Shortly after returning to the inn, Ronan waited for the soldiers who had returned from the Lord's Castle.

He was also followed by a middle-aged man in the black suit of a housekeeper.

"Your Excellency, my lord wishes you to become the new Baron of the Cold Wind, and in order to welcome you to your visit, he has also held a banquet waiting for you."

The butler's expression was sincere, and he was followed by a carriage, waiting to arrive.

Ronan smiled in response, and when he saw the size of the carriage, he only called White to go with him.

After closing the wooden door and isolating himself from the outside world, White finally couldn't hold back the emotions he wanted to vent, and his face was full of anger:

"My lord, the lord here doesn't take you seriously, and he only sends a butler over and uses the lowest carriage to pick you up!"

"Relax and control your emotions."

Feeling the bump under him after the wheels turned, Ronan didn't care.

After he came out, in order to avoid trouble, he always used the surname of his mother, the Orange family.

Although it was also a family of counts, the territory was located in the bay in the eastern part of the kingdom, and the main powers were distributed at sea.

In addition, the Orange family is related to the Duke of the Angry Lion of the Northern Lion Principality, so they have always kept a low profile in the kingdom and deliberately shrunk the family power.

As a result, the House of Orange was not well known in other parts of the kingdom, and the common nobles rarely heard of it.

Viscount Péques, who was located in the remote part of the Northern Province, apparently did not know about it, and showed great contempt for his arrival.

Otherwise, at least one member of the family should be sent to greet him, rather than having the butler carry an inferior carriage, which is the configuration for ordinary knights.

There were quirks about the party, at least not for himself, Ronan was sure.

The visit letter I submitted told me that the time of the visit was tomorrow.

As a result, Viscount Pex sent someone to pick him up now.

Just received a notification and can hold a banquet in the next second?

Even the richest nobles in Triumph City don't have this kind of efficiency, so they really don't need a little preparation time.

I'm afraid that I have already prepared for the banquet, and when I heard that I was coming, I just brought him on by the way.

After some time, Ronan and the two of them stepped out of the carriage and entered the castle under the guidance of the butler.

In Triumph, in addition to religious dinners held in churches, nobles often had to bathe and change their clothes before attending the banquet.

There is a special dress for this banquet only, and when the banquet is over, it also means that the dress will be abandoned.

Attending multiple banquets in the same dress is often seen as disrespectful to the host.

Black Rock City didn't seem to have this custom, and Ronan was taken straight to the banquet hall.

In the center of the hall are two long tables filled with food, fruit and wine, and the occasional maid serves the delicacies to the guests.

The floor is covered with gray granite, and the walls on either side are lined with display shelves made of pine wood, on which are supported the pelts of various wild animals.

The top of the pure white winter wolf skin is connected to the head of the wolf with baring teeth, which is fierce and hideous; The supple white fox fur is surrounded by a circle, small and delicate; The grey and white reindeer skin with the high antlers is vivid.

One of the most striking is the white bear specimen in the center of the hall, which stands more than seven meters tall.

Even though he is dead, just a layer of fur supported by a bracket inside, this former tundra overlord is still terrifying.

Men with wine glasses gather around the bears, while delicate ladies and ladies roam among the furs and let out crisp laughter.

When Ronan walked into the hall with White, it didn't attract much attention.

He was also happy to be snubbed by the host of the banquet, watching the special banquet atmosphere in the border area.

After walking around, Ronan, who didn't find the owner here, tried to integrate into the communication circle of the surrounding nobles, but unfortunately the topic of the two sides could not be contacted.

Ronan spread his hands and chose a corner with interest to taste the local food.

Fortunately, in addition to White who was following behind, there was another unsociable guest with him.

"Ronan Orange, the new baron of the Coldwind Lord, is a pleasure to meet Mademoiselle here."

After wiping the slight oiliness of his fingers with a white silk scarf, he stretched out his hand to the girl in front of him.

Looking at the face of a young man of her own age, the girl stepped forward and wanted to leave, but after hearing his words, she finally chose to stop where she was.

After a while, she cautiously reached out and shook it.

"Hello."

After the girl shook hands, she immediately took it back and continued to lean against the wall without saying a word.

Don't seem to be in a good mood?

Ronan didn't pay much attention because the protagonist of the banquet appeared.

The surroundings gradually quieted down, and everyone's eyes turned to the staircase connecting to the second floor, and a person was slowly walking above it.

Ronan knew that this was the lord of Blackstone City, the Viscount of Pex.

Just looking at the state of him when he walked down, he suddenly felt puzzled.

His steps were vain, his face was blue, he lacked ruddyness, and his eyes revealed sleepiness.

How did he feel that this viscount was somehow - overindulgent?

It wasn't until Ronan saw the woman who came down with him that he was able to understand the other party's situation somewhat.

The woman looked to be in her early twenties, wearing a black polygon dress with a corseted waist, a slender waist, a plump chest, and curls that hung down to her waist showed a bright red, and her delicate cheeks revealed a seductive charm.

Judging from the fact that she was holding the arm of Viscount Pex, there was no lack of intimate contact, it was the mistress here.

It's just that judging from the age, I'm afraid it's not the original match.

If memory serves, this viscount is already in his early fifties, and his temples have turned white, and he still has such interest.

"It's an honor for you to be here for this event."

Despite his poor spirits, Viscount Pex greeted his guests with a smile on his face.

"Regarding the theme of this banquet, I believe everyone has already understood it in advance. It was for my lovely daughter, Casanna, the pearl of Black Rock City, to choose a young talent to be her husband. ”

Finding that the eyes of the people around him were all directed towards his position, Ronan knew that it had nothing to do with him.

He followed his gaze and looked behind him, and the girl, who had been leaning against the wall and could no longer retreat, had somehow hid behind him, bowing her head and not daring to make a sound.

So the one next to him is Casanna, the daughter of Viscount Pex.

Facing the hostility in the eyes of many men of school age not far away, Ronan smiled back with a friendly smile.

According to the laws of the kingdom, women also have the right to inherit.

Ronan recalled, and didn't get out of the way.