April 30th.

The atmosphere of Hollier City has changed slightly due to the upcoming dinner at the Duke's Mansion. There are a significant increase in various carriages on the street. The nobles living everywhere in Iversa have begun to collectively come from the manors outside the city or nearby cities.

This banquet invited all the lords who were slightly more powerful in Everta. Because it was a formal banquet, the lords would also attend with their wives and children, so the number of participants exceeded 200, and this was just a simple number of nobles and family members. If the private soldiers they carried with them, the number of housekeepers and servants had already exceeded 2,000.

Fortunately, the back garden of the Duke's Mansion was large enough, otherwise the banquet of this size would not be held just by holding it... Butler John seconded hundreds of maids, servants and chefs from all over the place, and the expenses that were just before the banquet began were worthy of the taxes in dozens of villages.

The Duke, who has always lived a simple life, suddenly became so extravagant, naturally not for the sake of simply "showing off his wealth" - but as for the ultimate purpose of his behavior, everyone is still speculating.

In the "Pig Head Bar", when the boss Hook was still in a daze and not yet awake, Roddy had simply tidied up his cloth robe, pushed open the dirty wooden door, led the ugly pack horse, and walked along the street towards the Duke's mansion where the nobles were gathering...

It was said to be a "dinner", but in fact everything was ready since a few days ago, and on the morning of the 30th, nobles and knights began to participate.

The "banquets" during this period are actually generally found in the "knight" class. Although "Taotie" is listed as one of the seven deadly sins by the "Rose Cross" church, these knights with great appetites still generally like to show off their force through hunting before the banquet.

Therefore, before the dinner began, a group of knights and barons rode war horses and took their hunting dogs to the hunting area outside Hollier. In the afternoon, they returned to the banquet with their wild boars, wild deer, rabbits and other foods they hunted, and were the first to harvest the first batch of cheers and applause.

The quiet back garden has dozens of open tents, and the dining tables are arranged neatly according to the status level. The "dance floor" is left in the middle of the banquet venue according to the usual "dance floor". The musicians of the band next to them have begun to debug the instruments in their hands.

As sunset, the nobles began to enter the venue in gorgeous costumes.

Their expressions subtly scanned the back garden of the largest lord of Everta. Obviously, this banquet had some different meanings in their eyes. However, the "Baoness" and "Visnesses" who followed them were obviously not very interested in **********. Their more function was to make their own "vases" and silently compete for beauty with well-tailored long skirts and exquisite jewelry. In the slightly hot weather, the white ravines under the low-cut collars had become a landscape that the men present were happy to appreciate.

In contrast, the children of young nobles seem to be much simpler: they did not participate in the conversation between adults, and most of them formed small circles. Because the nobles lived in their own territory all year round, it was a "blind date" for most of the lords' children to come here. When the lord was intrigue, the inheritors who had just become adults or underage had already begun to contact and test each other, laying the groundwork for more marriages and cooperation in the future.

When night fell and the banquet began, Duke Angma entered the venue in a purple robe. This dull appearance made the worried nobles breathe inexplicably relieved. After all, in the eyes of most nobles, the old man seemed to have always been extremely strong.

The scene of him gaining a foothold in Everta more than ten years ago has left a deep impression on too many old nobles, but now it seems that this duke is really... old.

Although his gray hair was meticulously taken care of, his loose skin and wrinkles could not conceal the fact that he was old. Because of the damage of the "soul extraction potion", Duke Angma's face looked much older than his actual age... So when he arched his back slightly and walked into the venue with slow pace, he seemed to have no power as he had back then, and only made people feel that he was a tranquil old man who was about to die.

As the lord of the territory, Duke Angma did not speak any nonsense passionately, but simply gave a speech and announced the beginning of the banquet-the venue was huge, and it was too difficult to hear someone clearly speak, so the small-scale communication after the banquet was the real highlight.

The servants began to bring the freshly roasted meat to the dining table. The outdoor banquet was not like the indoors, and there was no requirement to always sit at the table and eat all the meals. Therefore, after a few simple bites, most nobles held their glasses and started talking quietly...

"Angma is old after all, and this time it's probably the scene he has put on to compromise."

"What can you do if you are so powerful when you are young? You can't accept your old age. Your son died and your daughter entered the church again. Although you can come back, you will never be able to become a great person after all."

"Where is Wellington and Titus? No matter how you have to come out and support the scene, haha, is this just showing weakness on your own initiative?"

"I'm not strong at first, so why do you say that you are weak? Those two big knights are just supporting the scene. If you really want to fight, what can you do if you are strong?"

