People in this chapter: (Sercius), (Dawron Lafarzi), (Lyria).

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Chapter 020: (My Jazz)

The dinner was sumptuous.

Two young maids served crab and shark soup and egg and lime cold soup, followed by honey quail, roast lamb chops, foie gras soaked in red wine, butter radish and roast pig.

When Sercius saw the table full of sumptuous food and all kinds of precious red wine, he couldn't help but smile and said complimentingly: "Lord Earl, this dinner is so heavy, I'm afraid I deserve it!"

"No!" said Count Dorron, shaking his head. "You are my honored guest, and my daughter's savior, and this sumptuous dinner is not only for the reception of His Excellency Knight, but also for my sincerest gratitude to you. ”

"Your Excellency has lifted your love," Sercius explained to the old man respectfully. "I'm just an ordinary knight, and it was my servant who rescued your daughter, not me!

"Your servants are at your service, how could they have rescued my daughter without your commands!" said the old man slowly. "I only have such a daughter, she is all I have, and the amount of gold is not as important as her!"

The old man, who was nearly half a hundred years old, had a thin face, a dark complexion, a pair of kind eyes under the faint eyebrows, and was looking at Lelia who was sitting below him, and his right hand was gently stroking his daughter's slender hair.

"Sir Sercius, may I call you that?" the girl wore a long robe that covered her feet, with a wide hem and skirt-like shape, and sleeves that were thin to the wrist and cuffs tight. He wore various ribbons around his waist, his clothes were decorated with various precious stones, and he wore a pearl and gemstone ornament on his chest.

"Of course, Miss Lyria!" Sercius replied politely. He found that the girl in front of him, whether her words and deeds, or the clothes on her body, revealed the noble and elegant temperament of the nobility. Compared with the girl who cried weakly before, it was a different judgment.

Lelia said happily: "I heard that you won the championship in the martial arts competition in Paraven some time ago, your swordsmanship must be amazing!"

"Miss Lelia has won the prize, and that time it was just a fluke!" Sercius replied humbly. She seemed to have forgotten the humiliation she had suffered, or perhaps she did not want to remember the atrocities inflicted on her by the bandit leaders.

"Did you defeat the Champion Knight?" the girl asked with some excitement. "And the Knight of the Hundred Flowers, the Knight of the Undead. ”

Serseus smiled wryly and shook his head. "No, I haven't met these good knights in the jousting ring. ”

"Oh, you're in luck. Lelia commented. "They are all royal knights who have won the title of champion of several tournaments, if they all go, I'm afraid you won't even be able to win the third place!"

"I've heard a little about the prestige of the Order of Sanctions," Sercius smiled innocently. "The Undead Knight, in particular, is said to have a face that resembles the undead, which is why His Majesty Harlaus bestows on him the title of Undead Knight. ”

"Yes," the girl emphasized. "I've seen that face, and that horrible face alone is enough to terrify his enemies. ”

"That's just for the average enemy," Serseus confidently noted. "A knight with real strength will not be intimidated by the other party's terrifying face or tall and strong body. ”

"Lyria, have you eaten well?" asked Count Dowron, asking his daughter.

"Yes, Father!"

"You go back to your room first, I have something to discuss with the Knight of Sercius alone!"

"Is there anything I can't tell?" asked Lyria, curious.

"You don't want to hear things between men," the old man said softly. "Obedient go back to the room first, let's talk about things in private!"

"Yes, father!" Lelia said as she stood up and saluted the knight opposite. "Thank you, Mr. Freelancer. ”

After Lelia left, only Sercius and Count Doran were left in the entire restaurant, and even the attendant in charge of pouring the wine was ordered by Lord Earl to retreat.

Sercius had a hunch that the other party seemed to have something very important to discuss with him. He picked up the wine bottle in front of the table, poured himself a glass of wine, and then raised his glass to the old man on the throne.

