Chapter 54 Sigmund III (1)

Sigmund Mirian was sitting on the bench in the hall, taking a swig of the blue dragon flame from the cup.

He didn't usually drink, he always warned himself that alcohol would mess with his thinking, but now he was so upset that he just wanted to drink it all.

The long table was filled with delicacies, including swan meat with tail feathers, roasted mutton, beef and duck, accompanied by sauces in silver bowls, exuding a rich aroma;

The fruit plate was filled with apples, pears, and even grapes and oranges, which were rare in the north. Bread soaked in gravy was scattered randomly around the table, and the waiters brought bowls of almond milk pudding.

There was a lot of noise and noise in the hall, and people from various families gathered around their long tables, as if they had formed their own camps.

The three families, the Perk family, the Zarek family, and the Jagolon family, are closely related. They marry each other and work together, and the entire southern part of the kingdom is under their control.

The flags of the three families were hung together, the red bull of the Perk family, the golden wheat of the Jagoron family, and the three golden wheels of the Zarek family.

"Gold Stone" Leszek Zarek and his stinky copper coins. The Zarek family made a fortune by relying on trade with Hastezha in the south and heavy taxes. By his generation, they were already as rich as the rest of the country.

When his uncle Bartoryk Zarek was selected as the high priest by the priests, he must have used their family's gold. The dukes' king-selection and parliamentary rights seemed not to satisfy the Zarek family, so that they wanted to throw

Spend a lot of money to control religion.

Batorik Zarek is the eye they installed in the Ashes Hall of the Royal Capital. Anything that happens here will be transmitted back to the Pit City by him.

This time Leszek Zarek used 90,000 Viglic gold coins as a gift for his son's marriage proposal. "Gold Stone" is really not stingy with his money. The Korva family can only enter the state treasury with only 20,000 Viglic coins a year.

When the harvest is good, there are only thirty or forty thousand Grich gold coins in a year.

And this money is enough to support Prince Ludomir's black army. Although Sigmund repeatedly advised King Izdor and Ludomir to reduce the establishment of the black army to ease the kingdom's expenses, Ludomir

Mill always objected firmly.

He said that these three thousand black troops are the strength of the Korva family. Without this strength, they would really become a piece of meat on the sword.

But now it's really time for Her Majesty the Queen to be eaten by these people, and this guy is not here. This is her sister's coronation ceremony.

"Lord Sigmund!"

"Hairy Knight" Urban Dolac sat on his right hand with a wine glass in hand.

"Lord Urban." Sigmund responded.

Urban put down his wine glass, grabbed a piece of bread with his hand and took a big bite. He was wearing thick leather and woolen clothes, and his messy beard was covered with various food residues.

Sigmund looked at him, waiting for him to speak, but Urban just continued to devour.

"What's the matter?" Sigmund asked.

While chewing loudly the bread soaked in gravy, Urban put his dirty hands into the fruit bowl and took out a peeled orange.

"Lord Urban?"

The shaggy knight looked at him and ignored him. He swallowed the bread, took a sip of wine, and then stuffed a whole orange into his mouth.

"Urban."

Urban looked at him with wide eyes. Orange juice leaked from his mouth. He raised his head and chewed, and then swallowed everything in his mouth.

"Lord Sigmund." After waiting for a while, the long-haired knight held Sigmund's right arm with his sticky and slippery hands.

Sigmund wanted to pull his arm away, but the hairy knight was stronger than him.

The hairy knight held his right arm tightly and lowered his voice and said seriously: "I need your help, Lord Sigmund."

"Help with what?" Sigmund asked.

The long-haired knight glanced around warily and said quietly: "Tonight, I will avenge Prince Leo."

Sigmund was startled by his words, and he broke away from Urban, "What did you say you were going to do?"

"I will kill Drok Apolion, and maybe take Vigrich Apolion with me, or just kill them all," the shaggy knight replied.

"They are guests of Her Majesty the Queen and allies of Vivalia. We cannot break our oath." Sigmund advised the long-haired knight.

"My only oath is to Her Majesty the Queen," the Shaggy Knight said, "If I can't protect Her Majesty the Queen, then all other oaths are just like shit."

"You are a loyal subordinate, and Her Majesty the Queen also knows that, Master Urban. But please use your brain. Killing them will only set you on fire." Sigmund sighed softly.

"Of course I used my brain! I have been thinking about it for a long time, and my brain hurts from thinking about it!" the long-haired knight emphasized, "Kill Zhuo Ke Apollyon, Her Majesty the Queen will not be threatened by the old man Emperor to marry him

My son."

"After Zhuo Ke, there is Mundy, and after Mundy, there is Allen." Sigmund shook his head, "You can't kill Apollyon, even if you kill them all, Hastza still has a lot.

Apoleon went to succeed them.

What will happen when Hastza's army comes from the south? Our treacherous behavior will give the Dukes another excuse to stand by and watch."

"Alas! What should we do?" the long-haired knight asked anxiously.

"I know you are troubled, and so am I. Vigrych Apollyon caught us off guard." Sigmund patted him on the shoulder, "But we are survivors, we always have been.

"

Perhaps the most suitable choice for Her Majesty the Queen is to marry Zhuo Ke Apollyon. Because of Princess Irena's humiliation and humiliation back then, the Hall of Ashes is today. How to survive is the priority.

"Who do you like in the duel between Marius Jagolon and Konrad Wilk?" The long-haired knight changed the subject, filled his wine glass with a wine flask, and asked gloomily.

Sigmund looked towards the long table of Jagolon's house. Marius Jagolon, the "Dazzling One", was talking and laughing with his young daughter-in-law Katarina. He was taking his time and seemed to be interested in the "Reckless Bear".

Tomorrow's duel is already won. But his brother Jan Jagoron beside him looks worried.

His bright blond hair and handsome face can make countless Vivalian women and men excited. It's no wonder that Katarina seems to be fascinated by him.

"No one expects the 'Dazzling One' to win," Sigmund said, "I hope the 'Reckless Bear' won't make a fatal move."

"You know he never lets his opponents live. That's not his way, and that's not Vivalia's way. Poor little girl from the Perco family. How long have they been married? Two years?

asked the long-haired knight.

"Not yet, it will only be two years until this winter." Sigmund replied.
Chapter completed!