Wells and Mrs. Joyce looked at each other with doubts and wariness about each other in their eyes.
At this moment in Shannon Manor, the power in their hands is evenly matched. Wells, who has four Glory Knights, may be a little stronger, but it is impossible to destroy Mrs. Joyce without paying a considerable price.
It is even said that if Mrs. Joyce is willing to give up everything and give it all, she might be able to die together.
This balance of power makes both parties tacitly accept the current situation. However, if someone from the other party arrives here, then this balance may be broken. If one party has the advantage and the other party is at a disadvantage, the minds of both parties will change.
If the situation is different, the situation will become quite dangerous.
Both Wells and Mrs. Joyce knew in their hearts that that person was not theirs. Could it be the other party... The two of them walked to the window almost at the same time and looked down. The knights on both sides also protected each other.
When he caught his master, he became tense.
Downstairs, clearly distinguished knights from both sides, holding torches, illuminated the entire manor. As the sound of horse hooves came, several of Wells's knights were the first to greet the gate. And Mrs. Joyce's people
, then he pressed the hilt of his sword and watched coldly. The scene was tense and chaotic.
"Get away... don't block the road... little... be careful of me... I'll hit you to death..."
Amidst the commotion at the door, a drunken voice came.
The crowd surged, and the light of burning torches illuminated the four riders in the gap between the swaying figures. The first person was wearing an aqua blue long coat with gold lines and wavy patterns, a white satin ruff collar, and a tight-fitting knee-length dress.
trousers, white stockings and a pair of shiny black high-heeled leather shoes.
Anyone who knows the goods can tell at a glance that this outfit is definitely not an ordinary mass-market product. Both the clothing style and workmanship are of the highest quality. Only a limited number of master tailors in Munich could make it. Not to mention.
Besides, that aqua blue top alone would probably cost hundreds of gold.
Anyone who can wear such clothes is either rich or noble.
Moreover, judging from the appearance and temperament of this man, he is obviously a nobleman. He is about forty years old and handsome. Even though he is drunk, his body is swaying as he sits down with a beautiful Friesian horse.
The horse spins around and moves its hands and feet. It also looks quite noble.
Behind him were two guard knights and a young man who looked like a servant. Seeing that his master broke into someone else's manor and was stared at by dozens of knights, the young man hurriedly pulled the noble man's horse and tried to let him
After leaving the gate, the two knights nervously pulled out their swords and guarded them in front of them.
"What are you pulling me for?" The aristocratic man, who was obviously very drunk, shouted loudly, "Get these country bumpkins to get out of my way and call Alice to see me. Damn it, even if you see me coming, you won't.
Come and greet me. Why are there so many people here today? Is she holding a dance party..."
"Sir," the young servant said urgently, "you are going the wrong way. This is not Miss Alice's manor. Her manor has to be bypassed by the pond in front and past the pasture. Have you forgotten?"
"Nonsense." The noble man yanked his arm away from the hands of a guarding knight, "Don't think I'm drunk. I'm not drunk! I've been here more than a dozen times, how could it be possible?
Wrong move? Even if I go wrong, does Black Pearl also go wrong?"
As he spoke, he leaned over to touch the horse's head.
He was already swaying, and with the pull just now, he could no longer control his balance. At this time, he leaned over to touch the horse's head, and his body suddenly fell to one side and fell under the horse.
The scene was chaotic. Not only did the noble man almost get trampled by the spinning horse, but the young servant holding the horse was also staggered by the neighing and struggling horse. His feet were unsteady and he fell.
On the ground.
Seeing their master fall off his horse, the two knights dismounted in a hurry and tried to help him up.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
In the chaos, the knights under Wells' command had surrounded the four people. The leader, a bearded knight, shouted sharply, while the others pulled out their swords one after another, stimulating their fighting spirit and looking at them with evil intentions.
"Sorry, sorry," a guard knight explained, "my master took the wrong road and entered your village by mistake. We will leave right away."
"Let's go?" The bearded knight gave a ferocious smile and looked at the few investigating guards nearby. After confirming that there were only these four people, he looked around and ordered sternly: "Arrest them all!"
