William was with her in Wella's room, along with her brother and Mrs. Comos.

Just then, there was a knock on the door: "My lord, Viscount Raul has arrived with his vassals and his son, Ser Imojo, and is now in the hall of the manor." ”

Vidal didn't dare to rush in, so he had to report to William through them.

"Okay, I'll go and receive it!"

William answered, and then said apologetically to the three of them: "I'm sorry, I have to go and receive the guests, I'll be back soon!" ”

Stepping out of the door, William followed Vidal to the manor's door.

"You've seen Viscount Raul!" William asked Vidal in the hallway.

"Yes, my lord, I brought them to the hall after meeting Viscount Raul, but Viscount Raul looks a little weak, maybe there is something wrong with him."

Vidal truthfully told William what he had seen, and his tone was a little surprised, after all, he had not participated in the Battle of Lomi Vale, and did not know that Viscount Raul had been wounded in the battle.

Nodding his head, he understood.

"Oh, dear Viscount Raul, your presence has made my estate shine, thank you so much for being able to give me this face and come to my wedding!"

William said very politely, although all the nobles of Denlenburg have returned, there is still the necessary etiquette.

"Haha, of course I'm going to attend your wedding, and the little knight has grown into a big lord with heavy soldiers, how can I not come?"

Viscount Raul said in a tone of inadequate breath, and it could be heard from his tone that his physical condition was quite bad, and coupled with his age, he might have to return to the arms of the Holy Father at some point.

Viscount Raul is quite kind among the nobles, often brings up juniors, and has a good relationship with William, and is an old man who William admires.

However, I heard that he was also a very short-tempered nobleman in his early years, and he often beat and scolded his servants and soldiers, and even his colleagues and vassals did not like him.

However, after the death of his beloved wife in a plague, he has completely changed his personality, believing that his wife's death from the plague is the punishment of the Holy Father's cruelty to him.

After that, he began to be gentle, raising his son, Sir Imojo, and for more than twenty years he had never heard of a mistress or anything else.

Beginning to be mild-mannered and quite skillful, he began to admire his vassals, satisfy his colleagues, and his boyish friends, including the Count of Loire, respected him.

Looking at him who was weak, William couldn't help but sigh a little, this man's voice was quite rich, the irritable voice of a young man was gentle in old age, and how many things had been experienced to be able to have such a big change.

"May the Holy Father bless you with good health, there are several good doctors in my domain, I hope they can help you see your condition, after all, Denlenburg cannot live without you, a gentle and righteous elder."

"No, I know my own physical condition very well, I don't have long to live, I just hope that if Imocho has any difficulties, you can help him, if he has any disrespect for you, please look at my face, don't be like him!"

Viscount Raul spoke to William in an old, under-breathed voice, with some pleading in his tone.

He knew that his son was not a man of great talent, in fact, most of the middle and lower class nobles were like this, brave and unstrategic, and did not know how to develop, and Imocho was quite good among these people.

But the old Viscount Raul knew that William's potential was limitless, his strategy and management methods far exceeded anyone else's, and the Count of Loire had no direct heir at all, and when the Count of Loire died, who knew how far William would develop.

"Father, what do you say!" Sir Imojo said dissatisfied, and at the same time looked at William with some angry eyes, in short, quite unkind.

William was also confused at this time, what did I do? This starts to look unpleasant? Looks like I didn't offend you!

"Listen! Don't be disrespectful to Baron William, you know! Viscount Raul rebuked Sir Imochio harshly, telling him not to treat William with this attitude again.

"Yes, Father!" Sir Imocho reluctantly apologized to William: "I'm very sorry, Baron William, please forgive me for my attitude towards you just now!" ”

However, although he said this, the expression on his face was not so sincere, and he even provoked William from an angle that Viscount Raul could not see.

Although William was a little unhappy, he still didn't have a seizure in the face of Viscount Raul, anyway, he won't see it often in the future, and there is no interest relationship, he doesn't care what attitude he has towards himself, besides, just like him, he can only be a ghost if he mixes well among the nobles.

After placing them in place, William returned to Wella's place to continue to stay with Wella.

In the afternoon, Viscount Winston also arrived at the manor, and without surprise, William arranged them in their rooms in the main castle.

Finally, when the wedding came, everything was ready, and although the wedding had not yet begun, the troubadours who had been attracted to it and the hired laughers had already begun to perform.

The troubadour, accompanied by a musician, sings about epic poems or biographies, or the adventures of a knight, and today the troubadour tells the story of the rise of Baron William.

Many knights and nobles applauded, drank the vodka on the table, and cheered incessantly, and all the expensive vodka on weekdays was drunk for free at this time, which made everyone very happy.

Men and maids weave through the crowd, placing all kinds of fruits, pineapples, boiled apples, cabbage, and other pre-dinner foods on the table.

The kitchen was also busy with the staple food later, several large iron pots were hung up, and several people who had an accident were stirring the beef stew inside with a long soup spoon, and the aroma was compelling under the spices and salt.

Slightly leavened white bread was coated with cream and neatly arranged on the long kitchen table, and honey jars were stacked in several layers, giving the area a sweet smell.

More than 20 lambs that were slaughtered early were also cooked, and the processing method was very simple, this is the way William explained to eat, that is, to draw a passage on the lamb, and then brush the oil and salt, and go down several times, and wait until it is cooked, and a dish is completed.

Barley or oat paste could not be served at such a feast, it was food for the lower classes, and even soybeans were never present at banquets.

Although the nobles and knights loved vodka, they were quite strict with etiquette, and they did not lose the honor and grace they regarded as their lives for the sake of momentary pleasure.

So everyone seemed very restrained, taking a small sip, just eating a few bites of cabbage or small onions, and watching the performance below.