"I hope he doesn't come too late. Let's wait for another half an hour. If Lord Mathil still doesn't come after half an hour, then start the ceremony." Earl Fesnan said.

"There is no need to waste this period. Check the documents first. Half an hour is enough."

Miss Meiding said aside.

"Okay." The elder nodded and agreed. As soon as he summoned him, several clergymen immediately carried a long folding table with light, clever and exquisite workmanship.

The long table was placed in the center of the church, and the sunlight shone from the zenith directly on the table.

"Miss Fanny, please put the documents in your hands on the table." The elder ordered.

Fanny put down the box as the minister said.

"Let the appraisal expert come here." The elder ordered at one time.

Five people wearing black robes, who seemed to be prosecutors, walked in.

"Be honest and just, following the teachings of God, may God the Father give you sharp eyes and rigorous wisdom." Elder Mondie prayed solemnly.

After the brief prayer, the five appraisers rolled up their sleeves and walked to the table. In front of everyone, they opened the documents in the box and took them out one by one, and carefully identified them.

Every time a document is identified, the document is placed aside and waiting for another appraiser to read.

All documents must be approved separately by the five of them before they can take effect.

Time passed little by little, and finally all the supporting documents were confirmed to be correct. Five appraisers solemnly signed their names on the notary certificate.

"It's almost done, half an hour has passed long ago. Since Lord Mathil doesn't come, he will just give up automatically." Earl Laiwei said.

"Do you have any opinions?" Earl Feisnan asked loudly.

"In my opinion, it is better to wait until Count Matil comes before starting." said a young nobleman standing next to him.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that most people didn't recognize him, and they should be an insignificant guy.

However, at such an important moment, at this moment when deciding to be the heir of the Lord of the Serth Castle, no one's voice could be easily erased. Earl Fesnan regretted it, why did he do such a waste?

"Sir, what you mean is to let us stand here and wait for Lord Mathil to arrive. But when will it be settled? Or will we keep waiting like this?" said another nobleman.

Rebow knew that man, and remembered that he was a descendant of the Relta family.

"I don't mean that, but Mr. Mathil has a significant influence in Fort Serth and even the entire south of Franx. If Lord Mathil does not come to participate, it would be not good." As soon as this person said this, everyone already understood his position.

Earl Fesnan felt worried.

This guy Mathil is indeed boring to play with this trick. He lets an insignificant person come forward to make trouble. If he suppresses his own efforts and makes a big deal, he will inevitably give Mathil an argument, as if he is bullying others with his power and does not give opponents the right to speak.

However, if you let this guy mess around, you will probably become more and more messy. Anyway, this person is not very famous, so he can cheat in public and use any low-level means at will. However, he is not very good at putting his face down.

Earl Fesnan couldn't help but feel worried, and he looked at Earl Livi. Earl Livi certainly knew what Earl Fesnan meant, but he had no way to deal with it. Therefore, Earl Livi turned his face and thought it was not seen.

Just when everyone was helpless, I heard the old lady Medin say coldly beside me: "Today's confirmation ceremony for the heirs of the Lord of the Serthburgh had notified the Mathil family half a month ago. It is impossible for Earl of Mathil to know. Since he knew the time and he was not too late, there was only one explanation. He gave up the right to vote. I believe everyone thinks the same way. Of course, there is another explanation, that is, Mr. Mathil does not put all the nobles present in his eyes at all, but I think Mr. Mathil is definitely not such a person.

"Elder Mondi, you have extensive knowledge and should know how to deal with it in this case according to the customary column."

"Miss Meiding, as you said, according to the legal procedures, the nobles who did not attend the ceremony will be treated as abstention after half an hour after the ceremony." The elder nodded repeatedly and said.

"Slowly, in my opinion, the Lord's heir confirmed that this matter is of great importance. It is probably not good if Lord Mathil participated. Moreover, Mr. Mathil might have something to do, and he might come to participate in a while. We should wait a little while. Haven't we been waiting for half an hour? It's not an exaggeration to wait for another half an hour."

The nobleman said again.

