"Lord Viscount likes rules, after you go in, say what you should say, don't say what you shouldn't say, do what you should do, and don't do anything superfluous!" Dressed in neat and clean armor, like a peacock ready to be visited, the Western knight spoke meticulously.

"Yes, Lord West!" Andrew Gretel complimented.

The Western Knight glanced at Andrew strictly, his gaze swept over his frightened and longing eyes, this kind of look was not uncommon for the Western Knight to see, and those who delusionally relied on speculation to gain the favor of the Viscount, this is the kind of look!

Hehe, but they don't know that only strength is the root of everything! The Western Knight sneered inwardly.

His gaze continued to move down on Andrew, falling on Andrew's old clothes, and his brow couldn't help but furrow.

In all fairness, Gretel's family is also a wealthy family in the small village of Nisse, and Andrew's clothes are much better than those worn by ordinary villagers, many of whom have holes in their clothes and are reluctant to throw them away!

Because if you throw it away, you won't have any clothes to wear!

And Andrew's clothes are old, but at least there is not a single hole!

However, even then, it could not enter the eyes of the Western Knight.

Knight West was a man of high standards, both for himself and for other civilians, not of course anyone like Viscount Grimn.

But in any case, Andrew does not belong to that exception.

So the face of the West Knight became more and more ugly.

Andrew became more and more cautious, for fear that his inadvertent action would become the fuse of the volcanic eruption!

I don't know how many people have come, but in short, Andrew is living like a year, and a cold sweat as thin as a cow's hair broke out on his back.

Only then did I hear the voice of the Western Knight who was extremely dissatisfied, "Go in!" ”

Andrew was relieved and shrunk into the Swan Hall at NewWill Castle.

The place where Viscount Greine feasted.

Finger-lit rosin candles, a silver-white fireplace, thick gilded boards, and a carpet of Trisian goats embroidered with black swans on the floor.

Where has Andrew ever seen something so luxurious?

The best building he'd ever seen in his life was Patras's Daddy Chull's Tavern!

How can Papa Chur's Tavern compare to Viscount Gryen's mansion?

The same thing overwhelmed him and impacted his barren insight.

Andrew was momentarily stunned.

He looked up blankly, and was greeted by a long, rectangular dining table.

At the center of the table, a middle-aged man in a white gold-silk robe with an elegant beard on his mouth was concentrating on the bloody meat chops on the silver plate in front of him with a silver dinner knife.

This person is none other than the owner of the castle of Newwill, the ruler of the city of Patras, the Viscount of Grien.

To the right of Viscount Green, stood a strict and capable butler, with a slightly bald crown on his head, his little hair neatly combed, like an army waiting to be examined, his body standing straight, like a high-spirited tree, his eyes not squinting, one hand raised, and a white napkin hung on it, ready to serve his master!

Bill! The name flashed through Andrew's mind.

He had heard from the boorish townspeople in Daddy Chull's tavern that he was Viscount Grien's butler, his right-hand man, and that their relationship was like that of Baron de Dicass and Old John.

Steward Bill assists Viscount Grion in managing his realm in good order, and Viscount Grion reciprocates the trust!

Andrew couldn't help but glance at Butler Bill a few more times.

In the face of Andrew's impolite gaze, Bill's butler's face still didn't change at all, like a statue.

On the contrary, the Western knight, who walked next to Viscount Grien, had a look of dissatisfaction on his face, and a cold snort came out of his nose.

Andrew suddenly softened when he heard this, and the thought of remorse flashed in his heart, why did he listen to Adams in the first place?

Just then, Viscount Greon also looked over.

Andrew and Viscount Greon looked at each other, and the appearance of not being angry and arrogant made Andrew's heart beat violently, and his body knelt down uncontrollably.

Andrew's dirty clothes made a bang when they touched the gilded floor, and Viscount Greon and Butler Bill, who were present, frowned.

The West Knight's face showed even more anger, Andrew was brought in by him, he didn't have any measure, he was disgraced by him.

He raised his feet and wanted to walk up to Andrew and throw out this untouchable who had disgraced him in front of Viscount Grien.

Who knows, Viscount Greon waved his hand slightly, stopping his actions.

The Western Knight had no choice but to stand in place, staring at the trembling Andrew: If you kid embarrass me again, I will make you faceless!

Andrew's body is already weak!

Viscount Greon picked up the napkin from Bill's butler's arm, unhurriedly wiped the corners of his mouth that were not very oily, and then put the wiped napkin on the table, and then said to Andrew, "Are you from the village of Nisse?" ”

Viscount Grien's voice, hoarse and magnetic, sounded very comfortable, and felt very aristocratic!

This was a thought that flashed through Andrew's mind.

"Yes, Lord Viscount, my name is Andrew, Andrew Gretel. The eldest son of old Glitter who delivered the letter! I ......"

The Western Knight interrupted Andrew's chatter mercilessly with a cold snort, making Andrew tremble with fear.

"Whatever the Viscount asks you, you answer! No need for so many mouths! ”

Viscount Greon did not stop his Western knight from speaking, which showed that he was also dissatisfied with Andrew's answer.

