So, Sir Hilton lost? Edward frowned, and he asked Kevin Sr.

The others probably thought the same way, if the victory was won, then the atmosphere in Randallburg would not be as dead and silent as a cemetery at this time, only to see old Kevin smiled bitterly and scratched the top of his head with his right hand, where the hair was already bald, and only the scalp remained.

"What the hell is going on, why don't you say it?" Eve asked impatiently.

"Don't worry, let him speak slowly." Bruce stopped his restless buddies and said to Kevin Sr.

"No, in fact, Sir Hilton won, those two young knights are not his opponents at all, Sir Hilton shot down the swords in the hands of the two, and hit one knight directly in the face with the hilt of the sword, making him lose the will to fight, while the other knight fell to the ground with the tip of the sword pointed to his throat and had to raise his hand in surrender." Kevin Sr. said to Bruce and the others.

"If you won, why is this place deserted like a cemetery, is that how the Randalls celebrate their victory?" Splitting Shield Danny asked in confusion, his words were also what the others wanted to ask.

"It's all to blame, that peach." Kevin Sr. grimaced, thinking it was funny but understanding that things were not so funny, and the two emotions made Kevin Sr.'s face distort like a shriveled orange.

Sir Hilton defeated the two knights of Count Ivan, and immediately everyone in the hall regarded him as a hero, and the cheers resounded throughout the castle, Count Ivan's face stinked like dried salted fish, but no one cared about him at this time, this victory showed that Randall had a strong warrior, and the morale of the people was boosted, so Count Ivan was not so afraid.

"Sir, congratulations on your victory." The aristocrats flocked to Sir Hilton's side, and some noblewomen and ladies offered their courtesy to Sir Hilton.

"Thank you for your congratulations, but I'm a little thirsty now, hey, squire bring me some wine." Sir Hilton shouted triumphantly in the crowd.

"Serve the best wine to Jazz." Randall's nobles hurriedly ordered the attendants.

The attendants hurriedly brought the best wine to Sir Hilton, and Sir took the glass and drank it all, and the wine was the most hearty thing to accompany after the fierce battle.

"But what does this have to do with peaches?" Listening to Kevin Sr.'s ramblings, even Bruce was a little impatient, and he interrupted Kevin Sr.'s rambling and asked.

"Yes, because he had drunk some wine, Sir Hilton saw a cook pass by with a basket of peaches on his back, and perhaps he was a little hungry, so he asked the cook to give him a peach, or maybe he was in a hurry to eat, and the peach got stuck in his throat, and in full view, Lord Hilton, he died." Old Kevin showed a sad look and said to Bruce and the others.

"Dead because of a peach?" Stukov stared at the only remaining eye and said in disbelief.

"The Lord God is above, and he has arranged such a fate for Sir Hilton!" Sir Wayne sighed, he had fought with this powerful knight, if it wasn't for the use of the knight's stunt, even he would not be Sir Hilton's opponent, but he didn't expect that a mere peach actually killed this powerful knight.

"The loss of Sir Hilton was a fatal blow to Randall." Edward said to Bruce.

"Indeed, and after humiliating Count Ivan." Bruce could imagine the ecstatic look of Count Ivan, who had almost killed him, and must have thought that this was a godsend for the invasion of Randall.

"Count Ivan immediately said that this was the punishment of the Lord God for Randall, so he took the life of Randall's warriors, and no one dared to contradict him, and he once again asked the countess to marry him, otherwise he would raise troops to repay Randall's humiliation." Kevin Sr. sighed as he said to Bruce.

"How did the countess deal with it?" Bruce asked.

"The Countess thinks that Sir Hilton's funeral is on the pretext that she will discuss everything after Sir Hilton is buried." Kevin Sr. said.

Bruce touched his chin, it looked like the countess was planning to delay the tactics, but would Count Ivan, who treated Randall as fat, let him go easily?

"So Count Ivan agreed?" Eve asked curiously.

"Count Ivan only gave the countess three days to think about it, and then returned to his domain." As Kevin Sr. was talking, Lord Lusin walked in, and he walked straight towards Bruce.

"Your Excellency Baron Locke, the Countess invites you to the courtyard." Lord Lunes said after bowing slightly to Bruce.

"Understood." Bruce now finally knows why the atmosphere in Randallburg is so weird, but he still doesn't know why the countess treats him well, knowing that the Locke family and the Randall countess have had a dispute, and the relationship between the two families is actually not very good.

The courtyard of Landallburg is exquisite, with long low leafy hedges forming a winding path, fountains flowing with water columns, small stone-paved paths that are comfortable to step on, marble sculptures among the trees, and a pavilion in the middle of the elegant courtyard.

"The Countess is in the pavilion, the Baron, please." Lord Lunes stopped a hundred meters from the gazebo, and he made a gesture of invitation to Bruce.

"Here." Bruce looked curiously, there were no maids and no guards around, he didn't expect Countess Randall to treat him so frankly.

Bruce walked in the direction of the gazebo, where a woman in a long black dress had her back to her, she seemed to be watching the scenery outside the gazebo, but perhaps only in a daze.

"Dear Countess, I am Baron Bruce of the Locke family." Bruce stood at the entrance of the gazebo and said to the woman inside.

"Oh, Lord Bruce, you're here." The woman heard Bruce's voice, and gradually turned her head, only to see a veil covering her face, Bruce quickly lowered his head, he knew that the widowed woman wore a veil, which meant that she was celebrating the festival for her husband.

"Yes, I had only heard that there was a treasure in Randallburg, so I took the liberty of wanting to see it, but I didn't expect to hear the news of Sir Hilton's death, which was unfortunate." Bruce said to the countess.

"It's all the will of the Lord God, and no one can do it." The countess sat on the stone bench in the gazebo, her figure was well-proportioned, and she was wearing a long black dress with a black veil, which looked particularly mysterious, and Bruce couldn't help but peek at it.

"So, is there anything you invited me to do?" Bruce glanced at the countess, and always felt that the other party was a little familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Yes, but please look up and take a closer look at me." The countess laughed, and she stood up, unveiled her hands, and said to Bruce.

"Huh?" Bruce was a little surprised, it seemed too ambiguous in this secluded environment, in the courtyard where no one was around.

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