Winter City.
When Earl Evan walked into the dining room against the twilight of the morning sun, he saw that Shalia had already finished her breakfast and was wiping the corners of her mouth.
"Good morning, Sally, why are you dressed so formally today?"
Shalia is wearing a red off-the-shoulder long dress today, her hair is coiled up high, and a string of sapphire necklaces hangs on her slender and fair neck, looking graceful, luxurious and glamorous.
She smiled at Earl Evan and said, "Good morning, Evan, I am going to visit the Duke of St. Hilde at Lion's Roar Castle today."
Earl Evan frowned slightly.
Seeing this, Shalia immediately said: "I know you don't want to disturb the St. Hilde family, but I don't want to go on searching like this. After all, this is the northern border. If there are no members of the St. Hilde family Help, it is impossible for us to find the whereabouts of my father."
Earl Evan sat down at the long table, on which a sumptuous breakfast was already laid out. He wrapped the napkin around his chest and said with a smile:
"Well, since you have made up your mind, I will accompany you later."
Shalia was stunned for a while, thinking that Earl Evan would refute her, but she didn't expect the other party to agree without saying anything.
Seeing his fiancée's astonished expression, Earl Evan smiled slightly and said, "I just want to remind you that the St. Hilde family may not be willing to do us this favor.
What's more, even if they wanted to, they might not be able to track the itinerary of a paladin. "
"I understand, but I have to try." Shalia pursed her lips, her eyes determined.
Earl Evan stopped persuading him and began to enjoy the breakfast in front of him.
Shalia also stopped talking, and looked down at the hollow pattern on the tablecloth, lost in thought.
The restaurant was quiet again, only the sound of the knife and fork touching the plate.
But not long after, the tranquility was interrupted by the sound of footsteps.
"My lord, there is a Weber knight outside asking to see you."
Earl Evan frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, but still nodded to the attendant and said: "Please come in and take him to the parlor, I will go there later."
"yes!"
Afterwards, Earl Evan speeded up, quickly ate the beef pie, drank a few mouthfuls of milk, put down the knife and fork, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said to Shalia:
"I'll go see Knight Weber first, and then accompany you to Lion's Roar Castle."
Shalia smiled gently, nodded and said, "Okay."
Earl Evan got up and left the dining room, and walked quickly to the living room, but he was stunned as soon as he entered the door.
"Lord Earl!" Knight Weber immediately stood up and saluted, and at the same time, a short figure beside him also stood up and saluted.
But Earl Evan stared at the short figure, frowned and said, "Master Joyce, you shouldn't have come to my place."
Earl Evan's indifferent gaze and words made Joyce a little at a loss. He opened his mouth and said aggrievedly: "My lord, if I had other ways, I wouldn't have come to you."
Knight Weber also quickly chimed in: "Don't worry, Earl, we were very careful when we came out and didn't disturb anyone. Besides, they probably don't know that you live here, right?"
Earl Evan sneered, and sighed: "This is Winter City, do you really think we can hide Earl Angelet's every move?"
But then, he waved his hand again, and said helplessly, "Forget it, since you're here, why don't you tell me what happened?"
Joyce breathed a sigh of relief, and hastily described what happened in the Onyx Manor in detail.
He kept emphasizing his innocence, and Prince Harrison was setting him up for everything.
Earl Evan listened quietly, sighed again, and said, "Joyce, if you didn't run back to Winter City overnight, you might still have a chance to argue. But now, hehe, your escape behavior will only be confirmed. I have a guilty conscience, and then...just wait for my reputation to be ruined."
"What... what? But I didn't do anything at all?"
"In that case, why are you running?" Earl Evan asked coldly.
"But...but..." Joyce opened his mouth wide, and he hesitated for a long time before he could say anything.
The disappointment in Earl Evan's eyes could no longer be concealed, knowing that this Joyce was now completely useless.
So, he completely lost the desire to talk to Joyce, turned around and was about to leave.
Seeing this, Joyce hurriedly walked a few steps to Earl Evan, grabbed his sleeve, and begged: "Earl Evan, you must help me find a way! Don't worry, as long as I can marry Princess Judy, I will definitely repay your kindness..."
