Defoe was less than forty years old.

For commoners, this age is already close to old age, but for a big nobleman like them, this is their prime of life, and they are very energetic.

Defoe, in particular, was a knight.

Although he was limited to talent and his status as the city lord caused him to not be able to devote much energy to the training of knights, he was also a silver knight now, and he looked much more energetic than ordinary people of the same age, but now the city lord of Douala, who was always energetic and enthusiastic, was sitting still in front of his desk with a gloomy face at the moment.

The dim setting sun shone in through the window behind him, and sprinkled him all over, but his face was hidden in shadows, and it was pitch black against the light, and nothing could be seen clearly, except for the two stars in his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the study, and with Defoe's muffled "Please come in", the door of the study opened, and an old man dressed neatly dressed and already with the appearance of a white-haired butler pushed open the door and entered, stood still, bowed slightly gracefully, and then said softly, "Dinner is ready, Lord Marquis." ”

Defoe, whose face was in the dark, stared at the old butler who had watched him grow up and was silent for a moment before asking, "Is the wine ready?"

The old butler nodded slightly, "It's ready, according to your orders, it's all produced in 1832 Rockefeller." ”

Defoe asked, "What about the people?"

The old butler replied with a calm expression, "Lord Cleveland is seated, and the other adults are already present, and the three adults, Girald, Hayziz, and Ingmar, have arranged for them to dine in a nearby room according to your orders, accompanied by Lord Aubrey's personal knight. ”

Defoe listened silently, and everything was well arranged—the old butler, who had always been at ease, had always been at ease, and that was why he had entrusted such a matter to him.

After listening to the old butler, Defoe asked again, "What about Aubrey?"

The old butler said, "According to your orders, Lord Aubrey's family set out for the Xulao Manor, and are now out of the city. ”

Defoe just listened quietly.

But Defoe's character is cautious, so he finally found an excuse to send Aubrey to the Xulao Manor, anyway, there is no loss, so let the Aubrey family travel to relax, after all, the rumors in the castle have not only disturbed Defoe, but also Aubrey has been greatly affected.

Defoe sat there quietly, not knowing what he was thinking, before he finally spoke, "Good." Then he got up from the back of the study and went downstairs with the old butler.

The main dining room of the castle is on the first floor, and like many big nobles, it has a lot of space, there are several dining tables, and the middle one is the longest, so it is no problem to accommodate dozens of people at the same time.

When Defoe arrived, there were already many people seated at the table, and the first one in the row to the right of the main seat was a purple-eyed man, who was the main target of Defoe's dinner, the Cleveland Knights.

Except for Cleveland, all of the people present were muscular people, one with thicker arms than the other, and most of them had arms thicker than the little girl's thighs, and only Cleveland was the most delicate.

In fact, Cleveland's figure is not thin, it is a healthy normal human body, but it looks delicate among these knights who specialize in physical cultivation, but none of these knights present dare to show him a provocative look, on the contrary, when these knights occasionally look here and see this gentleman sitting quietly, their eyes flashed with jealousy.

Some of them had been beaten by Cleveland themselves, and some had heard of the knight's name—it was said that this gentleman might be a knight!

While the knights waited, Defoe finally arrived.

After the city lord entered the restaurant, he was already smiling before anyone said anything when he walked over from a distance, and his face was full of bright smiles, which made people willing to get close.

When he reached the main seat, all the knights present stood up, and the two rows were arranged on either side of the table, while Defoe stood on the main seat, looking at the people present, and spoke with emotion.

"Gentlemen, it is a pleasure to have us here tonight. The reason why I invite you to come over for dinner today is to take this opportunity to thank you for your contribution to Douala. If it weren't for your heroic battles and unremitting efforts, Douala would not be as stable as it is today, and it was you who drove out those rogue bandits......"

As a city lord who has been sitting in this position for more than ten years, Defoe still has a lot of, one after another, all of which are the ones that beat chicken blood, but they are very effective, and these knights who generally have a low IQ compared to the mages gradually become enthusiastic, and feel that the value of their lives has been reflected - for these knights who do not worry about food and clothing, the pursuit of things has extended to the spiritual level.

However, there were still a few people present whose faces did not change much, one was Cleveland, who had always had a wooden face from beginning to end, as if he would not have an expression, and a few were a few knights who had just joined the castle.

After a big fart, Defoe finally finishes and beckons everyone to sit down, and then it's time for a happy meal.

At Defoe's signal, the kitchen servants, who had already been prepared, pushed up one dish after another, and gradually filled the long dining table.

Because there are too many people, the old housekeeper no longer serves the dishes in the order of the private dinners commonly used by the nobles, but directly adopts the way of serving large banquets, so the dishes on the table are dazzling, very rich, from meat to vegetables to soup, the dishes are also more exquisite, in such a large demand for dishes, it is already very good to be able to do this degree.

With Defoe's order, dinner finally began.

Many of these knights were colleagues and knew each other well, so there was no obstacle to conversation, and in a short time the restaurant was lively and full of people.

Near the main seat, however, it was quite deserted.

Cleveland speaks very little, and spends most of his time quietly eating his meal.

Defoe was a talkative man, and behaved like no other, not enthusiastic about Cleveland, but never cold, often raising his glass to invite a drink.

But his heart was not at peace.

In fact, during the meal, Defoe glanced at Cleveland several times, consciously or unconsciously, and felt an urge to say something suggestive—something akin to a nocturnal walk.

