Laing did not want to open the door at this time. The Holy Grail Knight wanted to take a nap or sit quietly for a while.
"Mr. Laing?" A waiter's voice came from the door. "Are you free now? Someone is looking for you. "
"Someone is looking for me?" Laing stood up and walked to the door. "Who is it?"
"It's Mr. Olivier, Mr. Laing's knight," the waiter continued.
"Olivier?" The door opened, and the young knight slipped in. "Oh! My Baron! Look at what I've brought for you. "
"Oh? This is? "Laing had already smelled it. The Holy Grail Knight's eyes lit up.
It was roast beef, black pepper roast beef! And it was a big piece of steak!
This was high-end food. Even the great nobles could not eat it all day. Where did Olivier get it?
"Mr. Gabriel sent someone to send this to you. I brought it as soon as I got it. Eat it while it's hot, my Baron."
"Let's eat together, Olivier!" Laing took out two bottles of apple sweet sparkling wine and invited him warmly.
So the baron and his knight sat down and ate heartily, enjoying the delicious food.
The fresh and juicy black pepper beef and the bubbling apple wine made the Baron feel very comfortable. Some of the small unhappiness disappeared with the wind, and he felt much better.
Olivier saw this and decided to strike while the iron was hot. "My Baron, are you free tonight? You should be free these days, right? "
"Yes, I'm free these days, but I can't leave the capital before the results are out," Laing said casually.
"Then … Do you want us to arrange some programs?" Olivier rolled his eyes and then said softly, "Tonight, in the courtyard of Javier in Curona, there will be a masquerade ball!"
"Masquerade … ball?" Laing's eyes flickered, and the Holy Grail Knight felt his interest was piqued. "Is it 'that' kind of masquerade ball?"
"That's right, 'that' kind of masquerade ball." Olivier smirked. "Not only can you do this … you can also do that …"
"Is that so? Can there be such a masquerade?" Laing's lips curled up. "Wouldn't that be …"
"That's right, that's right, my Baron. What kind of scenery is behind the curtain? What kind of surprise is behind the curtain? Don't you want to see it, my Baron?" Olivier said, "It's okay. Everyone is wearing a mask. No one cares. So what if they know? Now that the knights have returned from battle, it's time to relax. "
Laing agreed with Olivier on this point. In Brittany, knights tried their best to abide by the code of chivalry, but they were very relaxed about going out to 'relax' occasionally. Most cities in the kingdom had such places.
It was the same for the Holy Grail Knights. The Eight Virtues of Knights did not include this requirement.
(It has always been rumored that the Knights of the Holy Grail have greater needs in this regard than normal people.)
"On the battlefield, a knight must ensure that the great spear kills the enemy accurately. On the battlefield, a knight must also ensure that the small spear is full of vitality. This is a good knight."
— — The Second Generation of Brittany Knight King Lewis
"Hmm …" Laing was a little tempted.
"So, my Baron, let's go and see it together?"
"Hmm … Indeed, after a long battle, there's nothing much to do now. It seems like it's okay to go and see it?"
"Hehehe …"
"Hehehe … Hehehe …"
The two men laughed obscenely together in the room.
"Sir Laing, Mr. Olivier, where are you going to see it?" At this time, a gentle female voice came from the door of the room.
"Woah!" Olivier was so scared that he quickly stood up. Laing was also shocked.
Looking up, the Duke's daughter and her maid were standing at the door of the room. Olivier did not close the door!
Today, the female knight was still wearing her Marquess costume. She had changed her trousers into a brown checkered short skirt. A pair of slender and smooth legs were wrapped in black stockings. A pair of beautiful feet wore a pair of silver high heels. Her golden waist-length curly hair was fixed by a blue hair band. She was flawless and looked dignified.
Behind Suria was her maid, Sylvia. Compared to Suria who was wearing her Marquess costume, Sylvia did not have the right to wear noble clothes. Instead, she was wearing the standard dark red Brittany noble dress with a ribbon in front of her chest. Under the brown checkered short skirt were gray stockings and leather shoes. Sylvia was shorter than Suria who was almost 1.75 meters tall, probably less than 1.7 meters tall. Her dazzling long blonde hair was tied up high behind her head.
