Chapter 356 – Manor Banquet 1

Chapter 356 – Manor Banquet 1
Former knight of the Greiman family, now lord of the manor – Ferguson rode his own horse slowly and leisurely on the country road, the fresh air refreshed his heart, and his mood was even happier when he thought that he could drink heavily again at the banquet he was about to attend.

Since the establishment of the standing army in Alda’s house, many of Paul’s new rules for the army had made many of the old men loyal to the Graiman family uncomfortable.

Especially those who are used to living a free and easy life [knights], in the past, when there was nothing to do, they competed in martial arts, hunting and so on, and life was as pleasant as it could be.

Let them become officers in the new army, signing in at the barracks every day at the specified time, supervising the training of the soldiers all day long, and not being able to get drunk on weekdays …… days ah! Dull, tasteless, this is still a human life?
Therefore, in the six months after the formation of the new army, one after another, nearly one-third of the family knights resigned from the army, but they swore to Paul that if there is a crisis in the Greiman family, they will definitely come back to serve.

These knights have generations or the old count bestowed the manor, so most of them moved away from the lake town, returned to the countryside of the manor, living an idyllic life.

Fergus is one of them, he and the former military governor of the Greiman family, now the number two of the Alda army Bryce is a close friend, the two often compete together with the amount of wine, on the day of leaving Lake Town, or Bryce personally sent him out of the town.

Now Fergus, every day to supervise the people in the manor work, every now and then to find and the neighboring squire landowners hunting, and occasionally to the heart of the lake town to find friends in the army to get together, the day is also comfortable.

Think of drinking, Fergus remembered the friends of the lake town, think of the lake town, Fergus heart is full of emotion, he went back every time to see the changes, not a new paved road is a new house, as if it is a big construction site that has been unable to stop. The market has become more and more prosperous, more and more stores, a collection of goods from all over the world, even from the corner of the Bay of this for the Northwest people can be said to be the end of the world.

Under the governance of the young earl, Lake Town finally had a city-like appearance, I think the successive generations of the ancestors of the Gladman family must be pleased.

However, the prosperity of the market has also brought about a rise in prices, Ferguson every time he treats some meat, fortunately, he is a large manor owner, a little meal money is not so much as to cause financial pressure.

Another thing that made Ferguson feel uncomfortable was – there were too many outsiders in Lakewood, with all kinds of accents, making him feel strange every time he went there.

“Master Fergus, up ahead is the Valen Manor.”

Seeing his master who was walking in front of him fall into reminiscence, two of Fergus’s attendants were born to remind him.

“Oh! It’s almost here.”

Fergus reacted and straightened his clothes. He had come out this time to attend the birthday party of a squire, whose family name was Valen, and who was very famous in the southwest area of Alda, and was known as “Master Valen” to everyone who met him.

Turned a corner, the Valen family style manor appeared in front of us, Fergus a whip, leading the entourage to the manor door.

The two servants at the gate immediately came over to greet him, Fergus dismounted and handed the reins to the servants.

“How many people have come from your family?”

“Honorable Lord Fergus, thirteen people have come, all gathered in the parlor.”

“Well, lead me quickly.”

Fergus’s attendant carried the gifts and merely followed his master’s footsteps into the manor.

Upon arriving at the parlor, the servant standing at the door loudly informed inside, and a clamor immediately came from within.

“Lord Fergus, you have also come.”

“It is an honor to meet you today.”

…… As Fergus walked slowly into the living room, many people rose and saluted him in greeting, and he responded with a smile one by one.

The reason why he was able to receive so much courtesy was because of Fergus’s status before he went back into seclusion – the [Knight] of the Greiman family, and Fergus was also a hero who participated in the crusade against the pirates, and even now, he maintains contact with many of the higher-ups in the lord’s army.

“Welcome our hero–Fergus-sama! Your arrival is truly a supreme honor.”

The master of the manor–Lord Valen, an elderly man, came over and graciously took Fergus’ arm, leading him to a seating arrangement next to the main seat.

No sooner had he taken his seat than a man came over with wine and tried to clink glasses with him.

The muscles in the face of Fergus, with his round figure and small green pea like eyes …… twitched slightly.

Wasn t this the landowner Baden who had caused a riot among the salt people? Master Valen even invited this kind of person.

This Baden was severely punished after the riot was quelled, and was fined a large portion of his family’s property by Earl Gleiman, and was also stripped of his status as a tax wrapper, and his status dropped a great deal in the crowd of burghers.

Fergus really didn’t want to socialize with this kind of person with a black history – the other party had the audacity to forge an order from the lord’s house, which ultimately triggered a riot.

However, due to the banquet host’s feelings, Fergus still raised his wine glass and dryly clinked it with Baden.

The other party seemed to realize that he was not pleasing in front of Fergus, and returned to his seat after a few brief words of courtesy.

With the sound of a name being sung, the guests at the birthday party arrived one after another, all of whom were prominent figures in the area.

Drinking large cups of wine, eating large mouthfuls of meat, talking loudly and loudly, the banquet in the Northwest Bay was very rough, without the red tape of the rich people in the south, the whole living room was stuffed with noisy sounds, and the atmosphere of the banquet gradually reached a climax.

“Gentlemen, thank you for coming to my birthday banquet!”

After the guests had arrived, the manor owner Valen raised his glass high, “First I propose that let’s all toast to the honorable Lord Paul Gleeman!”

“Cheers!”

The guests raised their glasses and then drank it all in one go.

“Under Lord Gleeman’s leadership, we Arda people have finally raised our eyebrows in the Northwest Gulf! In last year’s War of the Tyrant, it was us Arda people who sealed the deal and destroyed the Tyrant’s plot!”

“Haha! In the past, the Emden people always looked down on us, but now that they are also under our Lord Lord’s rule, it’s our turn to despise them.”

“Even the current Lord Duke of the Northwest has to rely on our Arda’s support!”

The hall echoed with all kinds of praise from the crowd for Lord Paul Greiman.

Fergus smiled and listened, and he also to was very proud, because Paul was the lord he served. Though it still made him feel a little regret in his heart that the Lord Earl didn’t gather them [his old ministers] during the War of the Usurper.

(End of this chapter)