Chapter 1 Should I Struggle?
That night.
A grand aristocratic banquet is being held in the majestic Rose Castle.
In the magnificent hall, Gervis was standing in front of a long table.
The long table, which was about three meters long, was now filled with all kinds of delicious food, including fine wine, barbecue, fruit, cakes, and everything else that could be named and not named.
At this moment, Gervis, who was sitting at the long table, wished he could have two more mouths, because one mouth greatly slowed down his eating speed.
Put a piece of golden roasted, fragrant meat with just the right amount of fat and lean meat into your mouth, chew it slightly, and the smooth but not greasy feeling instantly fills your entire mouth, and your taste buds immediately send a signal of satisfaction.
Gervis nodded with satisfaction, put down the fork in his hand, felt some oil drops on his hands, glanced at the silk dress he was wearing, and then looked at the tablecloth spread on the long table, and finally chose that tablecloth.
Gervis leaned forward, found a tricky angle, and rubbed his hands on the tablecloth seemingly casually, leaving all the grease on the back of his hands on the red and yellow tablecloth.
What Gervis didn't know was that only the great nobles could afford this red and yellow tablecloth. Even if the lesser nobles used tablecloths, they would only be a monotonous brown color.
After wiping his palms clean, Gervis picked up the yellow juice in the silver cup and drank it as if nothing had happened, intending to moisten his mouth before continuing to finish the delicacies on the long table.
"What a bunch of fake nobles!" While drinking, Gervis looked around and saw that everyone in the hall was dressed gorgeously and standing in groups of three or five. Some nodded and smiled, some raised their glasses and sipped wine, and there were servants carrying trays wandering around, but no one was eating food at the long table.
However, Gervis was completely unaware that when he looked around, the butler sitting next to the long table, with his back straight and a smile on his face, twitched his lips slightly, his expression looked very unnatural, and he didn't have time to hand the white handkerchief in his hand to Gervis.
Gervis' every move just now fell into his eyes. Gervis ate rudely without caring about his image, which shocked the butler. This was a banquet hosted by the Earl! How could such a rude person come to participate! Others ate barbecued meat with a fork and only ate a small piece, but this person used a fork to stab four or five pieces of barbecued meat, like a skewer, and finally wiped his hands with the tablecloth, thinking that no one noticed. This series of actions broke the butler's twenty years of understanding of the nobility, and his three views were lost.
Why are you wiping your hands with a tablecloth? The price of that tablecloth can buy you four or five sets of clothes, okay? I have a handkerchief here that I'll give you.
Gervis certainly had no idea of the butler's mental activities, and he didn't even see the handkerchief he had handed over halfway. With so much food and so many young nobles, who would pay attention to a butler?
Of course, even if he knew, there was nothing he could do. At most, he would smile at the waiter, because he currently only had a vague understanding of the etiquette of various activities of the nobility.
Also because he is so difficult.
He has been living in dire straits for the past month.
He remembered clearly that he had been eating bread and ham for a full 29.5 days. Although it was also white bread, not to mention its dry and hard taste, the occasional wheat husks on the bread crust almost caused mouth ulcers in his mouth. Although it was not as terrible as the legendary black bread that could be used to kill people and could only be eaten after stewing, he thought it was not much better.
And the smoked ham is just like chewing wax. All I can taste in my mouth is the smell of salted fish. There is no meat aroma at all. I have no idea how it is prepared.
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I'm not a bad guy, why did God send me here to suffer?
In fact, all this was caused by two accidents 29 days ago, one accident happened in another world, and the other happened in this world.
In a different world 29 days ago, Ye Feng, an ordinary person, bought vegetables from the market and was about to go home. However, on the way home, he was struck by a lightning.
At the same time, in this world, Gervis accidentally fell down the stairs in his castle. Although the fall was not high, he hit his head and fell into a coma.
Then Ye Feng came through and possessed Gervis, but Gervis's original soul had disappeared.
Therefore, there is a soul that does not belong to this world living in Gervis' body at this moment. That soul comes from another world called Earth. It came because of an accident and occupied Gervis' body.
