Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

The next day.

Ron put on the most luxurious dress, got into the carriage and headed to the palace.

When he arrived at the gate of the palace, there was a clerk waiting to guide him. The clerk greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Lord Baron Arnold, please follow me. We will go to the palace to meet His Majesty the King."

Ron nodded with a smile and followed the steward.

Although this person works in the palace, he probably does not have a noble title. After all, he is only the lowest baron and will not arrange for someone with a higher status to lead the way.

Because of the conferment document issued by the king, Ron arrived outside the palace unimpeded.

The palace is the residence of the king. It is very majestic, and its majestic magnificence shocked Ron.

It is worthy of being the place where the king lives.

This was the first time he had seen such a building with his own eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"My Lord Baron, please." The clerk bowed slightly and led the way.

Ron withdrew his gaze and followed him. When he entered the palace, there were more and more guards around him, and there would be a guard standing guard every step of the way.

After walking for a long time, the two stopped outside a large hall. The steward said: "Please wait here, Lord Baron, and I will report to His Majesty the King."

After receiving Ron's reply, the steward bowed and walked in while Ron waited outside.

Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps, followed by a slightly deep voice.

"Oh? From the Arnold family?"

Ron turned his head to look, and saw that the person who came was a middle-aged man dressed in black from head to toe. He was thin, with a face as heavy as water, and exuded the aura of being kept away from strangers.

Seeing this person, Ron's mind flashed with the image of a 'vampire'. If the person added a mustache, he would look a lot like a vampire.

Seeing the other person's eyes passing over his hair, Ron knew that the other person had guessed it from his hair color. From this point of view, Monica was right.

"Who is your Excellency?" Ron was about to ask the other party's origin.

The clerk who went to report happened to appear. When he saw the man, he said in a panic: "Your Majesty the Prime Minister."

This person turned out to be the prime minister of the Carlo Kingdom!

It’s true that people can’t be judged by their appearance!

He looks like a villain no matter what, Ron muttered in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm and called out to the Prime Minister.

"Well, is Your Majesty inside?"

"Yes." The clerk replied.

After hearing the confirmed reply, the man hummed and walked in.

The steward breathed a sigh of relief, but seemed to have lingering fears. Thinking that there was a baron next to him, he smiled and said: "I'm sorry. Maybe you don't know the baron just now. He is the Marquis of Norton Noches, and he is also the prime minister of this kingdom. .”

Ron listened silently to the affairs officer's science introduction, nodding from time to time. In addition to the Marquis of Noches, he also named several people, all of whom were famous figures in the kingdom.

Among them was Earl Eugene, who was in the limelight recently. When talking about him, the clerk showed slight admiration in his words.

After listening to the steward's words for a while, a man came out of the hall to let Baron Arnold in.

"Excuse me."

Ron smiled apologetically at the clerk. It was a favor for him to reveal these things to him.

"Your Majesty, Baron, you are serious. Come in quickly, His Majesty is waiting for you."

Hearing this, the steward felt very relieved and felt that he was valued by Baron Arnold, and the smile on his face became even bigger.

Ron nodded and walked into the hall calmly.

Although it is said to be a main hall, it is actually not very big, but the interior is very solemn and bright, giving people a sense of grandeur.

He raised his head slightly, taking in everything he could see.

On the steps directly in front, there is a throne. Sitting on it is an old man about sixty years old. He has a light golden crown on his head and is wearing gorgeous clothes. His majestic expression has a hint of kindness.

King of Carlo, Meredith V.

The moment he saw him, this surname flashed in Ron's mind. This is the surname of the royal family. His full name is 'Cronin Glo Meredith', and he is the most noble person in the kingdom.

On the right side of the steps stood the Marquis of Noches, whom he had just met. He stared quietly at Ron who walked in.

In addition to these two people, there were several scribes nearby. Their job was to record the process of the knighting ceremony.

"See His Majesty the King."

Ron came to the steps and bowed. The etiquette of each kingdom is different. In the Kingdom of Carlo, nobles do not have to kneel to the king. Only civilians without titles need to kneel.

When a noble meets the king, he only needs to lower his left hand, place his right hand on his heart, and then bow his head. The bending angle is also very particular. Fortunately, Ron did his homework and made no mistakes when he came.

"Well, no courtesy."

Although it was just a very ordinary word, it sounded majestic in Ron's ears. He slowly raised his head and saw the king's eyes seeming to look at him.

Ron was calm and allowed him to observe. Over the years, King Meredith had seen too many people. He could tell a general outline of most people just by looking at them, whether they were cunning businessmen or cunning businessmen. Even the loyal guards could not hide it from his eyes.

Meredith had the habit of sizing people up every time she met them. This process was quick and unnoticed.

but.

Just like this, after a while, it seemed that he had been looking at it for too long, and the Prime Minister, Marquis Nochis, said softly: "Your Majesty the King."

Meredith came back to her senses, hid the surprise in her heart, looked at Ron and said with a smile: "It seems that the glory of the Arnold family will continue for hundreds of years."

Ron immediately said: "Thank you for your grace. Arnold's glory is the glory of the kingdom, and the Arnold family is willing to protect the borders of the kingdom for your majesty!"

"good!"

Meredith smiled even more, looked at the clerk who had been waiting for a long time, and ordered: "Let's get started."

Ron was confused in his heart. He just said a normal 'oath'. Why was the other party so happy?

Moreover, this 'oath' is still empty talk. The Arnold Territory is the border of the Carlo Kingdom, and on the other side is the Black Valley Forest. There is no way for any foreign enemies to invade.

Suppressing this doubt, Ron began the knighting ceremony.

The process of the investiture ceremony was very simple, and Ron kept it in mind. It was divided into two parts. The first part was the king's speech, which covered the beginning of the founding history of the Carlo Kingdom and the recognition and granting of power by the current king to the people here.

". Meredith V of the Wukaro Kingdom, Cronin Glo Meredith hereby consecrates Ron Arnold as a baron and succeeds him as the lord of Arnold Territory!"

The second part is the oath of allegiance to the knighted person.

Fortunately, Ron's memory was still good. After reciting the oath, the knighting ceremony ended without any twists and turns.

When he saw the clerk close the book next to him, Ron knew that he was already a legitimate baron and was protected by King Carlo's royal family.

Meredith wanted to say something else, but Marquis Noches reminded him softly: "Your Majesty, the time is coming."

Meredith frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Baron Arnold, someone will be looking for you next, so go down first."

"Yes, Your Majesty the King."

Ron could see that the king seemed to have important matters to deal with, so he left the hall. When he went out, he found that the affairs officer who had brought him here was not there. Not long after leaving, two people walked towards him at the end of the corridor. Their expressions were cold, as if they were like powder keg ready to explode.

Ron passed by them and looked back to see both of them entering the hall. It seemed that the king had to deal with their affairs.

"But the emblem on that man's chest is a bit familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere."

Some nobles would make their family crests into ornaments and wear them on their bodies to show their status.

Ron suddenly remembered that the carriage he saw when he went to the Royal Noble Academy had the same emblem on it.

"Count Eugene?"