Chapter 143 Leave

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In the hall, the ceremony of enfeoffment continued.

The Wangdu Band played celebratory music with a hint of solemnity, and each nobleman stepped forward to listen to the seal, and the scrolls representing the decrees and appointments of the supremacy of the king were distributed to the nobles present in an orderly manner.

"Baron Kaidoqi!" The king's attendant read Baron Kaidoqi's name, and finally it was his turn. The baron took a deep breath, strode out of the nobles' queue, and stood in the middle.

"The army led by Baron Kaidozi has made great achievements in battles such as Gordon Heights Battle, Filmer Grand Canyon Battle, Charlo Reconstruction Battle, Otis City Siege Battle, etc., and is hereby awarded the title of Viscount!" His voice was not loud, but Baron Kaidozi could hear every word clearly.

Resisting the excitement in his heart, Baron Kaidozi calmly ended up with the silk book handed down by the attendant.

This light, silk book carries Baron Kaidoqi's nearly lifelong struggle.

More than half of the nobles present had not been conferred, and King Faustin, who was sitting at the top of the hall, did not show any signs of fatigue. The appointment of all the nobles of Faustin was granted by the king's signature, which was his power and his duty.

Outside the hall, Locke and a group of 'quasi knights' were standing quietly, the sun was directly above their heads, and it was noon.

Drops of sweat fell from his neck, the sun in July was a little poisonous, and Locke silently and quietly ran his grudge.

Despite this, Locke's back was still a little wet, but fortunately, the dress that Grace chose was good, the pure black body and the white cuffs, and this little detail could not be found without looking carefully.

Others are not so lucky. Although they have changed out of their military uniforms and wear aristocratic dresses, their looks are a bit nondescript. Many people's clothes are already wet. There is no way to evaporate all the moisture out of thin air.

When the sun slanted westward, the voice of summoning them finally came from the hall.

Nearly 30 officers entered the hall in an orderly manner under the leadership of their attendants.

It may be because of their military background, they entered the hall with surprisingly consistent steps, and their arms swayed powerfully, giving a visual effect of tigers and tigers.

The king nodded without a trace. Compared with most of the old nobles in the hall, he admired these new nobles more. Drive and vitality are synonymous with these new nobles. The rise of Faustin requires the efforts of these nobles. .

Prince Kensell sat up straight at this time. Among the knights below, a large part of the knights were promoted by him. The addition of these new blood would greatly increase Prince Kensell's right to speak.

Since entering the hall, Locke has looked at his nose and nose, and his intuition has always been accurate. He has felt the gaze of several eyes.

Baron Kaidozi at the corner of the hall, Marquis of Mammon at the front of the nobility, Prince Kensel above the steps, and even their great king.

These gazes stayed for a short while, and soon dissipated. Locke's breath was slowly relieved, and the sweat on his back in these few seconds was more than when he was outside.

People with high power have been in high positions for a long time. No matter what their own strength is, they will always have a pressure on people. Locke has experienced this pressure many times on Baron Kaidoqi. If the previous pressure was a trickle, then now It's like a waterfall.

It is also that Locke's nerves are big enough, and there is no big change in expression from beginning to end.

Or maybe it's too big of a nerve. From the awards to the awards, and finally to the appointment letter to represent the noble title, Locke thought it had just begun, but he didn't expect it to be over.

Holding the silk book in his hand, Locke followed the flow to a banquet hall in the palace.

Tonight, there will be a grand ball and dinner at Faustin Palace.

On the way, most of the surrounding nobles gathered together to chat, and communication was a compulsory course for a qualified noble.

Only the new nobles like Locke had a stiff expression, as if they wanted to blend in with other nobles, but didn't know how to act.

"Locke! Congrats!" Baron Kaidoqi walked to Locke's side and patted Locke's shoulder in congratulations.

"Thank you, Lord Viscount!" Locke's expression softened, and it felt good to meet an acquaintance.

Baron Kaidoqi is no longer a baron. Viscount is his current title. In addition to the title, Baron Kaidoqi also has new territories in two towns in the southwest of the Kingdom of Charlo.

Among the many nobles conferred today, Baron Kaidoqi's harvest is considered to be among the highest.

Locke's "Viscount" made Baron Kaidozi feel good.

"Where's Knight Will?" Locke asked curiously.

Baron Kaidoqi pointed to the front right. Knight Will was chatting and laughing with a group of nobles. It seems that this knight is not as bad at socializing as he appears. Of course, from now on, Knight Will is no longer. Just a knight, Sir Will, his new title.

The lively dinner party did not arouse much interest in Locke. Today, Locke has attended the dinner party several times. Most of the strangeness that used to be out of place has disappeared. As for why he didn't integrate into it, it can only be said that Locke doesn't like it very much.

This is a common problem for all newly promoted aristocrats, because there is only one way to be promoted by military merit in Faustin. All the ancestors of the nobles were originally soldiers in the army. The intrigue among the nobles and the confrontation invisible to the naked eye will take a few years for these 'novices' , decades, or even generations to learn.

Shaking the red wine glass, Locke has nothing to do, leaning on the banquet

A railing at the window of the hall looked at the well-dressed nobles below.

This place is good. Not only is there less people and it is quiet, but it is also on the second floor. Locke can easily see any corner of the hall. The moon and stars are rare outside. Locke feels that he has the potential of a bard, although he can't spit out a decent word. 's poetry.

The king did not appear until some time after the banquet started. This His Majesty must be very old. He rarely participated in this kind of communication between nobles. He only raised his glass and took a sip, and then left with the help of his attendants.

The nobles greeted their King's Majesty with respectful stares.

Although the king left, Prince Kensel and Princess Kent, who came with him, became the focus of the audience.

Prince Kensell is not only young, he is also the heir to the future kingdom. Waves of nobles came forward to toast, and Prince Kensell refused to come.

This noble red wine has a sweet taste and only a small amount of stamina. Even Locke can drink a whole barrel without changing his face, not to mention the more powerful Prince Kensel.

Because tonight's banquet is a relatively official banquet, the nobles did not bring their families, and there were only a few female nobles from the Faustin Kingdom present.

The charming princess of Kent is the focus. This sister from the Marquis of the Likian Union, with the obvious flavor of the southern woman's small family jasper, plus the mature charm of the king's wife, has attracted an unknown number of nobles or Ming Dynasty. or dark eyes.

It's a pity that Angelina didn't come, and Locke lowered his head in disappointment.

There are more than a dozen children of King Faustin. Prince Kensell and Princess Angelina can only be said to be the king's most concerned and favored. Prince Kensell can attend this banquet because he is the actual leader of the Lions Corps. Angie Lina's vacant position as the head of the magician's unit is not qualified enough.

Drinking suffocating wine, Locke's mood has changed from the excitement of being a noble at first to the emptiness and bitterness that is now about to be far away from his relatives.

In half a month, he will leave Faustain and embark on an unknown journey to the Omor Empire. Locke has always been a stable person, and he can't say that he regrets it now. He is just a little hesitant when he is about to leave.

"I hope everything will be better." Locke sighed in a low voice, and then drank the red wine in the glass.

Adjusting his mood, Locke walked into the hall below with a smile on his face. He needed to say hello to the nobles he knew and make friends.

Including Prince Kensell, Marquess of Mammon, Baron Kedozzi, Will Knight, and a few new knights he just met. Locke just found out that Viscount Myerson and his uncle, Earl George, also came to the banquet hall. These people All need him to toast one by one.

People can change, including Locke, who doesn't like socializing, but has to do it.

Everything is for survival.

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