Chapter 36: The Night Feast
After an unforgettable day, Stannis returned to his lodgings with his men.
"I still can't understand why it was a small guy who won the championship. "Stannis still can't figure out what happened today, all five championship candidates are out, why just think about milk must be able to kill the hot milk?
Korodov lay on his bed without saying a word, snoring, for a true knight like him, it was enough to have a hearty battle with a rival enemy.
But Robert was very angry, "I knew it would be so easy to win the championship, I should have gone to participate!"
Stannis patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be naΓ―ve, young man, you are destined not to win the championship." β
"I'm not convinced, I haven't even heard of the name of the one who won the championship, why!"
"This is your fate, accept your fate!" After saying that, Stannis lay down on the bed, "Hey, I still want you to keep vigil tonight, don't be lazy!"
"What!" said Radish's eyes widened, "but the stupid big one can't wake up when he falls asleep, so it's hard for you to keep me awake all night just to keep vigil." β
Stannis said brutally, "I don't care, I'm a lord, and what I say is the truth." β
With that, he shrank into the bed, ignoring Robert's wailing.
"Boss, wake up. β
Stennis, who was sleeping soundly, felt someone pushing him.
He struggled to open his eyes, and found Robert looking at him with a loveless expression, and the deafening snoring of Korodov could be heard next to him.
"What's wrong?" he asked, rubbing his eyes.
"The Wolf family has sent someone. Robert said weakly.
"What, people from the Wolf family!" Stannis, who was still in a daze, instantly sobered up, such a big night, the Wolf family sent someone, didn't he feel that the game was not fun, and he wanted to kill himself to help the fun?
Looking at Robert, who was about to fall asleep at any time in front of him, Stannis couldn't help but be angry, "Hey, when is it, why are you still thinking about sleeping!
"Those people are looking for you by name, even if they are in danger, they don't care about our business, boss, you get dressed and go with them, otherwise everyone will not look good. β
Damn, you guy, which side are you on, but Stannis thinks he'd better get dressed and deal with it. As soon as he got up, Robert collapsed on the bed.
"Boss, don't worry, if they cut you, I will definitely go back with Korodov and raise troops to avenge you...... Haha, we're going to ...... you," Robert sank into his dreams before he could finish speaking.
The guy didn't even bother to pretend to be superficial, and Stannis pushed open the door to find Robinsey waiting outside with a few guards.
"Excuse me, what's the matter at this late hour? He asked cautiously.
Robinsey held the hilt of his sword and said, "At the behest of my father, I have invited Count Standin to a banquet to celebrate the selection of this champion. β
Stannis reluctantly smiled and excused himself: "It's so late, do you still have to attend the banquet, don't you think it's a little too late?"
The black-haired man still insisted, "It's only past midnight, and the second round of drinking has just begun, so please be sure to attend." β
Looking at the restless guards behind him, Stannis knew that he was going to be killed if he didn't get rid of it, and he took another look at the two unreliable snoring men in the room, and finally made up his mind, "Okay, I'll go with you." β
After entering the banquet hall of the main castle of Wolfs, Stannis was surprised to find that it was actually a night banquet.
Rows of long tables stretched from doorway to end, flanked by feast-goers, shouting and drinking.
Seeing the bustling scene, Stannis's doubts eased slightly, and Robinsey bowed to him and led his men away.
Do you have any seats......
He decided to find a place to sit down, but unfortunately, the entire castle hall was full.
Suddenly, he noticed that the hot spring town knight was still greeting back and forth during the day, and it seemed that he had become a full-time master of ceremonies for the cocktail reception.
"Well, I'm late, do I have a place to sit?" Stannis said embarrassedly as he walked over.
Sir Master of Ceremonies recognized him, "Oh, it's Sir Justinian, how can there be no seat for you, I have a wonderful seat here waiting for you to take a seat!"
"Oh yes!" Stannis was overjoyed, he felt like he was starting to transit.
Soon, though, he paid the price for the flag.
The planner of this banquet is a fucking genius! Stannis greeted the other lady a thousand times in his heart.
Because he was placed among the children of the Marquis of Wolf.
There are white-haired wolf cubs in the front and back, left and right.
Stannis stands out like black cinders on snow.
......
Fuck the banquet planner!
Stannis kept his head down and nibbled on the potatoes the whole time, as he could feel the sharp eyes of the wolf family around him scraping over him.
Although there was no laughter around him, the long table on which he sat was extremely quiet.
He casually looked up and saw that a little boy on the other side was also glaring at him with hatred, this little guy was no more than three years old.
Stannis finally couldn't stand it anymore, and he complained to the child: "I said big brother, everyone else doesn't care, why do you little kid look at me like this, do you know what a family grudge is!"
Unexpectedly, the little boy made a bad gesture towards him, "Hit you, bad guy, bully, Evelyn, sister, despise." β
"Damn, you little kid can't even say a word and dare to accuse me!" Stannis fainted happily, "Besides, when did I bully your sister who is always expressionless and wants to roast me!"
"Badass!"
A childish voice came from the right-hand side.
Stannis turned his head angrily and found that this time it was a teenage girl.
"Hey, what are you scolding me for!"
The little girl bared her snow-white teeth at him, "I'm going to bite you!" A year ago, you bullied your second sister and cried, and Daddy was very angry, I have never seen Daddy so angry!"
Stannis scratched his head, he didn't have any impression at all, he and Evelyn didn't seem to have anything in common except that they were childhood sweethearts.
At this time, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy yelled at his younger sister and brother, "Renee, Sonny, don't talk to this guy." β
The children around him hurriedly shut their mouths, and Stannis recognized it as the young man who had sneered at him on the steps the day before, and he remembered that it seemed to be the fourth son of the old marquis.
The table became quiet again.