The mottled magic lights reflect the circle of nobles in the main hall of the banquet, especially near the glass platform, where there are very few figures, but all of them are the top nobles standing on the top floor of Edalas City.

"Atley, are you saying they want to start a duel in the main hall of the banquet?" Earl Raphael showed a surprised expression. Unexpectedly, the two were so crazy. The duel in front of many nobles was related to their respective faces in the future, and they might even be circulated as a joke.

"Yes, sir, do we want to agree to their request?" asked Housekeeper Atley respectfully. Not long ago, he hurried to report after receiving the news from the waiter that the vassal of Modrian and Baron Emosen were about to make a public duel.

"Why not! I'm a little curious about the result of this duel!" Earl Raphael's old face was filled with a smile, and turned to look at Baron Benny beside him and said, "Benny, that little guy's temper is really similar to Brooke, a little irritable and crazy!"

"I didn't expect Modrian to be so crazy. Maybe he is very confident in his vassal knight!" Baron Benny shook his head. Although he had received news from Baron Emosen before the party, he was not obliged to tell Modrian, who remained neutral.

The many nobles in the main hall of the banquet seemed to have also heard of the duel. The lingering dance music stopped playing, and the people in the middle of the dance floor quickly left, and they whispered to each other, talking about the news they knew.

Soon, the conversation was mixed with words such as Wolf-stealing Jackdaw, Pioneer Knight, Baron Emosen and the vassal knight, and then scattered to the ears of every nobleman.

"It's time for us to make a grand debut, the protagonist of this gorgeous stage play!" Baron Emosen slowly looked at the door of the banquet hall, where a waiter was walking towards him with two vassal knights.

In the city of Edalas, Baron Benny spoke out and did not allow anyone to touch Modrian. He had taken action and was deeply learned. The intelligence system of the Jeffrey family was suppressed by the garrison residence.

But now it is different. This is Harryman Castle. He initiated a fair Cavalier duel, and Modrian agreed, so he can openly test the specific strength of the veteran Cavalier.

"It's Bright Bear, why is he here?" Someone in the distributed aristocratic circle made a puzzled voice, full of confusion.

"It seems that our Baron Emosen has recruited an amazing vassal knight." Lord Whitley looked at the tall and burly knight beside Baron Emosen, and said sarcastically, but the envy in his words was involuntarily revealed.

The palace nobles, unlike the meritorious nobles and the bloodline nobles, cannot attract the favor of the knights even if they have considerable wealth and special rights, because they cannot see the room for promotion. Only some knights who have no hope of breakthroughs or are old and weak will consider the recruitment of the palace nobles.

Bright Bright, a storm, is the leader of a medium-sized mercenary group in Edalas City. He is a powerful senior knight. Many palace nobles and meritorious nobles have tried to recruit him to become a vassal knight, but none of them have succeeded.

Now, the Knight of Bright Bear suddenly became the vassal of Baron Emosen. Lord Whitley didn't believe there was nothing wrong with it. He could only secretly pray that the second son of the Perris family who had never met had a strong enough vassal, otherwise the lost face would be enough to fight the gradually rising momentum of the meritorious nobles.

"Master Modrian." Gregory stood beside Modrian fearlessly. The scene in front of him was just a small scene for him who was born in the Noxus Empire. In his memory, they had slaughtered many so-called royal nobles.

"Do you know the situation?" Modrian asked. After seeing Gregory nodding, a crazy murderous intent appeared in his eyes. He didn't want to be a snake in vain and face the hypocritical nobles.

"I hope you can kill the guy on the other side at the fastest speed!"

In the middle of the dance floor, Butler Atley stood still. He looked at Modrian and Baron Emmosen, and asked in a slightly high tone: "Both, are you ready?"

Modrian and Baron Emmosen nodded at the same time, and the vassals, Gregory and Bright beside them stepped forward. The heavy armor had already been worn, and the sharp weapons were flashing with cold light.

Slap!

Butler Atley clapped his palms, and four mages in exquisite robes walked in from outside, standing on the four corners of the dance floor. Then a mysterious and transparent energy cover surged up, covering Gregory and Bright's figures.

This is the manifestation of the strength of the Harriman family. It was just a duel between knights. Four mages were dispatched to prevent the collision of life energy from accidentally hurting the onlookers and nobles.

Butler Atley looked around Gregory on his right hand, with dark armor on his body, with heavy swords in his hands across his chest, staring at his opponent with cold eyes. On his left hand was Bright, the gray-brown mail wrapped around his burly body, and the huge heavy axe was covered with dry blood.

"Now, the duel begins!"

The next moment, Gregory suddenly burst out like a cheetah, and the scarlet life energy surged in his body was like a turbulent stream. He used heavy swords to cut through the air, making waves of whimpering sounds, piercing his ears.

kill!

Bright's eyes were glaring. He was called the Brutal Bear, but he especially liked the attack of strength. The muscles of his arms were bulging like hills and the huge heavy axe was swinging. He seemed to see the scene of the opponent being torn apart. Among all the knights in Edalas City, no one dared to confront him head-on.

For Bright, this duel was just a deal. He needed an experience note to break through the Knight stage, and Baron Emosen could provide it, let alone a duel in front of so many nobles, which was the scene he had always dreamed of.

However, when the heavy sword and the giant axe attacked each other, the powerful force coming from the opposite side made Bright's face suddenly change. He could feel his arms trembling, and the fear of death spread deep in his soul.

How is this possible? How could that young body contain such terrifying power!?

Bright regretted it, and realized that he had become a victim of the cunning nobles. He wanted to beg for mercy, but he could not make a sound.

Bang!

