Chapter 12 The Welcome Ball

The servants greeted the guests invited by Knight Marshall outside the gate of the castle. These guests were the surrounding lords and the nobles of Harvest City 100 miles away. From this point of view, Knight Marshall made more friends. Of course, this is related to his family. The background is inseparable.

The party was held in the hall of the castle. Hundreds of huge smokeless candles lit up the entire hall. The red wine brought from the capital city of Bagang and the fresh game hunted in the forest behind the castle attracted people's taste buds.

It was already dark, and the guests in the hall had already arrived. No one would be late for this kind of dance. Compared with the diversity of nighttime leisure activities on Earth, people in this world had very few activities at night. The poor cannot afford expensive oil lamps at night, so they rest early. And the nobles' activities at night are just reading books. The nobles in the city will have the opportunity to listen to operas, but those performances are not every day.

The cost of holding a dance party is very large, and the average noble can only hold one or two such parties a year, and no more can be afforded.

Abel's Knight Bennett leader has never held such a party since he can remember. He doesn't know how Knight Marshall manages his money. He really should let Knight Bennett and Knight Marshall learn how to manage money well, Abel thought.

Abel is the protagonist of today, so he rested on the second floor of the hall with Knight Marshall, and waited until the butler Lindsay in a black tuxedo downstairs shouted: "Please respect Knight Marshall and Master Abel."

Everyone's applause sounded, and the Marshall Knight led Abel down the stairs slowly, and he kept nodding to the guests. And the atmosphere at the ball reached its zenith when Marshall Knight lifted his glass.

At the dance tonight, Abel didn't know anyone except Marshall Knight, and he was only under 13 years old, and no lady came to invite him to dance. Abel, who was free, looked around, except for occasional guests. I will say hello to him, and he will politely return the greeting, and there will be nothing to him.

"Lucky brunette."

"Yeah, what a lucky guy."

"How can such a good thing not be my share."

"If you look like you, you might as well choose me."

In the corner of the dance, several young people were talking and laughing together. They did not notice that they had approached Abel. When they saw Abel, they were embarrassed for a while, and then a young man in a white dress stood up. Came out, gave Abel a dinner gift, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, we didn't notice your arrival."

"No need to apologize, it's me who disturbed your conversation." Abel replied with a calm expression.

Before coming to Harry Castle, Abel had already considered that someone would talk about it, but as a person who was already 40 years old and had lived for two generations, he didn't take these discussions to heart.

Abel's attitude seemed to win the favor of several young people. They took Abel and talked about some anecdotes, such as a certain jazz having a new lover, what prey someone hit, and so on.

The young man in the white dress is Isaac, the eldest son of Baron Victor of Harvest City. He just showed that he was very envious of Abel's good luck and was able to be adopted by a childless fief knight.

Isaac's father, Baron Victor, is one of the many knights in Harvest City. Although these knights living in the city are rich, most of them are engaged in business activities, because they want to maintain the luxurious life of the nobles. , it must be based on a large amount of gold coins.

Although merchants are inferior in the eyes of nobles, in order to live, they can only earn gold coins by engaging in business operations that they despise, and the status of fief lords, even fief knights, is higher than that of barons without fiefs higher.

Without a fief, there is no castle. You can only live in a city. No matter how big a house is, it cannot compare to the freedom of your own castle.

The output of the fief can have continuous income to support themselves and their families, as well as the funds of the guards.

For Isaac's envy, Abel can also understand, as long as there is no malice, Abel can tolerate.

He took a light sip of red wine, listened to the conversation of several people, and added a sentence from time to time, making people feel that he would not be too cold, but not too enthusiastic.

At this time, a gloomy gaze swept over, and Abel, who was already a fourth-level apprentice knight, was caught by the maliciousness in his eyes for a while. He looked at it without a trace, still shaking his glass in his hand.

It was a young man with a tall and straight body, handsome in appearance, and his blond hair was neatly combed, but his eyes were too slender and feminine.

Touching Isaac lightly, Abel asked softly, "Who is that?" He glanced at the boy with his eyes carelessly.

