A group of nobles' retinue stood in the middle of the banquet, and the duke felt that things were a little tricky, and making such a fuss at the banquet before the war might be detrimental to morale, but if he punished these nobles' retinue, then he might offend the vassals, which made the duke feel a dilemma.

"Lord Duke, before this bloody battle, it is inevitable that the soldiers will not be able to control their emotions, isn't this a very normal thing?" Sir Hilton saw the Duke's dilemma, and he immediately stood up and said.

"That's right, doesn't that show the bravery of our warriors?" Among the nobles who were caught in their entourage were their own, and they also echoed at this time.

"Yes." Duke Bemessi nodded, and when he stood up to end this farce, he didn't expect someone to stand up first.

"Lord Duke, my lords, the ancient kings were feasting at the same time, and the excellent samurai would fight each other to cheer each other, since the retinue of several adults has started, then we should also join in." Standing up was a knight, but his smock indicated that he did not belong to any of the vassals, but instead the distinctive and sacred coat of arms indicated that he was a holy knight of the Church.

"Buzz~~." When the knight of the church spoke, the nobles began to talk, and the hall suddenly felt like a hornet's nest.

"Sir Abraham, what do you want to do?" Duke Bemessi's eyebrows were about to twist together, and he was immersed in the excitement of the many vassals coming to help in the battle, and the knight of divine grace was silent, and the silence almost made him forget.

"Allow me to choose one of the warriors from among the adults to fight in this hall for your pleasure." Sir Abraham said loudly.

When Sir Abraham challenged loudly, the warriors who had been brave and fierce looked away, and they did not dare to look at the knights of divine grace, and the scene suddenly looked very embarrassing, and the Duke of Bemessi turned red from his cheeks to his neck.

"What the hell are these Grace Knights trying to do?" Sir Hilton also kept a straight face, he sensed the provocation of these Knights of Divine Grace, and he slapped Duke Bemessey in the face in public.

"Hmm." Bruce watched with interest, and he noticed the smug looks of the Divine Knights, who seemed to be deliberately humiliating the Duke of Bemessy.

It seems that in the midst of this harmonious banquet, in fact, the dark tide has long been turbulent, and the Duke of Bemessi, because he is dissatisfied with the religious knights' untrustworthiness, deliberately held a grand banquet to entertain the vassals, showing off their strength to the church, but the religious knights took the opportunity to provoke at this time, in order to show the strength of the power of the knights of divine grace.

"Huh?" Edward suddenly saw Bruce wink at him, and he, Stukov and the others began to think of themselves as outsiders, so they didn't care about the provocation of the Divine Grace Knight.

"Does Lord Baron mean to let me go to war?" Edward tilted his head and wondered, no matter how you look at it, this matter is for the Duke, he doesn't understand why Bruce is wading into this troubled water?

"Ahem." Bruce coughed hard, and he blinked again, and now Edward understood that Bruce was really trying to make himself play.

"Why, don't the dignified vassals of the Duchy of Bemessi even have a decent warrior? We're just sparring, not a real duel! Sir Abraham triumphantly circled around the center of the banquet, and he looked away from his vassals everywhere he went, the terrible legend of the Charismatic Knights is a must-have story for every nobleman at the bedside when he was a child, not to mention that they were afraid of the huge and terrible force behind the Charismatic Knights.

"Now that the Lord is willing to go into battle or send his own valiant warriors, I am willing to give him five hundred silver coins to repair his armor." Duke Bemessi finally couldn't help it, and he said angrily to the vassals in the hall.

"I'm willing to fight." There must be a brave man under the reward, and under the temptation of five hundred silver coins, a young vassal stepped forward.

"Oh, it's Baron Leopold." The fat Robinson Lord, who was beside Bruce, widened his eyes and whispered to Bruce.

"Baron?" Bruce didn't expect to run into a baron, he said curiously.

"Oh, Baron Leopold's father once followed the old duke on his expedition, he was a lord who had established military merits and received a title, and he was the great lord of the middle of the principality." Lord Fat Robinson explained to Bruce.

"I see." Bruce nodded, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed, he didn't expect to be taken the lead by others.

"Well, worthy of the baron of the brave family with the lion as the family crest." Duke Bemessi smiled with joy on his face when he saw Baron Leopold come out, the Leopold family is a family that produces brave warriors, and their family crest is a golden lion.

"Good." Sir Abraham's mouth also smiled at the corners of his mouth, and he also slapped his palm appreciatively.

The servants quickly cleared a clearing in the center of the hall, and the nobles retreated to the columns, many of them waiting for the battle between the secular nobles and the religious knights.

"Smack." Baron Leopold strode to the northwest corner, wearing a leather jacket and leather gloves on his hands, but not wearing a helmet, he was holding a long sword, his knees slightly bent, his body slightly sideways to Sir Abraham, his hands on the hilt, but resting the blade on his right shoulder.

"Oh." Sir Abraham drew his sword, and he glanced at Baron Leopold, who was in a posture, and suddenly the religious knight fell down on one knee and raised his sword in front of him.

"Look, it's the prayer of the Grace Knight." The nobles in the hall widened their eyes, it was the first time they had seen the prayers of the Divine Grace Knights before the battle, and it was said that the Divine Grace Knights who fought for justice would use their swords to pray and communicate with the main god before the battle, and the main god would also give them mysterious powers.

"Cut, gimmick." Bruce pursed his lips disdainfully, he still needs to observe how powerful these god-like knights are, but it is undeniable that this hand of the god-like knights does put great pressure on the opponent, which will make the opponent feel that he is fighting against the messenger of the gods.

"Yikes!" Sure enough, Baron Leopold, who was originally on the defensive, couldn't stand the pressure, and he shouted and took quick steps with his legs, and rushed towards the Divine Grace Knight, completely without waiting for the other party's prayer to be completed.

"Scandium~~." A loud metal crash resounded, echoing through the hall for a long time.