Servants greeted the guests invited by Knight Marshall outside the gate of the castle. These guests were the surrounding lords and the nobles of Harvest City 100 miles away. From this point of view, Knight Marshall had a wide range of friends. Of course, this had nothing to do with his family. The background is inseparable.
The party was held in the hall of the castle. Hundreds of huge smokeless candles lit up the entire hall. The red wine shipped from Bagang City, the capital of the Principality, and the fresh game hunted in the forest behind the castle attracted people's taste buds.
It is already dark, and all the guests have arrived in the hall. No one will be late for this kind of dance. Compared with the variety of nighttime leisure activities on Earth, people in this world have very few activities at night. The poor could not afford to light expensive oil lamps at night, so they went to bed very early. The activities of the nobles in the evening were just reading books. The nobles in the city would have the opportunity to listen to operas, but those performances did not happen every day.
The cost of holding a ball is very high. The average noble can only hold one or two such parties a year, and they cannot afford any more.
Abel's Knights of Bennett had never held such a party since he could remember. He didn't know how Knight Marshall managed money. Knight Bennett and Knight Marshall should really learn how to manage money, Abel thought.
Abel was the protagonist today, so he and Knight Marshall rested together on the second floor of the hall until the butler Lindsay, who was downstairs in a black tuxedo, shouted loudly: "Please honor Knight Marshall and Master Abel."
Everyone applauded, and Knight Marshall led Abel slowly down the stairs. He kept nodding to the guests. When Knight Marshall raised his glass, the atmosphere of the ball reached its peak.
At tonight's dance, Abel didn't know anyone except the Knight Marshall, and he was less than 13 years old, and no ladies came to ask him to dance. When Abel was free, he looked around, except for the occasional guest. I would say hello to him, and he would politely return the greeting, so nothing would happen to him.
"Lucky brunette."
"Yeah, what a lucky guy."
"Why don't I share in such a good thing?"
"With your looks, you might as well choose me."
In a corner of the dance, several young people were talking and laughing together. They did not notice that they had approached Abel. When they saw Abel, they felt awkward for a while, and then a young man in a white dress stood up. He came out, gave Abel an evening salute, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, we didn't notice your arrival."
"No need to apologize, I disturbed your conversation." Abel returned the evening salute and replied calmly.
Before coming to Harry Castle, Abel had already considered that some people would talk about this matter, but as a man who was actually 40 years old and had lived two lives, he didn't take these discussions to heart.
Abel's attitude seemed to win the favor of several young people. They pulled Abel together to talk about some interesting stories, such as a certain knight having a new lover, what kind of prey someone had hunted, etc.
The young man in the white dress is Isaac, the eldest son of Baron Victor of Harvest City. Just now he showed that he was very envious of Abel's good luck and was able to be adopted by a knight who had no heirs.
Isaac's father, Baron Victor, is one of the many knights in Harvest City. Although these knights living in the city live a prosperous life, most of them are engaged in business activities because they have to maintain the luxurious life of the nobles. , it must be based on a large amount of gold coins.
Although merchants are inferior people in the eyes of nobles, in order to survive, they can only earn gold coins by engaging in business operations that they despise. The status of fief lords and even fief knights is higher than that of barons without fiefs. Higher.
Without a fief, there is no castle. You can only live in the city. No matter how big the house is, it cannot compare with the freedom of your own castle. The output of the fief can provide continuous income to support yourself and your family, as well as the funds of the guard.
Abel could also understand Isaac's envy. As long as there was no malice, Abel could tolerate it.
He took a gentle sip of red wine and listened to the conversations of several people, interjecting words from time to time to make people feel that he was not too cold, but not too enthusiastic.
At this time, a sinister gaze swept over, and Abel, who was already a fourth-level trainee knight, immediately caught the malice in his gaze. He looked at it with his peripheral vision without any trace, still shaking his wine glass gently in his hand.
He was a young man, tall and tall, handsome in appearance, with blond hair neatly combed, but his eyes were too slender, making him look a bit feminine.
