Chapter 33: The Meeting

After a series of efforts, Gawain finally stepped into the Silver Castle in the most high-profile way.

The poor don't have time to pay attention to this place, the commoners don't have the heart to pay attention to this place, and the small merchants and townspeople only pay attention to this place after dinner, but the nobles, almost every nobleman who learns the news, have been watching the progress of this matter from the beginning.

But the towering, silver-leafed walls of the castle stood tall and cut off most of the sight, and the nobles of the middle and lower ranks were not allowed to enter the castle, and their channels of information from the higher echelons were blocked by the king's order from the early hours of the morning, and they could only watch the grand procession enter the castle and then discuss the news that had long been made public and was not considered secret.

Victoria Wild, Grand Duchess of the North, had arrived at Silver Castle three days earlier.

Archduke of the West, Berdwin Franklin, and Archduke Silas Loren of the East, had arrived at Silver Castle an hour earlier.

Several advisors and the king's prime minister also entered the castle.

The doors were closed, and no one knew what was going on inside.

Is it a banquet? A secret conversation? A dispute? Or even a murder?

Countless pairs of eyes staring at the castle were turning, noses twitching nervously under the eyes, searching for the smell of conspiracy or opportunity, while the mouths under the noses opened and closed, creating all sorts of new ideas and rumors—and the listeners were wise not to take the news as true, because no one knew what a resuscitator from seven hundred years ago would talk to a modern king until the castle gates were reopened.

Francis II did not hold any annoying feasts, nor did he "summon" Gawain to the court, but chose to hold the meeting in the "Oak Hall" next to the council chamber, which Gawain requested.

Oak Hall is an ancient place, dating back 700 years to when the foundation stone of the Silver Castle was laid – it wasn't what it is today with silver leaf, just because Charles I couldn't think of a better name.

One of the most prestigious rooms in the castle, which has been renovated and rebuilt countless times, the Oak Hall was magically cast by a powerful court druid about four hundred years ago to ensure that the wood of its main body would remain alive (in fact, the magic was recharged every hundred years).

Although the oak hall is only one-third the size of the main chamber, it is the most remarkable part of the castle because of its small and old size, where only nobles above the earl level can appear, and only those matters that can affect the fate of the kingdom are discussed in secret.

A round oak table was placed in the center of the hall, and the king sat in the position of the "crown" in the astrological chart, and on his right hand sat his former Prime Minister Aiden, a middle-aged man with thinning hair and deep eyes, and on his left sat the contemporary Duke of the North, Victoria Wild, and to the left and right, the Duke of the West, Berdrin Franklin, and the Duke of the East, Silas Loren, respectively, and several representatives of the nobility who did not bother to remember the names of Gawain sat at the table. The royal advisors sat in another row of chairs behind the king.

Gawain was the only one by his side, Rebecca.

Amber and the Byron knights were certainly not qualified to be involved, so Gawain simply left them in the mansion at 4 Crown Street—he had never thought of bringing Amber to the Silver Castle, and with the dedication of the thief lady, she would have to scrape off all the silver leaf from the outside of the castle.

With the exception of the former Prime Minister and the general advisory group, everyone at the scene was a descendant of the pioneers of the founding of the Ansu Kingdom (including Gawain himself), and the meeting was endowed with extraordinary significance from the very beginning.

As a founding ancestor, Gawain didn't need to salute anyone in the room, so he sat down in his place with a big grin, while Rebecca next to him was obviously a little nervous, and the little girl clenched her fists vigorously and took several deep breaths before she sat down safely - forgetting that it was actually necessary for her to salute the king.

But in this case, no one will pursue her - this is the domineering of bringing parents to the meeting.

The moment Gao Wen, who was dressed in a duke's dress and carrying a pioneer sword at his waist, walked into the room, everyone cast their eyes until the living fossil sat down on the chair, and those eyes did not converge much, which is really a bit inconsistent with the etiquette of the aristocracy, but it is difficult to control: a figure from seven hundred years ago just jumped out of the coffin and walked in front of him, who can't look twice?

While looking at it twice, many people are still thinking about the authenticity of Gawain himself – or rather, the attitude of Francis II.

At this moment, the old king on the other side of the table stood up, his hair was gray, and he looked old, but he still had a good momentum and spirit against the backdrop of his magnificent clothes, and he led the three dukes to their feet, and also led the other attendees.