"He, his name is Daniel, a disgusting guy." Isaac turned his head to glance at the boy, and replied disdainfully.

"What's the matter?" Abel asked curiously.

"He is the son of a merchant, his sister married Lord Walker in Harvest City, and he joined the aristocratic circle, but he is still not satisfied." Isaac said here, looked up at Ya Bo, then said: "He heard that Knight Marshall had no heirs, so he asked his sister to help him become the adopted son of Knight Marshall. His sister had no choice but to ask Lord Walker to find Knight Marshall, but Knight Marshall refused in person."

Isaac took a sip of wine, as if talking about Daniel's rejection made him feel good: "This matter has spread in the aristocratic circle, do you know what everyone said?"

Seeing Abel's calm expression, Isaac continued boringly: "Everyone says that Daniel has no self-knowledge, and Lord Walker is also very shameless because of this. In fact, Lord Walker doesn't even think about it, Marshall Knight will accept a businessman. Is the son coming to be the heir? Even if he agrees, his family will not agree."

Speaking of these gossips, Isaac's interest increased greatly, and he said everything he knew in one breath, and also let Abel understand the reason why Daniel hated him.

Some can't stand the boring topics of these people. The important things in these young people's mouths are all lace news and gossip that don't count. After taking a chance and greeting a few people, Abel walked to the bathroom.

The Daniel saw Abel walking towards the bathroom, and also stood up and walked to the bathroom.

Abel didn't go into the bathroom, he just stood at the window near the bathroom and let the wind blow his somewhat hot face. The 12-year-old body drank some red wine, and felt a little bit of alcohol. Feel a little more comfortable.

Putting the wine glass on the windowsill, Abel reminded himself that his body was still too young to drink wine. He knew these principles when he was a fitness coach before, but the atmosphere of the dance party just now made him forget his age. After doing self-examination, he decided to stop drinking alcohol before he became an adult.

As today's host, it would be very rude to leave the dance party for a long time. Turning around, Abel was about to return to the hall when a figure bumped into him. Almost at the same time, Abel's body hit him. He responded, and the powerful fourth-level apprentice knight aura gushed out from his body. After the figure that hit him touched his body, it didn't shake him in the slightest, but was bounced out by the stress of his body. The man flew three meters in the air, and when he fell to the ground, he slid another two meters before stopping, and fell to the ground motionless.

Someone happened to see this scene, and it was not until the person was ejected that they knew something had happened, and someone had already come over to check.

"It's Daniel." A knight reached out his hand to turn the fallen man around and said something.

"My God, dear Daniel, what's wrong with you?" A young woman in a puffy aristocratic skirt hurried over and cried out when she saw Daniel on the ground.

Marshall Knight, the master, came to the scene, saw the situation on the ground, and asked Abel, "Abel, what's wrong?"

"I don't know. He hit me and flew out like this." Abel opened his hand and made an innocent expression.

Knight Marshall looked at Daniel on the ground. He didn't need to think about it. He knew what happened. Abel just arrived today, and he didn't even know a few people. As today's host, he would never teach today's guests a lesson for no reason.

He still remembered Daniel, because after rejecting the young man's rude request, he was laughed at by his friends, but because of Lord Walker's relationship, he did not pursue this matter.

Today, Daniel actually attacked the heir of the castle at the ball he held. This is not an ordinary move, because as the heir of the castle, Abel has truly acquired the status of a noble, and attacking a noble in this world is a felony, not to mention Attacking the heir of the castle in someone else's castle is an act of courting death no matter what.

The Marshall Knight ignored the woman who was still crying, looked back at Lord Walker in the crowd, and said to Lord Walker in a deep voice: "Did you bring Daniel to my castle today to provoke the Harry family? Or are you ready to provoke the Harry family? A duel of honor with me for each other's honor?"

Lord Walker glanced at Daniel on the ground with an ugly face. To be honest, if he knew that Daniel was so daring, he would not dare to bring Daniel here. This time, Daniel begged to see what kind of person he was. Became the heir to the Marshall Knights.