At this moment, the surrounding atmosphere gradually became solemn, and a dead silence enveloped the surroundings.

However, Krober seemed unaware of this abnormality. He seemed to have turned into a stone statue, standing steadily beside Grand Duchess Veronica.

He secretly swore that all the resilience he had in his life was used up in this moment. It was too unbearable and he almost felt suffocated.

Time passed quietly, and no one knew how much time had passed.

The nobles were still enjoying themselves in the hall, not affected by the outside world at all; while Grand Duchess Veronica stood quietly outside, gazing at the dim night sky.

At this moment, Grand Duchess Veronica suddenly moved - she took slow and firm steps, heading directly in the opposite direction of the hall.

Faced with this sudden change, Kroeber couldn't help but fall into hesitation.

He had no idea what the Grand Duke was really thinking, let alone whether he should follow him.

However, as he watched the Grand Duke walking away, a voice in his heart told him that he could not let the Grand Duke leave alone.

So he could only grit his teeth, quickly quicken his pace, and closely follow the Grand Duke's receding back.

——Ah~silence~is Cambridge tonight, this is the dividing line.

At this time, on the other side of the Hilde Fortress, Baron Klar from Deepwater Territory seemed extremely aggrieved and depressed.

He was just an insignificant baron and had no qualifications or opportunities to join the grand celebration banquet in the center of the castle.

Fortunately, however, Earl Stephen did not forget the existence of these small nobles.

Therefore, the kind and generous Earl decided to hold a special banquet in his own name for the minor nobles in his territory.

Although the banquet was small and somewhat shabby, it had a special kind of warmth and harmonious atmosphere for the petty nobles who knew each other well.

Beside the warm campfire, they savored fine wines, chatted happily about various topics, and enjoyed a rare moment of relaxation.

This relaxed and comfortable way of communication made everyone feel a deep sense of friendship and belonging, making the whole scene full of unique charm and style.

But he, Clare Oats, could feel that this party had a deep sense of rejection towards him.

Baron Espier, who had already broken through to become a great knight, was surrounded by a group of official knights.

Most of them were nobles from the barony, and some were barons and knights who had a good relationship with him.

At a banquet for such minor nobles, the Grand Knight was the most powerful figure, after all, all the Earth Knights followed the Earl to the castle hall to attend the banquet.

However, Baron Espier was not happy with the flattery of those around him. He was now a great knight, and his family was so powerful that he was fully qualified to take a step further and upgrade his title to Viscount.

Unfortunately, he didn't contribute anything in this war. Not to mention exchanging for a territory, he might even have to pay for the war expenses out of his own pocket.

Just as he was thinking about it, Espil saw Klar sitting alone in the corner of the banquet, drinking alone, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

As far as he knew, the idiot Klar had already sent his unwelcome second son back to the Golden Rose Family, and it was said that the relationship between the two families had completely broken down. So could he take this opportunity to take over Deepwater Territory?

You know, although Waterdeep is barren, it is indeed large in area. If he can take it all over, the size of the territory will definitely reach that of a Viscount, and maybe there will be some left over to be distributed to the knights under his command.

Anyway, that useless Klar can only produce two or three official knights in his entire territory. I can just send a small team to destroy this weak family.

However, before that, Baron Espier still needs to test the opinions of his lord Stephen Moonlight Mushroom, and at the same time, gather intelligence on the Oat Family to see if there are other more powerful allies.

Thinking of this, Baron Espier quickly suppressed the malice and ambition in his eyes, turned around, and chatted and laughed with the nobles around him.

However, this scene was noticed by many people.

These people were well aware of Baron Espir's ambitions and were also aware of the entanglement between him and Baron Klar.

Therefore, when they noticed something unusual, they all chose to stay away from where Baron Klar was.

And this is exactly why Baron Klar felt that the entire banquet began to exclude him.

Thus, this invisible cold violence gradually permeated the entire banquet, and even Baron Klar, who had been drinking wine non-stop, could hardly bear it anymore...

After drinking almost a barrel of red wine, Klar couldn't bear it anymore. He felt his head buzzing and everything in front of him began to blur.

He knew that if he stayed at this party any longer, he would definitely do something that he would regret.

So he had to make an excuse that he was going to the bathroom and escape from the party.

"Damn Erspear! Damn Golden Rose! And that damn bastard! You all deserve to die!"

Klar muttered to himself as he walked. He was extremely angry, his heart filled with resentment and dissatisfaction towards those people.

Baron Klar, who had drunk so much red wine in one go, had just stood up and walked out of the banquet when he was blown by the wind and instantly became a little drunk.

In fact, as an official knight, he can remove the anesthesia caused by alcohol by circulating his fighting spirit.

This method was common in military camps and was one of the reasons soldiers were allowed to drink.

However, at this moment, Klar seemed to have forgotten his ability. Perhaps he wanted to enjoy the feeling of being anesthetized by alcohol, or perhaps he was no longer able to circulate his fighting spirit to remove the alcohol.

However, all this no longer matters, because he is about to pay a heavy price for his actions.