"I don't know if you have something to tell me. He asked after taking a sip of his drink.

"Ser Sergeus," said Count Doran with a solemn face. "I wonder if my daughter has been hurt in any way?"

"My lord, she's fine, she doesn't have any injuries on her body. Sercius replied.

"You know, that's not what I mean!" the old earl emphasized, in a deeper tone.

Sercius said tactfully, "I wasn't there at the time, and I don't know much about it. My lord!"

"Your Excellency," Count Doron asked in a deeper voice. "Just tell me the truth! I can bear it!" the old man had vaguely guessed what had happened to his daughter.

"When my servant found your daughter, she was lying on a carpet. Sercius told the truth.

"These damned bandits, how dare they do this to her!" he said in a calm tone, trying to hide his anger. "Tell me, those abominable robbers are dead, aren't they?"

The deep sorrow on the old man's face and a pale, haggard color, showed that his soul was suddenly broken and ruined in an instant, and that all the joys and noises of life that had passed were gone forever.

"Yes, my lord, the bandits are dead!" Sercius pointed out. "But from what I know, this gang of robbers should have an internal presence in Dehrim City and other nearby castles. ”

The old man's face immediately sank when he heard this, and he asked suspiciously, "Are you saying that the kidnapping of Lelia by the robbers has something to do with other people?"

"Lord Earl, I only know so much about the Dao, as for the truth behind this matter, you can send someone to investigate!" Sercius knew that Manid had told him.

Count Dorant said, "Yes, I'll let Garnier investigate." At this point, his tone gradually became a little more eerie, which made people shudder. "If I find out who is behind the ghost, I will execute him with my own hands!"

The Count pondered for a moment, then spoke again. "Ser Sercius, this is about the reputation of my daughter Lyria, and I hope that no one will ever know about it again!" the old man paused, then emphasized. "I will never allow her to be harmed again!"

"Rest assured, my lord, my servant and I will keep this secret forever!" Despite the warnings of the other party's last sentence, Sercius was not disgusted by it, it was just a father trying to protect his daughter as much as possible.

"I believe your words!" the old man's gaze paused without a trace. "Our king himself canonized you as a knight, and rewarded you with the town of Tosdel as a fief, which shows that your majesty thinks highly of you. This shows that you are a trustworthy knight!"

Sercius just smiled and didn't answer.

At this moment, Count Dolang's tone changed subtly for a moment. "But you may not know it, but your current fiefdom, the town of Tosdel, once belonged to me, and it has been three hundred years since the Rafazi family!"

Sercius pretended to be taken aback, and then explained, "I'm sorry Earl, but I didn't think about taking away the fief you belong to. In fact, he had already told him everything about the town of Tosdel, and King Haraus had already told him it at the celebratory dinner.

The old man smiled expectantly, as if he had been waiting for this sentence. "This has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with our majesty, I can only blame myself!"

"My lord, it's not too early, I should go back!"

"Sir Sergios, when you need help in the future, remember to send someone to me!"

"I will, sir!" Sercius stood up and bowed slightly to the old man, then left alone.

But they didn't notice that the poor girl was hiding behind the wall, convulsing with grief, and Lelia held back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, and sobbed like a child, and tears still welled up.

Sparkling around her eyes, two big tears left her eyes and slowly flowed down her cheeks, followed by other tears, flowing faster, like droplets of water oozing out of the rocks, falling on her swollen chest one by one.

Unable to scream, she became mute, and walked dazedly through the narrow corridors, and then ascended to the top of the castle, where she stood in the cold wind, like a carved clay sculpture of wood, motionless.

She wanted to just jump down and get out of it all! When she looked down, she saw the freelancer walking briskly down the path beneath her. At this time, she opened her mouth and shouted, "Your Excellency Sercius, can I visit you in the town of Tosdell in the future?"

Sercius followed the girl's voice and turned to look up. "I'm always welcome!"

"Thank you, my sir!" said the last.

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