In the middle of the night, darkness fell on the earth, on the endless fields, the lights were extinguished in the sparsely populated farmhouses, the farmers were tired and yawned all day and fell asleep, a few naughty children did not want to go to bed early, they crawled to the window with the snoring of adults, and quietly pushed open the wooden planks covering it through the window hole where a few sticks were placed as guardrails, and their bright eyes saw that the only thing that shone in the darkness except the moon was the castle on the hill, and the three layers of torches of the castle were burning, It is bright like a pearl of the night, showing a lively scene that is different from the village.

"Baron Gordon and his wife have arrived."

"Countess Kay has arrived."

"The archbishop of the diocese of Rist came to visit." The Duke of Mason's court attendants loudly announced the visiting nobles in a loud voice, and the nobles dressed in various bright and colorful costumes bustled to the Duke's castle, their carriages filling the castle gates, and their guards and attendants swarming and pushing each other.

"Brother, I just found out today that this castle is so magnificent." Among these middle-ranking nobles, an inconspicuous small team was mixed in, and the reason why it was inconspicuous was that their service was simple and unpretentious, and there were only two or three attendants around them, and the clothes of the attendants were shabby and pitiful, but the tall man among them was very excited, and when he looked at the gate of the castle, which was several feet high, he sighed heartily.

"Calm my brother." Arold looked at his brother who seemed to be a hillbilly very helplessly and embarrassed, as a modern person whose soul has crossed from the 21st century, he has long seen enough of high-rise buildings, and this kind of city wall that can be climbed with a ladder is really not in his eyes, of course, according to the craftsmanship of this era, this level of city wall is enough to protect the safety of the people inside.

Arold kept complaining about such a tall city wall, but the gate was designed so narrow, so that the two teams could not walk side by side, so that people were a little more crowded together and could not move, which delayed the time for people to enter the castle, but the long night was long and other nobles were not in a hurry, and Arold immediately thought of the advantages of this design, the weakest point of a castle is the gate, once the gate is breached, the narrow door can limit the invasion of the enemy, it seems that the wisdom of the ancients is not to be underestimated.

"Who are you? Is it an invited adult? When it was finally Arold and the others' turn, the court attendants looked at them with puzzled eyes and asked, it was really rare for nobles to come to the banquet in such simple clothes, and their family coats of arms were not often seen, so they stopped the team of Arold and the others.

"We were invited to the banquet by Sir Able." Arold explained to the court attendant.

"That's right, hurry up and let us in." Yves squeezed forward impatiently, and his large size made the court attendants involuntarily retreat in fright.

"Bell~~~." Two guards armed with long-handled broad-bladed axes, believing that Yves were going to disadvantage the court attendants, stepped forward and staggered in front of Yves with long-handled broad-bladed axes.

"Wait for Yves." Arrod was afraid of angering the palace attendants and hurriedly grabbed Yifu, and his party was driven away without even touching the door of the banquet, after all, this opportunity is not very rare, if you want to compare it, it seems to be a ** silk invited to a state banquet.

"Get out of the way, Lord Count Lauzitz has arrived." At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves roared from outside the castle, a team wearing the coat of arms of the Count of Lauzitz appeared, and a knight of the Inner House wearing the coat of arms of the Count of Lauzitz shouted loudly, and people dodged to both sides, only to see Count Lauzitz riding triumphantly on a pure white horse, walking towards the castle with flowers, yes, it was indeed a flower branch, he wore a disc-shaped soft hat with three white, gray, and brown ostrich feathers, and a cardigan embroidered with gold and silver, The shoulders were raised high in a circle of colored shoulder pads, and the yellow, blue, and green silks were wrapped diagonally around the body, and Arold felt that this was a strange outfit with wide eyes, but it was how the nobles of the Middle Ages flaunted their wealth.

"Ha, it just so happens that Count Lauzitz will be able to solve this problem." Suddenly, the court attendant clapped his hands and said happily, he originally wanted to drive away the rude Arold and the others, but because Arold said that he was invited by Sir Abel, the eldest son of the Duke, he did not dare to make a decision easily.

"Oops." Arrod couldn't say that he had met this enemy, and Ive and Sir Wendell beside him couldn't help frowning.

"Lord Count Lauzitz." The court attendants hurriedly stopped the count's march and bowed to him.