The female knight, who was just as valiant, seemed to have heard more. She looked at Olivier with a dangerous gaze, but when she remembered that he was a knight under Laing's command, she restrained herself.
"Ahem, we were talking about Cullona. As the capital of Brittany, it is indeed prosperous. We didn't have the chance to see it last time, but since we're here, we should visit some of the famous attractions." Laing was very calm. "But Olivier and I have a problem. We're both foreign knights, and we don't know much about the streets of Cullona."
"That's exactly what I wanted to say, Sir Laing. You don't have anything else to do, do you?" The female knight did not mind that the two were being secretive. Instead, she pretended that she did not know anything and invited Laing. "If you don't have anything else to do, would Sylvia and I have the honor of showing you around Cullona?"
"Of course, I'm very honored!" Leon instantly threw Olivier to the back of his mind and accepted the invitation seriously. "I really didn't expect Miss Sulia to take the initiative to invite me. Since that's the case, how can I not accept?"
"Also, just call me Laing."
… …
Ten minutes later, on the streets of Cullona.
The stone roads were clean and tidy. There were a lot of three- or four-story buildings on both sides of the road. A large number of shops formed the first element of the city's prosperity. The streets of Cullona were filled with people.
The capital of Brittany, Cullona, was next to the Sunnes River. The city had a population of about 150,000 to 200,000. It was one of the five largest human cities in the old world. The other four were the Empire's White Wolf City, the capital of Brunswick, the southern city of Nur, and the semi-independent city of Marinburg.
The Empire across the Grey Mountains had a population of about 20 million, and Brittany had a population of about 6 million. The War of the Knights had caused the Brittany to lose more than 30,000 men. Although the country's military strength was a little tight, it was still acceptable.
After walking around the streets, the three of them saw a lot of people from the Empire and a small number of people from the Southern Kingdoms. High elves and dwarves also appeared from time to time. However, compared to Marinburg, Cullona was not as prosperous. There were many fully armed knights roaming the streets and alleys. It was very different from the chaos and filth of Marinburg.
Among them, in the streets and alleys, the culture of knights had been deeply ingrained into the bones of this country. Many children of nobles were wearing simple knight uniforms, waving their small lances and shields, shouting the names of ladies, and practicing with each other.
The appearance of the Knight of the Holy Grail made everyone show their respect. Laing walked on the streets, and all the knights saluted him. The nobles took off their hats, the nobles bowed to him, and the nobles lifted their skirts. Children surrounded him and laughed, trying to get his attention.
In this country, the status of the Knight of the Holy Grail was obvious.
Laing was very calm about his high status. He did not get carried away, nor did he pretend to be humble. On the contrary, he politely responded to anyone who greeted him and then continued to play.
All the goods and specialties from the twelve duchies of Brittany, many imported goods from the Empire, and the shops of the dwarves and elves could be found in Cullona. Many of the shops had signs saying "20% off for the Knight of the Holy Grail".
"The Church of the Holy Grail is just ahead. Laing's Pavilion … Laing." Suria and Laing walked on the streets together. Seeing that Laing, as a Knight of the Holy Grail, was so loved by the citizens and nobles, she did not know why, but she was also sincerely happy for him.
When they opened the door of a shop, the wind chime at the door rang. Inside the shop, an alchemist saw that a Knight of the Holy Grail was visiting and shouted happily, "Welcome! Absolutely welcome! Noble Knight of the Holy Grail, take a look at anything you want. 20% off everything! "
"Laing's Pavilion … Laing, do you know alchemy? I see that you've bought a lot of alchemy materials. " Suria noticed that Laing had been consciously buying alchemy materials, so she started to talk about it.
"I don't know alchemy myself, but one of my friends knows alchemy. I'm buying some alchemy materials for when she comes to see me in the future," Laing carefully identified the age and value of the dragon's beard in his hand and answered casually.