"By the way, why didn't Viscount Juan come?"

"Maybe this is also an attitude. Now we don't have to guess his ideas."

The lords' conversation was not loud, but if they listened carefully, most of them were not optimistic about Angma, and some people had even shown hostility nakedly - but the Duke of Angma seemed to have not heard it at this time, and was talking to several lords with smiles, and there was no unnecessary emotion in their faces.

The other nobles knew that the barons who spoke with Angma at this time were the only people who were willing to support him.

However, such a proportion is really pitiful. It is no wonder that the lords who are used to changing their powers are standing opposite Angma - the Luciferon family is out of their way and now they are ineffective. Instead of letting those resources be held in the hands of this old man, it is better to snatch them from him and manage them well...

In their opinion, no matter how squandered the resources, it is better to support the border with military force today.

The banquet slowly took place with the band's accompaniment, and on the edge of the venue composed of dozens of tents, Roddy had already changed into a dark green dress, stood silently in the shadows, silently scanning the group of guys who were a little disheartened.

Except for the few nobles in Hollier City who had seen Roddy, almost no one in Everta can confirm his true identity through his appearance. Therefore, when Roddy, who was slightly withdrawn, looked more like a "descendant" with little popularity and was excluded from the mainstream circle.

Listening to the vague conversations of the nobles, the coldness in Roddy's eyes became more and more obvious. However, just as he picked up the wine glass and tasted the fine fruit wine specially transported from Elsa Village, some footsteps suddenly came from the open space beside him. Turning back, he found that the person came was an old boy, and the other party was pouting with anger, and he stomped his steps and stomped his steps as he walked, obviously feeling wronged.

Compared with the lords, these young noble children were obviously not very interested in "******". Although the thirteen or fourteen-year-old children already knew some interests, they did not have the least amount of talk at such a banquet. So these young heirs left their parents who were dressed up and formed small circles themselves, either quarreling or playing. Anyway, they didn't have to care about the situation of Duke Angma.

Quentin is fourteen years old. After having an unpleasant conversation with several peers, he wanted to be alone on the edge of the banquet venue. But as he walked, he realized that there was a young noble standing in front of him.

It is said that he is a nobleman, but he only judges from the other party's clothes. After all, except for the waiter, only the nobleman will attend the banquet. Quentin naturally regarded the other party as the eldest son of a certain lord - because Roddy was too young and was only twenty years old to die. Apart from the "dead" Baron Soder, Everta did not have such a young lord.

"Are you upset?"

Roddy just asked casually, his actual age was about twenty-eight years old and he had no interest in the children's ideas. His remarks at this time were just to prevent the other party from becoming suspicious.

"It's really annoying, but it has nothing to do with you." Quentin has a very bad temper. In fact, it is also a unique problem in the rebellious period of young people. But at least he remembers to find out the background of the family in front of him: "Which family do you belong to? Have you never seen it before?"

Listening to his pretended question, Roddy smiled and shrugged, "The Mediki family, who came from the south of the Kingdom, just happened to come and take a look."

"Medic? I haven't heard of it," Quentin shook his head. Although he wanted to pretend to be cold, he still couldn't help but complain. He said, "My name is Quentin, from the Flaal family... Forget it, it's meaningless to say this. You must know the affairs of the Russiflon family, right? The duke has been bullied by them and cannot raise his head. Even with me, I will be ridiculed by those guys."

The previous words are understandable, but the latter sentence surprised Roddy: "Why do they laugh at you? Do you have anything to do with Duke Angma?"

"Of course it's relevant!"

Quentin reached out and tidied his slightly chaotic wheat-colored hair and said angrily: "My father is the only lord who is willing to support the Duke. As a result, the Duke's power has declined. Those guys have been sarcastic at me since the beginning of their meal - Basta's stupid pig said that when my family is ruined, I can go and clean the toilet for him... It's really ***!"

Quentin said a vague slang, which obviously had a very rude meaning.

"I argued with them, but there were too many of them, and I couldn't say it at all. What a gang of bastards!"

He said as he kicked the wooden flower basket, then he remembered that he didn't know Roddy's "stance" and looked up and asked, "You won't be working with those guys to oppress the Duke, right?"

"I have no reason to do this." Roddy looked at the boy with a somewhat tender face in front of him, and the anger that had originally gathered in his heart dissipated a lot - the existence of people like Quentin's father shows that the meaning of the word "noble" has not yet been completely rotten.
Chapter completed!