Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 163 Palace Opening

When the Imperials took the badge, the deal was officially established, and the merchants of the Empire would transport the best goods to Granset City, and later Roel's territory.

A week later, the palace ceremony opened, and Nock's arm could barely move from a fixed position, and he could do gestures like waving.

In the hall of Grantset City, families and merchants lined up in front of the gate to meet the Holy Grail Knight.

Such a huge card game is already comparable to a duke. In fact, many people are discussing that the next duke of Brionne is probably Nock Granset.

When the civil servants shouted the names of the knights, and when the knights headed by Nock took their seats, the "farmers" were actually saluting from the merchants. But the interesting thing is that Roel has always had a good relationship with the merchants, and it has always been like this.

Most of the businessmen look at Roel first and then Nok, and they will bring a gift for Roel after the end.

And when the imperial businessman brought the mountain of gold coins to the opening, and loyally used his identity as a farmer to present gifts at the opening of Lord Nok's palace.

The lords' evaluation of Roel became better again, even though they were amazed that a farmer could go to such a point.

The location of the palace is in the hall of Grantset City. At this moment, the round table replaced the previous gothic stone thorn throne and placed it in the middle. There are 12 knights of the kingdom, some are lords, and some are outstanding figures in the war. The master sits in the middle.

Roel is not a knight, but he has privileges and can have a position independently. He is a cute little Mazar. Others, even many nobles with names and surnames, have to stand here to meet the Holy Grail Knight.

When the opening ceremony of the farmers' gifts is over, the nobles will come next, but compared with the handwriting of the rich merchants of the empire, the next noble gifts are insignificant.

But there are still many people who cast envious glances at Roel. To be honest, in their eyes, this so-called gifted farmer is just an attendant who picks up trash beside the Holy Grail Knight.

It must be the lady who favored everyone, seeing that the farmer would never leave, she only bestowed on him for the sake of the knight!

However, most of these nobles are from far away from Brionne. In fact, as long as the nobles who are a little closer can get the details of the battlefield, they probably won't treat them that way, unless they think their castle can survive for a long time. Shelling.

When the salute was over, all the nobles and businessmen in fine attire bowed reverently, and only Roel was sitting on the ponytail with his own notes, crossing his legs and reading the incantations on them.

Such a sense of abruptness made many distant nobles uncomfortable, and felt that this peasant was too high-profile, obviously only relying on his master to achieve a high position.

At this moment, the long ceremony started again, and the nobles and businessmen began to say something again, "Shoubi Nanshan, blessing like the East Sea." Such auspicious words, in fact, when Nok and Roel fought the blood knight and necromancer, they I don't know where to bask in the sun.

Now you want to rely on courteousness to join the court?

Nock waved his hand, and those guys were thanked together with the merchants, and taken to the team of farmers watching the excitement at the door.

The ugly expressions of those nobles were simply indescribable, as if they were scolding themselves for being treated as farmers and businessmen as nobles.

But it was good for them to come, and the rest invited actors. Roel rarely looked up to see what happened to those nobles who didn't know themselves.

The people staying here at this moment are the real members of Nock's court. Although there are not many in number, they are all the core aristocratic circle of Brionne worth wooing.

Although Nok usually looks inconspicuous, among the Bretonnian nobles who worship force, this guy is simply a model of a lord.

Being able to get up early in the morning to chase after the Beastmen, clean up the business roads, and patrol the villages, no matter whether he is a civilian or aristocrat, he has a good evaluation.

As long as he can maintain this kind of martial virtue, the glory of Grantset's family will not be lonely for a while.

At the same time, he has Roel to help coordinate the diplomacy of foreigners and the contacts of businessmen. At this moment, most of Brionne's country is under the control of two people.

Noke looked at the farmer brother who was "reciting vocabulary", he was really reluctant to let this one leave, but everyone has his own ambition.

He was ready to go to Bordereau with him after the opening to find a suitable territory to operate.

While the lords were chirping and discussing how to expand their observations in the Duchy of Brionne in the future, several girls in white dresses and ladies with gold-rimmed azaleas walked into the hall.

Neither the knights nor the guards dared to stop them, because they were the Holy Grail girls of Carcassonne.

The leader was a black-haired girl with shining light blue pupils and a delicate and beautiful face. She raised her head, her long hair draped around her waist, and spoke.

"Master Holy Grail Knight, we are the ladies of Carcassonne, and we are here to urge you to build the Holy Grail Church."

Nock nodded. He had already planned to start the construction, but there was no reply from Carcassonne. In Bretonnia, where the Holy Grail Knight was promoted, a church would be built. Stay there and spend your old age in peace.

In other words, is this also Nock building a nursing home for himself?

"The work will begin today, Sir Williens, and you and the ladies will take a walk."

Nock ordered one of the 13 knights at the round table to carry it out, and the man was overjoyed, because the Chapel of the Holy Grail needed to be built with wood from the Athel Loren Forest, and the wood there was always excellent, so he could fill his own pocket and make up for himself Tables, chairs and benches provided during the war.

That's right, he was the poor guy who wanted to move furniture home, but ended up donating his own furniture, but he suddenly realized that everyone can do this, so why give it to him?
It suddenly occurred to him that Lord Nok had deliberately arranged this matter to restore blood to him, and he became even more excited.

With a few ladies, I went to choose an address at full speed.

And Roel suddenly smelled a fragrance while carrying the "word" on his back.

He raised his head, the black and straight girl hadn't left yet, looking straight at him.

"Well, what else do you want?"

Roel asked, and the girl answered. "I accept Ma'am's will, and I have one more thing to do here, and that is to help the farmers of Shengen in times of difficulty, Mr. Roel Ludwild, you complete your holy journey."

A question mark popped up in Roel's head. "What is Shengtu, is it a mission given to me by the lady?"

Hei Chang answered directly. "I have no idea."

Roel asked again. "Then what will you do?"

Hei Chang answered directly. "Pray, communicate lady, help knight."

Roel replied. "Roll as far as you want, I don't need anyone to pray."

(End of this chapter)