Viscount Silva sat proudly on his horse. Fortunately, the horse he was riding on was tall and strong, which was why it was able to support his weight, which was twice that of a normal person.
Two guards in silver armor walked in front, holding a flag with a golden cup painted on it. That was Viscount Silva's family crest. Below the golden cup was a purple vine, which formed a shield-shaped circle around the golden cup. Pure white flowers with seven petals bloomed all over the vine. Little Duran was the national flower of the Trombo Kingdom. The appearance of Little Duran on the noble's crest meant that one had a close relationship with the Trombo royal family. This was a sign that one was a relative of the royal family.
Under the command of their squad leader, the city guards at the west gate were lining up to welcome Viscount Silva and his entourage. Looking at where they were going, it seemed that they were going to Viscount Silva's Fei Hong Winery, which was about thirty miles away from the city. That was a very famous winery under Viscount Silva's name. The wine produced there had been famous for a hundred years, and it was one of the sources of Viscount Silva's wealth.
Viscount Silva was in a good mood. He couldn't help but grin as he watched the carriage carrying Mancheni and his family pass through the city gate. Hehe, so what if you're a technician from the glass production base? Do you think you can run away from me? Do you think you'll be safe just because you're hiding in the glass production base? I can't go in, but I can chase your family out and make you send your daughter to me obediently.
Last night, in the face of the vicious subordinates sent by Viscount Silva to force him into a marriage, the stubborn Mancheni finally lowered his head and agreed to Viscount Silva's request to marry his daughter as a concubine. However, he also put forward three conditions. First, Viscount Silva had to treat his daughter well in the future. Second, he had to give her a generous betrothal gift. Third, he had to hold the wedding quietly, and it would be best if it wasn't held in the city. Because Mancheni felt that marrying his daughter to Viscount Silva as a concubine was a very shameful thing. If Viscount Silva brought people to welcome the bride with great fanfare, the couple would be too ashamed to show their faces in front of their neighbors, and they would never be able to raise their heads again.
These three conditions were extremely reasonable. Although the third condition made Viscount Silva very unhappy, he wasn't a fool. He knew that his reputation wasn't that great, and it didn't matter if the wedding was quiet. After all, other than those good-for-nothing playboys who were fooling around with him, there weren't any proper nobles who would attend. Let's arrange the location at my Feihong Winery. It's a place where I seek pleasure outside the capital. It's quiet and remote.
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Viscount Silva, along with a dozen guards and his friends, spent more than two hours on horseback to reach the destination. The gate of the Red Fir Winery was wide open, but Viscount Silva didn't mind it at all. He rode his horse all the way to the hall of the main building before dismounting.
Usually, there would be many servants running over to serve him attentively at this time. Some would lead the horses, some would bring water, some would hand towels, some would bring tea, and they would circle around Viscount Silva … However, it had been a long time, and there was still not a single person.
Viscount Silva flew into a rage. "Where are they? Where the hell are they? Why isn't there a single person? You two, go and see where those lazy bones have run off to. "
The two guards acknowledged and ran to the hall. When they opened the door, they were stunned. It took them a long time to come back to their senses. "My lord, quick, come and see, they're all here …"
"They're all here. Hurry up and ask them to come out!" Viscount Silva cursed as he walked to the hall. As soon as he reached the hall's entrance, a strong smell of alcohol assailed his nostrils, and he almost fell to the ground drunk.
When he looked into the hall, Viscount Silva was also dumbfounded. The hall was full of people lying on the floor. It seemed that all the servants of the Feihong Winery were here. But now, these people were all drunk and unconscious. The tables on the ground were empty oak barrels, and some of the larger barrels were still dripping with scarlet wine …
"Hahaha …" The playboys who accompanied Viscount Silva to Feihong Winery to celebrate his 26th concubine rushed to the front of the hall. When they saw the scene, they laughed so hard that they couldn't close their mouths.
"What a joke, Silva. So your servants are having a party when you're not at the winery, and they're all drunk. If it wasn't for the fact that you suddenly decided to hold the wedding at the winery yesterday and didn't send anyone to inform us, we would've been tricked by these servants all along. Looks like we'll have to launch surprise attacks on our own manors and castles in the future. Let's see if we've been tricked by those lowly servants … "A young noble with oily hair and a powdered face said with a smile.
"Preposterous!" Viscount Silva was seething with anger. It was obvious that he was going to become a laughing stock among the nobles in the capital again. It was disgraceful for the servants of the winery to hold a party behind his back. "I'm going to hang all these dogs of a slave to death …"
The viscount yelled, waving the whip in his hand and lashing the servants on the floor. Unfortunately, they were all dead drunk, and apart from groaning a few times, they didn't react at all. After more than ten lashes, the viscount was exhausted. His fat body couldn't support such vigorous movements, and he began to pant.
Raising his head, the viscount saw that at the end of the hall, the manager of the winery was hugging a huge barrel of wine and sleeping soundly on the luxurious chair that was wrapped in golden threads.
