Chapter Eleven: A Grand Feast

  In a room of the duke's mansion, candlelight shines brightly.

  Ye Feng angrily took off his armor piece by piece. He couldn't believe the navy's gang of bastards had such a big attitude, putting on a face like they were their saviors, and the welcoming ceremony had been going on for half a day.

  And he had to stand in the scorching sun for so long wearing this heavy armor, he even suspected that all the oil on his body had been evaporated by that damned sun.

  Eura kept circling around him, looking east and west. Curious baby asked non-stop questions.

  "What is this monster painted on it?" Oola asked, tugging at the triangular flag on her long spear.

  "Dragon. Eastern dragon." He struggled to undo the cuff on his arm, which Orla had tied into a stubborn knot last night while helping him into his armor.

  "What about these two patterns?"

  "That's a magic symbol that can increase your attack power by 120%." Ye Feng glanced at the two simplified Chinese characters he had added purely for kicks. He continued, "In our place, people who possess these two symbols have extremely strong combat power. With just two or three people carrying a few one-foot-long soft sticks, they can chase away a large group of thugs, making them run wildly and cry out in pain."

  "Really?" Oola was overjoyed and immediately pulled the war flag off the spearhead, saying: "I must have someone sew these two words onto our flag."

  Ye Feng glanced at him lightly, shrugged and said, "Do as you please."

  If he had known that Euler would later embroider those two characters on the banner of the Blood Dragon Cavalry, which would shake the world, he might have chosen a different name and not written "Chengguan".

  However, that was only a possibility. Because later he formed two iron-blooded legions with simplified character flags. One legion attacked the city and broke the camp, leaving no stone unturned. The other legion was like copper walls and iron walls, unmoving as a mountain.

  A pleasant music sound came, Oola heard the sound and stood up, ran to the window and looked out for a few eyes. Said: "You hurry up, the banquet is about to begin. The old man even specially invited the Maple Forest Song and Dance Troupe. It's said that they are all beautiful women who can sing and dance well."

  "I get it." Ye Feng looked at the dead knot with some annoyance and pulled out a dagger from his boot.

  But when he finished his bath and changed into new clothes and came to the hall, he found that the banquet had already started for some time.

  The hall was brightly lit and crowded with people.

  Countless well-dressed and oily-faced guys emerged from somewhere, gathered together to loudly discuss the battle during the day. Each one spoke vividly, spitting flying saliva.

  Next to it was an orchestra playing lively music, and on one side of the wall were placed a row of large tables, which were filled with all kinds of delicious food. The neatly dressed waiters held trays full of fine wine and shuttled back and forth in the crowd, so that these adults could use them at any time.

  Euler looked at those elegant and refined gentlemen, curled his lip and said in a low voice: "These bastards, where did they hide during the battle? Nowhere to be found. But now they're all coming out one after another."

  Ye Feng didn't care about any of that, he just ate a bit before the fight, and it had been almost a whole day since he'd last eaten. So as soon as he came in, his eyes were completely drawn to the delicious food on the table.

  He walked to the table, picked up a plate, selected several dishes that looked good, filled the plate to the brim. Then he found a quiet place and ate with relish.

  Orra walked over with a gloomy face and said, "You still have the mood to eat. Those bastards are exaggerating, as if they were the ones who won this battle. It's infuriating."

  Ye Feng picked up a piece of mutton and threw it into his mouth, chewing for half a day, feeling that it was not quite ripe, and the salt was put too much like it was free.

  He frowned and spat to one side, saying: "Your chef isn't very good, daring to come out with such poor craftsmanship."

  Ouyang shouted: "What did I just say? Did you hear me?"

  Although Ye Feng didn't know who Oola was referring to, nothing is new under the sun. This kind of intrigue and plotting wasn't something he encountered for the first time either.

  He shrugged and said indifferently: "I've heard that, isn't it better that way."

  "Better... even better?"

  "You're still just a kid." Ye Feng sighed and said, "It's better if they take all the credit for themselves."

  Ou La blinked her pure and innocent eyes, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

  Ye Feng glanced around, making sure no one was paying attention, and secretly poured all the lamb chops from his plate into a nearby flower pot. He then continued to say: "The pirates haven't been eliminated, they've just been chased away. The more those guys brag about their achievements, the more likely it is that they'll be the ones to deal with the pirates in the future. Can you count on them to eliminate the pirates?"

  Oler thought for a moment and said decisively: "Of course not. They are all a bunch of idiots."

  Ye Feng smiled gloomily and said, "That's even better. After they lose the battle, you can find an excuse to ransack their homes. At worst, you can use the pretext of their failure in suppressing bandits to fine them. Turn them from fat men into thin men, and from thin men into beggars. Make them spit out everything they've eaten."

  Ouyang looked at him steadily for a long time before saying: "You really are sinister."

  Ye Feng stretched out his hand and punched him heavily on the chest, saying: "What's with the sinister talk? Can't you use a more pleasant word? Follow me and there will be things for you to learn in the future. But speaking of which, your build isn't that big, but your pectoral muscles are quite developed."

  Oola let out a cold snort and rubbed her chest for half a day.

  A fanfare of welcome sounded. The herald at the entrance loudly proclaimed: "Imperial Diman Sea Navy Third Fleet Lieutenant General Commander, Lord Posus, arriving."