There are too many secrets in Shannon Manor today. And after this night, the city of Munich will usher in a big change tomorrow. If anything goes wrong before then, even Lord Wells will not be able to bear the responsibility.
Get up. Therefore, no matter what happens to these four people, they must be arrested first.
"What are you doing?!" The two guards suddenly pulled out their swords, protected the noble man who fell to the ground and groaned, and said sternly, "We are members of the Auston family! Are you trying to cause trouble for yourself?
?!"
"The Allstons?!"
By the window, the Earl of Wales and Mrs. Joyce frowned slightly.
Although they were in the south, the knowledge of heraldry that a noble had to be exposed to since childhood still made them no stranger to this name.
Among the pedigrees of the imperial aristocracy, the Oston family is a well-established family that belongs to the aristocratic circle of the imperial capital. It rules a vast territory, and also operates several mines and a sizable business group. Its strength is
The imperial aristocracy belongs to the middle and upper class.
There are thousands of nobles in the empire. The current detailed information about this family is not in the minds of Wells and Mrs. Joyce. In addition, they have never had any contact with their family members. Therefore,
Don't know the other party's details.
However, one common sense they know very well is that as local nobles, it is best not to easily provoke any of the old families in the imperial capital.
Regardless of whether the aristocratic man and his guards came here by mistake, at least judging from the coat of arms on the horse ornaments, it was indeed the grizzly bear and antlered deer of the Allston family.
This means that a difficult problem lies ahead.
Wells' face was as dark as water, while Mrs. Joyce's lips curled into a smile.
This is Welles's problem, not hers. On the contrary, in this disappointing and boring night, maybe this can be regarded as a show that can lift the spirits.
It's a pity that there are only four people on the other side, and apart from the negligible young servant, the aristocratic man is also an ordinary person with little strength at first glance, and he probably won't be able to cause too much trouble. Otherwise, you can tell yourself
Maybe...
"Earl of Wells." Mrs. Joyce reached out and smoothed the long hair hanging around her ears, and said with a smile, "The Allston family is not easy to provoke. How are you going to deal with it? Drive them away.
Or should we keep them or even kill them altogether?"
She covered her mouth and said, "This is really a troublesome question. But no matter what you do, I will keep it a secret for you."
Keep a secret?
Wells gritted his teeth and glanced sideways at Mrs. Joyce. It was definitely impossible to drive these four people away. The current Shannon Manor can only be entered but not exited. Unless the dust settles tomorrow, everyone here will
Everyone must be nailed here like nails.
And killing the other party is not a good idea. You must know that I have offended Mrs. Joyce severely today. If I really ordered the killing of these four people, then in less than three days, this woman will
Sell yourself to the angry Allston family.
No matter how stupid Wells is, he will not provoke an enemy who may cause death for the benefit of the Langris family or anyone else.
In the blink of an eye, many thoughts had gone through Wells's mind.
"The visitor is a visitor," Wells smiled slightly, looked down at his men, made a calm gesture, and said to Mrs. Joyce, "Since Madam has already lured Eugene into a trap, why not...
Also invite these gentlemen who accidentally barged in to have a drink together?"
Mrs. Joyce's eyes moved, and she glanced at Wells with a half-smile.
She knew that the old fox wanted to keep these four people here in a gentle way, neither letting them go nor risking a big feud by killing them.
Invite them in first and find out their identities. Whether they broke in by mistake or for some other reason, they are all under the control of Wells. When the time comes, whether he wants to care or kill, he will have time.
.What's more, he also dragged her into the water.
This manor belongs to her, Joyce, and Mrs. Joyce also invited her here. When the Allston family pursues the case, she, Joyce, will also be involved.
But where is such a good thing in this world?
Joyce subconsciously wanted to refuse, but something suddenly came to her mind and she nodded and said, "That's fine, tonight is too boring anyway."
She turned around and waved her hand to a knight beside her: "Invite them in. Be polite."
Soon, the four people at the door were invited into the manor.
