Chapter 48: The Baron's Astonishment (Part One)

  In the eastern district of Tiel Town, inside the tallest building, waves of wailing were coming from within. Although the corridor was long and deep, the wails were exceptionally clear - it's easy to imagine how ear-piercing they must have been in the room; in fact, without even being in the room, there were people outside the corridor who furrowed their brows due to such wailing sounds.

  "Is this guy a man? He only knows how to cry and whine!"

  A middle-aged man in a suit of steel armor heard such a cry and couldn't help but pace back and forth irritably.

  "After all, he killed two of his attendants!"

  Another middle-aged man, dressed in clean clothes with a cowhide belt around his waist and a long sword hanging from it, spoke in a calm tone - Although the two men were not much different in age, compared to the former's slightly rougher sideburns, the latter was neatly dressed and had a relatively pale complexion, making him look more like a scholar or noble.

  "Two attendants? Just two sycophantic little people, better off dead! But that young noble..."

  The fully armored man finally couldn't help but let out a cold snort - it was clear that as the Baron's captain of the guard, Airenle looked down on the so-called Baron's distant aunt's stepson.

  In fact, after Weibo made several mistakes and refused to correct them, the captain of the guard had no good feelings towards Weibo, and even felt disgusted.

  It was precisely because of this that he agreed to his good friend Icos' proposal.

  However, the result was still somewhat unexpected - in Ailun's heart, the other party at most gave Weibo a whip, but did not expect that the other party would be so bold as to hang Weibo's two followers to death.

  Of course, for such a result, Airenru was very satisfied.

  However, the other party's arrogant behavior made the Baron's captain of the guard unhappy; after all, this was Tyl land, and the lord was Baron Tyl.

  "The nobility should have noble honor and dignity!"

  Icos looked at his good friend with a slightly dissatisfied expression, and immediately said very seriously; while seeing this appearance of his good friend, the Baron's guard captain couldn't help but roll his eyes - as his good friend, he was very clear that once his good friend entered such a state, what kind of situation would arise.

  Therefore, the wise Baron Chamberlain did not choose to argue again.

  "Even conversations between nobles require etiquette!"

  However, it was clear that Icos didn't have the intention to stop, and he continued to speak slowly; this made the Baron's guard captain even more helpless, and he could only choose another method to stop his friend's endless talking.

  "Rules? I don't see any rules!"

  The Baron's chief guard said.

  "This is a process of establishing friendship between two parties, requiring a common will—"

  Yikos said as he looked at his good friend, obviously waiting for him to say the answer in his heart.

  "What?"

  The eunuch asked in puzzlement.

  "Alright!"

  For once again overestimating his good friend's thinking ability, Icos expressed helplessness and shrugged his shoulders, wanting to explain to his good friend.

  But before he could open his mouth, a baron's guard came running quickly from afar.

  "Sir, Captain Aike of the Fichalun Knights' militia is waiting with a letter!"

  The guard reported truthfully and took out the invitation wrapped in gold foil paper and handed it to the captain of the guard.

  "What extravagance!"

  Looking at the invitation that shone brightly even in the evening, the captain of the guard couldn't help but squint; to know, it was morning now, and the sunlight had just pierced through the thick fog of Tiel, spreading across the land. The sunlight shining on the golden foil reflected a dazzling light that was absolutely eye-piercing.

  Compared to the Imperial Guards, who only had their eyes on the golden plaque, Icos was more focused on the words and phrases on the invitation card. When he saw the elaborate handwriting and the formal language used between nobles, this rigid advisor couldn't help but smile.

  "Hand it over to me, you go and invite Captain Aike in!"

  After instructing the guard, Icos nodded to his friend and walked towards a room deep in the corridor; while the captain of the guard was stunned for a moment, he followed his friend's instructions; after all, in the eyes of the captain of the guard, his friend's instructions were a good omen.

  At least it's better than standing here listening to that guy who is even worse than a woman cry and complain.

