Kenny bowed his head slightly, looking at the soldier in front of him with a cold look in his eyes, "What, don't you want to live?"

"Sorry, honorable knight, please leave your sword, the manor is guarded by hundreds of guards, it is very safe here, you don't need to worry. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" The guard's words were very cold.

Kenny looked at the guard in front of him and untied the saber from his waist and handed it to him, the guard took the saber with both hands, saluted, and turned away.

Stepping through the majestic main hall gate, a familiar "Gray Ode" drilled into Kenny's ears, the beautiful melody was like a spiritual spring, and with the melancholy characteristic of the Celtic cello, Kenny suddenly missed the city of Karta.

"Sorry, honored guest, tonight is the Mask Ball, please put this mask on if you can. ”

Kenny turned to look at the speaker, a young maid was holding a plate with a dozen feather masks on it, Kenny picked up a black mask and put it on, and turned his head to look at the main hall.

Dozens of rock pillars stood in two rows in the main hall, reaching from the ground to the roof, carved with the patterns of the gods, a huge wax lamp hanging from the top of the center, looking at least dozens of feet high, the upper and lower five layers were filled with beeswax candles, the floor of the hall was covered with a thick pile carpet, much softer than wheat straw, except for the maids who shuttled back and forth in the crowd, there was a row of soldiers in ceremonial clothes standing against the wall around them, and it was obvious that Taylor had made a lot of preparations for this ball.

At this time, there were already hundreds of guests in the main hall, almost all of them wore various feather masks, it was difficult to tell who was Taylor from the costume, most of the young nobles were holding a glass of wine, chatting in groups of threes and twos, they were dressed in fine clothes, and their family coats of arms were pinned to their chests, and they looked very noble.

Kenny grabbed the wine from the servant's plate and walked to a corner by the window, scanning the hall at the crowd.

As the hall grew more and more populous, chatter drowning out the beautiful strings, Kenny drank the wine from his glass and leaned against the window to watch the nobles.

"Knight, my words may be a bit abrupt, wine is not drunk like this, there is a craft beer of oats over there, you can try it. A man wearing a red mask and dressed in a fancy costume appeared next to Kenny and said.

"Hehe, friend, are you taking care of too much?" Kenny smiled and handed the glass to the passing servant, who took the glass and poured Kenny a large glass of wine.

"Well, I'm just looking at you standing here alone and looking for an opening. The man raised his glass and politely asked if Kenny could drink with him.

Kenny raised his glass and took a shallow sip, he closed his eyes, letting the warm liquid stimulate his taste buds repeatedly, and then opened his eyes and said, "This should be this year's new wine, berry blend, moderate sweet and sour, the aroma is barely quite strong, the aftertaste is a little lacking, and the proportion of mulberries is a little more, which makes the wine appear a little more tongue-pressing." ”

The man's eyes widened, he tilted his head slightly to look at Kenny, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I'm sorry, I was really just trying to find an opening statement, absolutely no sarcasm for you, it seems that you are a wine connoisseur, can you take the liberty of asking which army you play in?"

"I'm a friend of the Earl of Norton, from Assyria, and I've just arrived in Nipur today, but he doesn't seem to like me very well, and he doesn't even prepare me dinner, so he throws me at this ball, hehe. Kenny said with a smile.

"That damn old stubborn, I'm sorry I said that to your friend, you must be a famous knight in Assyria, why did you come to Nippur?"

"I joined the Guards at the age of eighteen, and later became the commander of the Guards, but the lord doesn't seem to like me very much, and the other day I offended a nobleman because of something, in fact, I fled to the city of Nippur, and wanted to get an errand from the Earl of Norton, but he doesn't seem to like me very much. ”

"Don't say that, I think you are very capable, although you have just met, but looking at your clothes and the calluses on your tiger's mouth, you must be a swordsman, since you can't go back to Assyria, are you interested in joining the Horn Legion cavalry regiment?"

"Of course, I came here to join Lord Barton's Horn Legion, but today I learned that Lord Barton went hunting. By the way, do you know Captain Taylor?"

"Really?" said the man, taking off the mask from his face, "Reacquaint, my name is Taylor, the head of the Horn Legion, the Cavalry Regiment. ”

Kenny looked at the man in front of him, this guy looked like he was only in his early twenties, his height was about the same as himself, and he was very handsome, it seemed that the guy in the tavern was not lying, and it was estimated that no woman would not like this kind of look.

"You..... Are you sure you're not kidding me?" Kenny asked, looking at the man suspiciously.

"Of course, tomorrow morning, I will be waiting for you at the legion station west of the city. Taylor raised his glass to Kenny.

Kenny raised his glass and took a sip, "It's really the favor of God Namu, it looks like I'm in the right place for this ball tonight, haha!"

"Hehe, bad luck doesn't always haunt the same person, enjoy it, there will be a roast sheep's trotters unique to Nipur City, I hope you like it." Taylor finished walking towards the noisy aristocratic crowd.

Looking at Taylor's back as he left, Kenny drank the wine from his glass and walked towards the main hall gate.

Brown sat in the carriage and looked up at the night sky, a somewhat deliberate cough came from a distance, and he saw Kenny come out of the main hall and immediately drove the carriage to Kenny's side.

"You're not going to be kicked out so soon, are you?" Brown looked at Kenny with some concern.

Kenny strapped his saber back to his waist and stepped into the carriage and patted Brown on the shoulder. "I'll pay you when I get to the inn, so let's go. ”

Two tall stallions neighed, and Brown's carriage slowly left Taylor's estate.

On the way back to the inn, Brown looked back curiously, "My lord, can you tell me why you are attending this ball?"

"A friendly reminder to you, if you talk too much, you may have your head cut off by a sharp sword. Kenny said in a tone that Brown had just said.

"Hey, don't do that, I'm just curious to ask, how can I say that I also helped you, I thought we were already friends!"

"Alright, shut your mouth, will you ask for a gold coin for a friend to help?" Kenny said dissatisfied.

After a while, the carriage came to a halt at the inn, and Kenny pulled a gold coin out of his pocket and handed it to Brown, "I hope you don't get cut into eight pieces by the owner of the carriage, I don't want the sun to rise tomorrow and see your head hanging on the wall." ”

Brown took the coin and bit it to his mouth, stuffing it into his pocket satisfied, he turned his head and smiled at Kenny, shaking the reins and disappearing into the night.

Kenny turned and walked into the inn, asked for a most luxurious room, and fell asleep on a fluffy goose down cushion.