  A young man wearing a white general's uniform with a golden star on his shoulder appeared at the door with several attendants, and the hall was in an uproar. The crowd rushed to the door, eager to catch a glimpse of the great savior who had rescued them from the pirates.

  As for Ye Feng, that outsider who had no troops under his command, no backing, and no money, was like a scarecrow in the eyes of these dignitaries, not worth mentioning at all.

  "You've worked hard!"

  "It's really remarkable for someone so young to already be a lieutenant general!"

  "This time in one war, it was all thanks to your majesty's divine power and bravery that we achieved such a great victory."

  "Yes, yes. We represent the citizens of this city and would like to express our gratitude to you, sir. You are truly a savior for us citizens."

  Ou La heard the crowd flattering that young general, and he felt like vomiting after eating flies. He clenched his fists and called out in a low voice: "This is unfair. Ye Feng, you don't say a word, they are really too unfair to you."

  Yefeng glanced at him and said: "You'd better go find your family's cook and have him make something edible for me, rather than standing here talking nonsense."

  "Is there no justice in this world?" Euler exclaimed indignantly.

  "It's all the same in any world. What's the point of axioms and justice, it's all just nonsense. Even a stupid fat cat named Garfield knows that everything is an illusion, only sausage rolls are real. But later even sausage rolls became unattainable. Now I just want to fill my belly and sleep soundly on a soft bed, got it?"

  Ou La was startled by his vicious words.

  "You scared him." Diana appeared behind them at some point.

  Ye Feng turned his head and looked over, his eyes lit up in front of him, and he whistled.

  She wore a red evening gown, set off by her long red hair, with a rose tucked into the full and high bosom. A pair of long red leather boots perfectly wrapped around her calves, showing off her proud leg lines. Changing from her usual elegant and refreshing style, she fully revealed the unique beauty and charm of a woman.

  She saw their astonished gaze and felt a little uneasy, tapping her feet, with two red clouds flying across her face.

  Ou La was choked for a moment, holding back her breath for half a day. She said: "Big sister, you... your change is too big, isn't it? If I didn't know better, I'd think you're a gentle lady."

  Diana suddenly flew into a rage and slapped him hard on the face.

  Ou La held her head and said to Ye Feng: "She still makes me get used to it a bit."

  Diana was momentarily at a loss for words, watching them.

  Ye Feng smiled and asked, "Is there something?"

  She hesitated for a moment, observing Ye Feng's expression, and said cautiously: "Miss asked me to come over and explain to you that it's not just her, but the Duke also doesn't want to neglect you like this. However, the Duke is not in power at court and has been suppressed by various forces all along. Moreover, our strength is insufficient, and in order to prevent the pirates from retaliating in the future, we have no choice but to maintain a good relationship with the Navy."

  Ye Feng didn't answer, he pointed behind Diana and said: "You two are getting along well now."

  The naval lieutenant general politely parted the crowd that was chatting with him and smiled as he came before them. He saw the plate full of food in front of Ye Feng, and a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

  He smiled at Diana and said, "Long time no see, Miss Diana. How have you been lately?"

  Ye Feng looked at him and couldn't help but admit that the guy was very handsome, with a straight figure and a strong masculine aura between his eyebrows. His voice had a metallic magnetism to it.

  Diana looked at Ye Feng with a hint of unease and nodded slightly, saying: "Hello."

  He turned his head to look at Ye Feng, saying condescendingly: "I heard you're that knight? You actually have the guts to take on 4,000 alone. Well done. Unfortunately, our navy emphasizes unity and cooperation. Otherwise, I would definitely invite you to join our navy."

  Ye Feng was furious in his heart. The other party was being polite on the surface, but actually secretly scolding him for being arrogant and brainless. He wanted to retort back, but seeing the elegant gentlemen and ladies in the hall, feeling their condescending gazes, he suddenly felt somewhat disheartened.

  He even had some doubts whether he was wrong or not. He was born and died here, fighting for his life, but in the end, it was all just to let these idle guys stand on his head and make fun of him?

  "Thank you for the compliment. Unfortunately, I'm just someone who doesn't like hiding behind soldiers." He put down his plate, stood up with a disheartened expression and walked out of the hall.

  Bos's face suddenly turned iron-green, and he knew that this was a hint at the naval forces' slow response during the daytime battle, allowing the pirates to escape before they even landed, completely missing the opportunity to eradicate the pirates.

  "Wait!" Diana cried out, wanting to catch up.

  "Diana, don't forget you're also a noble, walking with this kind of rough man will lose your status." Bo Si said, pulling her back.

  "Let go." Diana shook off his hand and rushed out. By the time she reached the door, Ye Feng was already gone. She turned back, glared at Poseidon fiercely, then walked out.

  "What's wrong with her?" Bo Shu asked calmly.

  "You're too late." Aura said with a knowing glint in her eye, shaking her head with a mature air and a double-edged tone.

  Bo Shou was taken aback and stopped in his tracks, looking at her with a complex expression as she hastily disappeared out the door. A flash of murderous intent flickered in his eyes.

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  Writing with one's head down and using all one's strength is not enough to produce something good, so I need everyone's precious advice, please don't hesitate to comment, the tiger here is eagerly waiting ahahahaha!!!