  ……

  Standing in the front hall of Baron's mansion, Aike didn't even dare to breathe out, after handing over the commander's invitation letter, he stood upright and waited quietly - in fact, for a weak militia captain like him, this state was already the best performance, after all, letting a young man who had only passed by the gate of Baron's mansion at most serve as an envoy and enter the mansion was indeed a test for this young man.

  After all, every figure encountered here was a big shot in the eyes of young people at that time.

  Ka, ka, ka......

  The sound of metal scraping against the stone floor echoed, and Aik, who had been standing still, suddenly felt his heart lift again - because he was very clear that in the entire baron's mansion, only one person wore steel boots; or... steel armor.

  Baron's Chief Guard: Lord Airen!

  A big shot with a knight title, even the original Captain Potts would salute respectfully after meeting him - it's said that at first, Captain Potts wasn't like this, and even had a provocative attitude towards this Imperial Guard General, but after several closed-door confrontations whose details were unknown to outsiders, Captain Potts became respectful after seeing the Imperial Guard General.

  As for the result?

  Look at Colonel Potts' different attitude before and after, anyone can guess.

  Moreover, it is said that this imperial guard had even killed a snow bear!

  At the mere mention of the legend surrounding this Imperial Guard, the frail militia captain's heart tightened with anxiety as he gazed shakily at the approaching figure - the first thing to catch his eye was the helmet, its many scars and patches a testament to the Guard's bravery in battle, just as the rumors had said.

  That characteristic goatee makes this captain of the guard look a bit older than he actually is, and also much more rugged.

  "Lord Airenru!"

  The frail militia captain saluted respectfully.

  "Mr. Ai, come this way!"

  The unusual and gentle words from the captain of the guard made the militia commander, who was trembling with fear, let out a long sigh of relief - at least this captain did not seem as severe as the rumors had it.

  "Alright, sir!"

  The frail militia captain nodded immediately and followed behind the other party, entering the courtyard of the baron's mansion. As they walked through the long corridor, the frail militia captain saw Weibo, whom he had seen before in the military camp - however, at this time, Weibo did not look too good in Aike's eyes.

  Let's not mention that disheveled coat, just the red palm print on his cheek is enough to explain everything.

  Thinking of him leaving the military camp, Dean's chest had a plan, not reducing Weibo's gaze at all, but they were anxious and suddenly, for their own battalion commander, this militia captain admired again - it was clear that his battalion commander had already anticipated what would happen here.

  Moreover, it's not just Weibor, even Baron will treat him with courtesy, and his captain had expected that.

  And this made Aike even more cautious and prudent.

  After all, he knew that such treatment was only because he represented his captain, not himself!

  If it were up to him, he probably wouldn't even be able to get close to the Baron's mansion gates without being chased away by those guards.

  "Come on in!"

  The captain of the guard looked at the young man's respectful appearance behind him, and he felt more and more satisfied. He thought this was a concrete manifestation of the baron's dignity. However, the captain of the guard did not forget what his duty was. He pushed open the door in front of him and said to the young man behind him.

  "Yes, sir!"

  The frail militia captain walked in slowly, and suddenly his foot was soft, only to see a red carpet pounced on the floor of the hall, being trampled under his feet.

  The weak militia captain was immediately at a loss - he didn't know whether to advance or go out and clean his shoes before coming in.

  Fortunately, a voice came from the front ——

  "Captain Ake? Come here!"

  It was a clear voice, and the weak militia captain recognized in the first time who the owner of this voice was; Baron's advisor: Icos.

  "Yes, Lord Icos!"

  The frail militia captain took two quick steps forward, arriving at the center of the hall. Then, as if remembering something, he immediately stopped in his tracks and respectfully greeted a middle-aged man sitting to one side, who was wearing an ordinary linen shirt with only a white shield emblem embroidered on the chest: "I've seen Baron!"

  Today is Mid-Autumn Festival! Wishing everyone a happy reunion with their families, good health, happiness and fulfillment. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!