Doom Girl Must Die

Don't think that giving cows, sheep and some vegetable seeds is not in line with the dignity of the nobles. In this world, this is already considered a generous gift among the minor nobles.

Many times, even a few beautiful servants are not worth as much as these large livestock.

Because under normal circumstances, the lords and nobles naturally do not lack one or two people, but there is a shortage of cattle, sheep, horses, etc. No one can reproduce cattle and sheep faster, and they can produce a lot of output.

"Thank you Lord Boris, Lord Boris, you've been bumpy all the way, let's enter the castle first and then talk!" Narant looked at a few cows and sheep, thinking that if he wants to eat cream in the future, he doesn't have to go to Quint to buy it, and now it is also Showed joy.

Of course, I also secretly speculated in my heart that Boris's appetite for coming this time is probably not small.

"Excuse me then!" Seeing the happy look on Narant's face, Boris was also overjoyed.

Although Narant came to Stormland and came up with salt and brown sugar bread, after all, he was only the second son of a baron and had relatively little experience.

Then the request that you want to make later will have a much higher probability of success.

At the moment, the two nobles, each with their own thoughts, happily walked towards the castle on the red carpet.

"salute!"

While walking, Boris looked at the mottled castle walls from time to time.

The gray-black and moss-covered wall tiles, and the dilapidated and unreliable castle gate, echoed the land of doom he had heard before.

This castle has been breached four times and is called the lord's grave by individual nobles. The name is indeed worthy of the name.

However, just as Boris passed through the gate, a shout suddenly came from inside.

This shout almost made Boris who was in silence for the four old neighbors shuddered.

Clang Clang!

Before he could realize what had happened, there was a series of sounds of long swords unsheathed in front of him.

"Protect Your Excellency!" The eight guards who had dismounted and walked quickly surrounded Boris in the middle, and the atmosphere was quite tense for a while.

"Cough cough! Don't be nervous, Baron Boris, this is the welcome ceremony I prepared to welcome you. I'm very sorry to surprise you!" Narant was quite embarrassed at this time.

This ceremony is based on the TV middle school in his previous life.

That is to say, when the heads of state meet between countries, relying on the scene when the team is being reviewed, who knows that Boris and others have reflected such a big deal.

"Go back! This is Sir Narrant's castle, what else could be in danger!" Boris also saw the scene in the vestibule at this time.

A total of ten guards stood in two rows facing each other, standing neatly on both sides of the red carpet.

At this time, the long swords of the ten guards have been unsheathed, and the long swords are pointing diagonally upward, forming a cross in the red carpet.

Not to mention, although I have never seen such a strange thing before, but seeing the guards as motionless as rocks, without squinting, Boris has an illusion, feeling that these guards are better than the eight he has worked so hard to cultivate. The knights are also elite.

"Your Excellency Narant, thank you for welcoming me, my subordinates are a little rude!" Boris immediately recovered his dignity and responded to Narant.

Although he was inexplicable about this bizarre welcome ceremony, he did what he wanted, and he didn't say anything if he asked.

"Haha! Your Excellency Boris, you eight knights are not rude, but loyal!" When Narant heard the reply, Na was relieved, and then politely made a gesture of invitation, "Your Excellency Boris, Please!"

Seeing Narant's actions, Boris secretly asked if he was walking under the crossed swords?

But for the dignity of the nobles, he still walked side by side with Narant with a warm smile on his face.

And the next moment, a scene that surprised Boris appeared.

As the two of them marched, whenever they were about to approach a pair of guards, the two guards would pull back the long swords that were raised obliquely.

His movements were neat and neat, and he put the long sword in front of his face, the tip of the sword pointing straight at the sky.

In this way, not only is his forward movement no longer hindered, but he inexplicably has an unprecedented sense of ritual.

"This..." Boris originally thought that Narant's never-before-seen welcome ceremony was completely immature nonsense, but at this moment there was a faint sense of pleasure.

This made him a little surprised, how Narant came up with such a pomp.

"Your Excellency Narant, how did you train your guards? And this welcome ceremony..." Boris finally couldn't bear to speak after walking through the welcome array of ten guards.

"This... I didn't do much training, I usually just let them stand in place for a while, and then do some identical movements! As for the welcome ceremony, isn't the territory a bit boring, so I randomly arranged one, and just accidentally scared Bao Bao. Your Excellency Rees, please don't take offense!" Narant heard the words and replied casually.

"Is that so!" Boris wanted to roll his eyes. You, a guard who just stood there, looked no worse than my elite cavalry, so my dozens of gold coins were lost.

He felt that Narant definitely didn't want to reveal the essentials of training, but this was human nature, so Boris just nodded and didn't mention it again.

Entering the inner castle, with Thomas carefully leading the way, everyone came directly to the castle hall.

Normally, there are several halls on the first floor of each castle, and these halls also have their own functions.

For example, the most important one is the banquet hall, which occupies almost half of the first floor of the castle and is used for the nobles to hold banquets or balls.

The other halls can be used by the lords to relax, hold meetings or receive guests.

However, because there was no money for decoration and repairs, the banquet halls and reception halls in Narant Castle naturally became vacant furnishings.

The only hall in use now is the leisure hall of the castle, where I met Kenby Cow Dung a few times before, as well as the carpenter and mason.

Knowing that Boris, an aristocratic neighbor, was coming to visit, last night Thomas sent his servants to rummage through the storage room for a long time, and finally found a few pieces of decorations that, although a little old, still looked good.

For example, a few copper candlesticks and a few oil paintings with landscapes barely kept the hall from being so bare.

Of course, for the lord of a veteran family like Boris, this hall in Narant still looks shabby.

Fortunately, before he came, he knew about Narant's details~www.NovelMTL.com~ also came with a purpose, so he didn't care about it.

"Your Excellency Boris, please take a seat!"

Narant took Boris to a long and wide sofa and made a gesture of invitation to Boris.

"Thank you!" Boris nodded and went on naturally.

"Huh!" However, when he sat down, he suddenly noticed something different, and he was surprised when he lowered his head.

"This is the monster wolf's skin **** Reis, who is surprised that there is a monster fur cushion in this shabby hall.

This is as surprising as the three-colored chickens appearing in the chicken coop.

"Hehe, Lord Boris, don't let it go, you know that I haven't come to the territory for a long time, so I haven't had time to set up the castle. I just killed the wind blade wolf a few days ago, so I used it as a cushion!"

Narant opened his mouth with a smile, and what he said was half-truth.

Naturally, the wind blade wolf was not killed a few days ago, but yesterday.

And it was used as a seat cushion because the hall was really too shabby. The wooden sofa could not afford even a high-grade goose down. In the end, after asking for instructions, Thomas cleaned the skin of the storm waves overnight, and then dried it for use. as a seat cushion.

"Beheaded the wind blade wolf?" Boris was a little surprised.

Narant is a mere first-level Bronze Knight, and he was able to kill the demon beast wolf, which is too brave.

Of course, after thinking about it, this kind of thing happens occasionally in the noble circle, especially at the cost of a few subordinates' lives, low-level monsters are still easy to deal with.

So he immediately turned his attention to the issue after the death of the Wind Blade Wolf.

"Lord Narant, doesn't that mean that you have a lot of monster meat in your castle?"