Ye Feng is a genuine Chinese foodie. These days, he feels that his taste buds are about to be poisoned by the food of this world and it is almost impossible to save them.
It wasn't until tonight that he tasted the tempting food again, which brought some life back to his taste buds.
By the way, he also had to thank the owner of this place, Count Alice Jones of Rose Castle. If she hadn't hosted a banquet tonight, Gervis wouldn't know how long he would have been tortured by the bread and smoked ham at home.
Although the soul in Gervis' body was not yet accustomed to such aristocratic occasions, in order to save his taste buds, Gervis still chose to come.
I heard that the Countess will choose a husband from among the people attending the banquet tonight. But it doesn't matter, Gervis is not interested at all, he comes here just for the food on the long table.
The memories he received from the original owner were quite limited, and he also searched through the memories he received. Gervis had never seen the Countess, and he didn't know what the Countess looked like.
I only heard that this female countess had been studying at the best aristocratic academy in the capital. It was only recently that she had to come back to inherit the family title because the old earl suddenly disappeared.
The countess just turned twenty this year. After inheriting the earldom, for some unknown reason she chose to choose a husband from among the sons of her own retainers.
Gervis also overheard the conversation between his cheap father and cheap brother, saying that the countess seemed to be a genius in cultivation and had a love interest in the academy for nobles.
In short, to sum it up, she is definitely a woman in big trouble.
If he hadn't known that there would be delicious food at the dinner tonight, Gervis would never have come. He had no interest in the countess. He was just the second son of a baron who was a vassal of the earl. He didn't even have the chance to inherit the baron's title, so he couldn't play at all.
The Countess was a genius in cultivation, and she was much stronger than anyone else. If anyone became her husband, and she was in a bad mood one day, she would be beaten a dozen times on the head, but she would not even have a place to cry.
Besides, the countess already has a lover in the capital. Although for some unknown reason she wants to find a retainer's son as her husband, there is no guarantee that the countess and her lover will not still have an affair and colorful hats will fly everywhere.
However, Gervis didn't know that he was probably the only one in the entire hall who thought this way.
Because everyone in the hall was well-dressed, well-mannered, and polite, they were afraid of making any mistakes, not catching the Countess's eye, and missing this opportunity.
For example, Gervis's cheap brother, Driss, is one of them. At this moment, he is holding a wine glass and talking slowly with three men of similar age with a smile, looking like an elegant gentleman.
But Gervis knew how rude his brother was usually. After eating, he would wipe his hands directly on his body. Moreover, they ate the same meals at home. Gervis didn't believe that he would be indifferent to the delicious food at tonight's banquet.
It seems that on the forehead of each of these people, there is a message engraved: "My Lord Earl, I don't want to fight anymore, just choose me."
No matter what they are like, Gervis still wants to fight. Although he cannot inherit his father's title, he has a golden finger! However, it is not known what the golden finger is used for, but as a welfare of a time traveler, it should be good.
Putting down the exquisite cup in his hand that had been emptied, Gervis began to look around the table again, looking at the delicacies that were also served in silver utensils, ready to pick a delicious one and start to feast on it again to save his taste buds.
"The Earl is here!" At this moment, an excited voice sounded in the hall.
With this gentle call, the noisy sounds in the hall suddenly disappeared and became extremely quiet.
People who were originally chatting with each other in groups of three or five stopped all their actions. They all became restrained, with either excitement or nervousness on their faces, and they all looked towards the door of the hall.
Gervis also temporarily stopped the urge to reach out for food and looked at the entrance of the hall. Everyone paused there. If he only cared about eating, he would be mistaken for being disrespectful to the Count. The Count was his father's immediate superior and a woman, so he should be more careful.
In this feudal society, if I angered her, she would strangle me to death in a matter of minutes.
At the entrance of the hall, Gervis saw a graceful figure slowly walking in from outside. She was tall and wore a purple off-shoulder evening dress. The hem of the dress fell directly to the ground and extended to two or three meters behind her. With the slow steps of the countess, she walked on the neat red carpet.
"If she can promise not to commit domestic violence and not give me a hat belt, I think it would be great if I don't struggle anymore!" This thought suddenly popped up in Gervis' mind for no reason.
