The canonization ceremony ended in less than an hour. The five people who completed the canonization of the new knights were brought back to the official room of the lord's hall by the heraldry herald of Tyniec.
The heraldry officer took out a thick parchment book from the wooden shelf in the office room and put it on the wooden table. He also took out a few blank parchment papers from the wooden table, picked up the quill dipped in black ink, and said to the people standing in the office room: "My lords, you can tell me your requirements for your knight's coat of arms and swallowtail flag. The craftsmen in the city will design the knight's coat of arms and produce heraldic rings, seals, and swallow-tail flags decorated with heraldry patterns according to your requirements, but you will have to pay two hundred pfennigs for these three items. After all, our craftsmen need to eat. In addition, if you have special requirements for materials, you will have to pay a certain amount of material fees..."
After listening to the heraldry officer's introduction, several people stood there and thought for a while.
A wealthy merchant's son walked to the herald officer's wooden table and sat down. He took out five large silver marks from his purse and threw them in front of the herald officer.
The heraldry officer picked them up one by one and said flatteringly with a smile: "Master Dean, congratulations on your promotion to knight. A generous nobleman like you deserves a noble and special coat of arms. So, what kind of pattern do you want?"
The son of a wealthy businessman named Dean smiled and replied: "I would like a unique coat of arms, but my father has already said that my knight's coat of arms must use his company's heraldry pattern, so you can make the heraldic ring, seal and swallow-tailed flag according to the heraldic pattern of my family's house. But my heraldic ring and seal must be gold-plated, the swallow-tailed flag fabric must be made of good raw silk, and the edge of the flag must be rusted with golden silk thread..."
The heraldry officer rummaged through the parchment for a while and found Dean's family business coat of arms. Then he took a pen and recorded Dean's request on the blank parchment.
"Okay, Master Dean, your ring seal and flag will be delivered to your mansion within three days, please wait patiently."
"Okay, thank you"
Dean stood up, bowed slightly to the remaining people in the room, and said: "Brothers, I have to leave first, see you at the dinner."
Then the other three new trainee knights stepped forward and said to the herald officer. Regarding their own requirements for heraldic rings and seal flags, they were either the sons of wealthy merchants or the second sons of minor nobles. They also all followed their own family's heraldry or made slight changes based on the family's heraldry as their own heraldry.
Yate was the last one to go up.
He took out a large silver mark and five small silver shillings that he had prepared in advance and handed them to the herald officer, saying: "The remaining few pfennigs are your wine money."
The herald officer had made enough money today and did not care about Art's few copper coins. He took the coins with a chuckle and put them directly into the iron box on the table without even looking at them.
"Sir Art, what kind of knight's coat of arms do you want?" The herald officer yawned and asked, picking up the quill.
At took out a piece of parchment with a pattern on it from his arms and handed it to the heraldry officer. The heraldry officer took the parchment and looked at it carefully. He saw a howling wolf with blood eyes on a black background. The wolf's head shot up to the sky, as if it was howling on a full moon day, and its blood-colored wolf eyes glowed with a fierce light...
The heraldry officer studied it for a long time, and the more he looked at the wolf's eyes, the more sinister he felt. He put down the parchment in his hand, picked up the heraldry collection and searched for a long time, but found no heraldry that overlapped with it.
"Your Excellency, Herald, is the coat of arms I drew illegal?" Art asked.
"No, no, I've never seen a blood-eyed howling wolf emblem. Your blood-eyed howling wolf looks murderous no matter how you look at it~"
The howling wolf coat of arms with blood eyes on a black background was drawn by Art himself. The lone wolf is the heraldic totem of the Wells family that has declined. Art retained the lone wolf's sideways howling and added the black background and blood-colored wolf eyes symbolizing revenge.
"Do you have any other special requirements for the ring seal and flag?" the heraldry officer asked as he put away Art's parchment drawings.
After a simple canonization ceremony during the day, the five newly promoted apprentice knights jointly organized this dinner. As one of the newly promoted apprentice knights, Art also paid two hundred pfennigs for the dinner. The price was not high, because Master Dean, the son of a newly promoted wealthy businessman, contributed a thousand pfennigs to hold the banquet. Of course, Art would not compete on this occasion. He only brought out the minimum standard stipulated by the banquet organizer, because he wanted to use the money for the huge war waste that would follow.
With the minimum investment, of course, it would not be the focus of the banquet. While Dean was exchanging glasses of wine with the nobles in Tynets County who were attending the banquet, Art was feasting with Ron and several other subordinates in the corner of the hall. The food purchased for two hundred pfennigs was enough to feed all the soldiers in the patrol for a week.
Jason finished a large piece of grilled bacon on the plate, drank a large bowl of broth, wiped his mouth covered in soup, and said, "Sir, should we also go over there and clink glasses with those noble gentlemen?"
