"Master Viscount likes rules. After you go in, say what you should say, don't say what you shouldn't say. Don't do what you should do, don't do anything extra!" Knight West was wearing neat and clean armor, like a peacock ready to accept a visit at any time, saying meticulously.

"Yes, Master West Knight!" Andrew Gret responded timidly.

The West Knight looked at Andrew again strictly, and his eyes passed by his fearful and longing eyes. This kind of eyes was seen by the West Knight. Those who wanted to rely on speculation to gain the favor of Lord Viscount!

Haha, but they didn't know that only strength was the foundation of everything! West Knight sneered in his heart.

His eyes continued to move down Andrew, landing on Andrew's old clothes, and his brows couldn't help but frown.

To be fair, the Gret family is also a wealthy family in the small village of Nisse. Andrew's clothes are much better than those of ordinary villagers. Many villagers have holes on their clothes and are reluctant to throw them away!

Because there is no clothes to wear when you throw it away!

Although Andrew's clothes were old, there was at least no hole!

However, even so, it cannot catch the eyes of West Knight.

The West Knight is a man of high standards, whether for himself or other civilians, of course, not including people like Viscount Grien.

But no matter what, Andrew is not the exception.

So the face of West Knight became even more ugly.

Andrew became more and more cautious, fearing that his inadvertent action would become the fuse for the volcanic eruption!

I don’t know how many people came here, but in short, Andrew lived like a year, and a cold sweat as thin as a cow’s hair appeared on his back.

Only then did I hear the extremely dissatisfied voice of the West Knight, "Get in!"

Andrew then felt relieved and walked into the Swan Hall of Newwell Castle with his hands and feet.

Viscount Grien's place to feast.

A lit rosin candle as thick as a finger, a silver-white fireplace, a thick floor with gilded patterns, and a Trisia goat carpet embroidered with black swans on the floor.

Where has Andrew ever seen such a luxurious thing?

The best building he has ever seen in his life is Patrae’s Papa Kur’s Tavern!

How can Daddy Kur's Tavern be compared with Viscount Grien's mansion?

Something that made him overwhelmed and impacted his poor insight.

Andrew was stunned for a moment.

He raised his head blankly, and a long rectangular dining table that caught his eyes.

At the first place in the middle of the dining table, a middle-aged man wearing a white gold-wire robe and an elegant beard on his mouth was concentrating on using a silver knife to deal with the flesh-and-blooded chops in the silver plate in front of him.

This person is the owner of the Castle of New Will, the ruler of Patra, Viscount Grien.

On the right side of Viscount Grien, there was a rigorous and capable butler. His head was slightly bald and his hair was neatly combed, like an army waiting to be tested. His body stood straight, like an upright tree, without squinting eyes, raised with one hand, and a white napkin hanging on it, waiting to serve his master at any time!

Bill! This name flashed through Andrew's heart.

He heard the rude citizens in Dad Coul's tavern talk about this man, he was the housekeeper of Viscount Grien, his capable left and right hand, and their relationship was like Baron Decas and Old John.

Housekeeper Bill assisted Viscount Grien to manage his territory in an orderly manner, while Viscount Grien returns to trust!

Andrew couldn't help but glance at Butler Bill a few more times.

Facing Andrew's rude gaze, Housekeeper Bill's face still changed at all, like a statue.

But Knight West, who walked to Viscount Grien, looked dissatisfied on his face and a cold snorted out of his nose.

When Andrew heard this, his whole body was soft and his thoughts of regret flashed through his heart. Why did he listen to Adams?

Just then Viscount Grien also looked at him.

Andrew and Viscount Grien looked at each other, and their unanimous and mighty look made Andrew's heart beat violently, and his body fell down without control.

Andrew's dirty clothes came into contact with the gilded floor, and a thud made a thud. Viscount Grien and Butler Bill were frowning.

The West Knight's face showed an angry look. He brought Andrew in. He was not responsible, but just to lose his face.

He raised his foot and wanted to walk to Andrew and throw out the untouchables that made him embarrassed in front of Viscount Grien.

But Viscount Grien waved slightly and stopped his actions.

The West Knight had to stand there, staring at the trembling Andrew with a bad look: If you shame me, I will make you look shameless!

Andrew was already weak!

Viscount Grien picked up the napkin from the arm of the housekeeper Bill, slowly wiped the corner of his mouth, which was not much oily, and then placed the wiped napkin on the table, and then said to Andrew, "Are you from the village of Nisse?"

Viscount Grien's voice is hoarse and magnetic, which sounds very comfortable and has a noble look!

This was the thought that flashed through Andrew's mind.

"Yes, Lord Viscount, my name is Andrew, Andrew Gret. The eldest son of Old Gret who delivered the letter! I..."

The West Knight snorted mercilessly interrupted Andrew's chatter, which scared Andrew again to tremble.

"You will answer whatever Lord Viscount asks you! You don't need to talk so much!"

