Chapter 020: Two distinguished guests

In the lavish halls of the Duke's castle, two men in chain mail sit on the floor paved with biotite granite, standing tall and waiting for a man to appear. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Belmont," said the blond boy, looking at the extravagant yet noble and elegant décor of the hall, to the knight beside him. "What did you say Lord Caesto had ordered us to do?"

At the exit of the cloisters on either side of the lord's hall are two fine marble sculptures depicting knights with weapons in their hands, but each of these four sculptures depicts knights in different postures.

A knight was resting his hand on the hilt of his sword tucked at his waist, keeping an eye on the front, and another knight was holding a spear in both hands, looking up at the dome of the hall with his head tilted.

The knight holding the axe scanned the hall with a cold gaze as if it was about to burst out with infinite power, and the last knight held a shield diagonally in front of him, carrying a longbow behind him.

"It's just an interest in recruiting people that he likes to do. In contrast to Baron Fred's relaxed comfort, the tall knight stared straight ahead, a ritual that had been cultivated before, and he was imbued with the majesty of battle.

Fred William sneered in his heart, he couldn't understand why Duke Michod liked to recruit nobles who had no real power, and those mercenaries who would only work for the sake of the dinar, a bunch of wild dogs without faith and loyalty.

He thought to himself: Is he really a man with no sense of crisis, as the outside world says, and he is trying to recruit some useless men to strengthen his wings, such an approach is only a joke in the eyes of King Haraus!

Although he had only been in Dehrim City for a few days, he still knew the situation that Lord Kesto was in now by virtue of his clever brains and lure methods.

Even the news of the assassination of the owner of this castle last night, Baron William has already learned a thing or two.

The tall Belmont Knight was still quietly surveying the hall, waiting for the arrival of the castle owner.

Just this morning, at the hotel where the Belmont knights were resting with Baron Fred William and others, a knight on horseback suddenly broke into the hotel and told them that Duke Michod had invited them to the palace, but there was no goddess on the invitation list.

After escorting the goddess to the service, they rushed directly from the temple of the goddess to the duke's mansion.

"Pedal. The sound of two footsteps falling to the ground, one after the other, came from the corridor of the hall.

One of these two footsteps was gentle and gentle, like the gentle sound of raindrops hitting lotus leaves, and the other was a swift and crisp sound like a sharp sword striking iron.

Without further thought, the owner of the castle hall and the guardian knight who had been following him all along were walking towards the hall, and a knight in lion armor and a middle-aged man dressed in a gorgeous suit appeared from the cloister.

"My lord. The moment Lord Caesto appeared, the Belmont Knight and Baron William pressed their right hands on their left chests, knelt on one knee, and bowed their heads slightly. This series of actions all shows the excellent etiquette of the two people.

"Hats off!" Baron Fred and the Belmont Knight bowed their heads and stared at the smooth granite floor, paying their respects to Duke Kesto Michaud.

Duke Michod walked briskly to the lord's chair that stood tall in the hall, turned around and straightened out the folds of his fine clothes, and then sat down on the lord's chair with a gentle motion.

The knight of Engel on the side had a serious and solemn expression, standing upright behind Duke Michod. Then he stared blankly at the two people who were kneeling down from afar.

Although the territories of the Knights of Belmont and Baron Fred William were not part of the jurisdiction of the De Cherium region, there were things that needed to be done, such as the etiquette of kneeling down on one knee to meet the high nobles.

"Oh, don't be so polite. Looking at the two people below kneeling very formally, Duke Michod shouted in surprise. "Baron Fred and the Belmont Knights, stand up quickly, true warriors don't need to kneel to prove their bravery. ”

Knight Belmont and Baron William sighed slightly in their hearts when they saw Count Caesto behave like this, and then stood up, this duke really disregarded etiquette as rumored.

"Ahem. After the two men had stood up, the Duke looked at them carefully, and in his eyes the two men seemed to have been moved by the friendship of his corporal Lixian, and he cleared his throat. "Can you tell me, then, that you will work for me?"

This is really a guy who likes to go straight to the point. Baron William smiled inwardly. Lord Caesto's dislike of etiquette has spread throughout the kingdom, and the dominating duke has been fond of going straight from an early age.

For Duke Kesto Michod, those elegant manners were useless and superfluous.

Although this is true, as a lord, he should also regulate his behavior, knowing that his every move is related to the majesty of the nobility.

If such a straightforward personality appears on a flat-headed person, then it will not attract criticism, but will make people feel bold.

