Chapter 1023: The Wedding II.
When Dean and Lennie's wedding invitation was delivered to the Marquis of York, the Marquis was throwing his fists shirtless.
It's just that the action of the punch is a little different.
It's not going to be a stand-up punch in the traditional sense.
Instead, swing your fist in a push-up position.
Bang bang bang!
In a series of critical hits, the Marquis of York's body was maintained at an angle by relying entirely on the reaction force.
The ground he hammered was sinking in a visible position.
Eventually, the posture of the Marquess of York became a peculiar handstand.
When the cavity had completely sunk past the soles of the Marques's feet in York, the Marquis stopped, and he rolled over and jumped out of the sunken ground.
"Fill this place, tamp!"
The Marquis of York commanded the attendants.
"Got it, sir!"
The attendant nodded, looking at the Marquis of York with admiration in his eyes.
As a close attendant of the Marquis of York, he knew very well that the hole was filled with real metal, and then filled with iron sand to fill the gaps.
Then, you will find a team of wrestlers, constantly crushing and tamping.
In the end, the silver-level powerhouse can only be considered complete by striking with all his strength and leaving no trace.
The Marquis of York, on the other hand, had to hammer this hole out of a hole equal to his height every day to finish the warm-up.
That's right, it's a warm-up!
Warm up after 10,000 punches!
"Sir!"
Lund, the Marquis of York's chief of guard, the oldest silver knight in the Emerald Kingdom, took advantage of the Marquis of York's training. I handed over the wedding invitation.
"Zelgang and the little Nizi of the Javier family?"
The Marquis of York was stunned.
Immediately, the expression on his face became complicated.
The Marquess of York was a stubborn man. Anyone who knows the Marquess of York. None will deny this.
But in the same way, the Marquess of York was a man of grievances.
He doesn't have a crush on Dean.
Because of positions, camps, beliefs, and so on.
However, he owes Dean more than one favor.
Starting with his second son, and ending with the protection of the entire Emerald Kingdom.
Therefore, the Marquis of York thought that he should pay off these favors.
"Lund, you and Tamen will go to this wedding instead of me, and bring my notes as a congratulatory gift!"
The Marquis of York said.
"Sir, you?"
Lund was taken aback.
The notes of the Marquis of York can naturally only be the notes of cultivation, and the stubborn Marquis will not write some mood diaries like a noble lady.
A person's cultivation notes are undoubtedly precious.
Especially the Marquis of York, a gold-level powerhouse whose statement is far and wide, will make people flock to it.
Not to mention. The level that the Marquess of York really reached was far from gold.
Coupled with that peculiar, completely different understanding of the other 'paths' of Goldenz, the true value of the notes of the Marquess of York is completely immeasurable.
That's why the old captain of the guard was so surprised.
"Zelgang has become a god, my notes are far less useful, and when I light the divine fire, I will write another note to him!"
The Marquis of York said frankly.
After the words fell, the Marquis walked to the side, and his real cultivation began.
The old captain of the guard stood there and smiled bitterly.
As the man who followed the Marquess of York for the longest time. The old captain of the guard knew very well that the Marquis of York had decided the matter. Then there is no room for change.
"It's a ......"
I don't know how many times, but the old captain sighed again.
In fact, such a sigh, the old guard chief has to sigh countless times in a year.
Each time it was related to the Marquess of York.
However, the old captain of the guard did not stay long, and he walked briskly towards the guard of York.
Tower Gate returning from the battlefield. York is on duty today.
Just like any other soldier.
And this is also the family style of the York family.
If someone else's son is my soldier, then my son must be the same as someone else's son.
Under the idea of the Marquis of York, the Tower Gate. York naturally will not disobey, and even enjoy it, this young man called 'Little York' is definitely a person born for the military.
As for the other one?
Delen. The affairs of York, although it has not become a taboo in Yorktown, are rarely talked about.
Including tower gates. York.
Although, he misses his brother very much.
After all, he obeyed his father's orders.
"What else do we need to prepare?"
Tower Gate. York consulted with the old chief of the guard.
Personal strength, tower gate. York is already a silver high stage, a thirty-year-old silver high stage, in the Emerald Kingdom, it is definitely an excellent talent, coupled with the characteristics of the York family's secret [Troll Power], the more the strength increases, once the real sense of the [Troll Power] is completed, Tamen. York's move to the gold level is a sure thing.
And the leader of the battle, the tower gate. York is even more adept, having proven himself more than once against Sitty's army this time.
But for attending banquets, to deal with other nobles?
That was originally Delen. York deals with things.
Tower Gate. York was not involved at all.
