Edward's performance surprised the vassals of the Duchy of Bemessi, and he was able to compete with the Knights of Divine Grace in sword fighting, which showed that Edward was a rare swordsman, and many even became jealous because of this.

"Good fight." The Duke of Bemessi was the first to stand up and applaud, laughing and looking at Edward with admiration.

"Thank you, Lord Duke, for your appreciation." Edward proudly threw the sword in his hand upward, and then caught it with his backhand behind his back, and retracted the sword like a juggling gesture, causing a cheer from the nobles, and the women looked at Edward with very different eyes.

"Knight Edward, you will be given five hundred silver coins to repair your armor, and if you are interested in transferring it to my court, I just need a sword teacher." The Duke of Bemessi opened his hands and unabashedly embraced Edward.

"This?" Edward's brows furrowed, he didn't expect Duke Bemessey to accept himself in public so unscrupulously, so he couldn't help but glance in Bruce's direction, and Bruce had a smile on his face.

"Don't worry Lord Baron Bruce, I am a generous person, I will never ask for your subordinates in vain, I will definitely give you a satisfactory price." Duke Bemessi warmly said to Bruce that if a swordsman who defeated the knight of divine grace can serve in his own court, then his prestige will be greatly enhanced.

"Lord Duke, Edward is my companion, and he is free to come and go." Bruce shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly.

"Really? That's great. When the Duke of Bemessi heard this, no one would refuse his generous treatment, and the nobles all looked at Edward with envy.

"Bruce, how can you~~." At this time, Eve beside him glared at Bruce dissatisfied, when Edward was poor, it was Bruce who bought him back from the inn, how can he say that he will let him go, and the Duke of Bemessi will be cheaper for nothing.

"I'm sorry Lord Duke, but I actually owe a lot of debt to Lord Baron Bruce, and I won't leave until I pay it off." Edward smiled slightly, bowed to Duke Bemossi, turned around, and walked towards Bruce and the others.

"How much debt, I can pay it for you." Duke Bemessi said unrelentingly.

"Ahem, Lord Duke." Even Sir Hilton had seen that Edward had no intention of serving the Duke at all, and he gestured to the sidelines.

Edward returned to Bruce with a smug smile, but Bruce only nodded faintly, while Eve looked disdainful.

"Thank you." Edward told Eve that the pebble under Sir Abraham's feet did not appear for no reason, and that Eve had bounced it while everyone was not looking.

"Hmph, it's a good thing you didn't accede to Duke Bermessi's invitation." Eve sneered and said unappreciatively.

"Oh, actually, I really regret it when I think about it, the maids in the duke's court are very beautiful and gentle." Edward grinned, picked up a glass of wine from the table, and said as he sipped it to his lips.

"Ha, when the time comes, I'll shoot what lies underneath you, lest you harm the poor girls." Eve said playfully without flinching.

"Bruce, we seem to have offended a terrible character." While Edward and Eve were arguing, Stukov was keenly aware of the unfriendly gaze of the Church Knights, and he whispered to Bruce as he turned around.

"It's okay, I've already inquired clearly, this time the church knights will not go to war." Bruce learns from Lord Robinson Fat that the Church Knights will remain neutral and will only defend the castle in place of the Duke, and will not participate in the battle against the rebels.

"The power of the church is very scary, you better be mentally prepared." Stukov was not as optimistic as Bruce, and he was aware of the terrible power of the Church in the darkness.

"Boom." Suddenly, the knights of the church stood up en masse, and after the knights led by the head bowed courteously to the duke, they left the banquet openly with the knights of the church.

"Hmph." Duke Bemessi had long been dissatisfied with the knights of the church, and he felt a lot more relaxed when he looked at the knights who left.

When the knights of the church left, the Duke summoned the itinerant artists outside the castle, and the servants brought food and wine like water, and the atmosphere in the hall was warmed up again, and this time Bruce's seat was soon surrounded by nobles, a lord with a strong swordsman worthy of respect and friendship.

Bruce didn't even know when he was drunk in front of the nobles, and when he opened his eyes again, he felt the sun shining in from above, and the hall was filled with the smell of wine, and drunk people were lying on the floor or on the long table.

"Hmm, my head." Bruce staggered to his feet, and as he leaned on the wooden table, he knocked over an empty flask that had fallen to the ground, and there was a loud thud.

Bruce pushed open the door to the hall and walked to the stables next to the main tower, one of the mangers was full of standing water, and he poured it on his face with both hands, the cold water quickly sobering him up.

"Lord Baron Bruce, so you're here." At this time, an attendant in a square robe ran over and said to him.

"What's the matter?" Bruce asked the squire curiously.

"Lord Duke said that the adults who have woken up, please return to their army immediately, we are ready to march against the rebels." The squire commanded Bruce.

"I see." Bruce exhaled a breath of cloudy air in his chest, and it was finally time for the war.

After Bruce received the Duke's order, he walked into the hall, and saw that Stukov and the others were also drunk scattered around the hall, so he stepped forward and kicked Stukov, who was sitting on the stone steps.

"Uh-huh." Stukov was so agitated that he jerked out the dagger at his waist and stared blankly at Bruce.

"Let's go, we're going to war." Bruce said to Stukov as he straightened his shirt.

"Uh-huh." Only then did Stukov react, and he stood up with his hands on the column.

"Vomit~~." On the other side, Edward was vomiting and didn't know how much he had drunk at the banquet.

"You stink." Eve didn't know where she was coming from, she clutched her nose and frowned, then stepped forward and grabbed Edward by the back collar and dragged him out of the hall like an animal, and pushed Edward into the stable's drinking manger.

"Ahhhh The cold water soaked Edward's entire body, and he screamed and stood up and flopped.

"Hahaha." The maids around couldn't help but laugh when they looked at Edward's embarrassed appearance.