Chapter 221 Duke of the Goshawk

One day later, the imperial capital royal ranch.

The flags are flying and the crowds are crowded, and the royal ranch is particularly lively. Generally speaking, autumn is a good time to hunt. However, hunting in winter is also a good choice.

Due to physical reasons, Roland III rarely came to the ranch to hunt in recent years. Therefore, the ranch looks very desolate and does not have much people.

But the guards dare not be lazy and are still taking good care of the place.

But the only thing he was worried about was that since Roland III suddenly remembered to hunt, the ranch did not do much preparation activities.

For example, large beasts and other deer-like deer-like animals, the pastures are not prepared too much.

In order to avoid the prosperity of Saul Lan III, the ranch specially bought thousands of rabbits and placed them in the ranch, hoping to fool them, so that everyone would not return empty-handed.

To be honest, Roland III's skills are not outstanding. When hunting, the ranch must be cheated to ensure the king's achievements.

Today, a total of 500 people came. Most of these people were ministers whom Roland III liked or young noble children, and were all a group of young talents.

These people are well-equipped, dressed in fancy clothes, and have a lot of female family members, making this hunting more like a trip.

Compared with other noble children who were carrying several attendants, Zhao Feng, who was alone, riding a horse and holding a sun-shooting bow, looked lonely.

"Look, he only brought a few bows and arrows when hunting, not even hunting dogs or something. It's so shabby!" In the distance, several noble women were talking while covering their handkerchiefs.

"He is very powerful and looks pretty! I heard that he is killing all over the world in Carlo!" Another man looked at Zhao Feng's appearance and said obsessively.

It can be seen that she is a fan of Zhao Feng and has heard of his big name.

As they said that, these girls were arguing endlessly, discussing who is more handsome in dressing and better equipment today, and there is no hunting at all.

Seeing Zhao Feng occasionally looking at the female group opposite, Roland III smiled and said, "How about it, otherwise I will introduce one to you! These ladies are all good-looking and have a clean family background! There are many of them here, and they have studied with you when they were young, so they can be considered your classmates."

Every time a hunting trip is also a channel for young men and women to meet each other and get to know each other.

Many times, young noble men and women whom you know through hunting will choose from each other based on their family background to complete the reorganization of their respective families.

However, Zhao Feng was obviously not interested in these vases at all.

To be honest, he hated these pretentious aristocratic girls the most, and felt that they were a little too big to say when they were with these vases.

The girls he knew, whether they were civilians or Elaine Hazel, were very straightforward and never pretentious.

As for the so-called friendship between classmates, Zhao Feng has long forgotten about the light!

To be honest, there are few memories of these girls in Dark Evans' memory. Most of his memories record the humiliation and other things he suffered at the beginning.

Back then, he didn't care about things like secret love.

To be honest, as a waste at that time, it was difficult for him to get the favor of these noble ladies. Most of them dreamed of becoming queens and others.

The two princes, Mike Hazel and Danny Hazel, are their main attack directions.

"Your Majesty, I think I'm forgot it, I'm still young!" As he said that, Zhao Feng firmly resolutely the proposal of Roland III without showing any trace.

Roland III thought for a moment and smiled, "Yes, you are still young, I'm still too impatient!" At this time, he also remembered that Zhao Feng had just reached the age to attend the coming-of-age ceremony.

Those magical achievements and Zhao Feng's cultivation and behavior made Roland III forget his age.

"Today, let you see my skills!" At this time, Roland III said with great energy, then raised his horse whip and ran towards the front.

It can be seen that he is in good spirits today.

The health of this Mondra Mondra Mondra has always been bad and always makes people very worried. But looking at his expression just now, he doesn't look like a patient at all.

"Run!"

Seeing the king take the lead, other guards and other people naturally followed him closely, not thinking that there was any problem with Roland III's safety.

After all, the whole ranch is large and the defense is not so thoughtful. If there is a problem with Roland III's safety, the lives of these guards may not be guaranteed!

"Go!" Seeing this scene, Zhao Feng quickly followed.

To be honest, he felt very bored about this hunting action. Looking at the hares all over the woods, he didn't even have the interest in bent his bow and shooting archery.

Seeing the noble children being excited and the noble ladies applauded, he could only shake his head disdainfully.

"Look, a wild snow chicken, it's good to stew the soup later!" At this time, Roland III rode proudly on the horse, carrying his prey and showing off to Zhao Feng.

"Your Majesty is so smart!" As he said that, Zhao Feng bowed slightly. To be honest, he didn't even have to take out his bow and arrow for this small animal.

However, in order to take care of Roland III's interests, Zhao Feng had to perfunctory.

"You have to come on too, don't go home empty-handed!" At this time, Roland III showed his spirit, without a trace of coughing or sickly expression.