But in the end, he still didn't suppress his thoughts of death: Cleveland is not a simple-minded knight, and a knight with his strength can't be simple-minded, and when the time comes, he won't be able to steal chickens and eat a handful of rice, which will not be good.

So in the end, Defoe ate the dinner as usual, and when everyone had already drunk a lot, and some of the knights who were not very good had even blushed slightly, Defoe got up and went to the toilet because he had drunk too much.

This gentleman had been holding back well just now, and he didn't show the slightest hint of hindrance, but when he was about to leave the restaurant, he couldn't help but hold back his thoughts for a long time, and couldn't help but glance back at Cleveland.

The emotions contained in this eye are very complex, ridicule, hatred, jealousy, pleasure, etc., there are many kinds and tastes. But luckily, Defoe was still cautious after all, so he just glanced at it, and quickly turned his head and left the restaurant.

As soon as he had left the dining room, Defoe suddenly quickened his pace, hurried upstairs and turned and turned, and after walking for a long time came to the door of a room.

This is a room on the fourth floor, surrounded by heavy security, and when you enter the room, you can see that there are knights guarding it as well.

The room is well furnished, with bookcases, sofas, and other valuable items at first glance, and a wooden floor on the floor, on which is a layer of soft blanket, which is spread out where the whole room can stay. And in the room, in addition to these knights, there was also a woman, who was Defoe's wife, Regina, and there was another thing, that is, in the center of the room there was a mirror-like light screen suspended in the air, the size of a bust mirror, and the scene inside was the dining room, and Regina was staring at the light screen tightly on the sofa.

When she saw Defoe come in, Regina turned her gaze and asked out loud almost instantly, "What do you want to do to him!"

Defoe looked at his wife with complicated eyes, and finally didn't say anything, just walked over to Regina and sat down, staring at the light screen as well.

A few moments after Defoe sat down, the scene on the screen changed.

It can be seen that several knights at the end of the table quarreled for some reason. Soon, the dispute spread to the entire table, and the entire restaurant was in chaos, and these knights with developed limbs even pushed and shoved on the spot, even ignoring the fact that this was the city lord's mansion.

The dispute was out of control, so the big guys didn't eat dinner, the whole restaurant was in a mess, and some people even started to do it.

The turmoil came and went quickly, and it didn't take long for the turmoil to stop, but the situation in the restaurant changed: the big guys were originally divided into two rows and sat on both sides of the table, but in the inexplicable turmoil just now, the tables were demolished by these knights with developed limbs, and food and wine were spilled all over the ground, and now the knights who were originally divided into two rows roughly formed a circle, and the center of the circle was Cleveland.

The gentleman, who was probably a great knight, sat in his chair and watched quietly as his former colleagues surrounded him, his face not changing in the slightest, except that there was something strange about his movements: his hands fell naturally to his side as if they were weak.

This is actually the reason why he sits, not because he wants to pretend, but because he can't move.

Defoe arranged all this, so he naturally saw this at once, which made his heart suddenly reassured - a knight, if his body could not move, then no matter how good he was, he could only be slaughtered by others.

It was in vain that he paid such a large price to get this potion, and it was really powerful.

I just don't know if this Cleveland is really a great knight, will this potion be inadequate for him?

Although the Potions Master swore that this thing would work for the Grand Knight as well, the Grand Knight was so famous that Defoe didn't feel safe, which was why he had to hire a few more people to help.

"What did you do to him!?"

Regina also seemed to see that something was wrong with Cleveland, and her expression suddenly became anxious, and she scolded Defoe loudly, and even leaned slightly, as if she was about to pounce on her.

This was in Defoe's eyes, and his eyes were full of jealousy and hatred.

Then he gave the order, and a knight next to him immediately came up and pressed Regina back to sit on the couch.

The lady of the city lord was just an ordinary person, and although she was struggling desperately now, she could not find any flowers under the hands of a knight, and could only stare at Defoe with angry eyes, and those who did not know would not have thought that these two people were husband and wife.

This caused a deep sadness to flash in Defoe's eyes, and then he immediately turned his head away, no longer looking at his wife, and focused his gaze on the light screen in front of him, staring at the man sitting on it, his eyes calm and stormy, and his inner thoughts unknown to anyone.

In fact, Defoe was not extremely angry at his wife for adultery with Cleveland, and this is not the reason why he has come to this point, the reason why he arranged today's feast is entirely because the two have stolen to the extent that everyone knows about their affair.

If these two were just secretly cheating and only he knew about it, then for the sake of Cleveland's superb martial arts, as long as Cleveland's loyalty to him was confirmed, Defoe would probably turn a blind eye, after all, cheating is not a rare thing among the aristocracy. But the matter of these two people has been known to the whole castle, what else can he do?

Defoe couldn't do anything about it.

......

Norman, who was watching from the sidelines, saw it all in his eyes.

He didn't think he was a good guy in the strict sense of the word, but compared to Adrian, he thought he was pretty good.

Adrian had so many things that happened later, apparently not here, judging from all indications, the result should have been that Adrian killed the people who were present who wanted to kill him.

Others rescued him and took him in the castle to recuperate, but he not only used other people's wives, but also killed other people's whole family, which is really ......

This made Norman think that it was really not wrong for others to call themselves Sages.

But he knew right away that he still thought of Adrian too well.