If a warrior has such a character, it will only add a bit of fierce color to the character of this warrior; if a general who has been on the battlefield for many years likes to go straight, it will only give people a vigorous and resolute killing atmosphere.

However, such a character is absolutely not suitable for a high lord or a king, especially a lord or king who does not have strong strength, such a character without any worries will only hasten his demise.

As the old saying goes: any worthy monarch must be a lion to overcome the wolves, but he must also be a fox to find traps.

"I'm sorry, Lord Casto, but it's our duty to protect the Goddess. The aristocratic etiquette that Baron William had learned on a daily basis finally came in handy at this moment, and he took a step forward, his right hand on his chest, and bowed his head slightly, revealing a look of humility.

Baron William thought that his tactful and sincerely apologetic refusal would not make Lord Caesto on the high platform feel embarrassed or slighted, nor would he be haunted by it!

Duke Michod undeniably agreed. "Yes, it is a noble and honorable duty," he then emphasized. "But we have a more important responsibility. Defending our homeland and driving out the greedy invaders is your duty at this moment!"

Knight Engel, who had been standing behind Duke Michod with a serious expression, suddenly showed a stunned look on his face after seeing the badge worn by Baron William's chest, as if he had discovered something incredible.

Feeling the eyes of Knight Engel, the Holy Silver Badge on Baron William's chest suddenly released a scorching heat, making him shiver.

Baron William, holding back the burning in his chest, raised his head and prepared to face Lord Kestor, but happened to see the eyes of Knight Engel as if he were looking at his prey.

Baron William, who was staring at him by the other party, felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and even the air around him became viscous because of this gaze. Could it be that the sudden fever of the Holy Silver Badge on his chest has something to do with him?

"What's wrong? Baron William looked at the knight of Engel strangely, causing Count Caesto to tilt his head and look at the guardian knight behind him.

"Nothing, my lord. Hearing Duke Kesto Michod's question, Knight Engel bent down to express his abrupt apology. But his eyes were still staring intently at the blonde boy in the audience.

Although the burning gaze of the Enge knight made him a little uncomfortable, the blonde boy still pretended not to know, and looked at Lord Kestor on the high seat.

"If it's okay, don't stare at my guests like that. Kesto Michod looked at his subordinates, who were behaving a little erratically, and some questions arose in his mind.

After all, his guardian knight had never lost his demeanor in front of his "guests" before, and there must have been something he didn't know about such a gaffe today.

Duke Michod decided to ask his guardian knight what had happened to him as soon as the two of them had left. However, on the surface, he still pretended to be dissatisfied with the rude of Knight Engel.

"My lord, please forgive me for being rude. Hearing the duke's complaint, Knight Enge lowered his right hand, then straightened his body slightly, and looked into the duke's purple-blue eyes in a standing position.

He then tilted the upper part of his body forward fifteen degrees and returned to a straight position.

Although this set of bowing salutes seems simple and clear to outsiders, after the interpretation of the Enge knight, it seems to have an indescribable beauty.

After the light criticism of Engel, the Duke slowly straightened his head, tapped his fingers on the handle of the lord's chair, and looked at Baron William with great interest, looking at the blond boy with the eyes peculiar to a monarch looking at a vassal.

Baron William shuddered for no apparent reason, not because of Knight Engel's vanished gaze, but because of the somewhat creepy appreciative gaze of Lord Kestor, which lingered like a chill from his spinal cord to his brain.

Although this look made him feel unspeakably uncomfortable, in order to express his respect for Lord Casto, Baron William straightened up and looked at the people on the stage with a serious gaze, like a general who had returned triumphantly.

"Master Caesto," the Belmont Knight explained humbly. "We are willing to go into battle to protect our homeland and expel the invaders, but we cannot go against our duty at this moment. When we are relieved of this duty, we will rush to the front line of the battlefield!"

The young Baron William, not wanting to linger in this hall any longer, said, "Dear Lord Caesto, the goddess is still waiting in the temple for us to escort her back to her quarters, and we must take your leave. ”

"Since you have important business, it is inconvenient for me to stay," said Duke Michod. "Please send sincere greetings to the goddess for me!"

"I'll pass it on for you," Baron William bowed again. "Salute, my lord!" and then hurried out of the empty and ornate hall with the tall knight beside him.

After the figures of Baron William and the Belmont Knight completely disappeared in front of him, the Duke instructed his guardian knight: "Please go to those two mercenaries who have been waiting in the side hall for a long time, maybe they are my honored guests!"

"Yes, my lord!" replied Knight Engel respectfully. (To be continued.) )