Chapter 12: Welcome ball

The servants greeted the guests invited by the Marshall Knights outside the gates of the castle. These guests were the surrounding lords and the nobles of the Harvest City 100 miles away. From this point of view, the Marshall Knights have a wide range of friends. Of course, this and his family The background is inseparable.
The evening was held in the hall of the castle. Hundreds of huge smoke-free candles lit the entire hall. Red wine transported from the Principality Du Bagang City and the fresh game hunted in the forest behind the castle attracted people's taste buds.
It's getting dark, and the guests in the hall have already arrived. No one will be late for this kind of ball. Compared with the diversity of nighttime leisure activities on the earth, people in this world have very few activities at night. The poor can't afford expensive oil lamps at night, so they rest early. And the activities of the nobles at night are just reading books. The nobles in the city will have the opportunity to listen to opera, but those performances are not available every day.
The cost of holding a dance party is very high. The average aristocracy can only hold one or two such parties a year, and it can no longer bear it.
Abe ’s Bennet Knight leader has never held such a party since he remembered. I do n’t know how the Marshall Knight manages his finances. He should really let the Bennet Knight and Marshall Knight learn financial management, Abel thought so.
Abel is the protagonist of today, so he and the Marshall Cavaliers rested on the second floor of the hall, and waited downstairs, the butler in a black tuxedo, shouted, "Dear Marshall Cavaliers and Master Abel, please."
Everyone's applause sounded, and the Marshall Knight took Abel slowly down the stairs, and he kept nodding to the guests. When the Marshall Knight held up his glass, the atmosphere of the ball reached its peak.
At the ball tonight, Abel did n’t know anyone except the Knight of Marshall. He was under 13 years old, and no lady came to ask him to dance. Abel looked around casually, except for occasional guests. Will say hello to him, he politely returned to the ceremony, there is nothing for him.
"Good luck brunette."
"Yeah, really a lucky guy."
"Why isn't such a good thing?"
"As you look like, you might as well choose me."
At the corner of the ball, several young people were laughing and joking together. They didn't notice that they had approached Abel. When they saw Abel, they were embarrassed for a while, and then a young man in a white dress stood up. Come out, give a salute to Abel and say sorry: "Sorry, we didn't notice your arrival."
"I don't need to apologize, I'm interrupting your conversation." Abel returned a dinner, and calmly replied.
Before coming to Harry Castle, Abel had considered that someone would talk about this, but as a person who is actually 40 years old and two generations old, he didn't take these arguments seriously.
Abel's attitude seemed to welcome the favor of several young people. They led Abel to talk about some interesting things, such as a new jazz lover, what prey someone hit.
The young man in the white gown was Isaac, the eldest son of Baron Victor in Harvest City. Just now he showed great envy to Abel's good fortune and could be adopted by a childless knight.
Isaac's father, Baron Victor, is one of the many jazz in Harvest City. Although these jazz living in the city are rich, most of them are engaged in business because they want to maintain the aristocratic luxury life. It must be based on a large number of gold coins.
Although businessmen are inferior in the eyes of nobles, in order to live, they can only engage in business operations that they despise to earn gold, and the status of the fiefdom lord, even the fiefdom knight, is more important than that of their baron without fiefdom. Higher.
There is no castle without the land, and you can only live in the city. No big house can compare with the freedom of your castle, and the output of the land can have a continuous income to maintain your own life and family, and the funds of the guard.
Abel can understand Isaac's envy, as long as it is not malicious, Abel can tolerate.
A light sip of red wine, listening to a few people talking, and inserting a sentence from time to time makes people feel that he will not be too cold, but not too warm.
At this time, a gloomy glance swept over, and Abel, a fourth-level apprentice knight, caught the malice in his eyes for the first time. He looked at the light with no trace of it, still shaking his wine glass in his hand.
It was a boy with a straight figure and a handsome face. His blond hair was uncluttered. His eyes were too slender and somewhat feminine.
Gently touching Isaac, Abel asked softly, "Who is that?" He swept at the boy with his eyes inadvertently.
