Chapter 220： Banquet storm two

"Now, does anyone have any objections?"

The Duke said with a bad face, and several members of the Ferdinand family immediately retreated obediently.

The hall soon fell into a dead silence, whoever gets involved in this kind of thing will be unlucky.

After a few seconds, a person stood up. It was Earl Maltz Kent, who was appointed by the Duke as his heir.

"My lord duke, I'm stupid, I really can't afford the position of duke."

As sincere as Maltz Kent's voice could have been, "Your Excellency, please find another suitable candidate."

"Do not!"

The Duke waved his hand at him, "I have already decided that you will inherit the title of Duke, as long as your Kent family restores Ferdinand's surname."

"This…"

Maltz Kent looked a little hesitant.

The Duke actually said in a pleading voice: "The current members of the Ferdinand family are useless. I am afraid that after I am called by the Lord, the family will decline."

The few people from the same clan as the Duke suddenly became ashamed.

"Why, Maltz Kent? Our two families have a common ancestor. Don't you want to do your part in the glory of the ancestors?"

"I…"

Maltz Kent was still hesitating.

His appearance even made Paul anxious, "Damn it, this guy is still hesitant about the pie in the sky. It looks like he is putting on an act."

Although this Maltz Kent had a rift with him, Paul was very envious of the fact that he was lucky enough to be handed over to him.

Why didn't such a good thing happen to him?

"Okay!" Maltz Kent seemed to have made up his mind.

"Since Your Excellency the Duke doesn't dislike me, then I will accept your arrangement beyond my means. Your Excellency, I will definitely develop and strengthen the Ferdinand family."

Hearing what the Earl of Kent said, the Duke had a half-smile on his face, but kept saying, "Good! Good! Good!"

He seemed to have immediately returned to his previous fragile appearance, tremblingly raising his glass - just now the servants cleaned up the mess on the ground in a flash, and rearranged the food and drink.

"Everyone! Let's celebrate the birth of the new successor of the Ferdinand family!"

All of a sudden, the hall became lively again. The guests exchanged glasses again, and no one remembered Viscount Henry who had just been dragged out.

Everyone took turns to curry favor with the future Duke Ferdinand.

In order to build a good relationship, Paul and Mellon also came to Maltz Kent with wine glasses.

"Congratulations, Earl of Kent!"

Resisting the disgust and the urge to spit in his face, Paul congratulated the Earl of Kent, although his heart was full of old resentment and jealousy.

"Hahaha! It's easy to say, and I have to rely on the help of the two neighbors in the future!"

Maltz Kent laughed heartily, and drank a large glass of wine with Paul and Myron, as if nothing unpleasant had ever happened between them.

After the cutscene, Paul returned to his seat to eat and drink by himself.

The Earl of Kent looked at Paul's leaving back with a triumphant expression.

The 'servant boy' beside him was silent.

After the banquet, the Duke announced that he would hold a tournament, where the nobles and knights who were more confident in their skills would show off their valor on the field.

"Are you interested in participating?"

Paul asked Bryce and Victor.

Bryce laughed at himself: "Haha, forget it. Lord Earl, an informal knight like us is not qualified to play. If Lord Schroeder is here, he can participate."

Paul shrugged, "Well, I'm not interested in watching either, why don't we go back."

On the other hand, Macron looked very interested: "Although we won't participate, it's always okay to have a look."

Victor on the side had the same expression as him.

"Okay, Myron, you and Victor go to the stadium to watch the excitement, and Bryce and I will visit Cardinal Leonard."

So the four parted ways, and Paul led the way to the cathedral by Bryce.

After riding for nearly half an hour, they arrived at the cathedral in Center City, the bishop's residence of the Northwest Gulf Church.

Bishop Leonard received them in the living room.

The Bishop's body does not look like he is sick, and as the priest said, he is using an excuse not to go to Duke Ferdinand's banquet.

"Old Dean, long time no see."

"My lord, long time no see."

Leonard still had that old-fashioned expression, but he still showed a smile very rarely when he saw his old friend.

The two sides chatted, and Paul told him about some things that happened to Arda recently, and the smile on Leonard's face grew more and more.

The two talked about the banquet just now, and Leonard denounced the arrogance and **** of the nobles again. He said it so unscrupulously because he knew that Paul's personal life was also considered simple—compared to other nobles.

"Speaking of which, there was an episode at the banquet just now."

"Huh? What episode?"

"Duke Ferdinand declares his heir."

"The day has finally come. It seems that the Duke has given up on the idea of ​​having a son. Is it his eldest brother, Viscount Henry?"

It is well known how hard Duke Ferdinand worked to have a son No, you guessed wrong. The heir is that guy Maltzkent. "

Hearing what Paul said, Bishop Leonard's face became serious.

"Is it Maltzkent? His family does have some connections with the Ferdinand family, but the Duke has no reason to choose such a collateral line, right? I remember he last year..."

"That's right, last year he threatened us Arda, although I don't know what medicine he took wrongly later, and 'let go' us."

"Ugh…"

The old dean sighed, and the expression on his face became more and more dignified.

"I'm afraid something will happen. Malzkent is not a good person to deal with. Earl, you have to be careful. After he takes over the power of the duke, there is nothing to restrain him in the northwest land. gone."

Although Leonard now occupies the position of bishop, the old dean is more disciplined. According to his creed, the church should not interfere in the affairs of secular lords unless it is involved with the church affairs.

So, all he could do was remind Paul verbally in a private capacity.

"Thank you for your reminder, but now Arda is no longer a soft persimmon."

Paul had a confident look on his face.

Leonard quite agrees with his words. Through correspondence with his student, Father Anderson, he also knows that Arda is developing at a high speed recently, and it is no longer the barren and weak earldom.

He still has a lot of affection for the place where he was born and where he lived and worked for a long time. The changes in the past year made him very happy, and he respected Paul who made these changes by the way.

After spending nearly two hours in the church, Paul and Bryce said goodbye to Bishop Runander and returned to their residence.