But Gervis immediately suppressed the thought in his heart. He just needed to think about it. He could still see clearly what his current status was. He couldn't ask her to promise not to send him a hat or something like that, unless in the future... Of course, by then it would be too late.
Of course, it is a stunningly beautiful woman who can arouse the distracting thoughts in Gervis's soul, which has been tempered by all kinds of internet celebrity faces.
A high and straight nose, crystal clear sapphire eyes, and sexy lips that were painted with something unknown, and were clear and rosy.
Anyone who sees it and pays attention to any one of them will sincerely marvel at the wonder of the Creator.
Moreover, these exquisite facial features were bestowed upon a human being by the Creator, especially against the backdrop of her jade-like skin and golden, lustrous hair. Even the word "beauty" could not fully describe her beauty.
"Greetings, Lord Earl... Greetings, Lord Earl..."
As the countess slowly approached, the people in the center of the hall unconsciously made way for her, then bowed their heads like gentlemen, saluted her, and offered their greetings one by one.
During the greeting, the Countess was calm and composed, with no expression on her beautiful face. She seemed to have noticed someone's strange gaze and glanced at him inconspicuously. Then, like a queen, she continued to walk towards the front of the hall with graceful steps.
"What a powerful woman!" The person who was glanced at by the Countess was none other than Gervis. Although Gervis was amazed by the Countess, it was only for a moment. When the Countess looked at him, he had already come to his senses. However, the Countess's senses were too sensitive, and in the whole hall, everyone lowered their heads, and only Gervis raised his head to peek, so he was "caught red-handed".
The Countess glanced at him nonchalantly, but Gervis felt that the look was like a sword piercing his heart.
Gervis couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, and then he secretly reminded himself to keep a low profile and not to kill himself before figuring out the golden finger.
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"Everyone can attend today's party. I believe you already know the purpose of my hosting this party." Alice walked to the front of the hall, stepped lightly onto the stairs, and stood on the high platform used for hosting. Without any polite words, she spoke cleanly and neatly in her lark-like clear and melodious voice: "I will choose a man from among you to be my husband."
When Alice slowly uttered the rest of this sentence, especially after she said the word "husband", the young men in the audience, who were already attracted by her beautiful appearance and extremely excited, all blushed, puffed out their chests and raised their heads, as if they were afraid that Alice would not be able to see their faces and thus miss this beauty.
Only Gervis was standing on the outskirts of the crowd, with his head down, not daring to look at the stage. He was holding two pieces of cake he had just picked up and eating them carefully, for fear that Alice would glance at him and remember his impoliteness just now.
Alice was standing on the platform, looking at the thirty or so young men below. She saw all their performances. She felt a little disappointed. All the young men below were descendants of vassals in her earldom. There were quite a few handsome ones, but none of them caught her eye, because among all those people, not a single one was a titled knight, not even a bronze knight.
Although she didn't need to be as talented as herself, she didn't have anyone who was even slightly better. Compared with her classmates in the academy, there was a huge gap between them.
She had no choice but to choose one of these men as her husband. Before she met them, she had imagined that there would always be one or two who would be slightly worthy of her, but now she was greatly disappointed.
Alice on the stage felt bitter, but for the sake of her family, she had to sacrifice herself.
Alice continued to scan the crowd below the stage. There was no one who could satisfy her in terms of cultivation, so she just picked one she liked. She hoped that she would get news about her father soon. Then she could get rid of all this. The current choice was just a stopgap measure.
Just when Alice was about to choose a young man from among several good-looking men, she suddenly saw a man on the outskirts of the crowd with his head lowered. His body seemed to be moving slightly. She couldn't help but remember that just now when everyone bowed their heads to greet her, only that man raised his head and looked at her. However, that man was not among the crowd who raised their heads.
Alice looked at the clothes of the man who lowered his head again. This man's clothes were extremely similar to those of the man just now.
So Alice raised her white arm and pointed at the man who was lowering his head. She was a little curious why this man behaved so abnormally again and again.
(End of this chapter)
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