The drunken aristocratic man obviously didn't understand what was going on. He was directly helped in by his thin young servant. And his two guarding knights, after seeing the dozens of fully armed knights in the manor,
, and also understood that wanting to take his master away was nothing more than a daydream.
With no choice, they could only escort the noble man into the manor. Along the way, both of them kept their hands on the hilts of their swords, and their eyes were full of worry and wariness.
After three bowls of sobering soup, the drunken aristocratic man opened his eyes.
"Ouch..." As soon as he woke up, he cried out in pain. It was obvious that he fell off his horse and fell badly. After a while, he looked around and said, "Where am I?"
"Sir, are you okay," the young servant said timidly, holding the sober soup bowl, "you took the wrong road and broke into someone else's house."
"Oh? This isn't Miss Alice's manor?" The aristocratic man was stunned, rubbed his head, and his drunken eyes fell on Mrs. Joyce's face. She suddenly lit up and stood up unsteadily.
Li, "I don't know if this beautiful lady is..."
"Lise Joyce." Mrs. Joyce returned the greeting and said with a smile.
This name caused a flash of confusion in the eyes of the noble man, as if he was thinking about something. Then he reacted and said in surprise, "Are you the Marquise Joyce?"
Joyce smiled and nodded gracefully.
"Holy Emperor, it's you. I've been admiring Madam for a long time." The noble man's drunkenness was wiped away. He quickly tidied up his clothes that were stained with dust after falling off the horse, and touched his chest again to greet him, "No.
To think that you are actually standing in front of me now is really...Kate Allston. I extend my sincerest greetings to you, the beautiful Marchioness Joyce. It is my honor to meet you."
"Mr. Auston, you are too polite," Mrs. Joyce returned the greeting and thought for a moment. There was a look of surprise in her eyes, "Kate Auston? You are the one..."
"Are you an unlucky guy who has lost your fighting spirit?" Auston smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that even you, Madam, know about this."
"It's so rude. I just thought of it and said it casually." Mrs. Joyce said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry."
"It's just my bad luck. I have nothing to apologize for," Auston said with a smile. "However, compared to my bad luck, I hope that my good reputation in other aspects can spread so far."
The conversation between the two made the knights in the living room whisper.
Several of them have also heard of this name.
"What?" Wells frowned and asked a knight beside him, "Do you know this person?"
"Yes, Mr. Earl. I have heard of it," the knight lowered his voice and whispered in Wells's ear, "Kate Orston was once a two-star knight of great light. She was a well-known genius.
.However, a few years ago, due to injury, I lost my talent for fighting spirit and became a useless person."
As he spoke, he looked at Auston and sighed, "His actual age should be younger than he looks. It's just that after losing his fighting spirit, people become a little older."
After hearing the knight's words, most of Wells' doubts were removed.
At a critical moment like today, it seems too much of a coincidence that a nobleman, his servants and guard knights came in drunkenly. However, since the other party is really a member of the Oston family, and he is another lost person,
As a noble who has lost his fighting spirit, it seems that he does not need to worry too much.
He has never heard of any relationship between the Oston family and any force in Lulian. Besides, with just the four of them, what else can they do?
Wells was thinking in his mind here, and over there, the aristocratic man and Mrs. Joyce were also chatting with each other.
After joking lightly about his loss of fighting spirit, Auston looked around and asked curiously: "Is this your property, madam?"
Shannon Manor is just a small manor worth no more than five thousand gold coins. If it weren't for the soil here, which is particularly suitable for growing flowers and plants, Joyce's father would never have bought it.
Because Mrs. Joyce almost never comes here, although the decoration of the living room in the manor building is warm and elegant, the space is not large, which is not suitable for the status of Marchioness Joyce. Obviously she noticed this, so,
Alston only asked this question.
At this time, a guard beside him leaned over and whispered a few words in his ear.
As Auston listened, he looked at Mrs. Joyce, his expression getting darker and darker.
"Madam," after the guard knight finished speaking, Auston pondered for a moment, rubbed his temples, and asked, "I heard from my entourage that I was drunk and accidentally broke in here. And madam, it seems that
We are busy with something... that is not convenient for people to know, so you asked your knight to invite us in, right?"