After a pause, Viscount Greon asked again, "I heard that your Baron de Ducas intends to stay in the village of Nisse this winter?" ”

"Yes, Lord Viscount!" Andrew stole a glance at the Western Knight, and this time he didn't dare to say more.

Viscount Greon couldn't help but smile when he heard this, even if it was a mocking smile, it had the taste of aristocratic elegance, "This baron of yours is really brave!" ”

"Lord Viscount, maybe he's not brave, but stupid! A stupid person always takes his stupidity for courage, as if he rejected the kindness you handed over! The West Knight pursed his lips slightly, and said.

He is a confidant of Viscount Greine and has a certain right to speak.

"Knight West, speaking ill of a Duchy nobleman behind his back is not what a knight should do." Viscount Greon said words of criticism of the Knight of West, but looking at his appearance, it didn't look like he was criticizing!

"Yes, Lord Viscount, I should reflect on myself!" The Western Knight replied, with no hint of self-reflection on his face.

Butler Bill was unmoved.

Andrew was terrified.

No one in the room could and no one dared to accuse them.

"Alright, let's hear what this gentleman, this Mr. Andrew." Viscount Greon did not forget his business and returned his gaze to Andrew, who had his head down.

"Mr. Andrew, can you tell me more about your Baron de Decas?" Viscount Green's eyes were sincere, and his tone was unmistakable.

"Hmm...... Good...... Absolutely, Lord Viscount, it is my pleasure! Seeing Andrew's tendency to speak at length again, the Western Knight, who was in self-reflection, gave him a warning look.

Andrew's body tightened, and he hurriedly made a long story short, "Baron Dicass has decided to spend the winter in the small village of Nisse, not only that, but he also has to collect forty percent of the land rent, and requires us to spend the winter in the small village of Nisse with him, if we don't stay in the small village of Nisse in winter, Baron Dicasus will take back our fields!" Without the fields, we will have no harvest! ”

"Ridiculous! Even if you don't have a life, even if you have a field, what can you do? Knight West sneered disdainfully.

"Yes, Lord Knight, we think so too! But Baron Dicass didn't think so! Andrew was also quite dissatisfied when he said this, "He seems to have made up his mind to stay in the small village of Nisse, and this time he also sent his most faithful butler, Old John, to Patras City to buy supplies!" ”

Andrew didn't hesitate to leak this information.

Neither Knight West nor Viscount Greine showed a look of surprise on their faces, they should have known the news a long time ago!

Andrew's face changed, and he hurriedly pleaded, "Lord Viscount, please come out to uphold justice and justice, the lives of three hundred people in the small village of Nisse cannot be buried in Baron Dicas's willful behavior!" With your prestige, Baron Decass will certainly not disobey! ”

"Andrew, I have no right to interfere in the territorial affairs of another nobleman, that is a violation of the laws of the principality!" Viscount Grien.

Andrew's face suddenly showed bitterness.

However, Viscount Greon changed his words and added, "However, the common people have the right to buy and sell freely, and the city of Patras also welcomes every guest who comes from afar, and provides them with a safe shelter!" ”

Andrew was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of ecstasy, and couldn't stop thanking Viscount Green, "Thank you, Lord Viscount, thank you, Lord Viscount......"

"Hmmm! In the month of harvest, my knights will take the guardian with them. But before that, Andrew, I need you to report to me about Baron Dicas, can you do that? Viscount Greon looked at Andrew condescendingly.

"Yes, Lord Viscount, I can do it!" Andrew nodded desperately.

"Hmmm! You go back first. Viscount Grimne nodded in satisfaction and sent Andrew away.

After Andrew left, Viscount Greon looked at the place where Andrew was kneeling just now, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he instructed Bill's butler next to him, "Bill, go and shovel the floor in that position and rebuild it!" A taste of pariahs! ”

"Yes, Lord Viscount!" Bill bowed in response.

At this time, the Western Knight also asked strangely, "Lord Viscount, I don't understand, why did you do this?" ”

"It's the rule of the nobility, West!" Viscount Greon has always been tolerant of his confidant, "Not to mention that he is also the son of the Archduke of Odyssey VII!" ”

"It's just that he's just an unappreciated son." West smiled contemptuously, "A dignified duchy baron only has a few retinues, not even a continuance with him!" How much this must be despised by His Royal Highness the Grand Duke! ”

"Regardless of his status in the eyes of His Royal Highness the Grand Duke, he is always the son of His Royal Highness, and he has the blood of the Odyssey family in his body, so we must leave room for it!" "And, don't you think it's funny?" ”

"Interesting? Lord Viscount, I don't understand. ”

"Think about it, West, when the harvest moon comes, and the people of the little village of Nisse will only want to come to my city of Patras, and the whole village will be left with the scene of Baron Dicas, think about it, how interesting it must be!"

There are always fewer and fewer things to be happy about, and Viscount Greine must find a pleasure for himself, a new pleasure outside of women and good food!

Knight West laughed as well, "Lord Viscount, I think it must be an interesting scene, which will guarantee a winter of joy in Patras City!" ”

"Hahaha......" Viscount Greon smirked as well.