Chapter 343: It's Difficult to Sheng Ye (1)

April 30.
The atmosphere in Holytown has changed slightly due to the upcoming dinner at the Duke's Mansion, and the variety of carriages on the street has increased significantly. Nobles living around Everta have begun collectively from the manor or outside the city. Come near the city.
This banquet invited all the powerful lords of Everta as much as possible.Because it is a formal banquet, the lords will also bring their wives and children to attend with them, so the number of participants is more than 200, and this is just a nobleman. And the number of family members, if you count the personal soldiers, housekeepers, and servants they carry with them, the number has already exceeded 2,000.
Fortunately, the backyard garden of the Duke's Mansion is large enough, otherwise a banquet of this size can't really be held ... John Butler seconded hundreds of maids, attendants and chefs from all over, and it was only until the start of the banquet. The previous expenditure has already reached the tax revenue of dozens of villages.
The Duke, who has always lived a simple life, suddenly became so extravagant, naturally, not for the sake of "exaggeration"-but as for the ultimate purpose of his behavior, everyone is still guessing.
In the "Pig's Head Bar", while the boss Hook was still confused and not awake, Roddy had simply sorted out his robes, pushed open the dirty wooden door, and pulled the ugly horse. Along the street, walk slowly towards the Ducal Mansion where the nobles are gathering ...
Said to be a "dinner", in fact all preparations have begun a few days ago, and by the early morning of the 30th, nobles and knights began to participate.
The "banquet" in this period actually exists in the "knight" class. Although "," is listed as one of the seven deadly sins by the "Rose Cross" church, these knights with large appetites still generally like to show off by hunting before the banquet. Own force.
Therefore, before the dinner began, a group of knights and barons rode on war horses and took the hounds to the hunting area outside the city of Hollier. In the afternoon, they carried wild boars and wild deer they hunted. We returned to the banquet with rabbits and other food, and took the lead in harvesting the first batch of cheers and applause.
Dozens of open tents have been set up in the quiet back garden. Tables are arranged neatly according to their status. The "dance floor" reserved by the middle area of ​​the banquet venue in accordance with the practice. The band musicians have begun debugging. Musical instrument in hand.
At sunset, the nobles began to enter the venue in gorgeous costumes.
They glanced subtly at the back garden belonging to the largest lord of Everta. Obviously, the banquet had some other meaning in their eyes. However, the "Baroness" and "Viscountess" who followed them were obviously not interested, and their more role was to make their own "vase", with a tailored long skirt and delicate jewelry silently Fighting for Stunning Beauty-Under the hot weather, the white gullies under the low-collared collars have become a scene that the men present will enjoy.
In contrast, the young aristocratic children are much simpler: they do not participate in the conversation between adults, and most of them form a small circle. Because the aristocrats live in their territory for many years, most of the children of the lords It is also a "blind date" here. When the lords were in a fight, the heirs who were just adolescents or underages had already begun contact and temptations with each other, laying the groundwork for more marriages and cooperation in the future.
When night fell and the banquet began, the Duke of Angmar stepped into the venue with a purple robe-such a bland appearance made some intimidated nobles relieved. After all, in the eyes of most nobles, the old man It always seemed extremely strong.
The scene where he firmly established his foothold in Everta more than a decade ago has impressed too many old nobles, but now it seems that the Duke is really ... old.
Although the gray hair was meticulous, the slack skin and wrinkles could not cover the fact that he was old.Due to the damage of the "soul extraction from the potion", Duke Angmar's face looked much older than his actual age. … So when he walked into the conference hall with a slight bow on his back, he seemed to have no last bit of power, only to make him feel like an old man with a dead candle and a dying man.
As the lord of the territory, the Duke of Angmar did not speak rashly impassionedly, but simply delivered a speech and announced the start of the banquet-the venue was huge, it was too difficult to hear one person clearly, so the small-scale communication after the banquet started Is the real highlight.
The servants began to bring the same freshly cooked meat to the table. The outdoor banquet was not like the indoor one, and there was no requirement to always sit at the table to eat all the dinners, so most nobles simply took a few mouthfuls. Then they started to talk in whispers while holding wine glasses ...
"Angmar is old, after all, this time I'm afraid it's a scene he set out to compromise."
"What can you do when you are younger? If you don't accept old people, your son will die, and your daughter will go to church again. Although you can come back, it won't be possible."
"Wellington and Titus? No matter how they want them to come out to support the scene, oh, is this the initiative to show weakness?"