"I just said it more clearly than I said. According to the legal procedures, I am half an hour late as abstention. What else can I do? Is Elder Monte wrong? Or has the legal procedures lost its majesty? You repeatedly obstructed the normal legal procedures, and the reasons are so ridiculous. Mr. Mathil is a matter? This is also a reason? Dear nobles present, do you think this is a reason? Dear nobles, do you think this gentleman is making trouble unreasonable?" said the old lady Medding with a stern expression.

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a sound of crying in the venue.

‘This is not a reason.

‘This person is really making trouble.

‘Turn this man out.

...Crying sounds come one after another.

Miss Meiding took great effort to suppress the shouting. She ordered with a cold and signature voice: "Guards, invite this gentleman out of this solemn and sacred place. All the nobles here do not welcome such unreasonable people."

The guards immediately obeyed the order and took the noble out of the venue.

Earl Fei Sinan glanced at the old lady Mei Ding and secretly praised her. Sure enough, this kind of thing can only be solved by cutting the mess with a quick knife.

However, if you think about it again, it is the most suitable only for Miss Mei Ding to come forward. She is the sister of the old lord and has a blood relationship with the lord's heir. At the same time, she is a woman, a despicable opponent that men cannot deal with, and women happen to be their nemesis.

If he made such a decision, that guy Mathil would definitely bite himself and claim that he was the heir of the lord.

Mathil has the support of the court behind him, and even if he has reason, he can't explain it clearly.

But Miss Meiding is not like this at all. Her identity as a woman makes this lawsuit definitely win in the Presbyterian Church, because with conclusive evidence, women are suing men again, and the Presbyterian Church is always standing on the basis of women.

Fesnan was secretly happy, but he did not expect that the voice of Count Matil from outside the church was heard.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm a step late." As the voice sounded, Earl Matil's thin figure appeared in front of people, followed by two people behind him.

The one on the left is a young man, about twenty-seven or eight years old, with a clean and shiny chin, no beard, and a curly hair draped behind his head with a small wave.

Judging from his face, this young man can indeed be described as handsome, but his handsomeness is different from Ruibo's handsomeness. He has a sense of heroism and a manly feeling.

With thick eyebrows and wide forehead, and those bright eyes, they are indeed brilliant.

Although this young man's figure is not tall, the proportion shows that he is agile.

It was not surprising to see that he was dressed in a dress. The businessman's clothing and the costumes seemed to be an ordinary businessman.

But no one would think that this young man was an ordinary businessman, because the momentum he showed was definitely not something that a businessman could possess. Earl Feisnan even felt that he was a little unsteady in front of this momentum and wanted to take a few steps back.

Only then did Fei Sinan notice that he had taken a few steps back without realizing it.

And not only did he, but most of the people around him retreated, including those clergymen standing in a row and Count Laiwei.

Count Laiwei obviously also found himself a little too panicked.

He said with a correct expression: "Earl Matil, you are so late. Let so many of us wait for you."

"Haha, sorry, I apologize to you here. It's really unfortunate that I just wanted to go out and saw a distinguished guest. It was these two. I'm really sorry for you to wait for a long time." Earl Matil said with a haha.

‘Who are these two gentlemen? Can you introduce them to us?’ Count Fesnan asked.

"For the guy who can't even stand firm in front of us, I don't have the right to know my name. Moreover, I just came to attend this event at the invitation of Mathil. I am not interested in your affairs, but just to act as a fair person." The young man said. Although every word he said was extremely arrogant, his tone did not give people a sense of arrogance at all, as if it was normal.

Earl Fesnan was about to say something, but he didn't expect that the young man completely ignored his existence. The young man stared behind him and asked, "Matil, you once told me that 'Cancer Wind' was dead in the hands of your little lord's heir and his companions. The young man must be your little lord's heir. If I guess correctly, the old man and the two people standing beside him will be the warrior who killed 'Cancer Wind'."

‘Yes, yes, sir, his eyes are so sharp. How did you see that?’ Earl Matil was flattering.

