Chapter 659 Chivalry

In this way, a few people stayed in the Lord's Hall until dusk, and still could not figure out how to secretly arrange a large number of Welsh Legion soldiers into Sauron Castle without being discovered.

 Sauronburg City is not large, and the appearance of strangers can easily attract the attention of the defenders in the city. There are a large number of soldiers stationed in the fort. If there are too few Welsh Legion soldiers who enter the fort for a surprise attack, they will not be able to deal with the Lombards inside. But there were too many people entering, and there was no suitable place to station troops. This question put Art into a dilemma. Dun~dong~

At this moment, the guard outside the door suddenly knocked on the wooden door of the Lord's Hall.

 "Sir!" the guard shouted from outside the door.

   ~

 Ron stepped forward and opened the door, "What's the matter?"

 "It's like this. Seeing that you haven't gone to the Commercial Guild for a long time, Mr. Mario specially sent his butler to ask."

 Ron looked back at Art.

 It was almost dark, and it was almost time for the city autonomy meeting to be held. Art said to the guard: "Tell the butler to go back and tell Mr. Mario, and we will leave for the guild immediately."

  "Yes, sir." The guard turned and left.

 After the guards left, Art took another look at the map on the table, sighed softly, and then said to Ron: "Put the map away first, and we will discuss it later. It is getting late, and we should leave, so as not to keep the guild leaders waiting."

  Ron then carefully folded up the map on the table and stuffed it into the leather armor.

 After everything was packed, it was already dark, and several people walked quickly towards the door. At this time, the Earl's Guards, who had already led their horses and were waiting at the main entrance, saw Art and others coming out, and immediately entered a state of alert.

 Looking at the guards in black robes in front of them, the knight Rocky Andre Saler following Art could not help but sigh: "The count's personal guards look no worse than my few guards!"

Matt stopped and said politely: "Sir Rocky, thank you. The guards around me are too young and far less experienced than your people. If the guards around me are like those of yours, I will definitely live longer~"

"Hahaha" Rocky laughed, disapproving of Art's words. "Young people are not necessarily worse than us old guys. In terms of physical strength and energy, we can no longer compare to them." Rocky said with emotion.

  "I don't think so," Art turned around and grabbed Rocky's right hand, glanced at Rocky's broad palm in the firelight, and looked at the calluses covering the palm, Art said jokingly: "I have never seen a businessman's hands so rough. You must be taking care of the food in the field when you have nothing to do~" After that, Art let go of Rocky.

  "Of course not," Rocky denied. "Over the years, I have never relaxed. I am still training almost every day as I was a few years ago. As a knight, you can never let the long sword in your hand rust into a pile of rotten iron!"

"Well said, this is the true spirit of chivalry! Do you all hear it?" Art raised his arms and asked loudly to the guards in front of him.

  “Yes, sir!”

  Everyone answered in unison.

  Angus and Ron, who were standing aside, kept nodding, shocked by the middle-aged knight's spirit of refusing to admit defeat.


The backyard of the mansion where Lavati Commercial Guild is located can hear noises from time to time. There are usually only three or five guys in the large kitchen who prepare food and drinks for the guild leaders. But two days ago, the total number of cooks, busboys and cooks hired from other taverns and hotels in Lavati exceeded 30 people. Adding in some handymen from the guild, the originally wide kitchen seemed overcrowded.

 The person who shouted at the busy servants and cooks in the kitchen was the steward of the Lavati Merchant Guild.

 On weekdays, he is responsible for the logistical chores within the guild and the food and drinks for the gentlemen. Although this position does not seem very respectable, he has come into contact with all the prominent merchants and nobles in Lavati City. Under the influence of his influence, this steward has become as shrewd as the merchants.

Because he often walked among the people in the guild, the steward inadvertently gained a better understanding of the temperament and temperament of those nobles.

 Even in order to suit their interests, stewards began to pay attention to the interests and hobbies of businessmen.

As time went by, foreigners who were doing business in Lavati wanted to sell their goods to Lavati, and they often made connections through stewards to get acquainted with the big businessmen in the guild. Of course, after the work is completed, those outside businessmen will give the steward a large commission in return.

 As time goes by, the manager’s pockets become more and more bulging, and his words become more and more tough.

 A few days ago, the guild decided to hold a banquet for other businessmen who came to Lavati to attend the city autonomy meeting. The banquet venue was chosen at the mansion where the guild was located. At that time, the Lavati Commercial Guild will provide food and drinks for representatives from all over the country, and this task naturally falls on the head of the steward.

