Earl's Court, Council Hall.

Matthew, McQueen, and Caesar stood on either side of the hall, while Belia crossed two steps and stood beside the two seats at the head of the hall, which belonged only to the Earl and the Countess, and she clearly remembered that her parents liked to hold her the most.

The hall was not only the old earl's four sons and daughters, but also a recorder, who stood at the foot of the steps, and was responsible for recording the words and deeds of the count and his ministers on important occasions.

In addition, the butler of the Earl's Mansion also stood near the steps, and he was responsible for conveying the Count's orders.

Finally, there were two servants, standing outside the door of the council hall.

Everyone waited for a long time, and the cup of Savoy tea on the table, which was specially prepared for the old count, was changed three times, but the old count still did not show up.

No one felt impatient, or more accurately, no one dared to write impatience on their faces, even Belia quieted down, only occasionally curling her beautiful hair on her fingers, showing some of the naughtiness that a 7-year-old should have.

Finally, when the fifth cup of steaming camellia was served, the old count appeared. This gray-haired, spirited, and physically tough old man was the Count of Titus, the supreme ruler of the country of Savoy.

And the woman who was half a position behind him was, of course, the countess, and the most noble woman in the country of Savoy.

Count Titus smiled in surprise when he saw Belea. Although he had already known the news of Belea's safe return in advance, he was still overjoyed when he actually saw this beautiful little princess.

"Come here, my little princess."

The old count took Belia in his arms, then kissed her forehead lightly, and pushed her daughter towards the countess.

When the old earl hugged Belea, Belia clearly felt that the old earl's body was trembling, although the amplitude was too small to see clearly with his eyes, but when he hugged himself, Belia still noticed this.

Father, are you sick?

She wanted to ask her father that, but when the words came to her lips, she still didn't say it. Now she already knows some common sense in the adult world, and it is very likely that an unintentional sentence is enough to make people have bad thoughts.

"My daughter, tell me, what have you been through these days?"

Belia nodded, and then went through her experience in the Forest of Turin. Of course, as she had agreed with Godoth, she did not reveal the slightest hint about Godoth and the Moon, but replaced the hero of the story with Don Quixote.

"You mean, Matthew... That guide of yours went missing, and then you were attacked by monsters and goblins, and it was the knight named Don Quixote who saved you? ”

Belia nodded and said, "That's right. ”

A trace of anger flashed in the old earl's eyes, and then he asked the butler in a cold voice, "What about Matthew?" Tie him up for me! ”

Upon hearing this, Caesar glanced at Matthew, who seemed to notice Caesar's gaze as well.

The moment they made eye contact, they each shrank back. No one knows what they're thinking.

The butler bowed his head respectfully, and then ordered the servants to carry out the old earl's will. But soon the servant returned, and reported: "Report to the Earl, Matthew, who had swallowed the poison he had put in his mouth, and had committed suicide. ”

With that, he retreated to the door again.

Hearing the news of his death, Caesar's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

Although he has no evidence, it is certain that there is no one else behind the scenes.

It can only be his dear brother.

Matthew is dead.

He realized he had missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a golden opportunity to take his opponent down.

He looked at Matthew again, but Matthew had a serious expression and no joy.

Seeing Matthew's expression, Caesar's face showed another imperceptible smile. Indeed, although he lost a chance, his opponent also lost a pawn. The cost of cultivating this chess piece is not low, and without this chess piece, it will be difficult for him to assassinate Belia without leaving a trace.

As long as Beliya is okay, then he can let go of his hands and feet and fight to the death in this brutal political struggle.

After listening to the servant's report, the old earl only felt that the scene in front of him shook for a while, and the sharp pain continued to hit his brain. He closed his eyes, rested for a while, and said:

"Send the corpse of this crook to the gallows, and hang his head off for me!"

The old earl gave the order, and one of the servants galloped away.

The old earl took a deep breath, suppressed the severe headache, and asked calmly, "What do you think?" ”

McGinn walked out and said, "Obviously, Matthew committed suicide in fear of sin, but I think he is more like a pawn, and the person who manipulates this pawn is still hidden behind the scenes." But most importantly, the most important thing is..."

"Say."

McQueen said: "Although the other party is here for the little princess, everything he does is just foreshadowing. The real purpose is to blame Caesar for killing the princess, so as to achieve... The ultimate goal of getting rid of him. ”

Matthew also walked out and said without any signs of acting: "I agree with McQueen. But now that Matthew is dead, I think we can look at his family first, and then follow his family to dig out clues and find out who is behind the scenes. ”

The old earl nodded and said, "Hehe, it is worthy of being the pillar of my Titus family." Steward, pass on my orders and hunt down Matthew's family! ”

The steward commanded.

The old earl turned his gaze to the little princess Belia again, and asked gently, "Don Quixote... He saved you, right? ”

Belia nodded and said, "Yes, he killed a dozen horned wolves by himself, and there are countless human-like monsters with green skin. ”

The old earl showed a smile on his face and said, "Call him in." ”

After hearing the order conveyed by the servant, Don Quixote entered the council chamber. He bowed slightly, holding the Earl's sword in both hands, and said, "Lord Earl, this is Don Quixote, the Honored Knight, and it's time for this sword to be returned to its original place..."

The old earl looked at the man in front of him, who was as old as him, as if he had found a little of his own shadow in him.

