Chapter 530 Babol Village
At the entrance of Babol Village, several people dressed as knights were sitting on horses looking at the east road from a distance.
"Lord Fergus."
A younger knight asked the leader, "Do you think Paul Grayman will come?"
Fergus Si glanced at him and said, "Chacon, Mr. Graiman is a person who strictly abides by agreements. Since I received his reply, and the reply in the letter is affirmative, he will definitely come on the agreed date."
The young knight said nothing and continued to look at the end of the road.
At this time, as far away as their sight could reach, a cloud of dust flew up.
Gradually, the flying dust became more and more diffuse, as if a team was heading this way.
“It’s coming, it’s coming, it’s under the banner of the lord’s family.” Someone with good eyesight shouted to confirm.
Fergus's heart sank, as if a stone hanging from a high place finally fell down and landed heavily on his heart.
He said in a deep voice: "Everyone, the lord is here. Hide your little thoughts now. Be careful with your reception later. Don't reveal any clues in advance."
"Don't worry, Lord Fergus."
Everyone clapped their chests and responded.
The team was getting closer and closer, and everyone finally saw the size of the team clearly. Fergus made a rough estimate, good guys, there were more than fifty people.
His heart was clenched tightly again. What's going on? Why are so many people here?
Is the lord here to hunt, or...or...or...or to capture people?
He knew that the guards who guarded the lord were all experts in martial arts. These fifty people could hit five hundred people on his side.
But now that the bow and arrow are on the bowstring, there is no way out.
Fergus gritted his teeth and shook the reins gently. The horse seemed to be able to sense the complicated mood of its owner. It did not move its hooves obediently as usual, but turned around uneasily.
"Shaq! Be good and obey."
Fergus touched the horse's neck to calm the restless mount. Finally, the horse took four hooves and started running forward in small steps.
When he was about a hundred yards away from the team, two knights rushed out of the team.
"People in front of you, stop! Tell me your identity." One of the knights shouted towards Fergus.
"I am Fergus, the knight of the Grayman family! The lord recognizes me."
Fergus responded loudly, feeling slightly unhappy. However, it has been a few years since he left Huxin Town. These two people may be newcomers and don't know him.
The team had stopped, and Paul recognized Fergus. He shouted to the front: "It's okay, let him come over."
The two knights then moved to both sides to give way to Fergus. the road.
Fergus spurred the horse and soon came in front of Paul. He jumped off the horse and saluted Paul - using the traditional etiquette of a knight meeting his lord.
"Thank you for coming to the appointment, Lord Grayman. My friends and I will be proud of your arrival today."
"Long time no see, Fergus! "Paul burst out laughing. He wanted to get off his horse and hug Fergus, but he was immediately reminded by a sharp look from the captain of the guard, Victor.
Since a while ago, Cecil, the head of the intelligence department, and Victor, the captain of the guard, have repeatedly reminded Paul not to get close to people with whom he has little contact, no matter how familiar and trusting he was before.
Considering the sensitivity of what he had done recently, Paul decided to follow their advice.
He glanced at the former family knight slightly apologetically. "I should like to thank you for inviting me to such an interesting event. Oops, I was really busy the past few days, so I had to turn down several of your invitations. I'm very sorry. Hahaha!"
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“Where!” Fergus replied with a smile, “It is a great honor for Lord Grayman to come to me. It’s just...”
He glanced at the long queue, and there was a hint of doubt in his words.
"Oh! It's all Victor's fault."
Paul put his hat on the head of the guard captain next to him without hesitation, "I said it was just a trip in his own territory. It's just a door, and it's not like I'm going to Jingyao to meet the king, so there's no need to make it so loud, but he doesn't listen and insists on doing it."
There was still some anger in his tone.
Victor turned over and dismounted without changing his expression, moved forward and gave Fergus a bear hug.
"It's been a long time, Lord Fergus."
"It's been a long time, Victor, you've become more mature. Are you responsible for Lord Grayman's protection now?"
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"Yes!"
"Where's Ruth?"
"Sir Hayden is now the director of the Department of Public Safety, so I was pushed to the top by him. ”
Victor and Fergus were old acquaintances. He explained the reason why he brought so many guards, "Sir Fergus, you have always lived in the countryside and had little contact with the outside world, but the Alda now is not the remote and withered place it used to be." Alda. There are countless people out there who covet Lord Grayman’s power and wealth, secretly and secretly, and of course his life. That’s why I have to arrange so many people when Lord Grayman travels.”
He put on a complaining expression, "Well, you know, I'm under a lot of pressure now." He flipped his hair again, "Look at my hair now, is it better than The last time we met, there was a lot less."
Fergus felt relieved a little. Listening to the words of the two people, it seemed that they had not brought so many people to him.
"Please, Lord Grayman, come to my manor first, and I will help you wash away the wind and dust, and drive away the fatigue of your travels."
Fergus invited with a smile Paul, "Oh, by the way." He pointed to the people still waiting at the entrance of the village.
"A few friends are coming with me to greet you. Let me introduce you later."
Paul nodded, "Okay! Take me to your manor to sit, I will Fergus."
Fergus then mounted his horse again and led Paul's team towards the village.
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“Graiman is here!”
At the entrance of the village, the remaining knights watched Fergus running over to make contact with the lord's team.
The young man whom Fergus called Chacon said with some anxiety: "Why did he bring so many people with him? Did he know something in advance?"
"We'll see what Lord Fergus wants later."
The answer was another young man slightly older than Chacon, "Humph! What's the use of bringing more people? ? This is our territory, we have to control it when we come. No matter how many people there are, they are just for Graiman's burial."
The young man looked at the team with a cold look in his eyes.
(End of this chapter)