Chapter 185: Bestowal Ceremony (II)

"Viscount Jar, you still have a big face, and you can actually get a place to attend!"

In the antechamber of Viscount Jar's mansion, five or six people of different shapes and sizes were complimenting, and perhaps, there was a little sour taste of envy in their tones. ○

Viscount Jar's groom was putting on his horse, although the distance was not far, and it would only take ten minutes to walk over, but, as a decent nobleman, it was too much to say that he could not travel in a carriage.

Viscount Carl's newly bought little maid wiped down the carriage over and over again, and every stick of wood was shiny.

As a servant, there must be at least two points of awareness: the first point is to stay away when the noble lord is angry, and the second point is that the noble lord must be diligent when he is in a hurry.

As long as you do these two things well, for those noble lords who are not very demanding, they will already be qualified.

Viscount Jar brushed his meticulously groomed hair with his hands, and the surface almost formed a mirror, bright enough to be used as a mirror, which he specially invited a master to take care of, and even generously rewarded the master with a gold gel.

Last night, when Viscount Carol received the news that he could attend this very meaningful ceremony, his heart stopped beating half a beat, and what followed was an incomparably happy ecstasy.

Everyone knows that as long as you attend this award ceremony, it means that you are close to the Bourbon family, which is a guiding signal.

There was still some time before the ceremony began, so Viscount Karl was not very anxious, he patiently listened to the constant praise of others, and said modest words in his mouth, but he was not proud in his heart, even if these were deliberately flattering words. But Viscount Karl was still willing to listen.

Whether it's listening to others praise good clothes, or good hairstyles, or collecting precious and enviable, or having a tough relationship, please give me a lot of help, whether it's true or false, after listening. At least in a good mood.

When Viscount Gall was just about to leave, a carriage passed by his mansion, and Baron Clark exuded a powerful aura, calmly stepping on the back of the coachman and stepping off the carriage, a brown thin-rooted scepter knocked lightly on the large stone paved road, making a soft "pop" sound.

It is no wonder that Baron Clark was so excited, and the steward who informed him from the city lord's palace clearly told him that he was the only baron to attend the ceremony, and the other nobles were all titles above the rank of viscount. He can be considered a representative of the baron.

And Baron Clark and Baron Carl have a common characteristic, that is, when the thundering Bourbon Canyon was just established, they were the first to take refuge in the past, and now they have settled in this castle, so old Sean invited the two of them.

Don't think that it doesn't make much difference if you join Thunder early or later, maybe it's because of the time. There were many, many nobles who fled to Bourbon Canyon that time, and in fact, even Baron Clark and Viscount Carol arrived half a day earlier than the others. That's different, too, what is a qualification? Old Sean will tell you. That's what qualifications are.

"Sir Clarke, have you been invited?"

Viscount Gall asked, holding an emerald scepter and a jazz hat in his hand, with a smile on his face, while introducing Baron Clark to the little nobles he knew, showing off his connections.

"Yes. It's unbelievable, it's a privilege to be invited, and it's an honour to be here with Viscount Garr. ”

Baron Clarke's unabashed boasting that doing so would not make him fall in price. Because his qualification to attend this award ceremony speaks volumes.

On the other hand, the Marquis of Edward, after some hard work, finally got his wish to attend, and he hurriedly asked the servants to prepare their clothes, which should not only have a little festive atmosphere, but also without a trace of wrinkles.

The Marquis de Edward had recently heard that the Bourbons and the Habsburgs were about to join forces on an expedition under the direction of His Majesty the Emperor, which meant that his position was very awkward, and he was anxious to mend the relationship so that he could live comfortably in the future.

Not far from the City Lord's Mansion, in the courtyard where the sailors were temporarily housed, the sailors who had never participated in this kind of commendation ceremony were still very nervous, arranging each other's well-washed sailor suits.

As soon as they put on this white sailor suit, it means that they are already the private soldiers of the Bourbon family, even if they are small now, all the sailors add up to only a few hundred, however, as the family private soldiers, all kinds of treatment are different.

For example, their lunch is very rich, and everyone can still find large pieces of meat in their bowls, and the accommodation is like being in paradise.

"Silas, is my collar pulled up? ”

"Okay, okay, it's been almost half an hour, don't wake me up, let me continue to bask in the glow of the warm sun......"

"When you move, you should be neat, stand in your own position, and rehearse again, one, two, three, stand upright!"

......

The small-scale award ceremony has not yet been held, but it has involved a lot of people.

Lei Ming and Tutura walked around the City Lord's Mansion for a while before going to the scene of the award ceremony accompanied by Old Sean.

A small red platform, built of neat large wood, on the ground of the large boulders under the platform, with the branches of the branches of the trees lightly scratched a few marks on the stones, all the places where the sailors stood, and then under the command of several squad leaders, standing neatly.

Around the platform, there were also a lot of people around, many of them were small nobles who came to watch the ceremony spontaneously, and there were also people who watched the excitement.

"Look, there's quite a lot of people. ”

Lei Ming said to Tutula with a smile, he looked at Tutula's reaction, he was still a little worried about whether Tutula would have stage fright, and then he saw that the old god Tutula was in the sleeve tube, very leisurely.

It is impossible to expect a goblin merchant to be afraid of crowds?

"Duke of Bourbon!"

"Patriarch!"

"Your Lord!"

"Lord Lord!"

......

As soon as the thunder arrived, all kinds of salutations filled the audience, although it seemed noisy and untidy, but it was still very lively.

The crowd took the initiative to split a road.

When they heard the movement, the sailors waiting to be awarded the medal at the same time straightened their chests and stood straight, each without squinting.

They are standing neatly here, and they have already attracted a lot of attention.

Lei Ming and Tutura climbed three flights of stairs one after the other and walked to the small platform.

Persons such as Viscount Carl, Baron Clark, and Marquis Edward, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately followed in high spirits.

"In recognition of the outstanding performance of the family sailors in naval battles, the family has decided to award an Iron Cross to give encouragement, and the award ceremony will start now!"

The sailors looked excitedly at the stage, standing in the middle of the thunder, beside him, there was a more conspicuous goblin, after the thunder was dressed neatly, in the eyes of the sailors, it felt more majestic.

According to the prior arrangement, the first drain stepped forward and stepped up the steps, and the maid passed the Iron Cross one by one to the nobles who were fortunate enough to be invited.

Lei Ming solemnly pinned an Iron Cross to a sailor.

Tutura, who was next to him, calmly inserted the medal for the sailor who had bent down and was almost half-crouching, and then dragged the Iron Cross neatly with his small hands. (To be continued.) )u