< br/> Ron threw the honey-smeared white bread onto the plate, glanced at Jason, and said bitterly: "What are you going to do? Do you know a few nobles, or does one of the nobles know you? Just eat quietly, you are the one to enjoy such delicious food tonight. A poor man can't eat more than once in his life. "
Seeing Jason and the two sentry riders immersed themselves in eating and stopped talking, Ron asked Art softly: "Master, look at that Young Master Dean, he is too talented. He's in the limelight, and I wish the whole party would revolve around him. I saw the thirty soldiers he recruited yesterday, and except for a few guys who looked like caravan guards, the other soldiers must have been serfs and vagrants who were forced into the group."
"Ron, if it weren't for Master Dean, we would have to pay several hundred pfennigs more for this banquet. They gave us more money, so they should be the focus of this banquet."
Ron had no choice but to shut up in anger.
At the end of the banquet, out of basic etiquette, Art found Dean and the other three trainee knights and toasted with them one by one. After all, they were "brothers" who swore allegiance together.
Several other people have also heard about Art and his patrol team in the past few days. Their initial contempt for Art has gradually disappeared because of Art's performance over the past year. The other people have never experienced a battle, and they are also very nervous about the upcoming battle, so they somewhat look up to Art who is already in the battle, but the guy named Dean always scorns Art.
Viscount Pierre saw a few people gathered in a crowd and came to them with a wine glass. Of course, they were very grateful to the Viscount who had conferred the title on them and raised their glasses one after another.
Pierre responded to several people one by one.
"My dear Sirs, the documents for your five new trainee knights have been sent to Besançon this afternoon. According to the previous order of the palace, you still have more than a month to prepare. Before the first Sunday in July, you You must be well-armed and ride on horses with a sufficient number of armed soldiers to gather here. Then I will personally take you and your soldiers to Besancon for training. Do you understand? "
"Understood!" everyone replied in unison.
"Okay, sirs, enjoy this dinner. In troubled times, such a feast is not common." Viscount Pierre drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then left the banquet hall with a drunken pace accompanied by a plump maid...
Art refused the invitation of a lady with a strong perfume smell to "chat alone" and prepared to leave the banquet with several of his well-fed and drunk subordinates.
"Red, let's go! You still have to watch, be careful of falling into the deep ditch on the chest of those women and unable to climb out." Ron dragged Red, who was staring at the lady in the darkness of the hall, out.
Reid is already twenty years old, but he has never tasted the taste of a woman, let alone a fragrant and voluptuous lady, "Sir Ron, I will look at her for a little while longer, just a little while."
After hearing this, Art stopped and turned around and said to Ron: "Ron, you don't have to go back to the hotel tonight. Come to the hotel to meet before lunch tomorrow."
Matt knew that these soldiers had accumulated a lot of salary, and there were no taverns or shops in the valley wooden fort for the soldiers to have fun, so Art allowed the patrol soldiers to have fun when it was absolutely safe.
Ron let go of Red and said to Art: "Master, just let Red and the others go. You can't live without someone by your side."
Art nodded with a smile.
Ron turned around and conveyed Art's arrangements to the three of Red, and asked them not to cause trouble in the city of Tyniec.
Hibernate all night...
Three days later, Art came to the heraldry officer's office in the Lord's Hall as scheduled.
The heraldry officer took out a crude wooden box from the drawer of the wooden table and handed it to Art, "Sir Art, this contains your heraldic ring, seal and swallow-tail flag. There is also an identity document issued by Tyniec County for you. Please take a look."
Art took the wooden box and opened it, and the ring and the seal were placed on a neatly folded fine linen swallow-tailed flag. He picked up the copper ring and seal and looked at it. A blood-eyed howling wolf was engraved on the ring and seal. He took out the swallow-tailed flag and unfolded it, and the blood-eyed howling wolf emblem was printed on the flag. The identity document was written in cowhide, with Viscount Pierre's signature and seal on it.
The heraldry officer opened the thick parchment on the wooden table and said to Art: "Sir, if you feel that this heraldry meets your requirements, please stamp your seal in this heraldry album, so that your heraldry will be officially effective."
Att looked at the parchment in front of the heraldry officer. The opened page depicted Att's knight's coat of arms, and at the bottom was written in beautiful Latin the name, title, family motto, lord and other information of the user of the coat of arms.
At took the iron spoon with molten fire paint handed over by the herald officer, gently dropped it on the parchment, pressed the seal in his hand on it, and the blood-eyed howling wolf heraldry seal was sealed.
The heraldry officer blew dry the paint on the parchment, closed the heraldic book, and said to Art: "Sir Art, may God be with you, may you make great achievements on the battlefield, and cut off the swallow tail on the heraldic flag as soon as possible."
"Thank you, God is with you." Art put away the wooden box and turned around and left the Herald Office...
"Ron, inform your sentry that we will leave Tyniec and return soon..."
A group of five cavalrymen came out of Tyniec and headed south with the seal of Ater's heraldic flag...