Dear Broom Knight

“Countess Hamilton, she really didn't come back.” Standing in the large, windswept square, the High Knight Ortis had a very interesting expression.

He already knew that almost all of the Hamilton family members had gone to Montes, not even leaving a single maid behind.

One should be worried about whether something might have happened in Montes… Thinking about the reason that could make these people ‘unable to return,’ it was obviously a problem.

But for some inexplicable reason, Ortis felt quite happy, probably because he thought that Fabrice, who had sent him to this place to participate in such a strange event, wouldn't be having a good time either.

“Hoo…” Valera exhaled a puff of white mist, and said calmly, “That's good, Earl Isira can save some money on heating expenses.”

The Northern Territory had seen Earl inauguration ceremonies in winter before.

After all, no one can decide when life will end.

So, everyone was very clear that the biggest expense for winter ceremonies was the heated tents set up in the square for the family members who were not strong enough… Their own people had places to keep warm, and the guests attending the ceremony naturally had to have them too!

Even if the knights weren't so afraid of the cold, no one wanted to stand in the cold wind for hours.

They couldn't possibly dress like a ball on this occasion!

They were professionals!

However, today's Earl Hamilton inauguration ceremony was a test of everyone's body and face.

Valera couldn't help but glance at the female nobles standing inside… Dressed in long fur skirts from Qingfeng Territory, they were standing relatively relaxed.

In fact, today was more comfortable for the female nobles, as they had more or less shopped in Qingfeng Territory or Montes, and they would naturally bring these expensive and beautiful clothes when they went out.

But the men were obviously still mainly wearing their own formal armor.

When Qingfeng Territory sold clothes, it certainly wasn't just doing women's business, and there were no shortage of men's winter clothing, including formal wear.

But the men in the Northern Territory had always felt that facing the ice and snow was their glory, and there was no need to waste money buying expensive clothes that couldn't be worn indoors at all.

If they really needed to be outside for a long time in winter, it must be to participate in battle… What use were those clothes then?

They all had to wear armor.

Who would have thought that Isira Hamilton would fight back in this place?

The nobles who knew how wealthy this earl was didn't expect that they would have to endure the bitter cold and stand for 5 hours when they came to Hamilton.

Many male nobles looked at Baron Watson, who was standing in the front, with fierce glints in their eyes.

Of course, they wouldn't be unable to endure it, knights could keep warm by circulating the energy in their bodies.

But why should they endure it!

Besides, who wouldn't feel uncomfortable after persisting for five hours!

Even knight training wouldn't continuously ignite their blood like this.

Of course, if one was strong enough, like Earl Isira, then there was no need to consider the cold at all.

With his level 16 knight physique, even if it was colder, it wouldn't have any effect on him.

Even level 12 and above would be fine.

However, most nobles didn't even have level 10, no, it should be said that there weren't many nobles above level 8.

The Northern Territory was still the area with the highest average professional level of nobles!

Valera exhaled a long breath, and suddenly realized that her own people weren't as weak as she thought.

Charles could be ranked among the best in this occasion.

The people of their Qingfeng Territory seemed to have a bit of a biased understanding of strength because their boss improved too quickly.

Ortis couldn't help but mutter again: “Fortunately, we don't have to stand in the front.”

Logically speaking, he and Valera, representing Qingfeng Territory and Montes Territory, should be standing at the very front of the square, below the high platform where Isira was standing.

However, Qingfeng Territory was strong in people, but the territory itself still belonged to a barony.

It was no problem for High Knight Ortis to stand there, but it wouldn't be the same if a vassal of the barony also stood there.

But if only Ortis was arranged to go forward, it was estimated that other nobles wouldn't dare to let Valera stand behind.

So, Isira's assistant in charge of arranging the seating, Mr. Bowen, finally chose to rank according to the official status of the attending nobles, and let the others stand on the periphery to watch.

Then Ortis and Valera happily stood on the outermost edge of the square, the view was really good.

Even King White Dragon had to offer sacrifices to the Lord of Storms every year!

Even if the royal family followed the Storm Law and only listened to the will of the Lord of Storms, and didn't pay much attention to the Storm Church, they would still invite a proper Storm High Priest to preside over the ceremony at this critical moment.

Valera and Ortis silently watched the Storm High Priest on the high platform chanting, their faces were very interesting.

“Fabrice, Earl, the reason why he hasn't held a formal succession ceremony is also because of this, right?”

Valera finally realized why Earl Fabrice had been claiming that he was not strong enough and didn't want to appear in public, and why Lorry and Lady Yagris had never had any objections to this.

