Three days later, Kaiyan City was bustling with activity, and the Seven Sacred Churches were packed with people.

All the nobles of the West have come.

The pomp and circumstance is unprecedented.

The Westside once had this kind of lively scene when Cersei got married and had a big joust in Lannishavn.

Earl Gavin stood beside Duke Tywin, and he was so excited that he felt his whole body float.

Hundreds of nobles of all sizes in the Western Realm, with glory and top-down, except for Duke Tywin, it is the Westerling family.

The High Priest holds the Seven Stars Bible in his hand and recites prayers aloud!

Another priest anointed Janine Westerling's hair, eyebrows, and the back of her hands with holy oil in front of the statue of the maiden.

Some of the major nobles chose the Father, some chose the Virgin, the young nobles chose the warriors, the maidens all chose the maidens, some the nobles chose the blacksmith, the elderly nobles chose the old woman, and no one chose the Stranger God Statue representing the Grim Reaper.

Sir Gregor chose the old woman, he already had several nobles lined up, Gregor was unceremonious, carried forward the spirit of the magic mountain without shame, he strode forward, no one from the priests who maintained order dared to come forward to stop him, he stretched out his huge palm, and gently pushed several nobles, and he was in the first place.

The smiling sweet-mouthed Raffard Clegane was completely new, proudly pinned with the three-dog gold badge on his placket, and he accompanied the smiling face in a low voice, and shamelessly followed the magic mountain in second place. After he was knighted by Gregory, he was barely qualified to enter such an occasion.

This made the counts behind feel humiliated, and they did not dare to scold Gregor, but they did not have to scold Gregor's dogs.

Just a small knight, in front of the earl, it is an existence that is a few levels shorter.

Just when several nobles were so emotional that they wanted to do it directly to Love, Gregor carried Ralph to him, and the holy oil in the priest's hand was lit down, hitting Loved's forehead.

Then the prayer of the priest's apprentice rang out.

The jazz were in an uproar.

But there is no return.

So, they chose to leave, refusing to anoint the holy oil in front of the statue of the old woman and accept the blessing. Some went and chose the Father, and some chose the Virgin.

In order not to alarm the rituals elsewhere, the whispered curses kept coming, just enough for Raffard to hear.

But no one dared to scold Gregor.

It was a madman, a devil, a violent maniac, and a beast.

Several brave knights were not afraid of Gregor but were forced to swallow their anger and choose other idols for the holy oil ceremony.

Gregor doesn't have a sense of sir's pride, they do.

Raffard and Gregor were at ease and were not ashamed of their despicable behavior.

For shameless people, shamelessness itself is their honor.

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Jenny completed the oil ceremony, received the blessing of the two high priests, and a choir sang prayers for her. The harp played a sacred and solemn repertoire, and the sound of the harp and poetry flew beautifully in the church.

After receiving the oil ceremony, the nobles stepped on the thick carpet and slowly lined up along the winding corridors to Tywin, who was seated in a lion-fur chair. In front of Tywin stood his baptized daughter, Janie.

The aristocrats, men and women, young and old, slowly moved forward one by one, holding congratulatory gifts in their hands, some of them were jade statues, some were silk cloths, some were artistic weapons, some were expensive rouge, some were pearls and agate, and some were gold, silver and jade. Ruby and sapphire complement each other, while emeralds and night pearls compete for beauty.

To the right of Janie stood her father: Count Gavin, her biological father.

Duke Tywin was dressed in brocade, majestic as a god, his face was unsmiling, cold as frost. Count Gavin, on the other hand, seemed to be drunk, his face flushed, his breath was short, his face was full of joy, and his neck was bruised.

Gregor and Raffard also stood in the ranks, Gregor was a head taller than everyone else, and the nobles in front of him and behind him all felt the pressure of the beast.

Jenny was well-groomed and covered with precious jewelry, whether it was a tiara, earrings, necklaces, bracelets, rings, chest ornaments, belts, all of which were beautiful and valuable. With her brocade clothes, she is as beautiful as a fairy, which is impossible to look at.

In her past and present lives, it was the first time for Gregor to see such a noble, elegant, and extraordinary classical beauty.

He was fascinated by it and thought about it.

In front of and behind Janie, several servants were busy receiving congratulatory gifts, and a dozen exquisite rattan baskets used for gifts were lined up, and the clerks who sang the congratulatory gifts were in a straight voice, and it was actually a great science to sing the names, titles, status, and castles of each noble, as well as the gifts they sent.

Count Gavin kept saying thanks, but Duke Tywin didn't say a word, and the guests first saluted Duke Tywin and then sent congratulatory gifts to Jane.

Duke Tywin usually nodded in greeting, and when he reached out and shook his hand in a better position, it was already his thanks. After the whole ceremony, only the patriarch of the Malbran family in Imprint City, the patriarch of the Rafford family in Golden Tooth City, the patriarch of the Farman family in Fairy Island, the patriarch of the Craich family in the Chicken Hall, the patriarch of the Lannister family in Lannishaven, the patriarch of the Swivier family in Corn City, and the heir of the Chariot family in the Silver Hall were given the opportunity to say a few words to Duke Tywin.

When it was Gregor's turn to deliver the gift on behalf of the Clegane family, he became the center of attention of everyone in the audience.

People saw that his gift box and tray were almost empty.

Many counts stood by and waited to see his joke.

Under the loud voice of the singing officer, this kind of gift singing that can be heard by the whole audience is itself an occasion for on-the-spot comparison and vanity.

Gregor first finished saluting Duke Tywin, and then lifted his brocade box red cloth, and there was a small brocade box tied with red silk in the huge gift box plate, a palm-sized bag wrapped in brocade silk that I don't know what it contained, and a silver trinket, which was worn with a small rope woven of gold and silver threads mixed with noble silk threads, small and exquisite, and looked like the number 6 or 9.

When the salute clerk sang chopsticks, snow salt, and golden whistles, the audience gradually fell silent.

The nobles, big and small, had never heard of chopsticks, snow salt, and golden whistles, nor had they seen any of them. Everyone was shocked, looking at each other inquiringly, and asking in a low voice.

No one dared to make mockery and deliberately provocative conversations with Gregor anymore, and if Gregor gave something very precious and they didn't know it, it would be a sign of their ignorance and stupidity.

Jane and her father, Earl Gavin, heard of chopsticks, snow salt, and golden whistles for the first time. They don't know these things, they haven't heard of them, and they don't know how to use them, whether they're precious or not.

The clerk sang aloud, and said, "Chopsticks are the noble cutlery invented by Sir Gregor Clegane, who was blessed by the seven gods, and whose wisdom and whims, are ten times better than knives and forks in some aspects of food and drink." Chopsticks have been highly appreciated by Lord Tywin and Fellow Scholars, and the noble nobles of the Westlands will have a chance to receive chopsticks from Duke Tywin today. During the feast, Duke Tywin will personally show the knights how to use chopsticks. ”

The audience was silent, and Jenny looked at the beast in front of her in disbelief.

Gregour's eyes were on Jenny's face, Jenny looked up at him, Gregor blinked lightly in her right eye, Jenny hurriedly lowered her gaze, her pretty face was flushed, and she was extremely beautiful.