"It's nothing compared to me...... Hmph, I like to hear that. ”

He didn't seem to have any doubts about how Freyr had come to this conclusion, and thought that the half-elf man beside him was the truth.

"But, whatever the background of this Baron Torrenster, if he dares to do something offensive to me on my territory, and condones his servants to kill Stewart, then I must do it to him." As soon as the conversation turned, the fat short knight turned back from the window, the teeth in his mouth bit angrily, and his eyes inadvertently revealed a hint of viciousness, "Even if he is from the Doorien family...... Anyway, Frere, I shouldn't have had any surprises with what I gave you to do, right? ”

"All the best, my lord." The blind-eyed, half-elven man smiled and bowed slightly to his lord, "Your soldiers have brought the best ingredients back to the castle, and your chef has cooked the most delicious dishes. At tonight's banquet, there is no doubt that Baron Torrenster will be impressed by your elaborate gifts. ”

"Then let me wait and see, I can't wait to see the amazing looks on the faces of the guests." The Singer man nodded in satisfaction, "It's not too early, as the owner of the castle, I think I need to spend some time preparing for the banquet." ”

As the words fell, he lowered his head, reached out and stroked an azure metal ring on the middle finger of his right hand, and prepared to leave in the direction of the castle corridor with a satisfied smile.

However, two seconds later, the lord of Boniguez was about to pass by Freyr, when he suddenly remembered something and stopped in his tracks.

"What's the matter, my esteemed lord?" The blind, half-elf man noticed Baron Singler stop beside him.

"I almost forgot to ask you one more thing." Even though he knew he couldn't see, Baron Singler turned his gaze sideways into one of his eyes, "I've heard that the thieves of the Brotherhood are just like the Nightborn. Recently, they have all been lurking in my territory...... Did Gascoll's whereabouts be revealed? What does the future you see tell you? ”

"The future tells me that the Brotherhood is no match for the Nightborn, and that the deal between you and Mr. Gascoll will never show any inadequacy." Frerell replied, "All is going well, my lord, you are the chosen one by fate, and fate has led me to you, and this is the most convincing evidence." ”

"That's for the best." Lord Baron smiled coldly.

Of course, you'd better play less tricks on me.

- He stared at Freyr, and although he didn't say it, he secretly warned the other party in his heart.

……

The Baron's castle in Boniguez is indeed very different from the humble houses inhabited by the commoners. The banquet hall of the castle was luxurious in the eyes of the half-elf girl and the three young men, a long dining table was placed in the center of the hall in a vertical direction, a crystal chandelier with a golden ring was hung from the dome of the room above the table, the guards in armor each held a spear and stood motionless on the edge of the hall like statues, and the maids in classic black and white dresses came and went in and out of the corridor and the door of the banquet hall. The table of the long table was soon filled with all sorts of delightful foods, spices and fine wines, and the smell of spices and fine wines in the air was so beautiful that even a countryman who had never seen the world wondered if he was living in a dream.

Under the guidance of the servants, Arroyo, Raymond, Tina, and Locke then took their seats at one end of the long table. Arroyo sat at one end of the long table, and Baron Singler stepped into the spotlight through the side door of the hall. Then he sat down at the other end of the long table, where several guards stood behind and on either side of his seat.

Afterwards, a handsome man with beautiful blonde hair came to the side of the room with a piece of lute and presented a piece of music for the banquet that was a piece of music for the after-show, according to Baron Singer's smiling enthusiasm. Arroyo learns that the blind half-elf named Freyr was originally a wandering bard, and that a few months earlier he had been appreciated by Baron Singer for his brilliant acting skills, and had the privilege of becoming an insignificant courtier at the Baron's side.

In addition, there were many other guests who participated in the banquet.

The men sat on either side of the long table.

It's like a county that includes other viscounties and baronies. There were also many knights' estates under the fiefdom of Boenigs, and the guests who sat on either side of the long table were knights loyal to Baron Singler. Arroyo took a deliberate look at the knights, and noticed that the men had not forgotten to remove their weapons even after Baron Singler had exchanged pleasantries with him and announced the start of the feast. It looked like the lord sitting directly across from him had deliberately shown him a dismount.

Fortunately, however, the young thieves were thick-skinned - on their way from outside the castle to the banquet hall, the noble private soldiers who guided them more than once mentioned that they wanted the young men to disarm, but he refused on the grounds that "the Dourion family always has a sword in their hands".

Therefore, while holding a knife in his right hand to cut a steak on a plate, Raymond's left hand was also under the table and holding the scabbard of the curved sword, and his eyes glanced at the knights on either side of the table from time to time.

Although Baron Singler intended to let his knights "accidentally" cause a little trouble to Arroyo and his party, considering that most of the personal attendants of the Dourien family were extraordinary, he finally decided to skip this process after thinking about it, and let the process of the banquet simply sail directly to the climax of his plan.

So, after the banquet had been spent for a while in the sound of the bard's melodious harp and an eerie low atmosphere, Baron Singler suddenly stopped a series of inconsequential casual greetings with Arroyo, showed a mysterious smile and changed the subject: "Speaking of which, since Sir Torrenster is a member of the Durrion family, he must naturally be a distinguished guest from the northern part of the kingdom?" ”

Hearing the words of Baron Singer, Arroyo immediately put down a goblet swaying with a fuchsia liquid in his hand, raised his head and looked at each other from a distance the length of the entire long table.

He hadn't organized a line in his head for a short time.

However, this seemed to Baron Singer to have acquiesced, so the short and stocky middle-aged sir then put down the knife and fork in his hand, took a napkin from the servant beside him, wiped his mouth, and then continued to look at the "Baron Torrenst" he knew with a smile and said: "Bunigs is but a poor country compared to the rich Golantian Plain, and these simple southern foods do not seem to your liking in your appearance, in this case, as the host of this feast, I think it's my duty to apologize to you for my inconsiderate thinking, and then to make up for it with a little surprise that might surprise you. (To be continued.) )