Chapter 113: Attending the Banquet
Although it was only an encounter, it was still 20,000 fighting 3,000. However, the Grand Duke returned to the fortress with his army in a triumphant manner. Although this move is said to be an ironic proof of the Grand Duke's good and great honor, it can also show the necessary doings in order to boost the morale. When Paladin returned to his tent, he was about to give his muscles a good relax. Outside, the sky darkened and the full moon replaced the sun hanging in the gray sky. The surviving soldiers, ard with spirits, sat around the campfire, eating shoddily roasted at and telling third-rate jokes, or talking about a certain supposedly thrilling battle from many years ago.
Suddenly, Sarrier turned out of a nearby tent and walked over to Paladin, "Put this on." Paladin glanced at the robe that Sarrier handed over. Casually picking it up and spreading it out. However, he was surprised to find that on top of the grayish-white robe, there were patterns compiled with gold silk, and the fabric was also extrely expensive raw silk! The price of this raw silk was quite high! Paladin gently sniffed it, and a look of fondness radiated from his eyes. This robe vaguely still had a refreshing grassy fragrance. It should have been cooked with spices. Spice ah, this is spice! A spice whose price was even higher than gold!
Seeing Paladin's loving look, Sarrier handed over another scepter. It was a scepter that was covered in silver and emitted silver light. The scepter had a pattern of carved gold and jade bracelets. And on the top, it was a cross made of all silver. It was not only gorgeous, but also not vulgar. Paladin took the scepter and played with it back and forth. Very joyfully, he stood up and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency the Archbishop, and please wait for ." Sarrier then saw Paladin put on his robe in one go and fiddled with the silver scepter back and forth. Then solemnly took out a small silver cross pendant and hung it around his neck. At first glance, it really looked as noble and holy as a clergyman! Although he was originally a clergyman.
Sarrier was also very satisfied as he looked at Paladin with this solid look. Relievedly, he said, ''Don't bla for speaking straight, you are not handso per se, but there is still so much temperant. Later in the banquet at least you won't lose face." Paladin smiled without saying anything, then also followed Sarrier to leave the camp and go to the fortress. In reality, Paladin understood in his heart. Sarrier also had so capable people around him, but didn't bring them along because they weren't nobles and he himself was a noble. In this power of nobles, being one of them was much more effective in dealing with them.
Looking at the gates that were so tall that one could look up to them, Paladin walked into the largest and most powerful fortress of this Kasmi Principality for the first ti. The flat stone floor, the format of taverns and stores that were opening on both sides, and the magical lamps erected along the streets made Paladin think for a mont that he was back in Edley. If it wasn't for the well-equipped guards with pot helts and hooked spears passing back and forth on the road, and so big-bellied rchants driving their wagons intending to co to the fortress to make a fortune in war.
Hired rcenaries took the few silver coins they had just been issued and ran off to hang out in the gentle land, as well as the huge bed crossbows and catapults that appeared on the city walls from ti to ti. It was only then that Paladin broke the illusion. Listening to the very emotional introduction of these stores as well as workshops by Sarrier beside him. Paladin turned his head to inspect the periphery of this fortress. Obviously, the layout of the outermost layer of the fortress was just like a city. But when Paladin and Sarrier passed through one of the inner gates and entered under the respectful gaze of the guards, the town's aura instantly disappeared.
The towering towers and dense soldiers, are densely packed eyelets on both sides. From ti to ti, catapults as tall as a building can be seen. Above the city wall there is also a wooden wall constructed to defend against bows and arrows. Everything in front of is different from the soft town just now. It was a stern and cold blue-gray color. Walking in the middle of these soldiers, Paladin and Sarrier also remained silent and did not speak. Accelerating their pace quickly and they entered the third floor, after passing through the third gate and the fourth gate, they finally went up to the castle in the center. To be honest, if Paladin were to co by himself tonight, even if soone were to show him the way, he would definitely get lost in the castle's nurous forks.
After walking through a long flight of rotating stairs, Sarrier opened the door in front of him. What t his eyes was a wide corridor. At the end of the corridor was the sound of laughter and conversation. Two guards were guarding the doorway, with red raw silk dangling in front of them as a curtain. Paladin looked at this style and once again deeply felt what is called luxury! In comparison, Andrew's style can be used as garbage!
Red silk, with expensive dyes to render such a large piece, and then just used as a curtain! This curtain alone is at least fifty gold coins! And that's without a price, knowing that dyes can mostly only be purchased from the nine southern Elven(elf) clans, while raw silk can only be traded from the far west, from the Mulam dynasty behind the huge Morolla Desert. This one curtain would take two extres of the continent's produce to produce, yet it could only be used as a curtain! Paladin stood to the side in so shock, and when the guard checked Sarrier's identity, he imdiately bent down with great respect and casually passed through the door curtain to open the heavy wooden door.
Pleasant Kasmi noble music floated from within, and Paladin stepped inside. What flashed in front of his eyes was a piece of splendor! The extrely spacious hall separated into two floors, with a staircase strung right in the middle. On both sides are good white stones polished and treated with gold edges of the columns. The ground is made of very soft and brightly colored fur of unknown monsters. Near the wall on one side was a dining table covered with a white cloth, on which there were many rare dishes that Paladin had never seen before. Format drinks and desserts were available. There were also several chefs preparing a cheese-like dessert.
Not to ntion that the walls on either side were lined with fancy and bizarre murals and heroes and legends. Just the huge glazed magic crystal magic lamp above his head made Paladin almost lose his composure and open his mouth! Hundreds of top quality magic crystals were set in grooves of gold. With years of knowledge Paladin can also see the top with an extrely large amount of tedious and complex alchemy array constantly urging the magic crystals to emit energy. So that the entire magic lamp in the role of hundreds of magic crystals emitted a warm and soft yellow light. As the line of sight moved downward, countless nobles were dressed in fancy clothes, and beautiful noblewon in corseted floor-length dresses were holding wines in their hands, very elegantly and politely dividing into small groups of three, chatting with each other about their recent sightings and stories.
"Well, the people in this hall are the rulers of the Principality." Sarrier jokingly ca to Paladin with a proud tone.Paladin nodded slightly, his eyes filled with a madness and quest that Sariel couldn't have imagined: "It's so beautiful! This is real life! And..." But before Paladin finished speaking, his expression froze for a mont ! Because at this mont, from his other perspective, an unexpected thing happened to the avatar.
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