George counted silently. There were ten people on the other side, and they were not higher than the normal pomp of the royal family. Six of them were obviously guards, wearing short robes and leather pants for easy movement. corner.
It is not surprising that there are female guards under the lord. There are only two of them in his mansion. I don’t expect them to be powerful, but to improve the taste, especially when hunting in the wild. Whenever the temptation is more than protection The leather armor, the moment he pressed the opponent into the mud, always made him full of interest.
But it was strange to bring them to such a formal occasion.
There is an insurmountable gap between women and men in terms of strength, which is determined at birth, so those outstanding guards and knights are basically men. No one would be siding with these vases outside of having fun.
What's more, the looks of these people are so... difficult to look directly at them.
It's not that George is picky, it's just that a slightly upscale Goulan in Chishui City would not put such a woman in there.
The facial features are ugly, and even the skin is extremely rough. He looks like he is in his 30s or 40s. The wrinkles and dark spots left by the wind and the sun almost spread from his forehead to his chin. Although the body looks well-proportioned after a long period of exercise, as long as you see their faces, you will lose all interest.
Could it be that Roland Wimbledon likes this
However, when he turned his gaze to the woman holding hands beside the new king, he immediately rejected his guess.
It was a young woman who was impeccable from any angle. Her lake blue eyes were like penetrating gems, and it was hard to take their eyes off of them. He had no doubt that they were the most beautiful he had ever seen. 's eyes.
The appearance of this person caused a brief silence in the hall, which even the Pearl of the North, Edith Kant, had not caused such an effect. If it weren't for her getting too close to the new king, most of the nobles would have rushed over.
The last two people wore veils and did not seem to want others to know their appearance.
This kind of dress is not to say that it is unethical, but it is very rare at a banquet. If you don't want people to see it, you can choose not to attend. This kind of dress is more attractive.
"Want a glass?" Guy came over at this moment with two glasses of wine.
"Thank you," he took the glass and followed him to the corner of the hall, "Anything new?"
"The woman next to Roland... is a little weird," Earl Sanhe said in a low voice, "Don't you think she's too outstanding?"
"Have you noticed it too?" George touched the Stone of God's Retaliation on his chest and said calmly, "I guess... she's probably a witch."
"I think so too. If it's a woman from a big family, it's impossible that you haven't heard of it at all."
The fact that Roland wanted to recruit witches is not a secret. Similar news has spread from the capital to Chishui. At first, it was just the rats spreading the word. Later, when the capital changed hands and the church was uprooted, the news intensified, and it was no different from straightforward propaganda. The persecution of witches and other things gradually subsided, and no one wanted to annoy the new king who was in the limelight because of this, but few nobles took the word "recruitment" seriously.
In their opinion, the role of witches is the same as that of female guards. They are usually kept by their side to watch, and they can be enjoyed at will when needed. After all, the appearance of witches is obvious to all. Even when the church and Tifeko are severely searched, some people can't help it. Take the risk.
Just bringing the witch to the banquet is incomprehensible.
In the end, it was the victory all the way that made the new king have no worries and let his temper in his private life, or did he really regard the woman as...
As soon as the second thought surfaced, it was forgotten by George.
Witches can't have children, so it's impossible for them to become full-fledged wives. Bringing witches to the banquet should be just the other party's whim.
But that's fine. When Roland falls into his hands, this is undoubtedly an excellent "evidence".
To say lightly is to ignore etiquette, to regard noble traditions as nothing, and to say the point is to insult the female relatives carried by other nobles. Of course, this accusation had little impact on the royal family, but for the witch, it was an unforgivable felony. As for how to deal with it, it is naturally up to him to have the final say.
Earl Sanhe obviously saw what he was thinking, and grinned, "You can't have it all by yourself."
"You can't be forgotten, old friend," George toasted. "I'll make sure you have fun first."
The two looked at each other for a moment and couldn't help laughing.
The banquet went very smoothly. After clinking glasses with the new king, it was free time. The nobles gathered in groups according to their titles and genders. The men talked about the latest hunting, harvest and affair, and the women exchanged which silk was the best. Silky, where is the most luxurious jewelry.
George Narui was surrounded by a lot of nobles. At least he didn't seem to be weaker than the lord of Chishui City, and some of the grasses in the past also moved closer to him. Obviously, he heard that the new king was going to attack the fief. According to rumors, this has increased his confidence a lot, and even the inexplicable uneasiness he had felt before has been diluted a bit.
That's right, time is on his side.
Roland Wimbledon is an outsider after all. If he wants to make any changes, he has to pay twice as much energy. The Panshi family has been here for more than a hundred years. To exacerbate this, he even felt that now, with the attendants he and Earl Mikawa brought, plus Leviathan, he could directly win the new king.
However, after thinking for a while, George gave up this idea. After all, the lakeside villa is transparent on all sides, which is not conducive to defending. If there is an accident during the transfer, it is easy to lose all the previous efforts. It is more appropriate to wait for the other party to enter the castle before starting.
Just wait two more days and the young king will be a bird in a cage.
"Everyone, please be quiet." At this moment, Count Delta suddenly clapped his hands and focused everyone's eyes on the center of the hall, "His Majesty Roland Wimbledon has something to tell everyone."
Is this a closing speech? George put a tender waist rib into his mouth unwillingly, and it seemed that the banquet was finally over.
"First of all, I have to thank the Earl for arranging this sumptuous dinner, and I am very happy to see so many people invited to attend," Roland said with a smile, looking around the hall for a week, "If I remember correctly, the size of the surrounding Chishui City is huge. Almost all the nobles have arrived, right?"
Seeing the other party's smile, George's heart suddenly froze, and he came again... That smile without a smile, the corners of his mouth were raised, but there was no emotion at all... What was he thinking
"Except for the two who are unwell, all the invitees are here, Your Majesty," Delta nodded.
"Very well, I'll take this opportunity to tell you straight," Roland said casually with his hands behind his back, "Starting today, Chishui City... and the surrounding territories will belong to the King of Greycastle. That is what I own, and I won't split it out in the future. In other words..." He paused, "Everyone present, you are no longer hereditary nobles."