449 There is no good feast
After a thousand-year-long war and a state of long-term isolation, the only opportunity for contact is to fight on the battlefield and face each other with swords, and it is conceivable that the relationship between the two sides is definitely not much better.
At the same time, don't expect Southerners to live incognito in Snowton. In addition to the very different accents, the racial differences are also stark. The Snowton is tall and strong, with deeper facial features and a predominantly light blonde and pale yellow hair color. The ethnic composition of the southern countries is much more complicated, such as the round-headed and round-headed Setstians, the broad-jawed and deep-haired Ians, and the feminine and thin Buyadas, all of which have their own characteristics and can be distinguished at a glance.
The Anlan people are ethnically close to the Ians, like Colin has a striking red hair, and if he migrates to Snowton, he will inevitably be harassed by the local natives, and to put it mildly, his life may even be in danger. No one can guarantee that there will be a young man with strong blood who will mistake him for an Ian and secretly retaliate.
Perhaps everyone thinks that this question is really obvious and does not need to be said, so before that, no one reminded Allegri. This also leads to the fact that he has not considered the possible impact of national contradictions at all.
Of course, this can't be blamed for his ill-thought, after all, in Allegri's opinion, these guys have a general name, called "foreigner". Besides, in this world, there are intelligent creatures such as elves and dwarves, and the difference between them is much greater, who has the time to study the subtle differences between human races.
"I see. After a long pause, Allegri nodded, saying that he would add the information provided by Colin to his consideration.
Seeing that he was still frowning and thinking hard, Colin just wanted to leave, but suddenly thought of something. Hurriedly turned around and said, "My lord, there is one more thing ......."
"You say. Allegri came back to his senses and listened.
"Just this morning, a few Snowton nobles sent someone to bring an invitation. Inviting you to the feast," Colin asked, taking out a stack of beautifully decorated invitations, seemingly puzzled, "Could it be that they have already accepted adults?"
Compared to yesterday's closed-door soup, this treatment is simply a world of difference. But Allegri rubbed his temples in distress and sighed, "Since ancient times, there has been no good feast. They are supposed to be trying to test my truth, which is not a good intention, but a sign that they can't hold it anymore. ”
"Yes. Colin echoed, but secretly wondered in his heart, it was just that overnight, his own adults were like a different person, and it was really rare to have such a high political consciousness. A reminder that was originally prepared. Now it seemed that he was not needed, and he hesitated for a moment. He continued to ask, "Then, in my opinion, do you want to go to these invitations, or do you want to find an excuse to refuse?"
"Go, but you can't all go. Allegri replied resignedly, looking at the stack of invitations and asking, "What are these guys?"
"Most of them are counts. But there are also a few marquises, and a viscount. Colin replied immediately, apparently having done his homework beforehand.
"Then pick the one with the highest title and high morality, and as for the others, use it as an excuse to shirk it. Allegri thought for a moment and made his decision.
Peer relations, in the etiquette of the nobility, is also a very important rule. Those with higher titles can take the initiative to associate with those who are lower, but those with lower titles cannot make their own claims, otherwise they will be considered usurped.
Thinking of this, he asked with some curiosity, "By the way, what is the name of the invited viscount?"
In the fifth-class system prevailing on the mainland, the viscount is one rank lower than the earl. According to common sense, unless the other party is his old acquaintance, he can't rush to the door like this, at least he must greet other nobles at the banquet, and make a verbal agreement before he can send a written invitation.
"Yes...... Viscount Davide. Colin hesitated for a moment before replying softly. To be honest, when he first got this invitation, he also confirmed it several times before realizing that he was not old and dizzy.
"Could it be that Snowton, there is another Davide?" Allegri asked subconsciously, he didn't believe that the unreasonable guy yesterday would kindly invite him to the banquet.
"There should be only one," Colin said with some trepidation, asking for his opinion, "Why, do you want to go?"
"Forget it," Allegri waved his hand, although he didn't know what was going on, but the other party must have bad intentions. He had no interest in delivering to his door, and after thinking about it, he commanded,
"Also, you wrote in reply: I was shocked to hear that Your Excellency was grounded in the mansion, Yu Yi was sad, and it was inconvenient to come to the door to disturb him, but the king was also out of good intentions, and the heat in the late spring and summer was getting stronger, and the viscount still didn't want to go out, so as not to fall softly. ”
After noon, the inexplicable roar of last night had already spread.
Some people believe that this is a group of envoys from a certain place, and the Rui beast who paid tribute to the king of Nacini was full of anger when he heard his roar, which was absolutely extraordinary. There are also people who claim that this is the secret weapon prepared by the Empire for the Southern Expedition, which can make the war horses of the Bright Sect collectively incontinent, and the guy who bragged about it even took out his own horse to let everyone see what it was scared of last night.
The rumors became more and more evil, and in the evening, many people actually believed that there was a mysterious army of strange beasts stationed in Beiyuan, otherwise, why did the Praetorian Guards close all the nearby roads and not allow people to peek.
"Don't worry, this army will definitely participate in the parade on the day of the Victory Day celebration," the drunken man in the tavern said in a loud voice, "If they still accept people, I will definitely sign up for the draft." ”
"Come on, you bear-like," mocked a stocky uncle, "they must be the most powerful knights in the army, perhaps more powerful than the Golden Hibiscus." ”
"That group of girls in the south, how can they be the opponents of the Empire," the young man at the table next to him blushed with excitement, "Soon, we Snowton will be able to conquer the entire continent!"
The crowd raised their glasses and gulped down, and the cheers and cheers echoed far away, just like every city, every street, every tavern in the northern land.
Never before has the hope of victory been so close, and the desire for war has been so strong. The predatory nature of the Snowdonians was once again aroused, and they screamed wildly, raised their long knives in their hands like a toast, and rushed to the rich lands of the south.
It's like a hungry wolf, pounced on the fat flock.
As the tide of shadows swept by, the Holy Alliance was at odds, and in front of Snowdon's Iron Knights, it was an undefended pasture.
At least, that's what the wolf thinks. (To be continued......)
PS: (Start the war, can't wait.) )