Idu counted silently. There were a total of ten people on the other side, which did not exceed the usual ostentation of the royal family. Six of them were obviously guards, wearing short robes and leather pants that were convenient for movement. After entering the hall, they spread out and occupied several corners.
It was not strange for the lord to have female guards. He kept two of them in his mansion. He did not expect them to be very powerful, but they were used to improve his taste, especially when he was hunting in the wild. Whenever he took off the leather armor that was more tempting than it was protecting and pressed the other party into the mud, he would always be in high spirits.
But it was strange to bring them to such a formal occasion.
There was an insurmountable gap in strength between women and men, which was determined at birth. Therefore, most of the outstanding guards and Knight were male. No one would bring these vases as attendants when they were not looking for fun.
What's more, these people's appearances were simply … hard to look at.
Idu was not picky, but no brothel in Redwater City would let such women in.
Not only were their facial features ugly, but their skin was extremely rough. They seemed to be in their thirties or forties, with wrinkles and dark spots that almost spread from their foreheads to their cheeks. Although their bodies were well-proportioned after a long period of exercise, as long as one saw their faces, one would lose all interest.
Did Roland Wimbledon like this kind of woman?
However, when he looked at the woman who was holding the new king's arm, he immediately rejected his guess.
She was a young woman who looked impeccable from every angle. Her lake-blue eyes were like transparent gems, making it hard to look away. He had no doubt that they were the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen.
Her appearance brought a brief silence in the hall. Even Edith Kant, the Pearl of the Northern Region, had not caused such an effect. If she had not been so close to the new king, most of the nobles would have swarmed to her.
The last two wore veils, as if they did not want others to know what they looked like.
It was not improper to dress like this, but it was very rare at a banquet. If they did not want others to see them, they could choose not to attend. This kind of dress would be more eye-catching.
"Would you like a glass of wine?" At this moment, Guy came over with two glasses of wine.
"Thank you." He took the glasses and followed Guy to a corner of the hall. "What did you find?"
"The woman beside Roland... is a little strange," Earl Tririver whispered. "Don't you think she looks a little too outstanding?"
"You noticed that too?" Idu touched the God's Stone of Retaliation on his chest and said calmly, "I guess... she's probably a witch."
"I think so too. If she's a woman from a big family, it's impossible that we haven't heard of her."
It was not a secret that Roland was recruiting witches. Similar news had spread from King's City to Redwater City. At first, it was only spread by Rats. Later, when the king's city was changed and the church was uprooted, it became more and more popular. The persecution of witches and the like gradually subsided. No one wanted to annoy the new king because of this matter, but few nobles took the word "recruitment" seriously.
In their view, witches played the same role as female guards. They were usually kept by their side to admire, and when needed, they could use witches at will. After all, the appearance of witches was obvious to all. Even when the church and Timothy strictly searched for witches, some people could not help but take risks.
But it was hard to understand why he brought a witch to the banquet.
Was it because the new king no longer worried about his private life after so many victories, or did he really think of that woman as...
The second thought had just emerged, but Idu threw it to the back of his mind.
Witches could not bear children, which alone made it impossible for her to become a legal wife. Bringing a witch to the banquet should be a whim of the king.
But this was also good. When Roland fell into his hands, it would undoubtedly be an excellent "incriminating evidence".
To put it lightly, it was a disregard for etiquette and aristocratic traditions. To put it more seriously, it was an insult to the women brought by other nobles. Of course, this accusation had little impact on the members of the royal family, but for the witch, it was an unforgivable felony. As for how to deal with it, it was up to him.
The Earl of Tririver obviously saw through his thoughts. He grinned and said, "You can't enjoy it alone."
"I can forget anyone but you, my old friend." Idu raised his glass and said, "I'll definitely let you enjoy it first."
The two looked at each other for a moment and could not help but laugh.
The banquet went smoothly. After toasting with the new king, it was time for free activities. The nobles gathered in groups according to their titles and genders. The men talked about the recent hunts, harvests, and romantic encounters, while the women talked about which shops had the smoothest silk and the most luxurious jewels.
Idu Nery was also surrounded by many nobles. At least their momentum was no weaker than that of the Lord of Redwater City. Some of the former fence-sitters also came to his side. Apparently, they had heard the rumor that the new king was ready to take action against his fief. This made him feel more confident, and even the inexplicable uneasiness he had felt before was somewhat diluted.
That was right, time was on his side.
Roland Wimbledon was, after all, an outsider. If he wanted to make any changes, he would have to put in a lot of effort. The Rock family had been here for more than a hundred years, and they were stronger at the right time and in the right place. The other side's underestimation of the enemy and arrogance intensified this point. He even felt that he and the Earl of Tririver's attendants, as well as Leviathan and the others, could directly take down the new king.
However, after thinking for a moment, Idu gave up this idea. After all, the Lakeside Villa was open on all sides, which was not good for defense. If an accident happened during the transfer, it would be easy to waste all the previous efforts. It was better to wait for the new king to enter the castle.
In two days, the young king would be a bird in a cage.
At this moment, Earl Delta suddenly clapped his hands and gathered everyone's eyes to the center of the hall. "Everyone, please be quiet. His Majesty Roland Wimbledon has something to say to you."
"Is he going to give a closing speech?" Idu carelessly put a piece of tender rib into his mouth. It seemed that the banquet was finally coming to an end.
"First of all, I have to thank the earl for arranging this sumptuous banquet. I'm also very happy to see so many people invited to attend." Roland looked around the hall and said with a smile, "If I remember correctly, almost all the nobles around Redwater City, big or small, are here, right?"
Seeing Roland's smile, Idu suddenly felt a chill in his heart. "There he goes again... that smile without a smile. Although the corners of his mouth were raised, there was no emotion at all... What on earth is he thinking?"
"Except for two who are not feeling well, all the other invitees are here, Your Majesty." Delta nodded.
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