"It's very simple. Most of the people present just now couldn't help but take a few steps back when I was taken by my momentum. Only a few people didn't react like this. Those people were your little lord heirs, the leader, the old gentleman, and the one on the left behind him. Although the one on the right couldn't help but take a small step back, he was the first of everyone to wake up, and it was obvious that he and the old gentleman were together." The young man explained.

‘Just this?’ Earl Laiwei said embarrassedly.

‘Hmph, what do you know? People who can fight against my aura must have very strong mental and willpower. With such powerful mental and willpower, they are outstanding and rare wise figures in any case. This young man is said to be a magician, because in the capital, there are not many magicians I know who can ignore the momentum I deliberately release. But the young man did it, and the one who did nothing like him was the gentleman behind the old man. What is yours to satisfy my curiosity?

'The young man asked.

Kelle was never interested in answering other people's questions, and he always stood there indifferently.

The young man had to shake his head and sigh and said, "It seems that I will only wait until later to find the answer to this question myself. By the way, who is that old man? The head of the sage can withstand my momentum. I can fully understand this, but who is this gentleman?"

"Look at his palm, this is Lord Hyde, a famous explorer and diplomat. He was once commended by His Majesty the King for mediating the war between Francis and Delizhi, and was awarded the title of Lord." Earl Mathil introduced.

"Oh, I've heard, Mr. Hyde, in rumors, your martial arts are extremely skilled, your archery skills are extremely accurate, and you can ride on a horse to shoot arrows. You can also use your left and right hands alternately. For you, there is no dead end to shoot at all. How did you do this?" asked the young man.

"The skills of the Oriental people are not a great skill in the Eastern country. I have seen many women who can easily do this," Mr. Hyde replied.

"Dongfang? You are indeed an outstanding explorer." The young man nodded and continued to ask, "Mr. Hyde, you were attacked on your way. I have surveyed the attack location. It was an extremely fierce battle. I can fully imagine the danger that you encountered at that time. However, as far as I know, there was another group of people who were also attacked. There was a carriage not far from your resting place. Have you ever found any abnormalities?"

"Abnormal? There are indeed some anomalies. Those people are also very powerful. At least half of the attackers were killed by them. After killing the bandits, they attacked us again." Mr. Hyde said.

"I can completely guess this. I found traces of the fight at the scene, but it seemed that only one person in the opponent's camp was attacking, and there was no mark left by the second attack on the scene. That person was extremely skilled. How did you deal with his attack?" the young man asked.

"Magic, Ribo is a magician. There are many ways to deal with such a guy with superb force. We just need to let him spiral his powerful swordsmanship towards the trees far away from us." Mr. Hyde explained.

‘Illusion?’ The young man asked Mr. Hyde. Seeing that Mr. Hyde had no reaction, he looked at the middle-aged man beside him who was standing there silently without saying a word.

‘The easiest way is to use illusion.’ The middle-aged man said, ‘However, there are many other ways. The magic world is too vast and boundless. ‘At this time, everyone present knew that the second uninvited guest was a magician.

What happened? Two magicians appeared in Sethburg, a remote place. If you consider Ribo's teacher, then there will be at least three magicians in the south of Franx.

This is something that has never happened before, because there are too few magicians, and even fewer magicians outside the capital.

What kind of wind has brought so many magicians to the South? People can't guess it.

‘Who is your teacher?’ asked the magician.

Rebow glanced at Mr. Hyde because he didn't know whether he should tell the truth.

What I got from Mr. Hyde was affirmative.

Rebau said with confidence: "Master Masque, my teacher is Masque."

‘Marsek?’ The magician repeated it, and his face became a little unnatural.

The young man seemed to be a little uncomfortable, obviously the answer was beyond his original expectation.

"Is that Mr. Masque a very powerful magician?" Earl Mathil asked carefully.

‘You don’t need to know these things.’ The young man shouted without hesitation and said, ‘Well, our time is extremely precious, and it must be the same for everyone present. Don’t let those stupid questions hinder the progress of life’s needs.

Mr. Mathil, don't you tell me that you have great questions about the identity of Mr. Rebbo? Didn't you say that you can fully prove that he is not the real Rebbo Bysticit, the sole heir to the Lord of Serthburg?
To be continued...