The justices are still arguing their case.
"Bang!"
Henselt stepped forward quickly, and the fist with the metal glove suddenly hit him in the face.
"Woo----"
The justice's eyes were filled with stars, and he groaned in pain.
"Old guy, it's time to shut up."
Henselt said with a sneer.
Miodrag turned a blind eye to Henselt's actions and even scratched his ears.
He focused his eyes on Arwen again and asked the question he was most worried about now.
"Baron Arwen, then Dracolizard Golem flew away, but will he come back?"
Arwen pretended to think, "Your Majesty, that golem is no longer a living thing. I was seriously injured once and almost cut off its head. If there is no accident, it will not fly back again."
Miodrag breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."
"Did you all hear that? The monster has been repelled by the Baron!
"Henselt, call the knight guards immediately for rescue and appease the nobles and the people in the city."
"Yes!"
Henselt ordered the knight to lift the chief judge up and strode out of the hall.
"The annoying old guy is finally gone," Miodrag chuckled. He had long noticed Holt's little movements, "Arwen Baron, what else do you want?"
Arwen no longer concealed it and spoke out about Atamont.
After a while, Miodrag walked back and forth in the hall.
"There is such a thing, liar, damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
"According to the laws of the kingdom, they are murderers and should all be hanged!"
"When my father King Io was reincarnated, he also had doubts about this. However, due to the death of little Earl from a demon hunter and the pressure from the great nobles, he could only turn a blind eye to "Monstrum, or Description of a Demon Hunter" and the following events."
"But I didn't expect that Young Earl Grafiakan was actually killed by Atamont!"
"There is also Ban Ade Magic Academy. They did not fulfill their duty to protect the royal capital as agreed. I want to convict them!"
Arwen stood aside, looking at Miodrag's indignant look, knowing very well that this was just a show for him.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Arwen said symbolically.
Miodrag raised his hand, "Don't worry, I swear on my honor, I will make the decision for you."
At this time, noisy sounds came in through the broken window. A knight opened the door of the palace and hurriedly came to the king.
Miodrag's eyes flashed with panic, "Sylvester Knight, what happened?"
The knight knelt down on one knee and said, "Back to Your Majesty, it is Marquis Luitpold of Upper March and the demon hunters of School of the Wolf who entered the royal capital to assist Prince Henselt in quelling the remaining golems."
"Your Majesty, Ad Kalai is safe now.
Miodrag was startled.
A witcher again?
Immediately, he looked meaningfully at Arwen and Holt.
The door made of oak is engraved with exquisite reliefs.
The space behind the door is very wide and the decoration is extremely luxurious. Knight armors and swords are placed on both sides, and coats of arms and flags are hung on the walls.
On the circular ceiling is a crystal lamp that occupies half of the room, exuding bright luster.
In the center of the room is a long horseshoe-shaped table, with fruits, salted almonds and Toussaint wine placed on the table.
The Hall of the Royal Knights of Adelaide.
Twenty-four lord chairs are arranged neatly in order, and many people are already sitting there.
If Kingdom of Kaedwen is compared to a listed company, they are the directors second only to the king in this country.
On the left side of the main seat, the first person is the Marquis Upper March Luitpold. He is wearing a luxurious red dress. Although he has been dressing up for several days, his eyes are still tired.
Next, there was a middle-aged man in a blue dress. He was leaning on the lord's chair, with a solemn face and arrogant eyes. Even on this important occasion, he still remained calm and unhurried.
He casually adjusted the lace cuffs, which had two silver fish tattooed back to back.
The ruler of Lakeside March, Sirius Marquis Vaikinen.
Further to the left, there is a man who is similar in age to Marquis Vaikinen. He casually reaches out to pick up the salted almonds from the silver plate and stuffs it into his mouth. From time to time, he chats with Marquis Vaikinen, and the two of them laugh heartily.
It's obvious that the two have a good relationship.
Lakeside March The second most important figure after the Marquis, Earl Finnegan.
Further to the left are the Royal Governor of Security, Estefan Trillo da Cunha, and the Royal Chief Hunting Officer, Jan Ahchenholz.
The first place on the right side of the main seat is empty, and this position is reserved for Marquis Western March.
It's just that Western March borders Kestrel Mountains, and on the other side of the mountain range are Redania and Hengfors League.
In recent years, Kaedwen and Hengfors League have had frictions on the border.
Therefore, Marquis Western March often does not attend such events.
The next person was an old man with gray hair, dressed solemnly and decently, and not smiling.
Lower March Border Earl, Rupert Mansfield.
As for why it is not a Marquis, the reason is the same as Western March.
The Marquis of Lower March should always keep an eye on Aedirn in the south.
The friction between them and Aedirn became more serious and even reached the point of war.
After that, there is the Royal Herald and Secretary of the Brotherhood, Actaeon de la Milleret.
The King's Chief Censor, Abelard Levesley.
And an old man in the corner.
"Guys, according to tradition, Brotherhood of Noble Gourmets is held on the first Wednesday of every month. Today is November 5th, Sunday. There are still two days left."
Lakeside March The Marquis sat up straight and spread his hands.
"Or the Wang family's special envoy gave an urgent order for us to gather here in advance. Has something big happened?"
"On this road, the king's capital has houses that were burned down, but there are no signs of siege, as if they were left by flying dragons."
"Luitpold, my friend, you are closest to here. Please tell us before His Majesty arrives."
Luitpold The Marquis sighed, "It's the golem, Vaykinen."
Marquis Lakeside March was puzzled and whispered, "The golem, the golem made by Atamont from Ban Ade Magic Academy?"
"Bang!"
Lower March Earl slammed his hands on the table, his eyes filled with anger, and he roared loudly.
"The plague is upon us. Six days ago, my knights were confronting Aedirn at the border. These usually obedient golems suddenly switched sides for unknown reasons, forcing my knights to withdraw from Vergen, returning the occupied land to Aedirn in vain!"
"Euclid? Should you give us an explanation?!"
"Huh!?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were focused on the old man with gray hair and wearing a blue wizard robe sitting in the corner.
The principal of Ban Ard Magic Academy, Euclid Croft.
Many nobles present agreed, their eyes full of anger.
Euclid pretended to squint, as if taking a nap, and faced everyone's questions, as calm as a rock.
As for the Marquis Lakeside March, he sat firmly in the lord's chair and watched coldly from the corner of his eye.
The first time he saw the golem, he felt that it was unreliable.
Even a human being can't be loyal, let alone a golem created by a cunning wizard.
But Ban Ad Magic Academy has a very special status in Kaedwen, so it's hard for him to say too much.
After all, the royal capital of Kaedwen was originally the location of Ban Ade Academy, but now it has been given to this group of magic lunatics.
He remained vigilant about this, so there were basically no golems causing trouble in the territory.
The oak door was suddenly pushed open, and the noisy scene fell silent instantly.
The familiar voice of the royal steward sounded.
"His Majesty the King has arrived, please remain silent!"