Curious about this strange feast, the White Knight did not heed Woolf's advice, but turned back, only more cautiously, and at this time the feast seemed to be entering the stage of excitement of everyone, and the people sat around the boys and girls, talking and singing loudly, and some people dancing to the song.

"Strange, this doesn't seem like anything, huh?" The White Knight was puzzled, he didn't understand why Woolf wanted to drive him away.

But at this moment, the white knight saw a strange scene, and the Count of Gülen and his wife quietly walked behind the boy and girl in this chaotic and cheerful time, and then took advantage of the two of them not to pay attention, and suddenly put the rope around their necks, and the boy and girl struggled in horror, but the people who surrounded them rushed up and held them down.

"Hmm." The White Knight suddenly understood, this was not a banquet at all, no, it should be a banquet of death, and the men and women who were crowded around the guests' seats were actually sacrifices.

"Hang them upside down." Count Gülen looked at the two of them who were desperately kicking their legs, and he commanded loudly.

Soon, the two were also tied to the ropes on their feet, and the other end of the rope was thrown from the branch of the big tree above their heads, and people pulled the rope to hang the two upside down, and the necks of the two were wrapped in the rope, so they could not make a sound, but their bodies were writhing, fighting for their lives.

"I'm going to save them." The White Knight angrily walked out from behind the tree, trying to stop the crazy human sacrifice.

"Spear of the Father, take the Spear of the Father." Earl Gülen's cheeks flushed with excitement as he shouted to the people, and soon a wooden spear wrapped in vines was handed to him from the top of their heads, and the people cheered.

"Stop." The White Knight jumped onto the wooden table, shouting at the mad crowd.

"Who is this?" The appearance of the White Knight silenced everyone, and they looked at each other as if they didn't understand what was going on.

"Who dares to make a noise at a sacred banquet?" Count Gülen held the wooden spear, his face became solemn, and the countess beside him looked worried.

"You can't kill two innocent people like that." The White Knight did not back down, his honor and compassion did not allow him to evade.

"Come down, come down right now." When Woolf saw the White Knight jump onto the wooden table, she suddenly cried out that she should have sent him somewhere else.

"What do you strangers know, this is a sacred feast, and after these two honored guests have eaten lunch, they will hang themselves on the tree of the world for seven days and seven nights according to the sacred act of God the Father, and pierce their bodies with wooden spears, and their souls will go to the dwelling place of God the Father, and sing and drink with the gods." Count Gülen sneered at the White Knight, and the people around him laughed at it, something that even a seven-year-old child knew, and the ignorant stranger thought they were killing innocent guests.

"If the feast of the gods is so wonderful, why don't you tie yourself to a tree, or do you think you're not qualified enough?" The White Knight raised his chin as he said to Count Glenn.

When the White Knight finished speaking, the others fell silent, and they felt that what the little white-faced stranger said seemed to make sense, since the feast of the gods was so beautiful, why didn't the Count go himself.

"Take down this outlander who is deceiving the people." The Count of Gülen was stunned for a moment, and then he felt very angry, and his authority was challenged by strangers, which he could not bear.

Four of Earl Gülen's men immediately stepped forward to grab the White Knight on the wooden table, but the White Knight was so agile that he ran from one end of the table to the other, and the four of them circled around the wooden table, a comical sight that caused everyone else to laugh.

"Enough, Count Gülen, he's my guest." At this time, Woolf pushed the others out and stood in front of the White Knight and said to Count Gülen.

"You want to vouch for him?" Earl Gülen's eyes became fierce, he thought that the white knight who dared to stop him at the festival could never be his whim, and it was definitely Woolf's command behind it, so things were definitely not simple.

"I beg your forgiveness for him, he is just an ignorant foreigner." Woolf knelt down on one knee, crossed her hands over her chest, and said to Earl Gülen.

"Oh?" Woolf's actions made the Earl of Gülen hesitate, and he thought it was strange that if Woolf wanted to challenge him, he would not be able to intercede on the spot, which made him a little puzzled.

"Lord Earl, watch out for his tricks." But Count Gülen's men walked up to him and whispered.

"Well, Woolf, it is extremely unlucky for this stranger to break the festival, so he must be punished." Earl Gülen said to Woolf.

"Well, there's no way around it." Woolf frowned, and he stood up, his burly figure making Earl Gülen's men unconsciously take a step back.

"You're going to shield this criminal?" The Earl of Gülen clenched his wooden spear and yelled at Woolf.

"I'm his guarantor, and I'm in charge of his safety here, and I can't let people say I'm a bad man." Woolf clenched her fists and said to Earl Gülen.

"Arrest them all, I declare them criminals." Count Gülen couldn't take it anymore, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered his men and the others.

"But, Lord Count, now is the day of neutrality." But people didn't mean to do anything, someone reminded Count Gülen.

"Damn it." Count Gülen then remembered that this day was the day when the legendary Father God hung himself upside down on the World Tree, which means that this day was the end of creation, and on this day the law did not work, but people could always find a solution to the problem.

"Ah, I remember, today is Neutrality Day, what do you want to do with Gülen?" A sneer appeared on Woolf's lips as he said to Earl Gülen.

"Oops." Count Gülen suddenly felt that he had fallen into a trap, which he was caught off guard, and there was only one solution to disagreements and disputes on this day, and that was a duel, putting aside his identity and status, and fighting face to face like a man.

"Don't you dare, if you give up, I'm afraid people will say that Count Gülen is a coward." Woolf clenched her fist, and her joints crackled.

"Woolf beats him." The White Knight jumped off the wooden table, and he cheered Woolf.

"Duel, duel, duel~~." Woolf's friends in the crowd began to cheer, and the people immediately cheered with them, as if the banquet alone was no longer enough to satisfy them, and only the blood-boiling duel was enough to satisfy the people.