At noon, the warm winter sun shone on the warmth, and it was the warmest time of the day, but the hearts of Crowning, Wenze, and Bossy were extremely cold.

In less than a year, they have tasted the whole process of desire from expansion to bursting.

Before the New Year, the three field nobles and a group of their own comrades bid farewell to the Prince of Wembley and returned to the territory for the New Year, and after only a few days of work, they were suddenly told that the identity of the nobles was gone, and they had changed from nobles to commoners, and they did not even have a chance to resist and remedy.

It was almost like a dream.

"Won't Béruen come down to eat? Then we'll eat ourselves." ”

The food on the table was cold, and the three of them did not move their knives and forks, and when the butler himself came down from the upper floor, the grumpy Viscount Wen Ze grabbed the roast chicken on the table and began to tear it rudely.

"Let's eat together!, although we are nominally civilians, the territory still needs us to manage, life will not change so badly, in a few days everyone will gather their warriors, and when the new Marquis of Lorraine arrives, we will go and talk to him." ”

Cronin beckoned the petty nobles who were making trouble with them to dinner, and forced himself to maintain the situation.

At this time, it is already the only way out for everyone to hold together, and more than a dozen large and small nobles have put together their private armies, and they can gather an army of nearly 1,000 people, which can be regarded as a force and bargaining chip that cannot be ignored.

Suddenly there was a hurried sound of horses' hooves outside the door, and Cronin, who had just picked up a knife and fork, turned his head to look out the door.

A knight hurried in through the door, steaming hot from the winter's body, apparently drenched in sweat from running with all his might.

"What's the matter?"

"Lord Viscount, yesterday evening, the Banner of the Hunter Knight arrived outside Nancy City, and camped temporarily at the farm outside the city. ”

"Clank!"

Cronin's knife and fork fell on the table, making a crisp sound against the plate.

"Do you see clearly?, is he coming?" asked the impatient Viscount Wen Ze in alarm.

"Lord Wenze, late last night, all the Chevalier people in Nancy City left the city and knelt outside the farmstead, it should be the Marquis of Lorraine who arrived. ”

Everyone's faces changed, although they knew that Charles was coming to Lorain, but they didn't expect it to be so soon.

"Wasn't it the other day in the House of Nobles? Why did you arrive so soon?"

"Count Berun is also Nasser, who left a few days ago, hasn't he also arrived?"

"Count Berun is a seventh-rank transcendent who can travel without sleep for three days and three nights, how can he do it?"

A group of nobles, big and small, panicked and spread their fears to their companions.

"Shut up!"

Cronin, who was the strongest of the men, shut everyone up with a snort, and then instructed his butler: "Go up and inform the Count of Berrune, that Charles Chevalier has arrived in the city of Nancy, and ask him to come down and discuss the countermeasures." ”

The housekeeper hurried upstairs, but soon came down again, and his face was very ugly.

"What's the matter? Lord Count is asleep?"

The butler shook his head, gritted his teeth, and said, "Count Berun said that he would go to Nancy City tomorrow to meet the Marquis of Lorraine to ensure the interests of your lordship's lives. ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, with the endorsement of the earl of the royal family, at least there was no danger to their lives, and the lost benefits would have a chance to be taken back in the future.

"The Count of Berun also said......."

"What else is he saying?"

The green tendons on Cronin's forehead began to jump, he knew his housekeeper too well, and he was so good-tempered that something bad must have happened.

"My lord, the Count of Berrune said that Miss Nina did not understand amorous ...... Ask Mrs. Gersie to go up ......"

"GrooveTM"

"Whoa!"

Before Cronin broke out, Viscount Wen Ze, who was not very good-tempered, had already overturned the table, and the plate and wine glasses were shattered.

Madame Gercy is Cronin's wife and Wenze's sister, and Belune really doesn't take the two of them seriously, and deceives people too much.

"Cronin, we can't be so undignified, we've never been so humiliated......."

Cronin sat still, letting his eldest brother roar like a gorilla, without saying a word, as if he was stupid.

"Cronin, are you stupid?"

Cronin shook his head slowly, his eyes full of pain.

It is true that he has not been so humiliated, but it is because they have the Marquis of Lorraine above him, and although the old Marquis Bourman Chevalier is loyal and benevolent, if anyone wants to bully the people of Lorraine, he promises to go straight to the door and make the other party pay a heavy price.

But now, he betrayed the Chevalier family and provoked a hungry wolf into his sheepfold, even if he bleated again, would the hungry wolf not eat meat?

The people of Lorraine are very united, and if one person is bullied, the others will inevitably come to help, but ...... Except for traitors!

"Woo.... Woo.... Woo"

The dull sound of the horn suddenly came from the lookout of the manor, and woke Cronin, who was in a sluggish state.

"What's going on?"

Outside, a warrior from Cronin's family soon ran in.

"Lord Viscount, the lookout post has seen a large group of cavalry rushing towards us, it seems to be Chevalier's family cavalry, shall we ...... Preparing for war?"

"You idiot, of course you have to prepare for war, do you want to be slaughtered, why don't you go and gather all the men and distribute weapons?"

Cronin irritated and blasted the family warrior out to prepare for battle, raised his legs and walked upstairs himself, and when he arrived at the door of the upstairs room, he tried his best to control his mood and knocked on the door.

"Come in, beautiful lady!"

Cronin pushed open the door with a blushing face, "Lord Earl, the Marquis of Lorraine's cavalry is about to arrive, do you want to go out and talk to them?"

The flushed Count of Berun sat up from the bed, and it took a long time to suppress the commotion on his body.

"It's really unlucky, it's a pity that my top tabby orchid, I'll have to let that Charles compensate me later......"

Béruen rolled over and got out of bed, put on his clothes in a hurry, and walked downstairs as if nothing had happened.

Cronin took two steps and looked at Nina on the bed, wanting to comfort his daughter, but when he saw the little girl looking straight at the ceiling, obviously breathing and heartbeat, but stiff like a corpse, and slowly retreated.

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The knightly procession of the Chevalier family stopped ten miles from Cronin's castle and ran eighty miles in one go, and even the best horses were so tired that they had to rest and recuperate.

This gave Cronin and the others time to breathe, and more than a dozen knights rushed out of the manor castle, driving all the men from the nearby villages into the manor, and each of them was issued a spear and sword, which was considered a warrior.

More than a dozen knights of the guards of the nobles of the two or five zai also gathered at the position of the gate to help the Count of Berluen outside the gate.

Riding on a white horse, Berun was dressed in very coquettish ceremonial armor, which shone brightly in the reflection of the sun.

He yawned and lazily commanded, "Raise the banner of the Royal Knights!"

The knight behind Berun raised the sword and lion banner representing the Royal Knights.

"If he wasn't a fool, he should retreat now, and it would only be him, the new marquis, who would be embarrassed by such a stalemate, hehehe!"

Béruen was very confident in the flag behind him, and for decades, no Flense man had dared to be disrespectful to it.

Twenty minutes later, the knightly procession of the Chevalier family moved, but instead of turning around and leaving, as Berun had expected, they slowly pressed towards him, the noble royal count.

"Is he crazy? Attacking the Royal Knights is tantamount to attacking the royal family!"

"A marquis would never be so stupid!"