Chapter 864 Announcement

George counted silently. There were a total of ten people on the other side, and they were not higher than the normal ostentation of the royal family—six of them were obviously guards, wearing short robes and leather pants that were easy to move, and they spread out after entering the hall, occupying a few corners.

It's not surprising that the lord has female guards. He only has two in his mansion. He doesn't expect them to be powerful, but to improve the taste, especially when hunting in the wild—whenever he takes off the temptation The leather armor, which is larger than protection, always makes him excited when he presses the opponent into the mud.

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 is carrying around these vases when they're not having fun.

What's more, the appearance of these people looks... It's hard to look directly at.

It's not that George is picky, but that the slightly higher-end bars in Chishui City will not put such a woman in.

His facial features were just ugly, even his skin was extremely rough, and he looked about thirty or forty years old. The wrinkles and dark spots left by the wind and sun almost spread from his forehead to his chin. Although their bodies look fairly well-proportioned after a long period of exercise, as long as you see their faces, you will lose all interest.

Does Roland Wimbledon like this one?

However, when he shifted his gaze to the woman holding the arm next to 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 gemstones, and it was hard to look away when her eyes made contact with her. He had no doubt that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen eyes.

The appearance of this person caused a brief tranquility in the hall, and even the Pearl of the North, Edith Kant, did not have such an effect. If she hadn't gotten too close to the new king, most of the nobles would have swarmed over.

The last two wore veils, as if they didn't want others to know what they looked like.

This kind of attire is not impolite, but it is very rare at banquets - if you don't want to be seen by others, you can choose not to attend, and this kind of attire will attract more attention.

"Would you like a drink?" At this moment Guy came over with two glasses of wine.

"Thank you." He took the wine glass and followed him to a corner of the hall. "Any new discoveries?"

"The woman next to Roland... is a bit weird," the Earl of Sanhe whispered, "Don't you think she is a little too outstanding?"

"You noticed it too?" George touched the God's Stone of Retaliation on his chest, and said calmly, "I guess... she is probably a witch."

"I think so too. If it's a girl from a big family, it's impossible that she hasn't heard of it."

It is not a secret that Roland solicited witches in a big way. Similar news has been circulated from the capital to Chishui. In the beginning, it was just the rats spreading the news. Later, after the capital changed hands and the church was pulled down, 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 incident, but few nobles took the word "recruitment" seriously.

In their view, the role of witches is the same as that of female guards. They are usually kept by their side for viewing, and they can be enjoyed at will when necessary. After all, the appearance of witches is obvious to all. Can't help but take risks.

Just bringing a witch to a feast is incomprehensible.

Is it because the victory along the way made the new king no longer have any worries and let his temper do his best in private life, or did he really treat that woman as...

As soon as the second thought came to mind, it was thrown out of George's mind.

Witches are infertile, and this alone makes it impossible to become a regular wife. Bringing a witch to the banquet should be just a whim of the other party's whim.

But that's fine, when Roland falls into his hands, it will undoubtedly be another excellent "criminal evidence".

To put it lightly, it is a waste of etiquette and treat the noble traditions as nothing, but the point is to insult the female relatives brought by other nobles. Of course, this accusation has little effect on members of the royal family, but to that witch, it is an unforgivable felony. As for how to deal with it, it is up to him to decide.

The Earl of Sanhe obviously also saw his thoughts, grinning and said, "You can't enjoy it all by yourself."

"No one can forget you, old friend," George raised his glass, "I will let you enjoy yourself first."

The two looked at each other for a moment and couldn't help laughing.

The banquet went smoothly. After clinking glasses with the new king, it was time for free activities. The nobles gathered together in groups according to their titles and genders. The men talked about the recent hunting, harvest and affair, and the women exchanged information about which company's silk is the best. Silky, which place has the most luxurious jewelry.

George Nari was also surrounded by many nobles, at least his momentum did not seem to be weaker than that of the lord of Chishui City, and some of the previous wall grasses also moved closer to him, obviously hearing that the new king was going to attack the fiefdom According to rumors, this increased his confidence a lot, even diluting the inexplicable uneasiness he had before.

Yes, time was on his side.

Roland Wimbledon is an outsider after all, and it takes double energy to make any change, and the Panshi family has been here for more than a hundred years, and its time and place are more powerful, while the other party's underestimation and arrogance This was exacerbated - he even felt that now, with the attendants brought by him and the Earl of Three Rivers, plus Leviathan, he could directly win the new king.

But after thinking for a while, George still gave up this idea. After all, the lakeside villa is transparent on all sides, which is not conducive to defending.

Just wait two more days, and the young king will be a bird in a cage.

"Everyone, please be quiet." At this moment, Earl Delta suddenly clapped his hands and focused everyone's attention on the center of the hall. "His Majesty Roland Wimbledon has something to tell everyone."

Is this intended to be a closing speech? George casually put a piece of tender ribs into his mouth, it seemed that the banquet was finally coming to an end.

"First of all, I have to thank the Earl for arranging this sumptuous dinner, and I'm glad to see so many people invited to attend." Roland looked around the hall and said with a smile on his face, "If I remember correctly, the size of the surrounding areas of Chishui City The nobles are almost here, right?"

Seeing the other party's smile, George's heart shuddered, and he came again... That smile without a smile, the corners of the mouth were obviously raised, but there was no emotion at all... What was he thinking?

"Except for the two who are unwell, all the other invitees have arrived, Your Majesty," Delta nodded.

"Very well, I'll take this opportunity to tell you straight," Roland said unhurriedly with his hands behind his back, "Starting today, Chishui City... and all surrounding territories will belong to Graycastle The king—that is mine, and it will not be distributed in the future. In other words..." He paused, "Everyone here, you are no longer hereditary nobles."