Surprise?

Hearing Baron Singler say that he wanted to give himself a dazzling surprise, Arroyo's face was stunned, and he couldn't see what the hell this noble lord who was definitely not simple-minded was doing.

When the young thief looked at Baron Singler in a daze, Raymond, Tina, and Locke also put down their knives and forks one after another. To be honest, even the innocent and pure half-fairy little girl Tina, the four members of the thief youth line did not pay too much attention to eating, after all, although the dishes in this banquet were sumptuous, the fool could see that none of the people present really thought that this banquet was just for everyone to get together for a meal.

Baron Singler clapped his hands as Arroyo looked puzzled, and the three servants from the castle then pushed a dining cart through the side door of the hall.

The bard, Frel, closed his eyes as if to hear the footsteps and the words of the crowd, then smiled and lowered his plucked fingers, put away the lute, and retreated to the side of the hall.

The sound of the piano in the banquet hall stopped abruptly. The three servants pushed the cart to the end of the long table in the center of the room, and two of them skilfully removed the dishes in front of Arroyo, and then the other brought a large plate with a dome lid on the table. After doing this trivial thing, the servants bowed slightly to Arroyo, and then bowed respectfully.

Baron Singler then rose from his seat, politely folded his fingers, and spread his right palm to Arroyo, a gesture that seemed to mean "please."

Arroyo lowered his gaze to the large dome plate in front of him. The young thief estimated that the area of the plate was the size of a basin, and although the contents of the plate were covered by a metal dome cover, he estimated that Baron Sinkel would probably not give him anything good, because even if he was a member of the House of Dourien, a small baron would not be noble enough to make the barony lord of Boniguez shameless.

In addition, as his "servant", Raymond also killed the captain of the security cavalry named Stewart, who is the cousin of Baron Singlelle, when he attacked the security cavalry he met yesterday - if the baron did not hold a grudge against his group even so. Then he wondered if the other party had ulterior motives in this incident.

All in all, the young thief pretending to be the so-called Baron Torrenster hesitated, then turned his gaze sideways and gave Locke a look, motioning for the self-proclaimed scholar next to him to lift the lid.

Locke got up at once when Arroyo signaled, and reached for the dome lid on the large plate on the dining table. The young man who followed Arroyo knew that he was now a "noble" entourage, so he had been careful to behave in a civilized and proper manner from the time he followed the young thief into the castle until this moment.

However, a second after the dome lid was lifted from the large plate by his hand, Locke felt his body almost freeze in place, unable to move.

A chill crept up his back like a snake. At the same time, the two snow-blue eyes in Tina's eyes glanced curiously at the contents of the plate, and immediately screamed in fright. Hurriedly raised his two little hands in fear, covered his small mouth, and turned his head to the side.

The frightened cries of the half-elf girl reached the ears of Arroyo and Raymond at the same time. Eyes fell on the plate, and although the two young men had completely different personalities, their faces invariably changed in the direction of surprise at this time.

The surprise was followed by anger from the bottom of my heart.

Because on the plate where Locke lifted the lid of the dome, there were several human heads that had been roasted at high temperatures.

"What does this mean, Sir Singer?" Arroyo pursed her lips to resist a burst of retching from the depths of her throat, deliberately restraining the anger in her heart, and then raised her head to look directly at the fat knight standing in front of the other end of the long table with eyes that seemed to be burning with flames.

"I told you, friend. This is a little surprise I dedicate to you. Admiring the look on the face of the thief young man who was obviously angry but didn't dare to vent it directly, Baron Singler still had a smile on his face, "As you witnessed yesterday with the security cavalry under my command, some commoners always like to do stupid things that are clearly committed under the noses of our nobles. ”

"So?" The young thief stared at him. Take a deep breath.

"I punished them for you and gave them to you like this." The baron sticks out of his mouth and licks. Licking the tip of his lips and his tongue accidentally revealed the pleasure in his heart, "You see, the heads of untouchables are not very beautiful. But the flesh on their heads, roasted by the flames and the incubation of spices, gave off such a delicious smell of flesh - oh yes, I remember that the little head was a child. I've tasted the part below his neck before you, and it's as tender as freshly baked suckling pork, and it's easy to revel in that wonderful feeling just by thinking about it, hehehe......"

As he spoke, Baron Singler chuckled softly in front of everyone.

Arroyo stared at the guy in disbelief. Before he met the lord of Boenigs, he could not imagine that a man who had also grown up crawling out of his mother's womb could be so mad, and for a moment he suddenly felt that Raymond's description of the vigilante yesterday was simply impeccable.

These beasts, who are high-sounding and domineering just because they are clothed in a layer of human skin, do not deserve to be called human at all!

The thief young man pressed his hands on the table of the long table, although he longed to stab a knife on the fat face of Baron Singler who seemed to be proud, but he knew that there were still more than a dozen guards in armor and spears standing in the hall of this castle, and on both sides of the long table were still sitting knights under Baron Singel, so he did not dare to turn his face directly to the other party on the spot.

However, compared to Arroyo's sanity, Raymond couldn't care so much.

The future Sword Saint stared at all this, his eyes widened and he gritted his teeth, and suddenly he could no longer hold back the anger in his chest, and suddenly stood up from his seat.

For a moment, everyone's attention in the hall was drawn to the young swordsman - but the knights sitting on either side of the long table did not expect that Raymond would raise his foot and step on the table without warning, and then pull out the curved sword from the Far East to the coast of St. Fern Sea from the scabbard at his waist, and rush murderously along the long table towards the lord to whom they were loyal. (To be continued.) )