.

"Well done, Eve." Anne wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said to her by the shoulders of Eve.

"Look, this is what happens when you try to pick flowers, but you are stung by bees." Mavis plucked a wildflower from the side of the road, pinched it in her hand, and turned it in her hand, and came to Edward's side and said to him.

"Hey, then you can taste the dirty water, too." Edward's eyes rolled, and he threw the sewage from the puddle at Mavis with his hand, causing Mavis to hide from the hem of her skirt.

"Haha." Looking at the crowd frolicking in front of him, the corners of Bruce's mouth couldn't help but curl, in this era of precariousness, he especially cherished this happy time.

Locke Manor, where the Bruce family lived for generations, was home to not only fertile land and tenants, but also the Locke family's large complex house, full of fine furniture and abundant materials, and in order to protect the manor, tall walls and well-guarded houses were indispensable.

"Dengden~~." When Bruce rode to the manor, he saw that the flag had been replaced with his own Evil Fun heraldic pattern, but it had been transformed by Marcus to make it look much more beautiful.

"Your Excellency the Baron has arrived." From the watchtower, the soldiers shouted loudly downward, and with a creaking sound, the sturdy gate was pushed open by six male servants.

"Let's go." Bruce said to his companions behind him, and with that, he kicked his mount and walked towards the manor.

The horses' hooves made a crisp sound as they stepped onto the sturdy stone path, and along the road were lined with tall green trees, and the gardeners wearing straw hats in the gardens on either side saw Bruce walking in, and hurriedly took off their straw hats and hung their heads.