"It wasn't strong at first, so how did you show weakness? The two big knights just supported the scene. They really want to fight. What can two people do?"
"Yes, why didn't Viscount Juan come?"
"Perhaps this is also an attitude. His ideas don't need us to guess now."
The lords didn't talk loudly, but if they listened carefully, most of them were not optimistic about Angmar, and some people even showed hostility naked-but the Duke of Angmar did not hear it at this time. Yes, he was whispering and talking to several lords with a smile, and he couldn't see any extra emotions in his face.
Other nobles knew that the few barons who spoke with Angmar at this time were the only people in Everta who were willing to support him.
However, such a ratio is really pitiful, and it is no wonder that the lords who are accustomed to seeing the wind are standing on the opposite side of Angmar-the Roussillon family has gone, and now it is weak, and instead of letting those resources be used Holding the old man in his hand, it is better to grab it directly from him and run it ...
In their view, no matter how squandered resources are, it is better than the poor support of the border.
The banquet was slowly progressing with the sound of the band's accompaniment, and at the edge of the venue consisting of dozens of tents, Roddy had changed into a dark green dress and stood silently in the shadows, silently glancing at the group ... He was a little discouraged.
With the exception of several Holliday aristocrats who have seen Roddy, almost no one in the entire Everta can confirm his true identity through his appearance, so when slightly lonely, Roddy looks more like a The "popular settlements" with little popularity are excluded from the mainstream circles.
Listening to the conversation between the nobles, the coldness in Roddy's eyes became more apparent, but when he took up the wine glass and tasted the fine fruit wine specially transported from the village of Elsa, the open space beside him But suddenly there were a few footsteps-looking back, he found that the man was a young boy, his mouth was sulking, and he walked one step at a time, obviously aggrieved.
Compared to the lords, these young noble children are obviously not very interested in "". Although 13-year-olds already know a little about the stakes, after all, they have no say in such banquets, so these young The heirs all left their parents in costumes and formed a small circle of themselves, either quarreling or playing, and they didn't care about the situation of Duke Angmar anyway.
Quentin is fourteen years old. After having an unpleasant conversation with several peers, he wants to be alone on the edge of the banquet venue, only to walk around, only to find a young aristocrat standing in front of him.
Said to be aristocracy, only to judge from the other person's clothing. After all, only the aristocracy would participate in this banquet except for the waiter. Quentin naturally regarded the other person as the eldest son of a lord-because Roddy was too young. It was only twenty years old. Apart from Baron Soderol, who was "dead", Everta had not yet such a young lord.
"Distressed?"
Roddy just asked casually, his actual age is almost 28 years old, and he has no interest in those children's ideas at this time, just to make the other party less suspicious.
"It's really annoying, but it has nothing to do with you." Quentin is very temperamental. In fact, it is also a young man's rebellious period. Have you seen it? "
Listening to his pretended questioning, Roddy smiled and shrugged: "The Medici family, from the south of the kingdom, just happened to take a look."
"Midgeki? I haven't heard of it," Quentin shook his head. Although he wanted to pretend to be cold, he couldn't bear to speak, and said, "My name is Quentin, the family of the Flahr ... forget it, said This is also boring. You must know about the Lucifer Fron family, right? The Duke has been bullied by their partners and can't even look up, even taking me to be laughed at by those guys. "
The preceding words are understandable, but the latter sentence surprised Roddy a little: "Why do they laugh at you? You have a relationship with the Duke of Angmar?"
"Of course it matters"
Quentin reached out and trimmed his slightly messy wheat-colored hair, angrily: "My father is the only lord who is willing to support the Duke's Lord. As a result, the Duke's power has fallen. The group of guys have been rushing at the beginning of the meal. I was ridiculous-the stupid pig of Basta also said that when my family broke down, he could go and flush the toilet ... really "
Quentin said an ambiguous slang, obviously meaning rude ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I argue with them, but they are too many people, but they are nothing but a bastard. "
He said as he kicked a wooden flower basket, then immediately remembered that he didn't know Roddy's "stance" and looked up and asked, "Wouldn't you also partner with those guys to oppress the Duke?"
"I have no reason to do this." Roddy looked at the boy who was still a little young, and the anger that had gathered in his heart had dissipated a lot-there were people like Quentin's father, indicating the word "noble" The significance it represents has not been completely rotten.
[I only found out in the morning that I uploaded yesterday but forgot to post it ... depressed, two more tomorrow. 】