As the basic link in the noble system, the inauguration of a baron didn't have so many rules.

But the territory earl must follow his own beliefs and wear the Earl's Sword under the gaze and witness of the gods.

If he didn't do it, although it wouldn't affect his title in the Noble Affairs Office, he would still be lacking something in the public eye.

But how could Fabrice accept the 'sincere teachings' of a Storm High Priest?

The more he listened, the more he wanted to kill someone.

Ortis nodded and shook his head: “It has an impact, but not much.

When Fabrice took over the position of earl, the hurricane of the Lord of Storms was still echoing in the territory.

Although it was a bit far-fetched, Fabrice did become the Earl of Montes under the personal witness of the Lord.

The Storm Church didn't dare to deny this.

But the Montes ancestral land was not satisfied with this.”

Ortis looked at Valera: “And what Fabrice least wants to see is their satisfaction.”

Valera suddenly understood: “That's good.”

Their Qingfeng Territory didn't need to worry about this, even if His Majesty Travis went crazy one day and insisted on promoting their territory to an earldom.

Giving those guys from the Storm Church a hundred guts, they wouldn't dare to say that the lord of Qingfeng Territory was not welcomed by the Storm.

The incarnation of the hurricane of the Lord of Storms often appearing in Qingfeng Territory was not a secret.

Lorry had always been disrespectful to the gods, but the gods recognized him instead.

Don't look at the Goddess of the Night always causing trouble for Lorry, but she had publicly recognized Lorry's character.

It's just that she thought that character was not worth anything in the face of position.

This was the original words of the Goddess of the Night.

Valera heard Cheska mention that when Lorry heard about this, his face changed for a long time, and he almost directly cursed that goddess for being sick.

But the meaning was all in those words.

“You said, the Watson family is so arrogant, and they are sure that Earl Isira can't do anything to him, is it related to the Storm Church again?” Ortis asked in a low voice.

“Is this high priest from the Schroeder family?” Valera looked up.

The Storm High Priest standing in front of Isira had a fluttering feeling in his dress and temperament.

She had seen about a dozen Storm Bishops, but she had never seen a high priest who fit the ‘wind’ feeling so well.

Valera frowned slightly and asked softly: “Ortis, you haven't seen the true face of that Northern Territory High Priest either, have you?”

Ortis looked at her in surprise, and then leaned over to look at the Storm High Priest on the high platform with fluttering green feathers: “No, wouldn't it be?”

Although he did think that the Northern Territory Storm Church wouldn't allow the royal family to mess around in the Northern Territory at will, but…

Speaking of which, that one had indeed been silent for nearly twenty years! — —

The voice of the Storm High Priest was very melodious, and every word was clear and written into people's hearts.

However, Isira, who was standing in front of him, had a livid face and was unmoved.

He had never been so grateful for the decision to leave his wife and daughter in Montes.

Although the face was different and the voice had changed, Isira would never fail to recognize this High Priest who had been in the Northern Territory capital for forty years.

As a level 16 High Knight and the King's cousin, Isira had certain privileges.

For example, the Storm Blessing at this moment was just a pure blessing… The High Priest only needed to finish saying the prayer and blessing.

He didn't need to crown him with a sword in the capacity of High Priest.

But if this High Priest turned around and gave his daughter a blessing while presiding over the ceremony, then Pearl would have to perform a knight's salute to him.

Even, when he publicly divided part of the territory to Pearl, the High Priest could also bestow Pearl a Storm Sword.

Isira already had the Royal Sword and the Supreme Sword… The Earl's Sword would naturally have no status, as long as he hung it under the other two swords.

In non-formal occasions, Isira could bring his level 16 knight's representative Supreme Sword.

After all, only this one was the true symbol of his own.

Thinking that his lovely little daughter would almost be touched by this dirty guy in front of him, Isira… His wrist was slightly hot.

Isira took a deep breath, Bowen was so annoying!

Damn it, how dare this bitch come to the Northern Territory!

No wonder that idiot Watson dared to toss around so much… Wait, wouldn't that guy plan to exchange territory with the Storm Nobles?

Isira quickly recalled the location of Watson's territory in his mind.

Although it didn't have much impact on the Northern Territory itself, the Watson family had a border line.

Isira's eyes instantly turned cold: Did those two in Qingfeng Territory know that High Priest Schroeder had come to the Northern Territory?

When the ceremony was over, would he have to chat with Valera?

Lorry, if he had murderous intentions towards this guy, the Lord of Storms shouldn't mind, right?