"What's wrong?" Count Lauzitz's face was slightly unhappy, but he had to suppress his temper and ask slowly because it was a court attendant wearing the coat of arms of the Duke of Mason who stopped him from marching.

"That's right." The court attendants hurriedly told Count Lauzitz what had happened, and asked him what he should do.

"Huh?" Count Lauzitz narrowed his little eyes and looked at Arrod, and when he saw the coat of arms clearly, his eyes suddenly widened and his face turned red, and he shouted loudly, waving his horsewhip incessantly, "Get rid of these crooks, no, arrest them." ”

"What?" Arold was taken aback, but he didn't expect Count Lautz's reaction to be so fierce, and he and his father and brother beside him couldn't help but press their hands on the hilt of the sword at their waists.

"Yes, get them up." The court attendants didn't know what was going on, but Count Lauzitz was a close relative of Duke Mason and the most powerful middle-ranking nobleman, and his words could almost represent the Duke's orders, so with a wave of his hand, the castle guards around him hurriedly grabbed their weapons and surrounded this side.

"Your Excellency, you are mistaken, we were invited to the banquet by Sir Able." Sir Wendell didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so he strongly argued, but at this time, the court attendants had already decided that Sir Wendell and the others were spies who wanted to get away with it, and sneered indifferently.

"Hmph, I'll just say that with my Olier's eyes, how can I never see this kind of coat of arms, eighty percent of the commoners there want to eat and drink, I don't know if I will be hanged if I pretend to be a noble?"

"Damn, we are from the Wendell family, knighted by the old duke." Sir Wendell was furious, he could tolerate misunderstandings, but the slander of his honor was worse than killing him, and he drew his sword with a loud voice.

"Let me slaughter this kid." Yves' face was red, his chest was bulging, and anger was gathering like steam in his body and about to explode.

"Calm down." Arold's brows furrowed, he tried his best to keep calm, but the dog-eyed court attendant in front of him made him unable to bear it, he didn't believe that this damn court attendant didn't know his family's coat of arms, the court attendant who could become a duke must have undergone strict aristocratic training, including the family coat of arms that recognized all nobles, from the Holy Roman Empire royal family to knights and knights, but this is how he humiliated his family in person, It was just to curry favor with the powerful Count Lauzitz.

"What's going on here? Stop it. At this moment, a voice sounded from the gate of the castle, and it was Sir Ebel, the eldest son of the Duke of Mason, who appeared next to him, and the court general, Lord Ralph, happened to see the scene of Arrod and the others being besieged by the guards, so they hurriedly scolded loudly.

"My lord, we caught a group of guys trying to sneak into the banquet." Everyone, except for the Earl of Lautz, hurriedly bowed to the first heir, and the court attendants even ran over to ask Sir Able for credit.

"What?" Sir Able was taken aback, he looked at Arold and the others who were surrounded in the middle, and then at Count Lauzitz, who was on horseback, and immediately understood what had happened, and his heart could not help but be furious.

"Ping~~~." Suddenly, without warning, Sir Able swung his right fist and struck the face of the court attendant in front of him, who lay on the ground with a wail, covered his mouth with his hand, and spat a mouthful of blood mixed with his teeth on the ground.

"Sir Wendell's family is my honored guest, and you dare to stop them from entering, I really don't want to live." Sir Able pointed to the court attendant lying on the ground and scolded loudly, in fact, this was a bit of a reference to Sang scolding Huai, and the brow of Count Lauzitz, who was riding on his horse, could not help but furrow.

"I'm sorry sir, I know that I was stupid, please forgive me." The court attendants quickly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but Sir Able ignored him and walked over to Sir Wendell to lead him into the castle.

When passing by the hapless court attendant, Sir Wendell just ignored it as if he had crossed a pile of shit because of his age, and Eve's temper was not so good-tempered, he walked over and suddenly turned around and showed a fierce look, the frightened court attendant just wanted to stand up and sat on the ground again, looking at the unlucky look of the court attendant, Eve, Ha Da Lu smiled and strode behind his father, and Arold walked in front of this guy with a serious expression, Pointing to the family crest embroidered on his body, he said.

"Someday, you will remember this coat of arms, no, the princes of the whole of Europa will remember this coat of arms."

"Ah, ah, yes, yes." The court attendants looked at Arrod in horror, and the lion that seemed to be roaring in anger could not be forgotten for a long time.