Characters in this chapter: (Iris Hallongoth), (Edward Hallongoth), (Ed Hallongoth), (Barron Daygrana), (Royce Dane), (Paroku Red), (Gylorrowell).

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Chapter 021: (Make a Marriage Contract)

The twilight fell like a great gray net, quietly covering the whole earth, and the sky was like a washed blue-black coarse cloth, and the stars seemed to be shimmering gold scattered on this coarse cloth.

The castle at night, as if everything had been revived from silence. The small windows contrast strongly with the vast space inside, making the interior of the castle dimly lit and deep, giving a sense of mystery and darkness.

The halls of the castle are adorned with ornate candlesticks, which sway gently in the breeze, and the silver cutlery sparkles in the light of the candlelight. The long bar table was full of people, all dressed in dignified clothes and smiling as they enjoyed a delicious dinner.

In the center of the hall was an elegantly well-behaved singer playing the harp and singing a ballad, but under the noise of the fire, the clashing of wax saucers, and drunken conversation, even Iris, who was sitting near the front of the long hall, could not hear the singer's beautiful singing voice.

The spacious hall is steaming and filled with the aroma of grilled meats and freshly baked bread. The owner of the castle, Duke Harongoth, was sitting on a high platform and drinking with a few henchmen sitting beside him, while Gylrenville was guarding him with his two-handed heavy sword.

This was the fifth time Ires had dinner with his father's vassals and knights, and his father, who had always been frugal, had never been so extravagant in his food. "Maybe there's something to celebrate tonight?" Iris thought.

The knights sitting around him all gathered to drink and chat, and they boasted to each other about war, hunting, and **. Iris was not interested in these stories, he preferred the stories of the continent told by bards and storytellers, and preferred the stories told by Master Marco.

Sitting across the long table was a group of well-dressed aristocratic girls, and Iris, who had always been shy and shy, could not have been cheeky enough to get close to these girls. He looked down at the food on his plate, but he didn't notice that the girl sitting directly across from him was watching him.

With no one around to talk to him, he was like a wretched worm in a corner, and the bored Iris had to look blankly at his father on the high platform, and the adults sitting around him—they were all excellent generals under his father's command.

Iris rarely saw them, but he remembered the names of each and every one of them. The old man sitting on the left side of his father was Baron Paroku Red, while the middle-aged man sitting on the right side was Baron Royce Dayne, the lord of Nimeca.

Baron Parocus Red, lord of the seaport town of Elbel, appears to be his father's age, not only is he the head of the Knights of Sanctions, but he is also a respected old man, second only to his father in the entire southern province.

In Iris's impression, Baron Red was an easy-going and approachable old man, so people affectionately called him Old Man Parocus. If he is the best knight in Svadia, no one will question it, because he has won the title of seven-time sword champion.

Baron Royce Dayne was a strong warrior. He was half a head taller than the 'Undead Knight' sitting next to him, and his body was a little stronger than Barron Daygrana. Iris guessed that there would be no stronger man in the entire southern province than him.

Iris remembers that Gylornwell had told him that Baron Dane was the most warlike warrior in the country, outstanding among the princes and nobles, and that they had won three sword team championships together. But in Iris's eyes, the other party looked like a giant standing out from the crowd.

"Iris, what are you doing in a daze?" a familiar voice asked.

Iris turned to look at his cousin sitting beside him in dismay, "Edward, has anything happened lately?" The cousin in front of him was one of the few people in the castle who could get close to him, perhaps because they had the same blood in their bodies.

"If you want to talk about big things, there is only the matter of His Majesty the King personally leading the army to the south. The young knight sipped his glass. The sweet fruity aroma of summer red wine led to a smile on the corner of his mouth.

When the young knight picked up the jug handed by the servant and filled the cup he had just drunk, Iris blurted out again, "Is Father celebrating this?" and when he recovered from his stupe, he realized that he had asked a stupid question.

"Your father is not happy about such a thing," whispered Edward, who was as handsome as Iris, "but my uncle was strongly opposed to His Majesty's expedition to the south, believing it to be a war that was doomed to failure. ”

Iris turned his head sideways and stole a glance at his father, who was sitting in the first place, then he turned his head again and asked again, "Do you believe what my father says?"

"Of course," replied Edward Hallengoth, after taking another sip of fine wine, "my uncle has never made a mistake in his judgment or decision-making in war, and he has never lost a battle on the battlefield. "Not once." ”

At this time, Iris said in a firm tone, "His Majesty our king once said in his main hall that Duke Harungorth is the best commander of the Swadia Kingdom. Even though he was only 6 years old at the time, he still vividly remembers this phrase of great pride in his life.

"Yes," said Edward, placing his hand on the boy's head and ruffling his hair, "my beloved uncle—your dear father—is the pride and glory of the Harongoth family. "A hundred times better than my dead father, who sometimes fantasized that he was his uncle's son.

Iris raised his glass and said happily, "I believe that in the near future, you will also be the pride of our family." On such special occasions, his duke's father would always give him a glass of wine, but no more.

"Maybe. Edward barely had a smile on his face, but his heart was not happy.