The viscount flew into a rage. "Drag that dog of a slave down! H-How dare he sit on my chair … "
The two guards marched aggressively towards the manager of the winery. At this time, the guards brought by Viscount Silva and his friends had already crowded into the hall. Even the two Silver-tier swordsmen who were keeping an eye on Mancheni squeezed into the hall, grinning from ear to ear.
Suddenly, the two doors closed without a sound, and the hall was plunged into darkness …
"Who … Who closed the doors? Hurry up and open them!" Viscount Silva bellowed.
The two guards who were closest to the doors tried to push the doors open, but they couldn't do anything for a long time. "It seems like someone locked the doors …"
"Who? Who's making such a joke …" The hall was in chaos.
"Light the candles first. Who brought flints?" Someone shouted.
"Clang clang clang …" The sound of swords being unsheathed could be heard. Five swords glowed with white light. They were the three silver guards of Viscount Silva and the two silver swordsmen who were watching over Mancheni. However, the sword glows were not used for illumination, but they could still vaguely see the silhouettes of people.
With a sizzling sound, a ball of flame lit up at the innermost part of the hall. After that, a sizzling sound could be heard. The flames in the air connected into a line, crisscrossing in the hall like a net. Hanging chandeliers and candles on the candlesticks were lit up one after another, and the hall was instantly illuminated.
Everyone was dumbfounded. The scene in front of them was too fantastical, just like the magic of legends.
"Esteemed Viscount Silva, and all the esteemed guests, I would like to extend a warm welcome to your arrival …" A hoarse voice rang out in the hall. Only then did everyone realize that someone else was sitting on Viscount Silva's throne. The manager of the winery that was lying on it had already fallen to the ground, and the person sitting on that special chair was a man wearing black clothes, black pants, and black leather shoes. His head was covered with a black cloth, and he wore a black blindfold, revealing only half of his face below his nose.
However, when he smiled, his white teeth were dazzlingly white under the illumination of the candlelight. At this moment, this man in black lazily leaned against the chair, looking at Viscount Silva and his men with a faint smile.
"You, you, who are you?" Viscount Silva asked in panic as he pointed at the man in black.
"Me? You can call me Zorro." The man in black said nonchalantly, "I've only heard that Viscount Silva of the Telimbo Kingdom has always been righteous, generous, and wealthy. He can spend a lot of money without batting an eyelid. I've heard a lot about you, so I've come to pay you a visit and help you spend some money. I'm sure you won't mind … "
Viscount Silva was very happy. He didn't know he was so famous. He grinned and laughed, "Alright, alright, I don't mind …"
Then, he was kicked. A noble friend beside him glared at him, "Idiot, can't you tell that I'm being sarcastic? He's trying to steal our money! He's a bandit! "
Viscount Silva finally understood and flew into a rage out of humiliation. He waved his hand, "Catch him, I'm going to hang him!"
The two guards who had gone to capture the manager of the winery were the closest to the man in black. They drew their swords and pounced. The man in black's figure flashed twice on the chair, and the two guards silently fell to the ground, unmoving.
"Go, all of you go!" Viscount Silva roared angrily. Then, he saw his three Silver-tier guards and more than ten Steel-tier and Bronze-tier guards bravely charge forward. Very quickly, they fell to the ground, unconscious …
This was too strange. The man in black who called himself Zorro was bare-handed. His figure flashed a few times as he charged at the guards, and all of them fell to the ground. A few nobles thought about the fire burning in mid-air and the fire net that lit up all the candles in an instant. A pale noble finally shouted, "He, he's a mage …"
The sound of water dripping could be heard. This was the sound of a few cowardly nobles wetting their pants.
Legend had it that mages were cold-hearted and killed without batting an eye. They were used to using humans for experiments, pulling out their tendons and peeling their skin, and even picking out their bones to form a human for resurrection … Didn't you read the popular knight novels on the market? They were all about heroic knights saving beautiful princesses from evil mages or giant dragons.
Viscount Silva's lower body was also wet. He had also peed. He knew that he wasn't a heroic knight, nor a beautiful princess. Instead, there was a high chance that he would become a specimen for a mage to vent his anger.
As expected, the man in black called Zorro cackled strangely. "You're all very naughty. Looks like I'll have to leave a mark on your bodies."
Zorro swaggered over. More than half of the remaining twenty or so people were paralyzed on the ground. Those who were still standing were also trembling …
Suddenly, two sword flashes appeared. These were the two Silver-tier swordsmen who were monitoring Mancheni. Their swords, one in front and one behind, pointed straight at the man in black's chest. The man in black seemed to be stunned. He watched as the two Silver-tier swordsmen passed by him.
"Great, we're saved, ugh …" Seeing this scene, the nobles felt as if they could see the man in black called Zorro being cut into four pieces. Just as they cried out in surprise, the scene in front of them made them sink into despair.
The man in black called Zorro was still standing there. However, the two Silver-tier swordsmen that passed by him fell to the ground and didn't move.
"Hehe, you're very happy, aren't you?" Zorro let out a hoarse laugh. "Strip them for me!"