After all, he is a member of an established noble family in the imperial capital and a former great knight of light. Mrs. Joyce, Wells and others discovered that Auston's face became very expressionless after hearing his knight describe the previous situation.
It was so fast. It seemed like it went from a sunny day to a cloudy day with dense clouds.
Apparently, he felt offended after hearing that he had been forcibly invited in.
"Yes and no." Mrs. Joyce glanced at Wells with a smile and said to Allston, "Dear Mr. Allston, although this is my property, I can't make the decision now.
.The one who really invites you to come in is the Earl of Wales next to me."
"Oh?" Auston looked at Wells in surprise.
Giving orders in other people's homes is obviously not in line with the basic courtesy of a nobleman. In particular, the status of the Earl of Wales is much lower than that of a noble Marquis.
Earl of Wales frowned.
Mrs. Joyce continued to fan the flames and said: "The Earl of Wales is very majestic. The knights who surrounded you just now are all from the Earl of Wales. Our people can't speak at all. I'm just afraid of Ossie."
Mr. Dun, you were hurt, so I quickly invited you and your entourage to come in and drink a bowl of sobering soup to make you feel better. As for the rest, there is nothing I can do..."
Mrs. Joyce's eyes flickered, and she glanced from Allston to Wells. "Mr. Wells is the master here. If you have any questions, Mr. Allston, just ask him."
"What a fox!" Wells cursed in his mind.
With just a few words, Mrs. Joyce put a fire on his head. He could tell just from the stunning and admiring look in Alston's eyes towards Joyce that this playboy who knew nothing about heaven and earth would definitely know nothing about it.
He did not hesitate to act as a flower protector and stand up for her.
Sure enough, Auston puffed out his chest, raised his chin arrogantly, looked at him and said, "Earl of Wales, when we first meet, I should say hello to you politely. And as a friendly response, can you give me a
Explain?"
As he spoke, his face darkened, "Although the Allston family is not a wealthy family, Kate, as the third generation grandson of the family, will not sit idly by if I am coerced and insulted by others.
The coat of arms of the grizzly bear and antlered deer should never be covered with dust."
"Mr. Alston, you misunderstood," Wells explained, not wanting to provoke any unexplained hatred for himself. "You were obviously drunk when you came here. I invited you into the manor out of complete good intentions.
Come and take a rest. Besides, you know, Munich is not peaceful now."
"It's not peaceful?" Auston said proudly, "The Phillies are still far south of Medding City. Munich City is heavily guarded. Apart from some desperate refugees and a group of villains who want to take advantage of the situation, I can't see anything.
It’s a sign of unrest. Besides, do you think there is anyone who doesn’t have the foresight to offend the Allston family?”
Although these words have the unique implicitness of aristocratic speech, everyone can hear it. It is almost pointing at Wells's nose and scolding him for being short-sighted.
This Auston is handsome, elegant, gentle and polite. When he is proud, he shows the majesty of a child of an old family.
The smile on Wells' face became a little stiff.
Auston turned a blind eye to the change in his expression and sneered: "Besides, this is Mrs. Joyce's manor. As a distinguished earl, Mr. Wells, when you give orders, you will not continue to do so."
Have you forgotten the manners that even a six-year-old child knows?"
Who does this guy think he is?
Although the other party was a noble from an established family in the imperial capital, Wells still felt that this guy was too arrogant.
If it wasn't that his bodyguard didn't explain his current situation clearly to him, it's that this guy was stupid in the aristocratic circle of the imperial capital and didn't know the heights of the world!
Wells doesn't want to continue to be entangled with this man. This is Lulian. Tonight, he stands at the center of this upcoming storm. No matter what, he will not make any mistakes that may make him regret. As long as he
If we don't kill this guy, when everything is settled, will the Oston family still seek revenge on themselves, who have already made great contributions to the Lanlith family, for a small conflict?
Even if there is some small revenge, I can definitely afford it!