In the view of everyone in the banquet hall, Brian's heavy axe was slashed away, and then his ferocious head was directly shattered by a heavy sword. Red blood and white slurry flew everywhere. Gregory's body was covered with sputtering meat and blood and brain silica, but it looked so dazzling.

Suddenly, many gentlemen and palace nobles present had seen the bloody scene of the pride and bloody scenes, subconsciously wanted to leave the onlookers, and even the eyes looking at Gregory and Modrian were also filled with terror.

Only the meritorious nobles and blood nobles will perform better, but their faces also have a solemn meaning. The strength shown by Gregory made them pay attention to it, including the second son of the Perris family behind him.

Kill with one blow!

Modrian smiled with surprise and satisfaction. He looked at Baron Emosen, who was stiff next to him, walked slowly to him, staring at the feminine face, but was full of ugly expressions at this moment, and said, "Ha! Is this the Jeffrey family? The Grand Duke of the North? It seems a little... huh? It's a little weak! It seems that the glory of the iron thorn has also declined."

boom!

Suddenly, a greater uproar sounded. The gentlemen and nobles, who had been shocked by the cruel duel scenes, heard Modrian's deliberately amplification, and many nobles showed horror expressions. They were plucking the face of the Jeffrey family openly, and they were mercilessly whipping, ruthlessly, and they were shooting their bows left and right.

He looked at Baron Emosen's extremely distorted face. Modrian had no psychological pressure. Since he left Perris Castle, the Geoffrey family's actions against him have never stopped. Everyone has the limit of patience. Since they have broken up, why should they continue to endure!

"Sorry, everyone, I'm not feeling well, leave first." Modrian bowed to the nobles gathered in the banquet hall and then he strided away, and Gregory followed silently.

Aristocrat? Sorry, it seems that my mentality is still not comparable to these hypocritical people, so I will become the messenger!

The nobles along the way carefully made their way. Judging from their strength and crazy words just now, the second son of the Perris family was extremely irritable.

"Hmph!" Baron Emosen looked around and showed a nobleman who looked at the show and sarcastic gaze. He snorted coldly, and left the banquet hall with an ugly face. But no one saw it. Behind the ugly face there was a smile of conspiracy.

Sexy sex!

A crisp applause came, and Butler Atley stopped the change of the banquet atmosphere at the right time, looked at the aristocrats around him with expressionless expressions, and said indifferently: "Let us applaud such a wonderful duel!"

As his voice fell, the many guests with different expressions below seemed to appreciate the most exciting opera, clapping their hands with a hypocritical smile, and crisp applause continued.

At the same time, the servants in the main banquet hall were cleaning the dirty dance floor, but after a while, they were cleaned up, and then someone danced on it again. Many people even looked red and showed a perverted laugh as if drunk.

................

Not to mention the re-active banquet in Harryman Castle. After Baron Emosen left, he returned directly to his mansion in the noble area, retreated his servants around and entered the hidden dark room in the study.

The pure gray ground is carved with a complex and mysterious hexagram array, with a silver pillar erected in the center, and a fixed crystal ball is placed on it.

Baron Emosen walked gently to the silver pillar, stroked the crystal ball with both hands, and a gentle energy fluctuated, and then the silver pattern of the hexagram array floated up.

"Uncle Emosen, do you have any urgent matters to report?" A delicate and cold voice came from the crystal ball.

"Miss Angela, the things you arranged have been completed. The knights beside Modrian Perris have roughly figured out the strength of the knights, and they have the strength close to the level of the big knight." Baron Emosen said respectfully in a tone.

"Oh? When approaching the Great Knight, it seems that Viscount Brook still feels sorry for this young son. There is no such person beside Kadir." The woman known as Angela said in surprise. "Haha, then the failure of the previous few missions makes sense."

"Sorry, Miss Angela, it was my fault that caused the Jeffrey family to suffer heavy losses. I will obey the Duke's punishment." Baron Emosen had a cold sweat on his forehead and carefully reflected on himself. Then he repeated what happened in the Harriman family, including the recent performance of the nobles in Edalas City and Modrian's last remarks.

"The glory of Iron Thorns? I think he will regret it!" Angela's voice was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the noble young master who had been played with by her would grow up. But it doesn't matter, everything will eventually be destroyed.

"As for those nobles in the palace, I will curate them well after the Glory Festival. What I need to know now is the movements of the Harriman family. Have you ever had contact with His Highness the Great Prince of the Gate of Sorrow?"

"This...I..." Baron Emosen's face looked a little ugly. Edalas City is the base camp of the Harriman family. He is not the son of Count Raphael. How could such information be obtained?

"Waste!" A sharp scolding came from the crystal ball without any sympathy. "I don't know why my grandfather asked you to be the head of intelligence in Edalas City. Judging from your recent information collection, it is a waste of the resources of the Jeffrey family."

"I don't want any accidents to happen to the trip to the Iron Thorn Cavalry Legion. I hope you can perform better, otherwise I don't mind..."

"Don't worry, Miss Angela, I have already arranged staff here, and there is absolutely no problem with the cover work along the way." Baron Emosen said in a quick tone. Although the expression of Miss Angela could not be seen in the crystal ball, the rumors about that person within the Jeffrey family were not very good.

"Hmph, I hope so." Angela's voice gradually disappeared, and the crystal ball began to return to its original state.

It was not until this time that Baron Emosen dared to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and his face was filled with humiliation, but after thinking about the Iron Thorn Cavalry Legion, it eventually disappeared.

It was a cavalry legion led by the Great Knights, and it was a trump legion known as the Stoke Kingdom.

ps1: The four thousand words chapter is a bit tired, and finally this part of the plot is finished, all of which are laying the foundation for the later ones.

ps2: The exam will be tomorrow, and the update may be relatively late. I hope everyone will not mind.
Chapter completed!