"Yes, your Majesty!"

After hearing the words of Roland III, Zhao Feng searched around, hoping to encounter some large beasts.

In winter, prey in the pasture is not particularly footed. Large animals, such as bears, all hibernate due to good food.

If I hadn't searched carefully, it would have appeared.

"If it doesn't work, just take a little prey to count!" At this time, Zhao Feng was also wondering if his heart was too big.

In winter, it is very difficult to catch large animals.

"There is movement!" At this time, the excitement of the hunting dogs came from afar. When Zhao Feng ran over, he saw a black bear lying on the ground with an arrow on his body.

Next to it, there is a very large tree hole. It seems that it was this group of hunters who disturbed the black bear's hibernation and made it come out.

However, as soon as he appeared, he was shot into a sieve.

"It's so pitiful! This bear skin is full of eyes!" Looking at the rain of arrows on the black bear, Zhao Feng knew that the quality of this bear skin would be greatly reduced.

However, these royal guards and Roland III mainly wanted to live up to hunting, not really wanted to be a hunter.

"Cut off the bear's paws. Prepare to cook for the cook! Throw away all the rest for the hunting dogs to eat!" At this time, with Roland III's words, these hunting dogs were considered lucky.

"What a pity!"

Looking at the pretty good bear meat on the ground, Zhao Feng shook his head regretfully.

"I hit another beast! Dak, you have to work hard! Otherwise, I can only give you a duke without a nickname!"

Roland III, who was in a good mood, quipped with Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng looked up at the sky and said, "No, Your Majesty!" As he said that, he raised his sun-shooting bow, raised his hands and fell, and his movements were very cool and coherent.

"Good action, what are you doing? Are you shooting the air?" Roland III smiled and joked: "There is no prey in the sky!"

Zhao Feng shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, I have already hit a prey!"

"Is that true?" When Roland III was about to refute, he saw the hunting dog pick up the prey that Zhao Feng shot from a distance.

"Gashawk!"

Originally, Roland III did not pay much attention, but when he saw the prey in the mouth of the hunting dog, he couldn't help but change his face.

You know, goshawks live at an altitude of more than a few hundred meters, or even more than a thousand meters. Usually, people look at eagles like a small black dot.

Even the most powerful hunter is hard to boast that he will definitely hit the goshawk in the sky.

He just saw that Zhao Feng was shooting a goshawk easily and couldn't help but sigh. This difficulty is much more difficult than shooting a black bear.

When hunting, it is much more difficult to shoot birds with very small size than to shoot tigers and leopards.

This unlucky goshawk probably saw so many rabbits and other prey appearing in the Royal Hunting Ground, so he was swimming in the air, preparing to catch a rabbit and go back.

Unexpectedly, it was shot down before it even fell.

The arrow just now was at least 300 meters away. The arm strength, arm strength, and accurate head were indispensable, so that it could be so free and easy.

Zhao Feng said respectfully: "I would like to drink this goshawk for Your Majesty!" As he said that, he raised the goshawk and handed it to Roland III.

This made Roland III very happy.

"It turns out that a hero is a teenager! Today, I was still worried about your ban, but I didn't expect you to win such a glorious ban!"

As he said that, he solemnly said to Zhao Feng: "Dak Evans hears the seal!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Zhao Feng knelt down quickly. He knew that this had reached the critical part. Even if he was unwilling to kneel down, he should show respect at this time.

"You are now named the third-class duke of the Ghastellar, enjoy a second-level subsidy salary, and can be inherited from generation to generation and have the right to territorial autonomy. I will give you two bear paws in person, and I hope you will be loyal, brave and diligent in the future and continue to work hard!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

At this time, Zhao Feng kowtowed a few times before he stood up. At this time, he had no general idea of ​​this third-class duke.

"Is this third-class duke good? Go back and ask grandpa!" His rank of this title was limited to the approximate level of Duke, Marquis, Bozinan.

He didn't know much about the rights and obligations enjoyed by each title.

To be honest, he really wanted to understand it. But there are too many regulations on the Empire in this regard, and it is too annoying. If I write it down completely, I would probably have to read dozens of books.

However, seeing the envious expressions of the people next to him, Zhao Feng knew that he must have received a good reward.

Zhao Feng was wondering if Good Melada and Mike Hazel were here, would his eyes turn red with jealousy or would he get angry and get cerebral hemorrhage?

To be honest, the duke's reward had been decided last time. However, adding the title or something this time has completely decided on this matter.

In the future, Zhao Feng could be called Duke of the Goshawk, or he could add an eagle to the badge of his family, which is a very great honor.

Seeing that Zhao Feng had hit the prey, Roland III's interest decreased.
To be continued...