The sun set, and Hiccup, riding Night Fury, patrolled the entire Green Town.
Night fell in an instant.
Green Town was plunged into darkness, with only a few small taverns lighting dim candles.
Hiccup glided through the sky on Night Fury, silently thinking, "Should I bring light bulbs to Green Town?"
"Turn Green Town into a sleepless town."
"This is the first piece of land I've conquered; if I transform it into a sleepless town, many more people will surely come to contend for it."
"With more people, the economy can also develop."
Below the night sky, carriages headed towards Earl Ruijin's manor.
The nobles sitting in the carriages felt heavy-hearted, wanting to escape but not daring to.
Meanwhile, the noblewomen accompanying them in the carriages had no idea what was happening.
They thought it was an upper-class dinner party in Green Town, and each of them was dressed to the nines, still full of charm.
Corsetry magic forcibly squeezed D-cups into EF-cups, and their buttocks seemed to have a short board installed, making them jut out.
The flat area could even hold four wine glasses.
"Creak, creak~"
The old wooden wheels of the carriage made a grating sound.
Upon arriving at the manor, the patrolling cavalry guided their carriages to the designated parking area.
One by one, the noblewomen, assisted by their slaves, stepped out of the carriages.
When they met acquaintances, they greeted them with smiles, especially when they saw other nobles or wealthy merchants.
Their eyes were filled with undisguised affection.
Clearly, there were secrets between them that could not be told.
Upon entering the banquet hall, everyone was stunned by the magnificent dinner hall before them.
The entire hall was filled with candles, bright as day.
The shining silver armor standing by the door reflected the candlelight onto the faces of everyone entering the dinner.
The golden wine pitchers were so bright that one couldn't bear to look away.
"Oh, my goodness, this place is like a luxurious palace, probably even more extravagant than the royal palace."
"Who is the host tonight? Is it a newly appointed Earl?"
"Look at this vase, not a speck of dust on it, just like new."
The noblewomen looked around curiously, even reaching out to touch things they could reach.
A noble Baron nearby quickly pulled his mistress back.
"Celina, I advise you not to move around, or I won't be able to protect you."
"No, the newly appointed Earl will not be so petty."
"You foolish woman, I can't do anything with you. You must behave well tonight."
"Don't worry, Baron, I will make the new Earl captivated by me and unable to look away."
In the old society of the Middle Ages.
A Baron's mistress was not just his mistress, but a common mistress shared by many Barons.
Many times, several Barons, to foster camaraderie, would have their mistresses break the awkwardness of meeting.
For Viscounts, who were a rank higher than Barons, these mistresses were equivalent to gifts.
For an Earl, these mistresses were equivalent to slaves presented by Barons.
To be favored by an Earl was their honor.
So, each of them tried their best to show off their advantages, hoping to shine at this dinner party.
At this moment, every noblewoman regarded each other as rivals for the night; even friends who were usually close rarely interacted at this time.
Everyone tried to maintain their elegance.
The entire banquet, from start to finish, would not involve sitting down.
The Barons also gathered together, led by the Viscount, conversing and speculating about what would happen tonight.
"I heard that the young warrior who defeated Dregg also came from an island in the sea."
"It's not uncommon for barbarians to occupy territory, but I'm afraid he will greedily plunder our lands and slaves."
"Shh, keep your voice down. He's not a young pirate now; he's a distinguished Earl."
"If he hears you, he'll surely put you on the gallows."
Upon hearing the word "gallows," everyone simultaneously fell silent.
At the same time, they couldn't help but think, "In the past, nobles would collectively send troops to capture pirates and tie them to the gallows."
"Now that a pirate has become an Earl, he might tie up those nobles he dislikes on the gallows."
As many nobles fell silent.
Another group of people surged in from outside.
These people's clothing was slightly old-fashioned, forming a stark contrast with the bright and shiny nobles.
Secondly, these people were generally thin, and their brows revealed a cunning and shrewd feeling.
In their eyes, the golden objects on the tables were far more attractive than those noblewomen who wore heavy perfume and had their golden hair piled up high like brooms.
Because, as long as they had gold, it meant they could have the same kind of noblewomen.
Furthermore, after turning off the lights and removing their disguises, they were all the same.
However, these merchants were, after all, attending a noble's dinner, so although their attire was a bit inferior, it wasn't too much so.
The shrewd merchants each sought out Barons to converse with.
After all, they had to do business within their territories and pay taxes to them, so they couldn't ignore them.
The merchants' mistresses tried hard to integrate into the noblewomen's circle, but the noblewomen's eyes were still filled with unconcealed disdain.
The noblewomen all considered themselves noble white swans, proudly puffing out their chests to make themselves look different from these common hens.
These groups quickly and spontaneously formed clear divisions.
Although they were conversing on the surface, secretly, their eyes were intentionally or unintentionally glancing towards the entrance, all wanting to see what the handsome appearance of the young Earl, who single-handedly destroyed a city, was like.
They heard he was also a great Dragon Knight.
During their discussion, another group of people appeared at the entrance.
When this group appeared, the entire dinner instantly fell silent, as if the air had solidified.
"Wow~ so much delicious food, that roasted turkey is too big."
A little girl in a black evening dress walked into the dinner party with a group of merchants who exuded a faint smell of salted fish and dragon dung.
Merchant John looked at the golden objects gleaming throughout the room, his eyes filled with a fascination for wealth.
Turning his head and seeing the noblewomen's gazes, his old face immediately flushed.
He could only awkwardly change the subject and say, "Cha Cha, the Divine Envoy will be here soon, let's go over."
"Okay, I also have a small gift to give to the Divine Envoy."
As they spoke, Merchant John and the charming Cha Cha walked towards the head of the dinner table.
Looking at the dazzling array of delicious dishes lined up, tears of disappointment almost welled up from the corners of his mouth.
Just as Cha Cha was about to take her seat, a noblewoman suddenly pointed at Cha Cha and proudly said, "Where did this little slave come from, thinking she's a black swan just because she's wearing an evening dress? Get out immediately, don't dirty the Earl's dinner party."