Icestone City.
After nightfall, the banquet hall of the Red Castle gradually became lively.
The newly married Viscounts would be hosting a banquet for all the guests who had come to attend the wedding.
The luxurious hall of more than six hundred square meters was paved with red paulownia wood. Two long oak tables were placed on both sides of the hall, with all kinds of fine wine and delicacies on them.
The well-dressed attendants stood beside the long tables like statues, ready to serve the guests at any time. However, very few people came here to eat. Even if they did, they would only try a little. It was rude to eat and drink in such an occasion.
The guests in the hall were divided into two groups. The beautiful and charming ladies were gathered in the resting area on the left, and they would occasionally let out bell-like laughter.
A young girl who looked no more than fifteen years old became the target of the ladies' teasing. This was because she was the one who had received the flowers that Vera had thrown to her during the day.
This meant that she had received the bride's blessing and was about to become the next lucky person to get married.
The young girl's face was as red as a ripe apple, and it was unknown whether she was shy or excited.
The well-dressed gentlemen were gathered on the right side of the hall. They gathered in twos and threes, holding a glass of champagne in their hands as they chatted amiably. It was unknown how much consensus and tacit understanding they had reached, or how many schemes they had conspired against each other.
Among these male nobles, there was an obvious core — the Duke Of St. Hilde.
He just stood there quietly, taking small sips of the champagne in his glass. Although he did not say anything, the surrounding nobles still took turns to greet him. If they received a few words of praise from the Duke, they would immediately become drunk, and their faces would turn red with excitement.
However, the Duke Of St. Hilde was of noble status, and the nobles did not dare to disturb him too much. After a few words, they tactfully left. Thus, Scholar Dwayne became the target of everyone's conversation.
The topic of discussion naturally could not stray away from the current chaotic situation on the Northern Frontier. Those who were able to attend this wedding were definitely vassals loyal to the Duke Of St. Hilde. At this moment, they were all wantonly attacking the St. Theon family, the Oman family, and the Dawson family, as if they could not wait to immediately lead their troops to the battlefield and kill these traitors of the Northern Frontier.
Scholar Dwayne chuckled as he dealt with the suzerains, feeling rather disdainful in his heart.
After the great purge last year, the powerful forces among the lords of the Northern Frontier were basically wiped out. At this time, the nobles in front of him were basically new lords who had just been enfeoffed not long ago. The army in their hands was too weak. Not to mention the Duke Of St. Hilde, even Scholar Dwayne looked down on them.
What the Duke truly valued was still the Angele family's army. Only this young man who had inherited Marquis García's legacy could make the Duke Of St. Hilde personally come to Icestone City at such a critical time and marry off his beloved daughter.
Of course, even though Scholar Dwayne was disdainful of the nobles who came forward, he still had to put on a front.
While dealing with the nobles, he was also secretly observing the Duke Of St. Hilde.
Then, Scholar Dawn keenly noticed that the duke seemed a little absent-minded tonight.
Just as the atmosphere of the banquet was getting more and more lively, Colin and Vera finally appeared in a new set of clothes.
Colin had changed into a red and black Viscounts suit with a delicate rose pinned to his chest. He looked elegant and handsome.
Vera had also changed out of her wedding dress, which was inconvenient for her to walk around in. She had put on a white, low-cut, backless dress. Her blonde hair was tied up into a bun, and her blue eyes were clear and bright. Her dress fluttered in the wind, and her figure was graceful and graceful. Her beauty was pure and delicate, and the beauty of youth and maturity combined to form a unique charm on her body.
Applause sounded as the newlyweds were welcomed into the hall.
A huge wedding cake was pushed out by Cathy. The butler, Eamon, handed a silver table knife to Colin and motioned for him to cut the cake together with Vera so that everyone could share the cake.
Colin smiled as he handed the table knife to Vera. He then held her hand and cut a small piece of the huge eight-layer cake.
Bang!
A bottle of champagne was opened, and the bubbles immediately sprayed onto the newlyweds' heads.
Colin quickly hugged Vera in his arms to prevent her from getting splashed by the champagne.
After playing around for a while, Colin handed the piece of cake that he had cut to the Duke Of St. Hilde. He then handed the table knife to Vera and motioned for her to continue dividing the cake for the guests.
He then walked through the crowd with the Duke Of St. Hilde and came to a secluded corner.
"I'm afraid that there won't be time for your honeymoon," the Duke Of St. Hilde said straightforwardly.
Colin nodded. He had already expected this.
The Duke had personally come to Icestone City and even asked Vera to marry him. It would be strange if the Duke did not want anything else.
"I need you to mobilize the army as soon as possible and attack Iron Furnace City. If you can take down this city within a month, I will immediately make you an Earl!"
Colin blinked and said carefully, "Duke, of course I am willing to fight for you. However, I think that it would be better to take down Fallen Eagle City first."
"Oh? Why? "The Duke Of St. Hilde tasted the wedding cake in small bites, his face expressionless.
"First of all, Fallen Eagle City is closer to Icestone City. Moreover, Earl Oman is weaker than Marquis Dawson, so we have a better chance of taking down Fallen Eagle City.
Moreover, the St. Theon family is obviously closer to the Oman family. If we take out Earl Oman's nest, we can greatly weaken the power of the St. Theon family. "
Colin stated his reasons, but he did not mention the most important one.
The fact that he had Valla as a spy in Fallen Eagle City was his trump card. He could not casually tell the Duke Of St. Hilde about it.
"You think that the Oman family is the most important power of the St. Theon family?" A mocking smile appeared on the Duke Of St. Hilde's face.
"Is that not the case?"
The Duke Of St. Hilde did not answer directly. Instead, he said mysteriously, "Don't worry about the Oman family. They are nothing more than a fence-sitter who wants to please both sides. Moreover, I have a way to sow discord between them and the St. Theon family."
Colin rolled his eyes as if he had understood something.
"Moreover, the dwarves are our biggest problem." The Duke Of St. Hilde finished his cake and wiped his mouth with a napkin. He then ordered in an unquestionable tone, "In three days, I hope to see your army depart from Icestone City and march into Iron Furnace City."
Then, without waiting for Colin to respond, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder. Then, he drifted away.
The Duke's forcefulness made Colin very uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do. He did not dare to oppose the other party directly.
Rubbing his chin, Colin suddenly thought that if he could not resist directly, could he have Valla cause some trouble in Fallen Eagle City and make the Duke change his mind?
While thinking, Colin decisively switched to the perspective of the blood thrall he had arranged in Fallen Eagle City. He wanted to see the current situation in Fallen Eagle City.
But then, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.
What was going on?
Was there a fire?
Colin instructed the blood thrall to climb onto a nearby roof. All he could see was a sea of red. Numerous fire dragons wreaked havoc, turning Fallen Eagle City into a fiery purgatory.
He was instantly dumbfounded.
It had only been a few days since he last saw Fallen Eagle City. How did it become like this?
Of course, he could not find any useful information from the blood thrall's mind. If he wanted to know what had happened, he would probably have to ask Valla.
However, all blood thralls had their own consciousness and could not be controlled by Colin at will like the blood thrall.
He had to find Valla.
But in this situation, where would Valla be?
Colin looked around and found that there was no fire in the center of Fallen Eagle City. Moreover, a green pillar of light descended from the sky and enveloped the Oman family's castle.
"Colin, do you want to eat cake?" Vera quietly appeared beside Colin and asked with a smile.
"Okay." Colin quickly came back to his senses and took the plate from Vera's hands with a smile.
At the same time, he ordered the blood thralls in Fallen Eagle City to immediately head toward the Oman family's castle.
He had to figure out what had happened there.
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