At this moment, Baron Klar was sitting on the side of the road on Purlington Avenue. Perhaps due to excessive blood loss or inner fear, his face was as pale as paper and his eyes revealed despair.
He knew that he was about to face a huge disaster, and his heart was filled with endless regret.
With trembling hands, he tore the dark blue dress that he had always cherished into strips.
These strips of cloth once symbolized his noble status, but now they could only be used to bandage the hideous wound on his right shoulder.
Every time it entangled him, it would cause a piercing pain, but he clenched his teeth and forced himself not to make any sound.
Then, he mobilized the remaining Dou Qi in his body and with great difficulty gathered it on the muscles around the wound. As the Dou Qi surged, the muscles in his right shoulder were forcibly squeezed together.
This was a method that his father, Baron Alman, taught him when he first went to the battlefield as a young man to quickly stop the bleeding of the wound.
At that time, his father was not yet a baron, but just an ordinary knight in the Moonlight Mushroom family. However, he was brave and heroic, and had strong strength. He was only one step away from becoming a great knight. With his own strength and excellent personal charm, his father Alman was successfully promoted to a noble and joined the real aristocratic class.
There were many times when Klar tossed and turned in the middle of the night, unable to fall asleep.
He compares himself to his father again and again, and the result is that he suffers terribly.
He discovered that he was a world apart from his father. Not only could he not achieve the same success as his father, but he was even forced to hand over the foundation his father had built with so much hardship.
The physical pain is no longer important. What is more important is the inner torment. Every bit of pain and every bit of torment is like a sharp sword, deeply hurting Klar's heart.
He really didn't expect that he would do such a stupid thing.
If he could turn back time, he would rather get drunk and pass out than offend the noble Grand Duke. Compared to losing face, the predicament he faced now was worse than death.
Having made such a big mistake, Klar knew he had no face to return to the base, and he also didn't want to become a laughing stock in the eyes of everyone.
He decided to stay in Purlington Street and wait quietly for the arrival of his lord, Earl Stephen.
I believe that after such a long time, Earl Stephen must have already known the whole story and perhaps even the sentence for him has been drafted.
Klar's mood became increasingly heavy. He didn't know what kind of punishment was waiting for him.
Maybe he would be stripped of his title and exiled to a remote place; maybe he would be subjected to more severe torture, or even death... All kinds of speculations flooded into his mind, making it almost impossible for him to bear the pressure.
He didn't know how much time had passed. Klar had lost all sense of time. He only knew that waiting for the verdict was far more torturous than the moment of being sentenced.
So when he saw Earl Stephen coming, he felt a sense of relief for no reason.
Count Stephen, who came hurriedly with a group of vassals, made Klar despair as soon as he said the first sentence.
"You betrayed my trust, Clare Oats!"
Count Stephen said to Klar in front of him with a disappointed tone.
What happened today was too passive for him, and he had no countermeasures to protect his own interests.
At that celebration banquet, he was like a lamb to be slaughtered, allowing the old fox Daniel to cut his flesh with a knife.
All of this was done by the guy in front of him, the Baron of Deepwater Territory, whom he legally recognized.
Looking at the pale guy in front of him who could barely stand, Count Stephen recalled the time when he and Alman fought side by side when they were young.
Oh yes, it was Alman who asked his wife to act as a matchmaker for the engagement between the little guy Klar and the Golden Rose family.
Thinking of Alman, a look of nostalgia appeared on Count Stephen's face.
Unfortunately, Alman left a good hand to his descendants, but it was ruined by his stupid son.
"Arman is an excellent knight and a fine nobleman, but he is not a qualified father. At the very least, he should not have chosen you to be the heir to the title."
Ignoring Baron Klar's pleading eyes, Count Stephen began to judge Klar's crimes.
"Baron of Deepwater, Klar Oats, committed a crime in the street, defied the laws of the kingdom, and attacked the Grand Duke's herald. He is guilty of multiple crimes..."
Looking at Klar lying limp on the ground, Earl Stephen felt a little bit of pity in his heart.
After all, before Alman died, he left a suicide letter for himself. The sloppy handwriting on the letter was enough to prove how bad Alman's condition was at that time.
The letter only mentioned some good times they had riding and hunting in their youth.
It was not until the end that he added that if his son made a big mistake in the future, he hoped Stephen would spare his life because of their many years of brotherhood.
Apart from this, I have no other extravagant wishes.
"well……"
He sighed silently in his heart. This was the last thing he could do. He hoped that Alman would not blame him in the afterlife.
"He will be punished for multiple crimes: stripped of his baron title, stripped of his fiefdom of Waterdeep, stripped of all his elves, not allowed to keep his surname, and all his property confiscated."
Klar trembled all over when he heard the verdict. Fear filled his mind and he could no longer hear any other voices. He only heard that everything he had now would be taken away from him. He would lose his identity, his property, and he would not even be allowed to keep his surname.
But soon, another word from Count Stephen pulled Klar back from the brink of collapse.
"However, considering the contributions of the first Baron of Deepwater, Alman, I will lend your family a nice manor as your home.
You are allowed to enjoy the right to reside, use and tax this estate for ten years."
"But likewise, your second son, Klaus, will be expelled from the Scarlet Flame Knights. He will not be allowed to keep the Knights' equipment, and he will also be stripped of his title of knight."
Although the treatment was far inferior to that of the previous baron, for Klar at this time, being able to keep his life was already very good.
"Thank you! Thank you for your kindness, Lord Earl! I, Klar, will always remember your kindness to me! I would give my life for you, Lord, just to get a little in return."
This result has made Klar feel very surprised. After all, committing a crime in front of the Grand Duke and attacking the other party's messenger, such a crime deserves to be dragged out and killed!
Although the price he paid was huge, it was better than death, and he could still have a manor to live in and collect taxes for ten years. These were enough times for him to buy a set of plate armor for his second son to start his own career.
Looking at the fat man in front of him who was crying bitterly and grateful to him, Earl Stephen had completely lost the desire to talk to him.
Left a sentence:
"The person you should thank most is your father." Then he turned and left.
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