"She? Is it the Lake Prophet sent by the Lady? " Suria also walked to Laing's side. The female knight seemed to be very interested in this topic. "Speaking of which, Mr. Laing, as the champion of the Lady's Chosen One, did not send the Lake Prophet to your territory to help you with your internal affairs?"
"Is there one in Winford's palace?" Laing smiled meaningfully and did not answer this question. The Lake Fairy had mentioned it before, but Laing had rejected her.
"Yes, there are two Lake Prophets in Winford's palace to help my father with his internal affairs," Suria said as she watched Laing go to pay the bill. "They're both very gentle people."
"I'll have my own wizard friends in the future to help me with these things, but they're not very gentle people," Laing said with a bitter smile.
"She?"
"Yes. Do you know the Garland Council?" The group walked out of the shop and continued to walk towards the Holy Grail Cathedral.
Garland Council? Those evil witches? The female knight's heart skipped a beat, but the expression on her face did not change at all. Her smile was like a warm spring breeze, and her cherry lips lightly said, "I know. I've heard others mention it before. It's said that it's an organization of female spellcasters?"
"I have a working relationship with them, although it's not very reliable …" Laing nodded. He did not seem to want to continue this topic, so he decided to change the topic. "By the way, how's Emilia doing? Is she adapting well? "
"Yes. Miss Emilia is adapting very well to the environment of the academy. She's enrolled in the court and knight support courses. She's very hardworking in her studies and has a good relationship with the other students." Suria really wanted to continue this topic, but she knew that now was not the time. The female knight tried her best to make Laing feel comfortable talking with her.
As the daughter of a duke, Marquess Suria was perfect in both her speech and her actions. Laing felt like he was bathing in the spring breeze when he was with her.
It was a truly relaxed and lively atmosphere of conversation.
"Is that so? I thought that Amelia would be very shy and wouldn't be able to make any friends. "Thinking of his maid, Leon laughed loudly.
"How could that be? But Mr. Laing … Can you answer a question for me? "Before Suria could speak, her maid, Sylvia, took the initiative to ask.
"Please ask, Miss Sylvia. There's no need to stand on ceremony." The baron stretched out his right hand and placed his palm flat, indicating that Sylvia could ask as much as she wanted.
"Miss Emilia … How did she become your maid?" The more serious maid looked at Laing with bright eyes. Both she and the female knight had seen Emilia's behavior. She did not seem like someone who would willingly become a maid.
"It's a long story …" Laing thought to himself. This story was going to be a long one.
"But both Sylvia and I are willing to listen. It must be a thrilling story, right?" However, the female knight was unwilling to let her off the hook. Suria stopped in her tracks. Her sea-blue eyes were faintly discernible through her golden bangs, and they were filled with interest. "Laing, since you've entrusted Miss Emilia to me, then I have the right to know about her, right?"
Laing thought to himself. That seemed to be the case. But why were the two female knights looking at him with such interest?
This put a lot of pressure on him.
"Alright, it all started about a year ago. At that time, I was in the capital of the Nords Kingdom, Coldwinter City, and received a request from Archbishop Innocent …" Laing began to tell a series of his experiences.
His journey from the Nords Kingdom was filled with stories of thrills and battles, until Emilia was willing to become his maid after the Battle of Marlin Castle.
"What an amazing story. The virtues and nobility you've displayed are truly admirable." The female knight listened to the story carefully. Her face was filled with admiration. Sylvia was also filled with respect for Laing's performance on this journey.
Only a person like him deserved to be the champion of the ladies' competition!
That was what the two female knights thought.
"Thank you." Before they knew it, they had arrived at their first destination of the day.
The iconic building of Culona, one of the three holy places in the hearts of Brittany, the Grail Cathedral that spanned dozens of hectares of land, had arrived.
No one would forget the great figures of Arthur and the other twelve Knights of the Holy Grail, and no one would forget the twelve great victories that Arthur and the other knights had achieved. Without their efforts, Brittania would not be where it was today.
Just as they reached the door, a light female voice suddenly came from behind the three of them. "Ah! It's Sister Suria! And Sister Sylvia too! Long time no see! "
"Wait! Who's this man?! Knights, take him down! "
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