While the two vassals whispered to each other, an attendant hurried in through the door, and he quickly walked through the messy hall to the bottom of the steps.

"What's the matter?" Countess Randall straightened up and leaned forward slightly to ask the squire.

The squire looked around, and hurriedly stepped forward and reported a few words to the countess, and with the squire's words, the countess Randall's face became serious, but fortunately there was a veil to cover it, otherwise the vassals would definitely find out the problem.

"Invite him in." Countess Randall said to the attendant.

"Yes." The squire listened to the countess's order, hurriedly took two steps back, turned to face the direction of the gate, in fact, when the squire passed through the crowd and came to the countess's treasure, the nobles had already noticed, and at this time, seeing the squire's actions, they gradually quieted down and watched him.

"Old Kevin, this ham tastes amazing, and the life of the nobility is truly heaven." White and Kevin Sr. sat at the wooden table, and White was already dazed with wine.

"Shut up." Kevin Sr. hurriedly grabbed him and covered his greasy mouth with his hand, and White's eyes widened with a whimper.

"Your Excellency Lord Ivan, who has come to visit Lord Countess Randall, he has come to the gate." The attendant announced in a loud voice, and as soon as his voice fell, the nobles in the hall began to talk.

"What Count Ivan is here?"

"What did he come to do, did he invite him?"

"It's an uninvited guest, isn't it?"

"It's incredible."

Part of Count Ivan's territory is connected to the countess, and the connected part is located in the northeast corner, where it is cold and barren because of the high dimension, and it is said that Count Ivan has long coveted the rich Randall, and if it weren't for the northerners robbing his territory from time to time, which involved most of his energy, this count would have started to fight a long time ago.

Because of this, the Randall people have an instinctive dislike and wariness of Count Ivan, but they didn't expect this unpopular earl to suddenly arrive, and for this rumored cruel earl, some timid people can't help but hide behind the crowd.

"Where is that treasure, let me see." After the squire conveyed the countess's order to invite Count Ivan to enter, after a while, the voice of Count Ivan came from outside the door, and the count, dressed in leather and iron armor, covered with a blue blouse, and embroidered with a brown bear on his chest, strode in, followed by two burly knights.

"Lord Ivan." When Count Ivan walked in, the nobles immediately split into two columns, leaving a passage in the middle for him to pass through, and Baron Mack and the others saluted the brutal nobleman.

"Oh, it's Lord Mack! Have you already seen the treasure? Count Ivan stopped in front of Baron Mack, and asked with a big grin.

"Yes, it's an incomparable treasure." Baron Mack exclaimed.

"Really?" Count Ivan's eyes lit up almost when he heard this, and he walked a few steps to the bottom of the steps in front of Countess Randall.

"Your Excellency Lord Ivan, you are welcome to be your guest." Countess Randall said politely to Count Ivan.

"Thank you for your hospitality, but I still want to see the so-called treasure directly, what if it's too much?" After Count Ivan finished speaking, he walked straight to the wooden box, and the attendant holding the wooden box took a step back nervously, but Count Ivan reached out and grabbed the box, and all the nobles present looked at each other, they did not expect Count Ivan to be so rude and rude.

"Wait a minute." Suddenly, a rough voice sounded, like thunder, and Sir Hilton stepped forward and grabbed Earl Ivan's wrist.

"Sir Hilton, what do you want to do?" Count Ivan looked at Sir Hilton in surprise, and the two knights behind Count Ivan had already put their hands on the hilt of their swords.

"The Lord God is above, is this going to fight?" White said in horror, and Kevin Sr. was so frightened that he got under the table, seeing that a shopping struggle was about to break out.

"Stop." At this moment, Randall, the Countess, stood up and addressed Sir Hilton and Earl Ivan.

Sir Hilton glanced at the countess, let go of the hand that grabbed Count Ivan, who stood on the steps like an iron tower, and seemed to hold down Count Ivan's head even more, and Count Ivan's face turned red.

"Lord Countess, I am your guest, Sir Hilton is so rude, please give me an explanation." Count Ivan raised his head and said to the countess.

"That's because Lord Ivan, Lord Ivan, you are rude, this box contains Randall's treasure, and you took it without the permission of Lord Countess, as the protector of this treasure, I have a duty to stop you." Sir Hilton said without fear.

"Does Sir think I'm a thief of theft, or a robber who stands in the way, this is an insult to my reputation, and I want you to apologize formally." Count Ivan said slyly.

"Never." Sir Hilton, who was a grumpy knight, immediately refused with a stalk in his neck.

"Hah, then it seems that I have no choice, my Countess, I have asked for a duel with Sir Hilton in order to restore my reputation." Count Ivan said loudly, and as soon as the words fell, the hall seemed to be fried, and the nobles were all talking, and they looked at the countess.

"Count Ivan, I admit that it was a misunderstanding, but Sir Hilton is indeed the one I appointed to guard the treasure, and perhaps he overreacted a little, but it was by no means disrespectful to you." The countess said to Count Ivan, her voice as soft as rain, but Count Ivan was completely unmoved.

"No, it's my honor." Count Ivan refused viciously.

"I accept the challenge." Sir Hilton raised his head and puffed out his chest and said loudly.

"Lord Ivan, what am I going to do to get you to retract this decision?" Countess Randall asked Count Ivan.

"Unless you give me the treasure." Count Ivan said.

"What?"

"Ridiculous."

"But it might be good if a treasure could be used to settle this dispute."

Count Ivan's words caused a stir among the nobles, some of whom thought it absolutely unacceptable, but others did not want to be enemies of Count Ivan and his terrible knights.

"Is that all you ask?" The countess was silent for a moment and asked Count Ivan.

"No, other than that, I want to marry you, the countess." A smug smile appeared on Earl Ivan's face, he knew the disadvantages of Countess Randall, and if he could marry the countess, then he could get Randallshire without blood.

"Oh no, I can't agree."

"Despicable."

"Damn, can't agree."

But this time, Randall's nobles let out a roar of rage in unison, they must not let Randall fall into the hands of Count Ivan, let alone serve this terrible ruler.

"Okay then, I agree to a duel." The countess glanced at Sir Hilton, a smile on her lips, but no one could see it under the veil.

"Good." Count Ivan narrowed his eyes, he turned and walked towards the door, this place is too narrow for a duel, and a bigger place needs to be found.