"You look a little lost," Iris looked up at his cousin, "Don't you have confidence in yourself?" Iris had seen his cousin's superb sword skills, he had defeated five knights with great swordsmanship on his own in the training grounds of the castle barracks.

Although he never went to the royal capital [Paraven] to participate in the annual martial arts tournament held by the royal family, it was because his cousin only had the championship in mind, and he knew very well that his strength could not take the championship from Gylrenville, but Iris felt that his cousin could win the runner-up title.

"I thought this was an opportunity," Edward said, taking a sip of his wine, and turning his head to look at the table on the high platform at the end of the hall, "but my uncle ordered that no knight under his command be allowed to accompany the king's army south to the Duchy of Rhodoc without his orders. ”

Iris looked at his cousin with some sympathy, he never dared to disobey every order his father gave him, and so did the most brave knights in the Swadia kingdom under his father's command. No one can disobey the father's orders without severe punishment.

Although he is not a knight himself, and does not want to be one, Iris knows that truly valiant knights are hungry for war. Iris didn't know what to say, and after a brief silence, he said, "Do you really want to go?"

"Yes!" said Edward Masseki, "only when I go to the battlefield will I have a chance to prove my abilities and gain the honor that truly belongs to me." ”

Iris frowned slightly, and said suspiciously, "But don't you already know that this is a doomed war?"

"Even if you fail, you have a chance to get honors. He suddenly felt that he was talking too much, and that the cousin in front of him was just a child, and he would not understand this.

"Father won't agree," said Iris, "and you don't disobey my father's orders, do you?" he didn't know his cousin very well, but he could detect the hidden longing and turmoil in his cousin's expression.

At this moment, the undead knight on the high platform stood up and shouted loudly in his distinctive voice, "Quiet, please be quiet, everyone, Lord Harongoth has something to announce to everyone in public." ”

"I have an important thing to announce tonight, and at the same time something to celebrate. As he spoke, Duke Ed looked at the audience with a gentle face, "Iris, Kellya is here." ”

Iris got up from the bench and walked obediently in the direction of the high platform, and the girl sitting across from him on the other side of the table also stood up and walked towards the high platform, but her demeanor seemed to be very graceful.

Then Duke Ed slowly got up and stood in the center of the high platform, his expression solemn and serious at this moment. "I declare that tonight is the day of the marriage of my son, Iris Harongos, to Kellia Red, the granddaughter of Baron Parocue, and this dinner is also for them. ”

Overwhelmed, Iris stared blankly at his father and the equally surprised crowd around him, and wrapped up the beautiful red-faced girl standing beside him. "Except for my father and Baron Parocue. Iris thought to herself, "They seem to be like me, unaware of this. 」

This girl he had never seen before had become his fiancée? But Iris didn't understand why his father didn't consult him, didn't even give him a word beforehand, it happened so suddenly, it seemed like a dream.

In the next moment, the whole hall was noisy and festive, and people were singing and dancing in the hall with laughter and laughter, and they were happy for the union of the Harongoth family and the Red family. Although the status of the two families in the Svadia Kingdom is more than one level apart, no one cares.

When Iris returned to his seat, the crowd around him congratulated him, including some young knights with envious expressions on their faces. After all, it was the dream of almost all young knights to marry the most beautiful aristocratic girl in the southern provinces, except for Gylrenville.

"Boy, why don't you look happy at all?" his cousin put his arm around his tiny shoulder.

The corners of Iris's mouth twisted bitterly and said, "Father, he didn't tell me, and he didn't ask for my permission. He told himself that his father had never asked me what I liked and that he had never asked for my opinion.

"Uncle is doing this for you," Edward explained to him with a grin, "just remember that he is your father, and follow his orders." ”

"But he should have at least told me before that," Iris pursed his lips childishly, "I was standing there like a fool. ”

"Then I would have been stunned," said Edward, "that Kellia is the prettiest girl in our southern provinces, and you would not have guessed how many knights would dream of marrying her." ”

"Did I wrap you up too?" Iris blurted out. He suddenly felt that his handsome and funny cousin was more suitable to be the girl's fiancé than himself.

"Yes, too!" Edward admitted with a smile. But he knew it would never be possible.

"Then why don't you take the initiative to pursue her?" said Iris, "you are so good, I am sure she will like you." ”

"I don't deserve her at all, and there's no way Old Man Parochu can agree. ”

"For what, if it is, I will definitely agree. ”

Faced with his cousin's relentless question, Edward was silent for a moment, and then replied slowly, "I am just an illegitimate child, even if I have the blood of the Harongoth family, I can't change the nobles' opinion of bastards.

"I'm sorry!" Iris bowed his head apologetically. He regretted that he shouldn't have asked so much.

"It's not your fault, you don't need to apologize to me. Edward chuckled and said, "You don't have to think about it, just follow your uncle's arrangement!"

"But I'm only thirteen," Iris said with a deep sigh, "and I'll be an adult for at least two years, but even then I'll be fifteen." "He didn't want to marry and have children so early, even if his wife was the most beautiful girl.

"Oh, yes, you were just a big boy back then. Edward muttered bitterly, "But my father was married and had children when he was 14 years old. ”

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