Now Delen. York 'disappeared', Towermen. Naturally, York let the old captain of the guard call the shots.
"There are some other gifts that need to be prepared, Lord Zelgang is the Guardian of the Northlands, as a martial hero, you can choose a weapon and a set of armor as gifts!"
The old captain of the guard pointed to the marquis's heir.
"Oh, and when are we leaving?"
Tower Gate. York asked.
"There must be someone in the Emerald City who has received an invitation, and we will join the team to join it, neither standing out nor falling behind!"
The old chief of the guard arranged it very safely.
"Just listen to you!"
Tower Gate. York nodded, and then, continued his duty.
As for picking a gift?
Handle personal matters while on duty. It's already a last resort. If you leave without permission. A violent beating by the Marquis of John was indispensable.
And looking at the tower gate. York's meticulous appearance, the old captain of the guard couldn't help but smile.
Then, inexplicably, the old captain of the guard thought of another.
Then the old guard sighed.
β¦β¦
"Dean, that guy really wants to get married?!"
Erin. Feng, the chief guard of the Grand Duke of Jade looked at the two invitations on the table, and couldn't help frowning, she first looked at her friend, and then at the young lady of Baron Tyre's family.
The former has a bland face. I can't see anything.
The latter had a sad face, and only sobbed quietly.
Because, one of these two invitations was for her teacher, and the other was for the chief of the Grand Duke's guard, she was not invited at all.
This was undoubtedly a blow to the young lady of the Baron's family, who was tirelessly hoping to catch up with Dean's footsteps.
"What is the fuss about something that has been expected for a long time!"
After glancing at his friend, the Grand Duke Swordsman said slowly, and then her eyes looked at her disciple. said: "Dean is not a heartless person, he didn't give you an invitation. It must have been because your invitation was sent to Baron Tyre! β
The young lady of Baron Tyre's family was stunned.
Then the baroness stood up at once and ran towards the back hall.
There's a teleportation array and a falcon.
"Are you alright?"
The Grand Duke's guard glanced at the young lady of the Baron's family who had run away, and then looked at his friend again.
There was a deep inquiry in those clear eyes.
"Do you think it's normal for me to cry out loud?"
The Grand Duke Swordsman gently pulled the silver hair in his ear, and looked at his friend angrily.
"No, no! Of course not, it's just that Dean's guy is so hateful, he knows you're ......"
"I told you so! It's not Dean's fault, it's just that we met too lateβone step late, one step later! β
The Grand Duke Sword Master interrupted his friend's words with a wave of his hand.
"So what do we do?"
The Grand Duke's guard asked, looking at the invitation on the table.
"Go! Of course you have to go! I never thought of giving up, and I was not afraid - because I understood my mind and I would follow it! β
The Grand Duke Swordsman chuckled and picked up the two invitations, and said loudly.
β¦β¦
Bang!
A fine vase, which was Count Javier's favourite, was smashed to the ground and shattered.
"Bastard! Bastard! β
Count Javier cursed incessantly.
And the person he cursed was naturally the one who only sent him an invitation to his second son, but ignored his Dean and his own daughter.
"Father, we can't just leave it at that!"
Perry. Javier, Lennie's eldest brother, said with the same rage.
He didn't have the slightest affection for Dean.
Every time I think about it, my leg hurts - it was interrupted by Dean's subordinates, and although it is better now, it still hurts whenever I think of Dean.
"What are you going to do?"
Count Javier tempered his anger and looked at his eldest son coldly.
"I'll unite some nobles, go to his wedding and make a big fuss, make him lose face, and then ......"
Perry. Javier said immediately.
The more he talked, the more relieved he became, and Perry even danced with his eyebrows, so he didn't see his father's more and more cold appearance at all.
Syllable!
A crisp slap rang out.
Perry covered his face and looked at his father in disbelief.
"Then, it's time for us to die out of the Javier family! You don't see the situation clearly. Willing. Zelgang is no longer the original opponent, the patriarch of the Frost Family, the name of the Guardian of the Northlands, and his strong personal strength have already made him stand at the peak of Jade! And what about the Havel family? Except for the post of a military undersecretary, there is nothing! In such a situation, do you still want to go to the other party's wedding to make a fuss? And, did you take into account your sister's feelings? β
"Go, go back to your room and reflect!"
Count Javier said angrily.
Perry wanted to refute, but looking at his father's appearance, he didn't say anything in the end.
"Go, call me Ciri!"
Count Javier looked at the back of his eldest son, full of disappointment, and then he said to the waiter.
At this time, Count Javier was very glad that he had two sons.
Moreover, the relationship between this son and daughter is very good.
PS First Update~ (To be continued.) )