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The early morning sun shone into the hall, and under a messy wooden table, several long-legged hounds, which also belonged to the baron's property, and had a special administrator, searched for leftovers.

Bruce and his friends were lying on the table and snoring thunderously, and the servants were tidying up the hall, bringing buckets of water to rinse the vomit under the columns, when a horn sounded over the watchtower of Locke Manor, and the horn sounded faster and faster.

"Whew." Bruce heard the sound of a horn in his sleep, and he instantly looked up from the wooden table on which he was lying on his stomach.

"Scandium~~." Not only Bruce, but the rest of the drunk buddies woke up, and Stukov immediately pulled out the dagger he was carrying, even though he was still lying on the floor.

"Who attacked us?" Eve, who was asleep against the column, also opened her eyes immediately, she staggered to her feet, knocked her head, and asked in pain.

"Where's my sword? Who took my sword. Edward crawled out from under the table, his face pale, and shouted loudly as he stood up on the wooden stool.

"The servant brings water." Bruce also felt as if there were 10,000 bees buzzing in his head, so he shouted loudly.

The servants hurriedly brought a bucket of water, and Bruce took it and poured it on his face, the cold water sobered him up a lot, and the others followed suit, and they went to the bucket to wake themselves up.

"Go and see what's going on?" Bruce commanded to a servant.

"Yes, Lord Baron." The servant looked at Bruce and the others in front of him in surprise, the group of people who were messing around yesterday were now waiting for them one by one, and Bruce was also full of majesty.

"Bruce, who have you offended lately?" Edward asked Bruce as he pulled out his linen.

"Probably not, right?" Bruce frowned and touched his chin, where tiny stubble had grown.

"it, I haven't tasted blood in a long time." Splitting Shield Danny yawned with a big mouth, looking like he was gearing up.

"Lord Baron is Sir Wayne." At this time, the servant who had been in charge of the inquiry returned, and he reported to Bruce.

"Sir Wayne?" Bruce was a little surprised, he remembered that Sir Wayne had gone to patrol the borders of the territory, how could he come back so quickly.

It all started two days ago, when Bruce and his party entered Locke Manor, Countess Randall had a feast in his castle and invited the nobles and vassals of his realm on the grounds that he had obtained a precious glass brooch.

On the second floor of the hall, musicians played the lute and tambourines, and the nobles gathered in the center of the banquet below, who first stood in all corners of the hall and beside the columns and talked to each other.

"I heard that the Countess received a precious gift, but I don't know what it is?" The nobleman wearing a green cake-shaped turban and a fish-scale checkered costume asked his friend curiously.

"It should be that!" His friend leaned against the pillars and pointed with a glass of wine to the lord's throne in the hall, next to the throne above the steps, where an attendant held a box covered with velvet cloth.

"It doesn't look big, is it gold?" Randall asked curiously.

"I don't know, but we should be able to see it in a moment." His friend shrugged his shoulders and took a sip of the wine.

All eyes looked at the box in the squire's hand, consciously or unconsciously, and they all guessed what was inside, and at the same time marveled at the countess's richly decorated hall.

"Quiet, quiet." At this moment, the tall Sir Hilton walked out, his sonorous voice echoed in the hall under the dome, the nobles were quiet, the musicians on the second floor also stopped playing in their hands, and suddenly the originally noisy hall became quiet.

"The rightful ruler of Randallshire, the Honourable Countess Connie. Lois. Lord Yule arrived. The attendant standing at the side door loudly announced to everyone the arrival of the countess, and saw that the countess Randall was wearing a beautiful dark blue dress, with a black veil on her head, and she elegantly lifted the hem of her skirt, and behind the two maids held her long skirt, and behind the two maids were two misfits commoners.

When Countess Randall walked to the throne, she turned and sat down slowly, her hands easily rested on the armrests of the throne, and the two maids stood behind her on either side, and the nobles in the hall hurriedly bowed to the countess on the throne.

"Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, for coming from afar, and I hope that my castle will bring you enough food and wine, as well as comfortable bedrooms." Countess Randall stretched out her right hand and said to the nobles.

"Thank you for your hospitality." The nobles raised their glasses and said, but they were more curious about the two strange merchants standing at the foot of the steps of the countess's throne.

"Goo." White couldn't help but swallow and spit at the mouth, facing so many nobles at once, he was very flustered.

"Calm down, like me, with a little smile." Old Kevin grinned, and his wrinkled face was more like a walnut.

"It's ugly." White glanced at Kevin Sr. and muttered quietly, but he tried to smile, but the smile was worse than crying.

"We thank you for your food and bedrooms, hostess, but can you tell me who these two guys are and why they are here?" At this time, a fat nobleman looked at old Kevin and White in wonder, and asked the countess.

"Could it be the new court jester you've hired?" Another countess's vassal baron, said curiously.

"Possibly, but why don't they put on yellow clown costumes and triangular bell hats?" The other nobles laughed.

"Hey, do you juggle or dance?" The nobles teased White and Kevin Sr. presumptuously, and in the eyes of the nobles, the appearance of commoners here was strange and even a little dazzling.

"Well, we're not clowns." Old Kevin also smiled a little awkwardly, he tried to explain to the nobles, but no one listened, and the noise seemed to be louder.

"I, I'm not a clown." White shouted at the nobles.

"What?" White's sudden outburst silenced the nobles, who looked at the commoner who dared to yell at them.

"I'm sorry, my lord, he just wanted to explain." Old Kevin yelled in his heart, and he hurriedly pulled White away, explaining to the nobles with a smile on his face.

"Well, my lords, these two are merchants, and they are the ones who gave me this treasure." Countess Randall just watched coldly, and only then did she speak out to her vassals.

"Oh?" Sure enough, the countess's words immediately aroused the curiosity of the nobles, and they all looked at the two merchants in amazement, an old fellow who was about to enter the grave, and a young cub who was not yet an adult, to be able to bring the countess treasures, which was really unbelievable.

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