Thinking of this, Wells straightened his back and said coldly: "Mr. Alston, you don't understand the matter between Mrs. Joyce and I, and it's not your turn to judge. All you need to know is that I
I am doing this just for your safety, Mr. Alston. If you are not willing to appreciate it, I have nothing to say. Tonight, I will grieve you to rest here for the night. I will send you off respectfully until tomorrow.
You leave."
As he spoke, he signaled to the knights beside him: "Take Mr. Alston and his entourage to the guest room to rest. For the sake of his safety, you must stay together."
This is a clear indication that Alston and others will be placed under house arrest.
As soon as Auston heard this, his expression changed.
"Earl of Wales," Auston said coldly, "I appreciate your impolite kindness. However, I have an appointment tonight, so I'm afraid I can't stay here."
"Sorry," Wells refused without hesitation, "I can't let you leave. Mr. Alston, you should be a smart man. You should also know that this is an extraordinary period in Munich. To be honest, originally you
Where you want to go has nothing to do with us. However, since you broke in here at this time, you have intervened in a dispute that you should not have intervened in. I am afraid that it is not up to you, sir, to decide whether to go or stay tonight.
Already."
As soon as Wells finished speaking, the knights around him suddenly drew their swords. The atmosphere in the living room was extremely tense for a moment.
Auston narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Wells for a long time. He then turned to look at Mrs. Joyce and the knights beside her who were standing by, shrugged and asked, "As a polite person,
Noble, I must set an example to Mr. Wells and ask for your opinion..."
He bowed slightly: "Madam, what do you mean?"
Mrs. Joyce looked at Auston, her eyes flickering. She was a little confused for a moment whether this man was confident or simply didn't understand the situation.
There are more than 20 justice knights and four glory knights under Wells. With such power, not to mention in this small manor, even walking sideways in Munich, I am afraid that no one would dare to hum.
snort.
As for Auston, even if he was a strong man with the strength of the Great Light Knight, now he is afraid that he cannot even deal with any armed knight. And his three followers, two knights are at most powerful.
Even at the level of justice, that young servant is negligible.
With such a huge gap, what else is there to ask? Could it be that if you allow him to leave, can he really leave?
Thinking of this, Mrs. Joyce felt that things were becoming more and more interesting. Moreover, she even vaguely felt that there seemed to be something hidden in Allston's eyes.
"As a landowner, I naturally obey the wishes of my guests," Mrs. Joyce looked into Auston's deep eyes and said with a smile, "If you are willing to leave, Mr. Auston, then I actually want to come with you."
Let’s go. But I’m afraid Mr. Wells and his knights won’t agree.”
Hearing this, the eyes of Auston and those around him lit up.
A smile gradually appeared on the corner of Auston's mouth. He looked at Mrs. Joyce and said with a smile, "It seems that Madam doesn't like Mr. Wells either."
Mrs. Joyce's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a lot. The strange premonition became stronger and stronger. She looked at Auston seriously and nodded, "Yes!"
The living room suddenly became silent.
Wells's eyes were half-squinted, revealing the cold sharpness of a knife. Mrs. Joyce raised her chin slightly, with no expression on her beautiful face. The knights on both sides tensed their nerves, everyone
The eyes he looked at each other were like those of a ferocious beast seeing its prey.
In this silent space, everyone seems to be able to hear their own heartbeats!
Finally, it was Alston who broke the silence.
This elegant aristocratic man turned his head to Wells with a calm smile on his face: "In that case. Then, now I only have one question left..."
Wells said coldly, "I'm all ears."
Auston said leisurely: "Where is General Eugene?"
Boom! The whole living room was detonated by this question in an instant.
The knights drew out their swords one after another, stimulating their fighting spirit. The battle ring exploded out, shattering the tables, chairs and benches in the living room and scattering sawdust. A strong wind rose from the ground, and the window seemed to be pushed hard by an invisible hand.
Opened, the curtains were blown out of the window and floated high.
The movement in the small building immediately aroused the alert below. The two knights, who originally disliked each other and the atmosphere was tense, drew their swords out of their sheaths almost at the same time. For a while, the only sound of the scabbards being rubbed together was heard, and the knights' cries were heard.
The sound of shouting and the neighing of war horses could be heard all the time.