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After chasing for a whole morning, more than a hundred horses were finally caught.

Not until all the horses were harnessed did some knights slowly free their hands and hurriedly began to put on armor and pack their luggage - after all, according to the time of the banquet, it was tonight, and they were a little late.

"These horses are indeed rare and good horses, but they are a little too tall and strong." Baron Gavi rode on a tall horse, waved his long sword, and sighed slightly, as if he felt that something was missing.

The shortest of these horses has a shoulder height of 1.7 meters, and some of them are even more than two meters tall!

Purebred horses will not have this height, but in these years, these unmanaged horses have basically all been crossbred.

To be honest, although tall and strong horses will have certain advantages, if the horses are too tall and strong, the consumption of food and grass will be higher.

For example, the consumption of one horse can feed three horses. Of course, if it is for farm work, it is definitely worthwhile considering the strength and endurance of these horses. But if it is on the battlefield, it is not worth it.

"I think it is still good." George said: "These horses can carry heavier armor, and even iron armor can be put on these horses. This is still very suitable for the mounts of heavy knights to charge."

"You make sense." Baron Gavi nodded: "But I still feel a little sad to see these once purebred BMWs hybridized."

Indeed, each horse here is worth a thousand gold. But if it is mixed, it is not worth the price.

As a noble who loves horses, Gavi and others are very picky about the bloodline of horses.

After hearing Gavi talk about pure blood, George touched his nose and didn't know what to say. He didn't know much about horses, but he knew that purebred horses were more valuable: "But, isn't it also said that hybrids of organisms have more advantages? Well, I heard the theory mentioned by Anthony."

Aji, who had been following the two of them, suddenly interrupted with a smile: "Purebreds have high explosive power, and hybrids have strong endurance. Apart from the market value, they are actually very good - Charlevoix horses are also hybrids. There were no horses with shoulder heights exceeding 1.6 meters before."

George and Gavi nodded, thinking that what Aji said made some sense. Moreover, the parents of these hybrid horses all have extremely excellent and noble bloodlines. If someone manages them well in the future, perhaps they can breed better horses - even these hybrid horses now have many particularly high-quality ones.

"My lord." Gavi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he whispered: "These horses you brought from the south will definitely broaden Countess Elizabeth's horizons this time."

After listening, George raised his eyebrows and couldn't help laughing secretly - the countess would definitely not recognize these horses now.

Training horses is a long-term job and cannot be achieved overnight. So after they were able to temporarily obey, many people slowly stopped their work.

When everyone started to put on armor and pack up to get ready for the journey, George realized that Alexander had not come back.

When he took out the scroll to look at it, he found that the guy was coming back along the lakeside.

Not long after, the tall figure gradually emerged from the mist in the distance.

"I've thought of it!" The guy ran directly to the lord, patted the neck of the sweaty black horse, and said: "It's called Nightmare!"

Looking at the snorting black horse, George raised a thumb to Alexander: "You idiot, you ran all morning just to think of a name?"

"Oh" Alexander touched his forehead: "By the way, look for giants. The horse is a little dirty, and washing the horse with the blood of the giant seems to have a good effect."

"....."

Everyone is looking forward to this winter banquet. Compared with the eastern part of the valley separated by the river, the nobles here are obviously more closely connected with the Earl of Black Pearl.

It can even be said that in this doomsday, she acted as a solid wall between the north and the south, shielding them from wind and rain, allowing them to revel here to their heart's content.

This is completely opposite to George's initial association.

"I heard that those people from the east were also invited this time." "Haha, they are getting bolder and bolder. I heard that the adults wrote a letter in person." "Those poor guys can't even afford a piece of armor, so it's natural that they can't come." "In fact, I don't think it's necessary to find those bumpkins."

In the spacious venue, wine glasses were intertwined, and the nobles were either surrounding the spacious dance floor or standing between seats covered with bright red silk. They gathered in twos and threes, with smiles on their ruddy faces, and kept whispering.

The 1,300 gold and silver hollow lamps of various shapes hanging on the dome and the paintings on the dome were integrated into one in the design of skilled craftsmen. It looks like the bright stars under the gods and between the clouds, illuminating the lights here brilliantly.

The dance floor was covered with a red carpet woven with hundreds of flowers, which looked like a cluster of flowers under the shining dome.

Young nobles, men and women, intertwined together. They stepped on the dance floor with hundreds of flowers in full bloom, and danced happily. The long skirts that fluttered up were like peonies that suddenly bloomed among the flowers, and then bloomed and withered in the blink of an eye.

Upstairs and downstairs, in front of the exquisite mahogany handrails; between the spiral staircases, columns and silk screens. People are everywhere watching, chatting and resting.

White winter does not exist here, because it is always red summer.

The Black Pearl Count seems to be particularly fond of young and beautiful girls, so each of the maids interspersed among the crowd is like a flower blooming in summer. And those noble women are like jewels with different characteristics. They surrounded together and held the mysterious black pearl in their palms.

There is no doubt that everyone loves her. Even those women, as long as they receive an invitation and stay here for one night, will be crazy about her.

But this noble woman who is loved by all things in the world always has a trace of lingering sorrow between her eyebrows. So that those admirers, even if they would rather open their hot chests and give everything in their hearts, can only let this black pearl bloom for a moment.

Perhaps, there is only one person in the world who can make this dusty pearl show its former smile again.

However, she knew that what she was waiting for might be someone she would never wait for again

The priest who once wandered here

More than a hundred knights in full armor and shining in glory, surrounded their great lord in the corridor and hurried forward to the gate on the wall in front.

The iron armor made a collision sound, and servants and guards who tried to stop and persuade the knights kept running over, but they were all pushed aside roughly. There was an ignorant noble who was cursing and rude over there, and he shut his mouth after being hit by an iron hook punch from someone passing by.

With a bang, the closed door of the banquet was finally kicked open by the giant knight. Then the door leaf made a loud bang and hit the wall, like a thunder that suddenly sounded in the venue.

Smoke and dust floated, and the banquet hall with singing and dancing suddenly stopped at this moment.

They opened their mouths wide, looking at the group of knights with divine patterns printed on their heavy armor swarming in with disbelief. They moved roughly, pushing away everyone who stood in their way, and finally stood on both sides of the red carpet with murderous looks, leaning on the long swords at their waists in silence.

Outside the door, the echo of the footsteps of iron boots on the ground gradually came into the door. Three barons and a civil servant dressed as an envoy surrounded a man wearing a luxurious great god robe and slowly entered.

At this moment, all eyes involuntarily gathered on him, slowly following his steps, and gradually stopped.

While looking around, the high priest took the golden silk handkerchief and wiped the blood on his iron fist. It was like looking at a group of prisoners.

Then, he casually threw the handkerchief on the ground, leaving a dirty mark on the carpet where flowers were blooming.

"You, the knights of the kingdom, are so beaming. It seems that I was just the right person to deliver Adeline's conscription order."

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