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"Saul Red River Rollin to—"

At the entrance of the main hall, a man in a gray robe with a white face made a loud announcement. The man's voice was sharp and clear, even more slender than a woman's, and it seemed to be a specially bred eunuch in the temple.

In Sol's full name, there is not only the family surname "Luo Lin", but also the word "Red River" in his family's fiefdom of the Red River Plain, according to Li Yunfei's own knowledge, it should have been specially added by the ancestor of the Luo Lin family.

Hearing this report, a playful smile appeared on Huo Lan's face, grabbed Li Yunfei's arm, and led him into the door of the main hall.

The main hall is more splendid than the side hall, with huge columns on both sides and towering vaults above, giving it a zenith feel. And on the roof and walls, there are really a lot of gemstones, and there is even an unknown fragrance, which makes all the people who enter it instantly retract their minds and dare not look around.

In the main hall, there were several small nobles such as barons and viscounts, and they saw Huo Lan nodding slightly. These people are all nobles invited by Huo Lan to watch the ceremony, and they are usually only general friends with the Luo Lin family.

Li Yunfei didn't care about this, he was a fool now, and he just took advantage of this time to find out more about the situation in the temple. Therefore, after he entered the main hall, he began to look around, looking like he had never seen the world.

In front of the pulpit in the main hall, there was an old man in a white robe with gray hair, and beside this old man was the Marquis Sartre with a mustache, with a smile on his face at this time, as if he was talking to the old man.

The two looked at Li Yunfei like lightning, which made him feel shocked.

These two eyes in front of him are all masters! These two gazes actually made him feel that he had been completely seen through!

"I've seen Bishop Ian, I've seen Marquis Sutter. No matter how bold Huo Lan was, he didn't dare to make a mistake at this time, so he took Li Yunfei to the two of them, saluted and said, "My young master is a little inconvenient, please forgive me." ”

"Hmm. Ian nodded, no more.

In his opinion, this Count of Rollin's family is just a declining nobleman, even if it is an earl, it has been reduced to the point that it is not even as good as a viscount, and it is completely empty of the name of an earl.

What's more, he already knew that this heir was a fool! If it weren't for this empty name, how could he testify for him! If nothing else, let's just say that there was an earl, and the person who witnessed the ceremony did not even have a single nobleman of the same rank, only a few minor nobles, and a group of subordinates who had no courtesy!

To be able to witness this inheritance ceremony, he has already given enough face, and he doesn't want to say almost a superfluous word.

However, the Marquis of Sartre showed a look of regret and said: "I and the old Earl of Rollin were also friends at the beginning, but it is a pity that he and Asak both died young, which is really a pity." This time, the Grand Duke asked me to preside over this succession ceremony, and I should do my best. I've heard all about the Rollin family, and it's a blessing in misfortune to have you as a loyal servant. ”

He looked at Li Yunfei and suddenly shook his head almost imperceptibly, as if he was sighing something. The order of the title is the prince and the prince, the marquis is already a nobleman second only to the grand duke, and he came to preside over the succession ceremony of the earl's title, which can be said to be completely based on the original friendship.

Hearing this, Li Yunfei couldn't help but look up at the Marquis of Sartre, and saw that there was really a trace of regret and regret in his eyes, and it seemed that he was not talking casually.

What the other party regrets should be the successor of the Rollin family, a fool, right......

Li Yunfei looked at the other party with a blank face, but he wanted to laugh in his heart.

"Thank you, Master Hou. Holland bowed deeply, and his face changed to a sad expression, as if he thought of his dead master's heart.

"Marquis Sartre, it's noon, let's get started. Ian turned to Sartre and said.

"Well, everything is at the behest of the Bishop. Sartre smiled and said.

The succession ceremonies of the nobility, and even the canonization ceremony, were all carried out in the temple. At the same time, the Grand Duke himself or an emissary sent by him presided over the meeting, and the bishop of the temple witnessed and prayed for blessings. This is also a check and balance between secular kingship and theocracy, or in other words, theocracy's supervision of human rights.

Hearing that the ceremony was about to begin, Huo Lan's heart was overjoyed, and the strength in his hand unconsciously strengthened, and he dragged Li Yunfei to the front of the pulpit, as if he was the one who wanted to inherit the title.

Sartre frowned slightly, but he only thought it was caused by Holland's inner excitement, and didn't say anything.

"Succession ceremony for the Earl of Rollin, ceremony!" Sartre said aloud with a grim face.

