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Just when Ethan was lost in thought, he suddenly sensed that someone else was coming.

But he was not happy at all, because it was an old acquaintance.

After a while, Knight Andy was peeking at the door.

Seeing that he was sneaking around, Ethan smiled bitterly and waved at him, motioning him to come in.

To be honest, Ethan didn't understand why the other party was acting like this. This was more or less his home ground, so why didn't he just come in and ask someone to invite him in.

But even if Ethan waved, Andy still had no intention of coming in. Instead, he waved at Ethan, motioning him to come over.

Helplessly, Ethan stretched his arms and legs, got up and walked towards the door.

"So, Knight Andy, what are you doing?"

Andy looked apologetic, and whispered: "I'm really sorry, Knight Ethan, the butler told me not to get close to here, so I can't get close rashly.

It's just that I just heard them say that the Duke has something to do and may not come until late.

I'm worried that you're hungry, so I took the risk to bring you some food."

As he said that, Knight Andy took out a cloth bag from his arms, which contained two hard black breads and some dried meat.

When Ethan saw that it was actually marching rations, his face immediately became worse.

"What does this mean?"

Andy's face was more apologetic. After handing the bag to Ethan, he said, "I can't go into the kitchen, so I can only take some of my own dry food. Knight Ethan, you just make do with it for now!"

"Do you know what I'm asking?" Ethan didn't want to embarrass Andy, but if he didn't embarrass him, he would embarrass himself: "Did the Duke treat me like this because I hung the attacker's head at the entrance of the territory as a demonstration?"

Andy looked around and nodded silently.

After confirming his guess, Ethan wanted to explain that he didn't know the rules of the North before, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.

I'm too lazy to say it!

And the other party is Andy, so it's useless to say it.

So, just pretend to be free and easy, take the bag with a smile, and say "thank you"!

Andy smiled apologetically and left quickly.

As soon as the other party left, Ethan threw the bag on the table, then pulled a bench near the fireplace, took off his shoes, lay on the bench, and fell asleep.

Ethan finally figured it out. Being a human being is so fucking tiring. Even if you treat others respectfully, they may not treat you as a human being.

Rather than putting your warm face on a cold butt, it is better to do whatever is comfortable!

This sleep lasted from dusk to late at night.

When Ethan noticed someone coming, he woke up.

He put on his shoes slowly, stood up slowly, and waited for the person to arrive.

To be precise, it was those two people.

They walked one after the other, breathing very steadily, and the depth of their steps was the same, as if they were one person.

It was obviously one of them who did it deliberately, so it was like this!

"Master! No, super master!" In an instant, Ethan had an evaluation in his heart.

After a while, the half-closed door of the room was pushed open, and an old man in his 50s walked in.

He had short silver hair and shiny skin on his face, but his capable eyes were slightly tired.

A brown linen shirt with holes on the shoulder, a pair of wide black thick linen pants, and thick military boots covered with mud, are all his clothes, and he doesn't even wear a family emblem.

The other person following the old man is a middle-aged man in his 40s, with deep eyes, short beard, strong facial lines, wearing a full set of leather armor swordsman outfit, fully armed, and holding a long wooden box in his hand.

After he entered the door, he first stared at Ethan's hands, then quickly looked away and gently closed the door.

When Ethan saw the two people, his pupils shrank rapidly, especially when he saw the knight, his body trembled slightly unconsciously.

If I guessed correctly, this old man should be the Duke of Eagle.

And the knight behind him should be Gonzalez, who is respected as the King of Knights.

The long sword hanging on his waist should be the famous: the blade of justice.

This sword is mediocre in terms of materials and casting technology, but it has experienced many masters of great swordsmen for hundreds of years.

As the saying goes, the name of a sword is the shadow of a man.

This sword won 45 games in the Sword Saint Civil War and annihilated 242 games in the foreign war.

The name of the Blade of Victory resounded throughout the Eldoriya continent.

Only the Great Sword Saint can hold it!

Of course, Ethan was not scared by the other party's name.

The reason why he trembled was not because he wanted to, but because of instinct.

The other party was just staring at him casually, but Ethan's strong perception could clearly feel the breathtaking invisible pressure from the Knight King.

When the old man saw Ethan, he showed a gentle smile, opened his hands warmly, and walked towards Ethan.

On the way, he glanced at the hair left by Nolan on the ground, and then continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

"I'm sorry, Knight Ethan. Because of some things, the original dinner can only be changed to a midnight snack. I hope you don't mind!"

As he said, the old man was about to hug Ethan.

Of course, Ethan was not so stupid that he could not tell whether others were pretending or not, so how could he hug the Duke of Eagle?

He stood up straight, clasped his right fist, pressed it on his left shoulder, and saluted according to the imperial etiquette.

"It is a great honor to meet you, Your Excellency the Duke!"

"Haha..." The Duke smiled: "Are you angry with the old man and don't even want a simple hug?"

"Your Excellency the Duke is joking. I'm just a knight!"

"Okay, okay! If you don't want to, forget it!" The Duke waved his hand: "You've been waiting for so long, you must be hungry! Let's eat and chat here?"

As he said, the Duke took Ethan's hand and walked towards a small round table together.

At this time, several servants also came in at the right time.

Some people pushed the dining cart, some people pulled out chairs for the two of them, and some people began to set the tableware...

The midnight snack was a roasted lamb, and the chef was already slicing and plating it on the side.

After the two sat down as the host and guest, Ethan took out the coffee that Angelina had carefully packaged and handed it to the Duke.

"Miss Sophia asked me to say hello to you on her behalf. This is the coffee of the Dark Iron Dwarves. I hope you will like it."

"Haha!" The Duke laughed and took it with both hands, and handed the gift to the servant beside him: "It turned out to be that little girl Sophia!

Please ask her when she is willing to come to visit the old man, and tell her that I really want to see her in person.

Oh, by the way. If possible, I hope this coffee can become a permanent product. I like it very much."

When Ethan heard this, he was a little stunned, thinking: I mentioned Sophia and coffee at the same time, just want to mix the two together.

This little thought really can't be hidden from the Duke.

He obviously knew that he was selling coffee to him.

However, it was really unexpected that the other party agreed without thinking.

Ethan smiled awkwardly: "I will definitely convey it."

When the Duke saw Ethan coming up, he handed over the gift, and he also glanced at the Knight King.

The Knight King, who had been leaning against the wall with his arms folded on his chest since he entered the room, walked over with the wooden box in his hand.