At this moment, the nobles suddenly realized that there were six burly men who were similarly dressed in black but wearing white skull masks. They didn't make a sound, but they were incomparably strong. They grabbed one of the nobles and directly tore off all his clothes. Then, they grabbed his arms and brought him in front of the man in black called Zorro.
The corner of Zorro's mouth revealed an evil smile. He stretched out a finger. His finger flashed with a cold light, and he drew a line in front of the naked nobleman. A bloody "Z" symbol appeared on the naked nobleman's chest. This marked naked nobleman immediately fainted from the pain.
One day and one night passed. The drunken servants of the winery who were lying on the floor of the hall finally woke up. Although they still had a headache, this was just a basic reaction after being drunk. As long as they drank more water, they would recover.
The winery's manager shook his head, still feeling as if he was dreaming. The winery was invaded by a group of ferocious bandits, but these bandits didn't want money or women. They just forced everyone to drink, and those who didn't want to drink were beaten to the ground and forced to drink with wine barrels. In the end, everyone was drunk, and even those who were drunk were caught and forced to drink for a long time. Anyway, Feihong Winery had plenty of wine, and it was all good wine. The manager was stubborn and unyielding, but he still couldn't escape the fate of being forced to drink …
Were there such bandits in the world? The manager held his head and thought for a long time until a servant of the winery rushed over and pulled him out of the hall. Only then did the manager realize that the Viscount's mounts, carriages, and other things were parked in the courtyard …
Where was the Viscount? The manager searched all the rooms in the winery, but Viscount Silva and his guards were still nowhere to be found.
Impossible, the Viscount must be in the manor. He's so fat, it's impossible for him to leave the winery on foot. Wouldn't he be crazy if he didn't use the mounts? The manager lost his temper. He always felt that those bandits must have some conspiracy to get him and his servants drunk, and it was targeted at the Viscount …
In the end, in the deepest wine cellar of the winery, they finally found the whereabouts of Viscount Sylva and his group. The servants rescued Viscount Sylva, his friends, and his guards from the wine cellar. They were frozen to death, naked, and hugged each other to warm themselves. Their bodies were stiff, and their bodies were stiff.
In fact, Viscount Silva, his friends, and his guards had woken up long ago. When they realized that they were trapped in the wine cellar, they called for help for an entire day. However, they were trapped in the deepest wine cellar, and there was a lot of junk piled up on the door. Not to mention that their voices couldn't be heard, even if they could, it would be useless. The servants of the winery were all lying in the hall drunk to death.
In the middle of the night, everyone's voices were hoarse. They were cold and hungry, so they could only hug each other to keep warm. The weather in November was even colder in the middle of the night, and if it wasn't for the fact that the servants found it strange that there was so much junk piled up outside the wine cellar and moved it away, only to discover that the Viscount and the others were trapped inside, Viscount Silva and the others might have really frozen to death without anyone knowing.
Very quickly, a large number of the capital's guards rushed to the Fie Red Winery. News of Viscount Sylva's misfortune quickly spread throughout the capital. That magician called Zorro, the skeleton soldiers he summoned, and the mysterious "Z" mark on everyone's body … There were countless mysteries …
Meanwhile, the manager of the winery and the servants all complained in unison that it was just a group of vicious bandits who liked to force people to drink, and that there were six or seven of them …
After two days of hard work, the two silver-colored swordsmen who couldn't speak with their broken jaws finally made people remember what they had forgotten. Technician Mancheni and his family of three had disappeared. They were the technicians who had mastered all the glassmaking techniques, and the matter had finally blown up …
"Why can this technician called Mancheni and his family leave the capital?" The King of the Telemark Kingdom, Telemark the Seventh, asked the capital's chief security officer in front of him with a gloomy expression.
Indeed, as a glassmaker, they had lost their freedom while enjoying generous treatment. Other than the capital and the glassmaking base, they had no right to go anywhere else. Otherwise, the Telemark Kingdom wouldn't have been able to keep the glassmaking secret for almost two hundred years.
And so, everything was presented in front of the king …
"Hang Viscount Sylva on the square in front of the palace! Hang the guards at the west gate in front of the gate as well. It's their biggest crime that they forgot to check! As for the two silver-colored swordsmen who were in charge of surveillance, execute their entire family. They actually forgot their duty! Protecting the glassmakers was their mission. They could only kill the technicians when they had no other choice, and protect the secret of the kingdom's glassmaking! It wasn't just a matter of surveillance!
Also, execute the people in charge of the glassmaking base that accepted Viscount Silva's gold coins. They actually dared to chase the technicians who had mastered the glassmaking techniques out of the base. When the day comes that they have enough gold coins, they will have the guts to send the glassmakers to other countries …
What Magicians, skeleton soldiers, they are all lies. Their real target is Technician Mancheni and his family! Don't let the nobles who were involved in this matter go. Those who should be held accountable will be investigated to the end. Send someone to investigate the mastermind of this conspiracy! It doesn't matter which family or which kingdom it is, as long as there are clues, I don't mind mobilizing all the Master Swordsmen in the kingdom. We must protect the secret of glassmaking! "
Telemark the Seventh flew into a rage, and a storm of blood swept through the Telemark Kingdom …
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