Hearing the long hissing of a horn, two groups of soldiers in heavy armor stepped into the temple, and one of them came to Sartre with a long sword in his hand and a solemn face.

Sartre stepped forward and pulled out his long sword, put it on Li Yunfei's shoulder, stared at his eyes and said slowly: "Saul Honghe Rollin, now I have been entrusted by the Grand Duke of Roland to grant you the position of Count of Rollin!" Originally, when the title was awarded, the awardee should have knelt down on one knee, but in the case that the other party was a fool and was still young, kneeling was exempted.

"Grand Duke Xie, Master Xie!" Huo Lan nodded again and again, his face was about to bloom, and people who didn't know really thought that he was happy for Li Yunfei.

Sat nodded, withdrew his sword, and sat aside.

"Blessed—" a eunuch said in a loud voice.

Immediately, the choir next to him sang a beautiful hymn, and a group of attendants rushed in, either holding flowers in their hands or holding holy water in their hands, all of them held high above their heads and came to Ian.

Next, Ian first picked up the "Holy Scripture" and began to read the chapters in it in large paragraphs, while making comparisons on Li Yunfei's head.

This was followed by sprinkling holy water, sprinkling flowers, and so on, all kinds of blessing rituals, but Ian's gestures were simple, and his voice was low, and it seemed very perfunctory. Fortunately, there are enough items for the blessing ceremony.

In contrast, the actions of the Marquis Sartre, the host of the succession ceremony, seem to be much more brief, and it almost makes people wonder who is the host of the ceremony.

After all the rituals were completed, it was only an hour later, Ian reached out and gently pressed Li Yunfei's eyes, and recited in his mouth, "Father God protect." ”

The eunuch below immediately shouted at the top of his voice: "Licheng-"

This shout also officially announced that from now on, Li Yunfei will be the Count of Rollin!

The corners of Li Yunfei's mouth raised, and he said in his heart that his inheritance ceremony was really simple, and the dignified earl's succession ceremony would be over if he messed around like this.

However, all he wanted was the earl's title, and he didn't care about the ceremony, but the more humble the better.

"Then there is the final ceremony, where the heir to the title needs to address the officiating witnesses and observers. Ian looked at Li Yunfei and said to Holland.

Huo Lan was waiting for this time, and immediately said with a smile: "Don't worry, Lord Bishop, my young master is not very convenient, and I will take care of everything." ”

Saying that, Huo Lan pushed Li Yunfei to the side, stood directly in the middle, looked at the people present, and said: "Everyone, thank you for your presence, today is a day of joy and joy, when the master of Asak died, he made a will for me to announce after the succession ceremony of Count Sol." ”

With that, he coughed deliberately and cleared his throat. Although the audience is all his relatives and subordinates, there are "big people" like Bishop Ian and Marquis Sartre next to him, which is enough to make him proud.

Sure enough, when everyone heard this, they all looked at Holland, wanting to see what the sudden will was.

Hollan's daughter Anna had an expression of expectation, disdain, arrogance and contempt on her face, looking at Li Yunfei.

"The will made by the master of Asak was to let Count Thor inherit the title and marry his little daughter Anna!"

Sartre's eyebrows furrowed, revealing a playful expression. Ian, on the other hand, was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard anything. After all, such a declining foolish earl has nothing to do with him at all.

The group of so-called "viewers" below began to whisper at this time.

Anna's sisters all looked at her with envy on their faces at this time, and whispered compliments. After all, they are just relatives of the earl's butler, no matter how arrogant they are, they are still subordinates and servants in their ranks. And now, Anna has ascended to the sky in one step, and this Rollin family will be hers in the future!

Some of Anna's suitors looked resentful, others flattering, whispering behind her, as if trying to show their loyalty.

As for Anna herself, she gave her father a sinister look, as if to blame him for announcing it in public. At the same time, the eyes cast on Li Yunfei were full of disgust and mockery.

She had already begun to think in her heart, when she got married, how she would squander the property of the Rollin family and how she would bully this fool.

In her opinion, it is simply an insult to her that a fairy-like character like herself wants to marry a fool. The fool is to blame for all this, so she must vent the anger in her heart.

As for the property of the Rollin family, it can be regarded as compensation for her.

Well, when you get back, you'll get rid of that ugly little maid first...... No, let her go to the mill to grind.

But just when everyone was in different moods about the news, and Horan was happy in his heart, thinking about how to torture Asak Rollin's son in the future, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from Hollan's side.

"Nonsense! Why didn't I hear about this will!? Don't look at what your ugly daughter looks like! Holland, your calculations have come to an end!"