After touching Isaac lightly, Abel asked softly: "Who is that?" As he spoke, he glanced at the young man with his eyes casually.
"His name is Daniel, a disgusting guy." Isaac turned his head and glanced at the young man, then turned back disdainfully and replied.
"What's going on?" Abel asked curiously.
"He is the son of a merchant. His sister married Lord Walker of Harvest City. He also joined the aristocratic circle, but he is still not satisfied with this." After Isaac said this, he looked up at Abel , and then said: "He heard that Knight Marshall had no heirs, so he asked his sister to help him become the adopted son of Knight Marshall. His sister had no choice but to ask Lord Walker to find Knight Marshall, but Knight Marshall refused in person."
Isaac took a sip of wine, as if talking about Daniel's rejection made him feel better: "This matter has spread in the aristocratic circle, do you know what everyone said?"
Seeing Abel's calm expression, Isaac continued boringly: "Everyone said that Daniel has no self-awareness, and Lord Walker was also very embarrassed because of this matter. In fact, Lord Walker did not even think about it, Knight Marshall would accept a businessman. Will his son be the heir? Even if he agrees, his family will not agree. "
When talking about these gossips, Isaac's interest greatly increased and he told everything he knew in one breath, which also made Abel understand the reason why Daniel hated him.
Some of them couldn't stand the boring topics of these people. The important things these young people talked about were trivial tidbits and gossip. After finding a chance to greet a few people, Abel walked to the bathroom.
When Daniel saw Abel walking towards the bathroom, he stood up and walked towards the bathroom.
Abel did not go into the bathroom, but just stood near the window of the bathroom, letting the wind outside blow against his somewhat heated face. His 12-year-old body just drank some red wine and felt a little bit of the alcohol. 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 knew all these principles when he was a fitness instructor, but the atmosphere of the dance just now made him forget his age. After self-examination, he decided not to drink again until he became an adult.
As the host today, it is very rude to leave the dance party for a long time. Turning around, Abel was about to return to the hall when a figure bumped into him. Almost at the same time as he was hit, Abel's body After reacting, the powerful aura of a fourth-level trainee knight surged out of his body. The figure that bumped into him did not shake him at all after touching his body, but was bounced out by the stress of his body. The man flew three meters in the air. When he fell to the ground, he slid another two meters before stopping. He fell to the ground motionless.
Someone happened to see this scene. It wasn't until the man was ejected that he knew something had happened. Someone had already come over to check.
"It's Daniel." A knight reached out and turned the fallen man around, and said with discovery.
"Oh my god, dear Daniel, what's wrong with you?" A young woman wearing a noble fluffy skirt trotted over in a hurry and cried out when she saw Daniel on the ground.
As the master, Knight Marshall came to the scene, saw the situation on the ground, and asked Abel: "Abel, what's going on?"
"I don't know either. He bumped into me and flew out like this." Abel opened his hand to show his innocence.
Knight Marshall looked at Daniel on the ground. He knew what was going on without thinking too much. Abel had just arrived today and didn't even know a few people. As today's host, he would never teach today's guests a lesson without reason.
And he still remembered Daniel, a young man, because after rejecting the young man's rude request, he was ridiculed by his friends, but because of Lord Walker's relationship, he did not pursue the matter.
Today Daniel actually attacked the heir of the castle at the ball he held. This is no longer an ordinary move, because as the heir of the castle, Abel has truly acquired the status of a noble, and attacking a noble is a felony in this world, let alone in this world. Attacking the heir of a castle in someone else's castle is an act of seeking death no matter how you look at it.
Knight Marshall ignored the still 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 provoke the Harry family? Or are you preparing to do so?" Have an honorary duel with me for our respective honors?”
Lord Walker glanced at Daniel on the ground with an ugly expression. To be honest, if he knew that Daniel was so courageous, he would not dare to bring Daniel here even if he was killed. This time, Daniel also begged to come and see what kind of person he was. Became the heir to the Marshall Knight.