Back then, he was like him, wielding a big sword, conquering the territory, expanding the territory for the family, achieving the position of an earl, and casting a country.

He interrupted him with a smile and a wave of his hand, "Don Quixote, now this sword belongs to you." ”

Don Quixote withdrew his sword and bowed in thanksgiving.

The old earl looked at Don Quixote, who was standing quietly in the audience, and was moved by his love for talent, and ordered the butler: "Take my full suit of armor." ”

The butler respectfully asked, "Earl, may I ask, which one is it?" ”

"The heaviest one."

The corners of the butler's mouth twitched twice, and then he turned to leave.

Soon, the butler went and returned, and behind him, two stout men. They were carrying an armored rack and looked a little struggling. On top of the armor stand was a well-maintained set of Maximilian-full-body heavy armor, along with a majestic dragon-wing visor.

This is a sturdy, ornate and comfortable full-body armor, a mixture of Milanese armor and Gothic armor, helmet, cuirass, abdominal armor, leg armor, arm armor, wrist armor, shoulder armor, iron boots, blood cloak, each component is carefully crafted, and it is also plated with a layer of black gold, which is extremely luxurious.

Indeed, it is majestic, but equally, it is also so heavy that only a mighty warrior can harness it.

"This is a set of armor I built when I was young, and it was released on the same day as the great sword in your hand, called [Earl Heavy Armor], which can form [Earl's Armament] together with the Earl's greatsword. Hehe, it's a pity that I'm too old to gallop around the field with it, otherwise I would have to find out the clutter behind the scenes! ”

He calmed his anger for a moment and continued: "Don Quixote, I remember you, I personally conferred on you the title of knightly of the Honored, why are you not in your domain? ”

Don Quixote bowed slightly and said, "Lord Count, I'm sorry to disappoint you, I don't have the talent to run the territory, only battle is my destination, so I entered the Forest of Turin to hone my sword skills." ”

"Fighting is where you be? Well said, well said! The old count laughed heroically, and then coughed violently a few times, and when his breath was calm, he pointed to the Maximilian safety armor, and said:

"Don Quixote, my brave knight, now, put on this armor, and then dance a set of basic swordsmanship, if you can successfully make this set of moves, then this armor belongs to you!"

Don Quixote's eyes suddenly burst into a scorching light, as if a fire was burning in his eyes! He walked over to the armor frame, stroked the black and gold relief in the shape of an eagle in the center of the breastplate, and then took off his robe, revealing a pair of slender and thick arms that were as muscular as beasts!

He put on a dragon-wing mask-covering helmet, and put on a breastplate, shoulder armor, arm armor, wrist armor, abdominal armor, leg armor, iron boots, and a cloak. At this time, he was fully armed with heavy armor, except for his sharp eyes, all of them were covered in gorgeous heavy armor, and not an inch of skin was exposed.

Belia looked at this heroic and majestic knight, and suddenly felt like she was in the last life. It was as if she had gone back to when she was two or three years old and when she first began to remember, when her father often wore this suit of armor and rode his beloved nightmare horse to review his army in Piazza Turin!

Don Quixote held a sword in both hands and danced the basics of swordsmanship. Although this set of swordsmanship only has a few simple movements such as slashing, stabbing, slashing, and hooking, Don Quixote dances, and every movement is extremely powerful, full of bloody momentum and powerful killing power unique to warriors in a hundred battles. When the sword dance entered the final stage, the scarlet cloak floated up with the wind and floated through the air like a blood-colored cloud, and everyone could even hear the sound of the sword blade tearing through the air!

After the dance, Don Quixote put away his sword, knelt down on one knee towards the old count, and said lightly: "Thank you, my beloved Count. ”

The old count looked at the heroic and majestic old man in front of him, his eyes were full of himself, and when he heard the word love, he no longer concealed his admiration, and said: "Worthy of my warrior of Savoy!" Butler, lead my horse! ”

"Which one?"

"Nightmare."

The butler's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and his body trembled even more, but he didn't dare to disobey, but bowed down and said, "Obey." ”

The old count waved his hand at Don Quixote and said, "I'm old, hold me and go to my horse farm!" ”

"Yes."

With Don Quixote's help, the old count came to his vast private stables in the backyard of the Earl's Palace, accompanied by his sons, daughters, and servants.

At this time, with the efforts of ten people, a dark red giant horse in full armor was led over. One moment it was struggling, as if it could knock the grooms in the way to the ground, and the next, when it reached the old earl, it was quiet.

The old earl stepped forward, touched its flexible mane like golden threads, and introduced Don Quixote: "My knight, this is my mount [Nightmare], it is the product of the combination of the steppe red-blooded steed and the nightmare**, and has a strength and violent character comparable to that of an intermediate demonic beast. Hehe, more precisely, it's a magical beast..."

"Now, I give you a chance, and as long as you can conquer it, then you will become its new master. But in the process of taming, you may also be thrown off by it, and it will even attack you like crazy... Your life may be in danger..."

Before the old earl could finish speaking, Don Quixote immediately bowed down and said to him, "There are no cowards under the earl. ”

The old earl laughed loudly, then patted Nightmare on the back, and said, "Old man, let this old man who doesn't know the height of the sky see how powerful you are!" ”

Nightmare blood-red eyes stared at Don Quixote, greedy and cold. It nodded, then opened its mouth, revealing a dense cluster of fangs as sharp as beasts.