"Hey, his name is Daniel, a disgusting fellow." Isaac turned to look at the boy and turned back dismissively.
"What's going on?" Abel asked curiously.
"He is the son of a businessman. His sister is married to Lord Walker in Harvest City. He has also entered the aristocracy, but he is still not satisfied." Isaac said here and looked up at Abel. Then, he said: "He heard that the Marshall Knight had no children, so he asked his sister to help him become the adopted son of the Marshall Knight. His sister had no choice but to ask Lord Walker to find the Marshall Knight, but the Marshall Knight rejected it in person."
Isaac took a sip of wine, as if talking about Daniel's rejection made him feel good: "This thing spread in the aristocracy. Do you know what everyone says?"
Seeing Abel's calm expression, Isaac continued boringly: "Everyone says that Daniel has no self-knowledge, and Lord Walker is very shameless because of this. In fact, Lord Walker didn't want to think about it. The Marshall Knight would accept a businessman Will his son be the heir? Even if he promises, his family will not. "
Speaking of these gossips, Isaac's interest increased greatly, and he uttered everything he knew in one go, and also made Abel understand why Daniel hated himself.
Some can't stand the boring topics of these people. The important things in these young people's mouths are lacy news and gossip. They took a chance and greeted a few people, and Abel went to the bathroom.
The Daniel saw Abel walking towards the bathroom, and he stood up and walked towards the bathroom.
Abel didn't enter the bathroom, just stood near the window near the bathroom, letting the outside wind blow his hot face. Just 12 years old, he drank some red wine, and felt a little bit of wine. After blowing the cold wind, Feeling more comfortable.
Putting the wine glass on the windowsill, Abel reminded himself that his body was still too young to drink wine. He used to know all this when he was a fitness coach, but the atmosphere of the dance just made him forget his age. After doing a self-examination, he decided to stop drinking before he reached adulthood.
As the master of today, it is very rude to leave the ball for a long time. Turning around, when Abel was preparing to return to the hall, a figure rammed at him, almost at the same time as Abel's body He responded, and the powerful fourth-level trainee knight's breath poured from his body. The figure that hit him did not shake him in the slightest after touching his body, but was bounced by the stress of his body. The man flew for three meters in the air, slipped another two meters before falling to the ground, and stopped, falling to the ground motionless.
Someone just saw this scene. It wasn't until the man was bombed out that he knew that something had happened. Someone had come over to look at it.
"It's Daniel." A knight stretched out his hand and turned the person to the ground, and found something.
"Oh my dear Daniel, what's wrong with you?" A young woman in a noble fluffy skirt hurriedly trot over and saw Daniel on the ground, crying out loud.
The master Marshall Knight came to the scene, saw the situation on the ground, and asked Abel, "Abel, what's wrong?"
"I don't know. He hit me, and he flew out like this." Abel opened his hand and made an innocent expression.
The Marshall Knight looked at Daniel on the ground. He did n’t need to think about it and knew what was going on. Abel had just arrived today. He did n’t even know a few people. As the owner of today, he would never try to teach today ’s guests without any reason.
He still remembers the young man, Daniel, because after rejecting this young man's rude request, he was still ridiculed by his friends, but because of Lord Walker's relationship, he did not investigate the matter.
Today, Daniel attacked the heirs of the castle at the ball he hosted. This is not an ordinary move, because as the heir of the castle, Abel already truly has the identity of a noble, and it is a felony to attack the noble in this world, not to mention The attack on the castle's heirs in other people's castles is an act of death.
The Marshall Knight ignored the crying woman, looked back at Lord Walker in the crowd, and said to Lord Walker in a deep voice: "Are you bringing Daniel to my castle today to challenge the Harry family? Or are you preparing Fight me for an honor duel? "
Lord Walker glanced ugly at Daniel on the ground. To be honest, if he knew that Daniel was so brave, he would not dare to bring Daniel here. This time, Daniel also asked to see what kind of person he was. Become the heir of the Marshall Knights.