Viscount Grien did not stop his subordinate Knight West's speech, which meant that he was dissatisfied with Andrew's answer.

After pausing, Viscount Grien asked again, "I heard that your Baron Decas is going to stay in the village of Nesse this winter?"

"Yes, Lord Viscount!" Andrew secretly glanced at Knight West, and this time he didn't dare to speak more.

Viscount Grien couldn't help but smile. Even the sarcastic smile had the grace of aristocratic, "Your baron is really brave!"

"Master Viscount, maybe he is not brave, but stupid! A foolish person always regards his stupidity as courage, just as he rejects the kindness you handed over!" Knight West pursed his lips and said.

He is Viscount Grien's confidant and has a certain say.

"Knight West, it is not something a knight should do to say bad things about a nobleman behind his back." Viscount Grien said criticizing Knight West, but judging from his appearance, it doesn't seem like he was criticizing!

"Yes, Lord Viscount, I should reflect on myself!" Knight West replied, with no self-reflection on his face.

Butler Bill was unmoved.

Andrew was as frightened as a rat.

No one present can and no one dares to blame them.

"Okay, let's listen to this gentleman, Mr. Andrew." Viscount Grien did not forget the serious matter and turned his eyes back to Andrew, who was lowering his head.

"Mr. Andrew, can you tell me in detail about your Baron Decas?" Viscount Grien's eyes were sincere, with an unquestionable tone.

"Well... OK... Of course, Lord Viscount, this is my honor!" Seeing Andrew's tendency to make a long speech again, the West Knight, who was in self-reflection, passed over a warning look.

Andrew tightened his body and quickly said a long story short, "Barl Decas decided to spend the winter in the village of Nesay. Not only that, he also had to collect 40% of the land rent and asked us to spend the winter with him in the village of Nesay. If we don't stay in the village of Nesay, Baron Decas will take back our fields! Without farming, we will have no harvest!"

"Absurd! You don't even have life. Even if you have a field, what can you do?" Knight West sneered.

"Yes, Master Knight, we feel the same way! But Baron Decas doesn't think it!" Andrew was also very dissatisfied when he said this. "He seemed to have made up his mind to stay in the village of Nesse. This time he also sent his most loyal butler, Old John, to Patras City to purchase supplies!"

Andrew leaked this information without hesitation.

There was no surprise on the faces of Knight West and Viscount Grien. It must have known the news a long time ago!

Andrew's face changed and he hurriedly begged, "Master Viscount, please come out and uphold justice and justice. The lives of the three hundred people in the village of Nisse cannot be destroyed by Baron Decas's will! With your prestige, Baron Decas will definitely not violate it!"

"Andrew, I have no right to interfere in the territorial affairs of another noble, which is a trampling on the laws of the principality!" Viscount Grien said seriously.

Andrew's face suddenly showed bitterness.

However, Viscount Grien changed his subject and said, "However, civilians have the right to trade freely, and the City of Patras welcomes every guest from afar and provides them with a safe guard!"

Andrew was stunned, and then he showed ecstasy and kept thanking Viscount Grien, "Thank you, Lord Viscount, Lord Viscount..."

"Well! In the month of Harvest, my knight will go with the guard. But before that, Andrew, I need you to report Baron Decas's situation to me at any time. Can you do it?" Viscount Grien looked at Andrew condescendingly.

"Yes, Lord Viscount, I can do it!" Andrew nodded desperately.

"Yes! Go back first." Viscount Grien nodded with satisfaction, then sent Andrew away.

After Andrew left, Viscount Grien looked at the place where Andrew had just knelt, and his eyes flashed with disgust, and ordered the butler Bill next to him, "Bill, go and shovel the floor at that location and lay the new floor again! A smell of a pariah!"

"Yes, Lord Viscount!" Bill replied with a bow.

At this time, Knight West also asked strangely, "Sir Viscount, I don't understand why you did this?"

"This is the rule of the noble, West!" Viscount Grien has always been tolerant of his confidant, "and he is also the son of the Grand Duke of Odyssey VII!"

"It's just a son who is not valued." West smiled contemptuously, "A baron of the Principality has only a few entourages, not even a guard with him! How much is this to be despised by His Highness!"

"No matter how his status is in the mind of His Highness, he is always the son of His Highness, with the blood of the Odyssey family on his body, so we must leave room!" said Viscount Grien, "And don't you find this interesting?"

"Interesting? Lord Viscount, I don't understand."

"Think about it, West, when the month of harvest comes, the villagers of the village of Nisse are only willing to come to my city of Patra, and the whole village is the only scene of Baron Decas. Think about it, how interesting it should be!"

There are always fewer and fewer things to be happy. Viscount Grien must find himself some fun, and find a new fun besides women and food!

Knight West was stunned and laughed, "Sir Viscount, I think that must be an interesting scene that can guarantee the joy of Patras for a winter!"
Chapter completed!