 The steward was extremely happy when he received the assignment. You know, in addition to preparing the drinks and food for a banquet of hundreds of people, which can bring a lot of income to the steward, some incidental labor costs, purchasing banquet materials, decorating the venue, etc. can also bring in a lot of money.

Standing at the door and looking at the dozens of people busy inside and outside, the manager felt extremely satisfied. On weekdays, no more than eight people survive under his command. But now, the number of temporary helpers hired to prepare for the banquet has increased several times from the original basis. The steward suddenly feels that he has a large amount of labor in his hands, and he has a feeling of superiority.

 Hands shaking the glass cup in his hand, looking at the bright red wine inside, the steward brought it to his mouth and took a sip. The liquid slowly slid down the throat into the intestines and stomach, and a sense of sweetness came to my heart.

 Grabbed a piece of cooked beef on the plate on the table and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it twice with his eyes closed, and his stomach was greatly satisfied.

 Just as the steward picked up his glass and was about to take another sip, the voice of the deputy steward of the guild came from outside the kitchen door.

“Steward Carl, Mr. Mario asked me to come over and ask you if all the drinks and food for the banquet have been prepared.”

 The steward looked back at the deputy steward impatiently, then picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp. "Go back and tell Mr. Mario that everything is ready."

 "Okay, Steward Carl, I'll go right away." Seeing the deputy steward running all the way towards the front hall, the steward took a hard sip,

 and cursed: "Bastard, you're calling me The steward of Mario's house is an adult, and I am also a steward, but you dare to call me by my name~ Bah!"

The steward was extremely unhappy and scolded the people in the kitchen again, "Are you deaf? Prepare all the food immediately and send it to all the adults!"

The steward's greasy round face turned red, and the servants were so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe,

Dang!

  A deep copper pot containing wild fruit stew slipped from a handyman's hand and fell to the ground. The loud noise frightened everyone in the kitchen and froze in place.

 The steward walked in front of the boy in the direction where the copper pot rolled down. Without hesitation, he raised his right hand and slapped the boy in the face.

 He slapped the unlucky guy to the ground.

  It wasn't until the handyman was lying on the ground unable to move that the steward straightened up, panting. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on the servant, and then called two servants to go towards the wine cellar. ".—Are you sure it's these wines?" The wine is sealed in these dark oak barrels. "

   In the small wine cellar opposite the warehouse of Lavati Commercial Guild's residence, the two guys walked here under the cover of night and found the warehouse where the banquet wine was stored.

 Seeing that the banquet was about to start, the leader said to the other person: "Do it!"

So the two took out the small airtight ceramic jars hidden in their waists, uncorked them, opened the oak barrels lined up one by one, and poured the white powder in the jars into the oak barrels one by one.

 As the stopper of the last oak barrel was sealed, the leader's lips raised, and he said excitedly: "Okay, our mission is completed, retreat!"

 "Quick, follow~"

 In the dark night, the steward of the business and two men walked quickly towards the wine cellar under the guidance of the candlelight in the hands of the servants.

 Since the banquet guests were all the core figures of the autonomous city-states, the Lavati Commercial Guild specially purchased more than a dozen barrels of excellent-tasting wine to entertain the guests, and stored the wine separately in a small warehouse next to the warehouse.

   「Open the door!」

   “Yes~”

The servant took off the bolt and pushed open the wooden door, and a smell of wine filled his nostrils.

 This not-so-distant distance made it difficult for the steward to walk. As soon as he reached the door, a thin layer of sweat began to form on his forehead.

 As the servants lit the candles on the wall at the door of the warehouse, a dozen barrels of oak-sealed wine neatly stacked inside appeared in front of several people.

 Smelling the enticing aroma of wine, the steward couldn't help but open a barrel and stepped forward to smell it.

  "What a good wine!"

  Then he stretched out a finger and slowly put it into the entrance of the oak barrel. Helplessly, the butler's fat palm was stuck on it, and he was never able to get a drop of wine, so he had no choice but to take it back.

  "What a pity, what a pity! You two, send all these drinks to the hall."

  "Yes!"

  When the last barrel of wine was moved, the butler walked towards the hall with the servants and servants.

 When the backs of several people disappeared into the dim light, two black figures jumped from the wall and disappeared into the endless night.