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After the manservant left, those guys who just said they couldn't eat started to move with bright eyes. They put on their weapons and armor again in a hurry, and followed their lord, led by the male servant, to the main hall.

Banquets in the north are generally more rough and not so elaborate. The lords of the Black Pearl Valley usually entertain guests in the main hall.

The layout of the main hall is relatively simple, with some colorful flags hanging on the surrounding granite walls, followed by many trophies and game specimens that Lord Bianhe loved. There are some supported knight armors in the surrounding corners, but most of them are fake, made of ordinary iron and very thin.

But it can also be seen that there seems to be no shortage of iron in this territory.

In the middle, there are two horizontal fire pits, around which cooks and servants are roasting wild boar, sheep and deer. In front of the fire pit was the main seat, with George and Garvey sitting here. Down from the fire pit, there are rows of two-seat and three-seat long tables, some of which are now put together.

The knights sat down in order according to their status. Sitting at the front (in the direction of George) were Alexander, Jack and others. These two guys were facing George and directly occupied a three-person long table. The bench that was set up seemed to have been ordered by Baron Garvey. Customized in advance.

On Garvey's side, sat two knights who often followed him. They all took off their armor at this time. After seeing their faces clearly, George found that they all looked somewhat similar to Garvey. One was younger and the other was younger. Older.

After Garvey's introduction, he learned that one of these two people was his brother and the other was his nephew. As for Garvey's three sons, all were killed in the battle, leaving only one daughter - this hot little woman in her twenties, holding a wine bottle, standing on George's side. beside. The red hair and slender waist are very eye-catching.

In addition to these knights, there are also some secretaries, tax collectors, etc., as well as many captains of guards in the territory, and attendants who are related to Garvey (the status of knight attendants is very high, in fact They are the cavalry under the knights, but they often do some servants' work).

The latter were all seated at the back of the main hall, near the door. Some of them seemed to have met George's knights during the day, and started chatting after taking their seats.

These people seemed to have just returned from outside, so none of them had taken off their armor. George noticed that these people were well equipped.

After sitting down, from the side doors at both ends of the fire pit, young women began to carry things and shuttle between the tables. George's knights had all been assigned by Jack, so their hands were very disciplined, but their eyes couldn't help but turn around, especially when they leaned down and pointed their burning eyes at their dishonest faces. When I open my eyes, I can't help but blush and my heart beats wildly.

The only thing that was a bit depressing was that all the guests’ glasses were filled with water—except for George, who “made an exception for drinking today.”

"Sir, these things were brought back from a special hunt a few days ago. Although the food here is limited, no matter how hard it is, the knights cannot suffer."

Baron Garvey explained with some embarrassment.

He had been preparing for today's sumptuous dinner for several days. But after what happened during the day, this situation became a bit embarrassing.

But George's words made the smile appear on his face again. He raised the wine in the wooden cup and said: "Black porridge is a mouthful of rice, and meat is also a mouthful of rice. But those who consume the most physical energy and work hard outside should naturally eat the best food."

After the people below heard this, everyone who was a little cold at first raised their glasses. Although the voice was very messy, there was also some flattery in the words. But my heart felt relieved.

In the south of the Black Pearl Valley, there are actually many livestock. Even now, there are some.

But these livestock are usually used for plowing the land and producing milk. Garvey was usually reluctant to kill. Only when there is going to be a war will the participants be given a meal - before the war it was a meal, but now it is after the war.

As for those who died, naturally they couldn't eat.

But more and more people are taking the initiative to join, because the situation is getting worse and worse.

After Baron Garvey stood up and said something about praising the Holy See and thanking the bishop and the knights for being here, everyone stood up and took a sip of wine. After sitting back on the benches, the main hall began to ring. The sounds of movement and communication.

The appetizers and main ingredients were slowly served, and the bones of the barbecue on the fire pit were gradually peeled off. As the wine glasses became increasingly empty, the scene became more and more lively. Many people began to leave their seats and took the initiative to communicate and praise the Templar Knights. Naturally, the people who received the most care were those from Alexander.

Garvey seemed to intend for his subordinates to have a good relationship with these people. After all, in the subsequent battles, everyone would be on the same team. The knights in the territory are also afraid of these adults from the bottom of their hearts, and naturally they will try their best to please them.

It is fitting that veterans have received this kind of treatment. Looking at the former gentlemen, they are all like grandchildren, saying those flattering things that make people blush. Even if they don't drink, they feel almost drunk.

No one dared to come to the main seat to toast or chat. But there were many people who stood up from their seats and toasted. Moreover, these knights from Banco were very polite and kept time. They let the guests feel their enthusiasm without affecting the conversation of the two adults, let alone making the guests feel bored.

Whenever someone toasted, they would introduce themselves. And Gavi would also interject a few words on the side. After listening to their introductions, George found that he had heard of many of their surnames. It seemed that everyone present was not Gavi's original direct vassal. But they were people who joined him later.

Many of these people were not famous in their original families. But they were all very talkative and capable. It seemed that Gavi was very good at judging people.

As the two people talked more deeply, Gavi gradually realized that George maintained an open attitude towards his territory. It seemed that he was also interested in establishing a good relationship with him. And he was also willing to provide him with some help.

And George gradually understood the real purpose of Gavi's invitation to him in advance.

Food and building relationships are of course one aspect. But the most important thing is that his territory is already in danger.

"My lord, my territory is actually worse than what you have seen."

After slowly relaxing, Baron Gavi gradually led the topic to the real direction.

Everything originated from those "blasphemers" who wandered from the manor.

These blasphemers were once knights with firm hearts. Some were subordinates of Viscount Jeffrey, and some broke into his manor to rescue him.

There are not many of them, but they seem to be invulnerable. And the most terrifying thing is that they bring the source of disaster!

When the blasphemers don't go to an area, the land will gradually wither and the plague will spread.

Gavi sent many people to deal with it, but almost no normal people came back alive-those who were lucky enough to escape back either got a serious illness or completely lost their minds and became a lunatic!

Those who didn't come back would slowly turn into monsters

At first, the blasphemers only occasionally appeared on the edge of the territory. Although these death gods brought fear to the territory, they had not yet arrived.

But now they are getting closer and closer. And the large area of ​​land over there has become a restricted area. In addition to the blasphemers, more and more monsters have begun to occupy there.

If it is not dealt with before winter, then after the next zombie tide, the riverside town will no longer exist.

Baron Gavi thought he could deal with those ordinary monsters. But he thought that only the bishop could deal with those blasphemers and those polluted lands.

Others would die if they just looked at them, let alone touch them.

Legend has it that they would appear in the mist with a painful groan

"My lord, as long as you can keep my people alive, I am willing to do anything." At the end, Baron Gavi almost burst into tears.

It's as if he cares so much about his people