The prosperity of the mayor's mansion was beyond Abel's imagination. As soon as he stepped into the yard, he saw a huge fountain. He didn't know where the light came from, but it was shining on the fountain, making it look like a fantasy.
The servants leading the guests were all dressed in black servant uniforms. They were all polite and considerate. The guards patrolling the surroundings were dressed in half-body armor and held long swords in their hands. The aura they exuded indicated that they were at least Level-4 Combat Aura Professionals. This place showed the extraordinariness of the Viscount nobility.
The professions included warriors, Knights, and assassins. They all used combat qi as a foundation to generate some special abilities.
Warriors were the most common professions. Most of the people who practiced combat qi were warriors. Warriors could use swords, hammers, spears, and almost all kinds of weapons.
The most powerful professions were Knights. Their good education and abundant resources allowed them to have the most comprehensive training and the best equipment. They were equipped with war horses and armor.
Assassins were the least common professions. In addition to practicing combat qi, they also had to learn a lot of ways to hide themselves. The combat qi of assassins was more explosive, but the cost was that the duration of their combat qi was shortened.
In the Duchy of Carmel, it was very difficult to get a title. Generations of kings had suppressed the number of nobles and made a series of rules to reduce the inheritance of territories and titles. For example, women couldn't inherit titles. Every time a person inherited a title, they would be demoted by one level. If there was no heir, the land would be taken back, and so on. In the countless years of continuous confiscation of power, countless noble families had disappeared.
In order to get a title, there was only one condition, and that was to make a great contribution to the duchy. This was especially difficult to achieve in peacetime. But after the war, a large number of nobles had died as the price to pay.
Therefore, in recent years, the conflict between the king and the nobles had become more and more serious. The nobles were constantly increasing their strength, while the king was looking for opportunities to strangle the nobles who dared to challenge his authority.
Just by looking at the title of the mayor of Harvest City, one would know that the nobility of the Duchy of Carmel was very low. The mayor of a big city was only a viscount. In the neighboring Duchy of Thunder, the mayor of a city of the same size was at least a duke.
Of course, these things were very far away for Abel. On the carriage, Knight Marshall casually told Abel about the mayor. As a Knight who obtained his land through his military exploits, Marshall didn't care about these things. He just thought it was a fun thing to talk about.
However, when Abel saw the guards of the mayor's mansion, he couldn't help but think about what Knight Marshall had said. The hundreds of guards in front of him were all professions............ Even the lowest level warrior's's ability to fight.......
The hall was crowded with people. What disappointed Abel was the food in the mayor's mansion. Because it was winter, the buffet table only served pastries and barbecue. Red wine, however, was more than enough.
With the appearance of the mayor, Viscount Dickens, the party officially began. First, the Viscount gave a speech. Although there were many people in the hall, as the head of the Knights, Viscount Dickens used his powerful combat qi to spread his speech to everyone's ears. According to Knight Marshall, this was an annual show of strength. Whether it was financial or powerful force, it would allow Viscount Dickens to better manage this vast land.
This was the most boring party Abel had ever attended. Abel didn't know anyone here. After Knight Marshall introduced him to a few good friends, Abel went back to the corner alone and quietly watched the high-end party of this world. He realized why no food was prepared. Very few people came here with food. Most of them were holding a glass of red wine and looking for people to talk to.
In this environment, Abel's eyes became heavier and heavier. Slowly, he fell asleep. After a day of shopping, the noise around him was like a lullaby. When the party was over, he was shaken awake by Knight Marshall.
When he came back, Knight Marshall laughed at Abel. The Knight didn't believe that a rank 5 novice Knight would fall asleep at a party because of exhaustion from shopping.
The next morning, Knight Marshall took Abel to the carriage and prepared to go back to Harry Castle. When they were leaving the yard, Steward Robin sent the carriage out of the gate. Abel stuck his head out of the carriage and waved goodbye to Robin.
This movement made the servant who had been watching the yard for the whole night realize that Abel was leaving. He quickly ran to report to his master.
"What, they went to the south gate? Did you see it clearly? "Joshua heard the servant's report. After confirming it, he immediately gathered his men.
Joshua's father was a lord. Because he was good at business, he had bought more than 10 shops close to the main road in Harvest City. He controlled almost 50% of the clothing market in Harvest City.
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He was a true noble merchant. His wealth also allowed the lord's only son, Joshua, to have better conditions for training. At the age of 19, Joshua was already a level 4 novice knight. The lord had always dreamed that Joshua would be able to perform meritorious deeds on the battlefield and become a knight.
Because of this, the lord was never stingy when it came to Joshua's growth. Just by helping Joshua buy the sword of a hundred skills, you could see how much the lord had invested in him. Since Joshua lost the bet, he didn't dare to tell the lord about it. He just wanted to get his revenge first, and then find a chance to tell the lord slowly.
A small team of 12 people was gathered. They were all strong servants in the house. Each of them had an old horse and a long sword. Joshua was riding a fiery red horse. The team of 13 people set off.
The Knight of Marshall was enjoying a glass of red wine given to him by his friend in Harvest City. He was leisurely moving his body as the carriage moved up and down. The wine in his glass didn't move at all. At this moment, Abel was trying his best to imitate the posture of a knight. However, the carriage in this world was too hard. There wasn't even a shock absorber. Sometimes, when there was a shock, the wine in the wine glass would start to shake violently before he could react. But Abel didn't give up. He carefully observed the knight and imitated him happily.
Although the horse didn't run very fast, it was still faster than the carriage in a short time. The 13 people quickly approached the carriage. Joshua's cold face revealed a ferocious smile.
"Interesting. Someone actually dares to chase after my carriage." The Knight of Marshall stopped drinking the wine in his hand, and a cold smile appeared on his face.
Abel also felt that something was wrong. He glanced at the Knight of Marshall. Since he came to the party with the Knight of Marshall, he didn't bring his long sword. He only took out his crossbow and loaded it with arrows. He was ready to shoot at a moment's notice.
"Go, stop the carriage and drag out the people inside." Joshua ordered the 12 servants.
If Joshua saw the carriage from the front, he wouldn't have done this. The front of the carriage had a noble family's coat of arms.
The 12 servants raised their long swords and rushed towards the carriage. The coachman knew that the Knight of Marshall was inside the carriage, so he wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he warned loudly, "This is Family Harry's carriage. If you attack the carriage, you will suffer the wrath of Family Harry."
The 12 servants didn't know about Family Harry. If the carriage belonged to the Knight of Marshall, they would know. Therefore, the 12 servants didn't stop their horses. They continued to rush towards the carriage and stopped it.
Joshua had already caught up to the carriage. The first thing he saw was the eye-catching emblem of a white unicorn at the front of the carriage. A chill ran down his spine. He actually led his men to attack a noble's carriage. Joshua didn't hear the coachman's words clearly, but judging from the fearless expression on his face, he knew that the other party must be someone important.
At this point, attacking a noble's carriage was already a foregone conclusion. Joshua was already riding a tiger and couldn't back down. He couldn't help but think that if he killed the coachman and the young blacksmith in the carriage, who would know that he was the one who did it?
"Kill them all." Joshua spat out these three words viciously.
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