Gawain looked at him and listened to him speak solemnly: "The gods protect Ansu, seven hundred years later, we have the honor to be able to see the heroes of the pioneering year with our own eyes, thank you and your generation for the sacrifice and dedication to the continuation of mankind, this land and everyone on the land will not forget the great pioneers." As a descendant of the Moen family, and with the sons of the pioneers, I would like to pay tribute to our ancient heroes. ”

The king bent down, and every descendant of the Pioneers (including the three dukes) made the same move.

Now, the king has said that the resurrection of Gawain Cecil can be true.

As for whether there is a problem with a king bowing to a duke, in fact, there is no problem at all, after all, Gao Wen, who has been dead for seven hundred years, is not only a duke here at this moment, he is also a symbol. Everyone present has to bow several times to the statues of Gawain Cecil and a large group of pioneer ancestors every year when they sweep the tombs, and now there is a one-to-one restoration of a real person standing here, is there a problem with bowing?

But Gawain always felt that something was wrong, and after a second he reacted, his face was strange: "The last time so many people bowed to me together, I was lying in a coffin......"

Everyone: "......"

The atmosphere was very awkward for a while.

But fortunately, everyone here had also experienced strong winds and waves (although it was indeed the first time they had seen this type of wind and waves in front of them), and they quickly reacted and straightened up calmly, while the king smiled: "Ordinary juniors also salute when they meet their elders." ”

Gawain laughed, although he was several rounds younger than that Francis II in appearance, his tone was like that of an elder: "Although the age difference is a bit much, your expression when making excuses is exactly the same as Charlie back then." ”

Gawain Cecil also stated that the Moen blood in Francis II can also be true.

After speaking, Gawain and the old king looked at each other and smiled, and it could be seen that the latter was particularly relieved, and even a little fluttering.

Everyone on the scene is smart (except maybe a very iron-headed unscrupulous descendant?). He was very good at analyzing the personality curves of the eighteenth generation of the other party's ancestors from one of other people's farts, so a simple conversation between Gawain and Francis II was enough for them to understand the tone of the meeting, and they could also deduce in passing that the king and the ancient archduke should have reached some degree of consensus.

The lady sitting on the king's left seemed to frown slightly, but at first glance there seemed to be no change in expression, but as the only female archduke among the three dukes, her very presence made Gawain look at it a few more times.

It was a woman in her thirties, as mature and beautiful as Hetty, but much more cold and indifferent than Hetty, she was wearing a long white dress, a silver fox shawl draped over her shoulders, and the same white silk gloves and a silver curly hair, which made her whole person feel as if she was wrapped in ice and snow, this ice queen-like beauty is so striking in the oak hall, which fully shows one thing - white is indeed highly reflective.

The entire left half of Francis II's body is brighter than the right half......

That is the contemporary Grand Duke of the North, Victoria Wild, Gawain mentally corresponds to the information of the temporary evil supplement with the real person in front of him, and at the same time recalls the establishment of the Second Dynasty: it was the Wild family of the North who raised an illegitimate child to power in the first place.

But it now seems that the descendants of the illegitimate son are now less controlled by the Wilders.

Noticing the gaze from the opposite side, the "Ice and Snow Lady" nodded with a wooden face, probably greeting, Gao Wen waved his hand when he saw this: "Like your ancestor, he is a facial paralysis, I told Wilde back then, let him marry a lively southern girl, and somewhat neutralize his face, but he didn't listen, and now he will harm his descendants......"

The Archduchess of the North's face trembled slightly, and then Gawain looked at the Grand Duke of the West and the Grand Duke of the East, and chatted a few words about their ancestors according to the corresponding information in his memory, and finally looked at the vacant seat between the Prime Minister and the Grand Duke of the North - there were no chairs there.

That was originally the location of the Cecil family, but since a hundred years ago, that chair has been removed, and since then, there are three dukes left in the four realms, and there are no more grand dukes in the southern border of Ansun, and the nobles at all levels directly under the royal family have become the ruling group in the south, while the Cecil family has been squeezed into the most remote corners.

Noticing where Gawain's gaze fell, everyone, including Francis II, couldn't help but hold their breath, and the atmosphere seemed to tense for a moment, and moved from the cordial and friendly stage of homely to the main part of the meeting, that is, the stage of slapping the table on the street.

But Gawain only glanced at it, and then with a relaxed, even disdainful smile on his face, he looked at the king across the table: "Let's get down to business—my descendant, Rebecca Cecil, will tell you about the disaster that struck the south of the kingdom. That's the real trouble, guys. ”