Chapter 44: Let the enemy not guess your operations

Author: Orange Cat Dragon

Chapter 44: Let the enemy not guess your operations

Angel took them into the castle, on the first floor of the castle.

He asked Blanton to go to the hall on the second floor first to meet with the Barons of Moreau.

Blanton was a little scared, because in this way, he would be separated from Ivita and others.

But he had to go upstairs first, otherwise it would look too strange.

Angel took Ivita and others to the side hall on the first floor.

In the side hall, he expressionlessly pushed aside the maid who entered, and said to Ivita and others: "Before meeting the baron, you must first remove your weapons and armor and pass my inspection."

Ivita was stunned for a moment.

Because disarming one's weapons would be very detrimental to one's own side.

And the opponent will soon discover the [Executioner], the [Broken Steel Sword], and the old witch’s expensive Mithril Swords.

At this moment, Black Wolf suddenly sneered. "You don't even need to take off your armor and weapons to meet the king."

"Why is your Baron so special?"

"Your Majesty, you have gone too far."

Angel's face changed slightly.

Ivita suddenly thought.

By the way, this is not the ancient Celestial Dynasty.

The custom here is that you do not need to disarm to meet important people.

This son of the forest disguised as a human officer was just trying to make things difficult for them.

Moreover, it is difficult to say whether the other party will kill them next moment if they really disarm them.

Angel said forcefully: "This is our rule here."

"you……"

Black Wolf said: "It's okay to disarm. But we need spices, soap, bath water boiled from a warm spring, four young and beautiful maids, and clean clothes suitable for the status of gentlemen and ladies for the four of us.

.”

Iveta estimated that according to the prices in this world, this set would cost at least a hundred gold pounds.

Even more than that.

Angel was obviously dumbfounded and said strangely: "What are you talking about?"

Hei Lang spoke bluntly. "It is true that you need to disarm your weapons and take off your armor and put on clothes when meeting the King of Alsace, but there will be a special etiquette department to teach you how to learn the etiquette of meeting the King."

"We will also provide hot spring hot water, beautiful women's clothes and food."

"If it were the Frankish Empire next to the Kingdom of Alsace, then the cost of an audience with His Majesty would be an astronomical figure, and these are all provided by the other party to us visitors."

Ivita added, "Since you asked us to disarm, we also ask you to provide us with equal or similar treatment."

Angel was silent.

Silent because of poverty.

A few minutes later, a dangerous look flashed in his eyes. "I understand, okay, I'll take you to see the Baron right now."

"Come with me."

Ivita breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that this hurdle has been passed again.

Hope there won't be any more troubles in the future.

Angel led them out of the side hall and to the lobby on the second floor.

At this time, the hall was actually full of people. Some middle-aged people were sitting on the high wooden stools provided by the baron, and some young attendants were standing beside these middle-aged people.

These people should all be vassals of the Moro family.

There are many formal knights and knights' attendants inside, which are all the details of this barony.

When they got here, Hei Lang and others became nervous.

Because the irony is that the Son of the Forest, who replaced Baron Morrow, could actually order these human vassals to deal with them through feudal law.

Baron Moreau was sitting on the chair in the middle, scolding Blanton, who bowed his head and said nothing. "I said, there are no ogres at all."

"do you understand?"

"I say it again, there are no ogres in the Barony of Morrow!"

Poor Brenton was so scolded that he didn't dare to say a word, and his palms were trembling.

Ivita came over and said calmly: "No, I saw the ogre with my own eyes in your territory."

"As the person who reminded you, you must give me a reward. If you don't believe it, you can find a place where I can tell you the specific story in detail."

He walked over, and when Blanton saw Ivita coming, he immediately seemed to have seen a savior, and his eyes shone.

The vassal knights of the Moro family who were watching the show were all whispering.

"Which family does this child belong to? He is so bold! He actually dares to speak to the baron."

"It seems that they are not from our barony, but are they from nearby nobles?"

"I think he looks like an explorer. Maybe he's a newborn calf who's not afraid of tigers, or maybe he's the second son of a nobleman who's out for training, right?"

"I still admire him quite a lot, haha..."

Baron Moreau's face darkened, and he glanced at Ivita.

After hearing the voices of the knights, he clenched his fists and suppressed his anger.

It seemed that he should have sent people to arrest all these explorers in the afternoon.

I didn't expect that when we were about to force the army to invade the palace, such a big mistake would happen because of these explorers. How shameful.

Baron Moreau said: "In that case, you and Brenton will go to the side room with me to talk."

"Now, immediately, Angel, take charge of the situation here."

Baron Moreau stood up, his figure looking unusually tall, like the tallest pillar among all the pillars, supporting the atmosphere and situation of the scene.

He walked into the side hall, and Branton, Ivita and others immediately followed him.

After entering the small side hall next to the hall, the wooden door was immediately closed.

There is only one maid here, Baron Moreau, Blanton, Ivita, Rayleigh, the old witch and the black wolf.

Baron Morrow looked at Blanton angrily. "What exactly do you want to do? I've told you a long time ago. You don't have a sister at all, and now you have come up with false news about an ogre."

"Guests, don't believe what he says."

"Let's go have a drink together. All the expenses will be paid by me. I've prepared a lot of drinks in the castle. It's better to enjoy the wine than to waste time on this idiot."

Ivita noticed that the maid came around behind her and others and blocked the door.

But he didn't seem to notice, "No need, Your Excellency Baron."

"Actually, we didn't see the ogre at all."

"We did lie before."

Baron Moreau was dumbfounded, and so were the others.

Especially Black Wolf, Rayleigh and Blanton, they felt that they simply couldn't keep up with Ivita's ideas.

What's going on?

Baron Morrow looked strange. "You should know that you will be hanged if you lie about the news, right? Since you didn't find the ogre, you lied..."

"Well." Ivita pretended to sneer and started to show off. "But so what! You will be out of date soon."

"Lord Blanton will force you to give up your position as baronet and the castle."

"Things like ogres don't matter. The position of Baron is the most important thing."

Baron Moreau looked at Blanton as if he were seeing his son for the first time, "So... this is a rebellion?"

"The reason why you met me alone is to hold me hostage?"

Branton hesitated, "Yes, that should be the case."

Baron Moreau was speechless.

In his eyes, this baronetship is little better than air.

He doesn't care about the hierarchical order of humans. The children of the forest are relatively equal, and there is no hierarchy between them.

He said to Blanton in a very speechless tone: "I am your heir. After I die, my seat will be yours."
To be continued...