Due to Lydia's participation, the banquet was a bit difficult to open, because this female knight didn't drink or have a banquet, and only stood behind Yale with a serious face... This substitution was too fast.

The group had to end the banquet hastily, and each helped them prepare to leave. The time when the obelisk was closed again was in the early morning, and after the knight and reluctantly sent them away, it was only nine o'clock in the evening.

After sending his friends to the carriage, Yale returned to his residence a little bored, and opened the boxes, which contained a full set of dresses, uniforms, armor, ceremonial swords, shields, saddles, and assembleable heavy gun kits, etc... …

These weapons in the box are traditional gifts and have no practical use. Just like the "knight" itself, even if few people now rely on the charge to fight on horseback, the title is still retained.

"Sir." Lydia walked behind him: "I suggest staying in the Black Seat as soon as possible, there are still many procedures to be done tomorrow."

"Don't call me your lord." Yale opened the box containing the uniform, picked up the black crystal armband shirt alone, made a gesture of size, then folded it and put it back in satisfaction: "Why are you a representative of the House of Commons?"

"To be honest, it only happened this afternoon that I joined the House of Commons. The people of Speaker Elunzia found me, and I am willing to do it."

The blond female knight finished speaking quickly, secretly glanced at Yale with her eyes, and then said slowly, "As for the name, that's etiquette."

This woman... as expected...

"Whatever you want." He closed the lid of the box, turned and stared into each other's eyes: "I hope we are comrades-in-arms, colleagues, and even close friends, can you understand?"

"Yes, my lord, I will try my best to start with an excellent assistant." Lydia responded prudently, and lowered her thick eyelashes, her blue eyes slanted to the side unconsciously.

"Okay, you will be my assistant in the future." The knight clapped his palms, raised his eyes, and looked around the living room for a week: "As you said, let's start tonight."

"Wait a minute!" Arcia, who was cleaning the tableware, suddenly stopped what she was doing and announced loudly, "I want to join the Black Seat too."

"And me!" Beverly, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, raised his voice after hearing this.

"Rejected!" The knight walked over to the dining table, picked up a stack of plates, walked into the kitchen, and put them in the sink.

"Why! It's so refreshing to promise someone else's promise!" Beverly glared in disapproval, as if his self-esteem had been greatly trampled.

"Are you sure you didn't want to be lazy when you joined the Black Seat?"

"This..." He lowered his head in a guilty conscience, and there was no sound in the living room.

"So, don't even think about the two of you until you finish curing your swords!" Yale walked back to the living room, the plate in his hand was suddenly snatched by Lydia, and he quickly rushed into the kitchen with his two long legs. .

Arcia sincerely continued to request: "Give me a chance, we will work hard."

"How can I trust you?" The knight's attitude seemed to loosen.

From the kitchen came Beverly's voice: "We resolutely obey all orders!"

……silence

Arcia quickly added: "No matter what training mission you designate, we will agree!"

……silence

As soon as the two gritted their teeth, they stopped what they were doing, and hid in the kitchen to discuss for a long time before they said exhaustedly, "You can make a letter!"

"That's what you guys said." With a satisfied smile, Yale walked back to the room alone, took paper and pen and put them on the packed table: "There is no time to think about it, write or not, it's all up to you."

Arcia, Beverly: "..."

After coercing and enticing the two to sign the contract, the four abandoned the courtyard where they lived for two years, hired a few carriages, and transported the available items as much as possible.

Because there were so many things, a few people simply borrowed a trailer in the middle of the night, pulled the cart to transport the furniture, and piled them all up in front of the gate of the Black Seat.

At this time, Yale felt more and more that something like a carriage seemed to be out of date, and it was not as strong as a second-order knight.

From the outside, the Black Seat is divided into five floors. It is located in the southwest corner of the tower area, about five miles away from the main seat. In front of the gate, there is a small square that can accommodate several hundred people.

Because it has been unmanaged for a long time, it has basically become a public square. In the second half of the night, there are still couples walking here.

After transporting all the furniture, Yale took out the key that came with the box, inserted it into the rusted keyhole, fiddled with it twice, only to hear a thud, and opened the door that had been sealed for a long time.

In front of it is a fountain that has not yet dried up, surrounded by round white jade blocks, the water droplets glisten in the sunlight, the pool water turns and flows back into the ground, and the ding-dong sound of water is very pleasant.

Arcia murmured: "To actually build the fountain indoors... This idea is really advanced."

The knight pushed the three-high stone door to both sides, and a pungent musty smell came to his face, and his left arm hooked his palm back: "Don't be in a hurry to bring the things in, it seems that we are going to do a big cleaning."

"Let's finish the first floor before dawn." Beverley looked at the mountains of furniture behind him, and couldn't help but sweat.

"Well, that's it." Yale took out a flower pot from the pile of objects, and patted it twice after stepping into the threshold: "Fake saint, come out!"

The daffodils reluctantly wriggled twice, the flowers suddenly bloomed, and a beautiful ghost emerged, floating lightly on the flower bones.

This ghost, which once caused the knights to suffer a lot, has become much weaker after leaving the ghost ship home, and even the basic human form cannot be maintained.

Its upper body barely maintains the outline of a woman, and its lower body is completely a cluster of fireworks, watching a few people timidly.

"Take it, this tower will be handed over to you to clean later." Yale put the broom and dustpan into her hands: "If you perform well enough, we will leave in a few years and you will be free."

The ghost's eyes lit up in the appearance of the Catholic saintess Li Jialu, nodded vigorously, picked up the broom and dustpan, and rushed upstairs.

"Are you going to clean from top to bottom?" The knight nodded and said to the three behind him, "Go slowly, let's transport all the items to the top floor first."

In the process of climbing upward, the four of them also had a certain understanding of the structure of the Black Seat. Each floor of this tower has an area of ​​about 300 square meters, which is quite spacious.

In addition to the fountain, the first floor has only a curved ceiling and rusted chandeliers. The second floor is divided into four large rooms. The third floor is the same as the fourth floor. It seems to be a living room. Both have eight rooms. Layer silhouettes look like separate offices.