Earl Evan sneered, ignoring Joyce who was still dreaming, flicked his sleeves, and strode away.
Joyce turned his head mournfully and looked at Knight Weber.
But Knight Weber had nothing to do at this time. Earl Evan's attitude was too firm, and Weber knew that no matter how much he persuaded him, it would be useless.
At this moment, he couldn't help being extremely disappointed in the third son of the Duke in front of him.
"Master Joyce, let's go back."
Knight Weber had no choice but to lead the distraught Joyce back to Lion's Roar Castle.
After sending Joyce back to the room, Knight Webb was thinking about whether to go to Arnold to discuss countermeasures, when he saw a team of guards blocking his way.
"Knight Weber, Earl Angelet please."
"Earl Angelet?" Knight Weber's heart jumped, "He's back?"
"Yes, the Earl is waiting for you in the study now, please!"
Knight Weber suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and came down to the study surrounded by guards.
"Please sit down, Knight Weber." Colin seemed to be writing something. Seeing Weber coming in, he just looked up and ordered casually.
Colin's attitude was very kind, which relieved Knight Weber a little, and he sat down on the sofa.
After waiting for about five minutes, Colin finally finished writing what was in his hand, got up and walked slowly to Weber.
Weber quickly stood up, and asked respectfully, "My lord, what do you want from me?"
Colin said with a smile: "I've been busy recently, and I haven't asked you. Are you still used to staying in Winter City during this time?"
"Of course I'm used to it. I was also born here, and I didn't move to Yulong City until I was eight years old. But deep down, I have always regarded myself as a northern knight."
"Well, that's good." Colin seemed relieved, then took out a gold dagger from his waist and handed it to Weber.
Knight Weber took the dagger and asked suspiciously, "Master Earl, what do you mean?"
"Do you know this dagger?"
"I know." Weber nodded, "This is a symbol of the authority of the Guardians of the North."
Colin smiled and said, "As the guardian of the northern border, do I have the right to order you, a knight of the northern border?"
"certainly."
"That's good." The smile on Colin's face became brighter, "I will order you now to cut off my left little finger."
"What... what?" Knight Weber froze on the spot, looking at Colin in disbelief.
But Ke Lin asked back with a smile: "Didn't hear clearly? Do you need me to repeat it?"
It was only then that Knight Weber felt cold all over, realizing that Colin wasn't joking.
"Why?" Weber asked in a difficult tone.
The smile on Ke Lin's face remained unchanged, and he asked lightly, "Don't you know the reason?"
Weber opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a rebuttal.
He never expected that Colin's retaliation would come so quickly and without concealment.
However, Weber found that he had no way to resist.
In terms of authority, Colin, as the guardian of the northern border, does have the right to control Knight Weber.
In terms of strength, Knight Weber also clearly remembered that when he was in Yulong City, Colin only used one move to defeat him.
Only then did he realize that in front of this young earl, he had no room to resist at all.
With the golden dagger in his hand, it seemed that with a slight thrust forward, it could penetrate the chest of the seemingly defenseless earl.
However, Knight Weber did not dare.
"Knight Weber, do you have any doubts about my order?" The smile on Colin's face narrowed, and his tone became cold.
Wei Bo only felt that he was immediately stared at by a terrifying gaze, and the trembling from the bottom of his heart made him dare not delay any longer. He gritted his teeth and drew out the golden dagger.
Chi!
Amidst the suppressed grunt, a severed finger fell on the white wool carpet, and the bright red blood fell like little petals.
Colin nodded in satisfaction, picked up the severed finger himself, handed it to Weber, and said:
"You send this truncated finger to Consul Sebastian, and write down the reasons for the matter yourself."
Knight Weber tightly covered the wound on his left hand, trembling with pain, but still respectfully replied:
"yes!"
Afterwards, Colin ignored him and sat back behind the desk.
Knight Weber put the blood-stained gold dagger on the corner of the table, saluted respectfully, and then left the study as if fleeing.
(end of this chapter)