Chapter 505: Mary, Look at Who He Is!

Viscount Pat naturally did not know Gervas; let alone Gervas, even his heir eldest brother Ernst did not have the qualifications to make Pat remember him.

Of course, he could also sense something from Andrew's expression and the exclamation just now.

"You are Viscount Pat, aren't you? That's right, I am Gervas Gael, my father Andrew's second-ranked son!"

Without needing Andrew to answer, Gervas gave an affirmative reply one step ahead!

Pat's eyes widened; the degree of his astonishment could fit a goose egg.

He swallowed his saliva, "You are Gervas, then... then these cavalry..."

"These are my subordinates!"

Viscount Pat swallowed his saliva again, his mouth dry as he asked, "Then... then this banner?"

What Pat referred to was naturally that golden griffin banner.

"Esteemed Viscount, isn't the situation obvious enough? This army is Gervas's, and naturally this griffin banner is also Gervas's!"

"Therefore, the Gervas before your eyes is now a genuine Earl's lord!"

Perhaps feeling that this Pat was too dawdling, before Gervas could answer, Mir behind could not help but answer.

After answering, nobles like Mir Ian looked at Viscount Pat with amusement.

After all, his expression was truly too wonderful.

"Earl... Earl, Andrew's second son has become an Earl? How... how is this possible?"

Gervas pretended not to hear Pat's lost muttering question, and at this moment did not dare to delay either; he had already dismounted, came before Andrew, and held Andrew's arm, "Father! It's me, I've returned!"

"You... you really are Gervas?" Being supported by Gervas like this, Andrew also finally completely sobered up.

"Father, it's really me, Gervas! Could it be that you don't even recognize me?"

"I can recognize you, it's just that Gervas, you... you really became an Earl?"

"That's right, Father, I really did become an Earl! Just conferred by His Majesty the King, but this is a long story; let's return to the castle first!" Gervas nodded with a smile.

"Good... good! Right, let's return to the castle first!!" Andrew's body was still somewhat stiff, but at least he had reacted somewhat.

"Right, there's also Viscount Pat!" At this moment, Andrew pointed at Viscount Pat who was in a daze.

Gervas nodded, "Viscount Pat, let's go to the castle first; standing here at the town entrance at night, isn't it rather strange?"

"Uh... good... alright, Gervas... then let's go to the castle!"

Viscount Pat was also awakened and nodded hurriedly.

Of course, during this process, his gaze kept secretly sizing up Gervas.

And as Gervas's group headed toward the castle.

On the castle wall, Lady Mary appeared somewhat uneasy.

She had also heard about the matter of an uninvited guest arriving at the territory.

So she put aside her idle chat with those noble ladies and also came to the castle wall to gaze into the distance.

Although she was harsh toward Gervas, that was because she needed to snatch more resources for her own Ranier.

But when it concerned the interests of the Gael family, she certainly cared as well.

After all, she had already completely regarded the Gael Territory as her own home.

"Lady Mary, no need to be too nervous; although that Viscount Pat is arrogant and looks down on us barons, since he agreed to help, it should have some effect!"

"At worst, it can also make that great noble restrain his subordinates a little, right?!"

At this moment, seeing the situation, Ernst beside her spoke up to soothe Lady Mary.

Of course, in fact, he himself was also somewhat nervous.

"Ernst, Viscount Pat's willingness to help is merely wanting to show off his connections!"

"Even if he really went, at most he would help say a word or two, but what those great nobles are like, don't you know? If they are unwilling to pay attention, then Viscount Pat certainly wouldn't dare say more!"

Lady Mary was not so easily reassured, because she was very clear about Viscount Pat's purpose in helping.

If they really encountered a great noble who didn't give face, he certainly wouldn't help wholeheartedly.

Moreover, even taking ten thousand steps back, even if Pat sincerely helped, if that great noble didn't give face, he would be powerless.

"They're coming! Young Master, Madam! They're coming!"

Just at this moment, a shout came from beside them.

Sure enough, on the dim castle avenue, that Earl's procession was already coming straight toward them.

"What... what's going on? Why did he even bring those soldiers?"

"I don't know!"

Both Lady Mary and Ernst were stunned.

After all, regardless of whether that Earl's procession continued to stay the night in Spring Town, there was no reason to bring the army to the castle.

Even if our own Andrew invited the Earl to be a guest, the Earl could at most bring a few guard knights.

Coming with an army like this, even for an Earl, was somewhat excessive.

"Lady Mary, what should we do now?"

"Ernst, you climb down from the side of the castle later; if that great noble really has no manners, bringing the army into the castle!"

"Then you go to Saint Bitt City to find the civil affairs official and the Saint Bitt City councilors; this Earl is completely bullying our Gael family!"

"Not bringing an army into someone else's castle, that is the rule!" Lady Mary said.

Ernst gritted his teeth and nodded, "Alright, Lady Mary!"

Just like that, Ernst continued to wait on the castle wall, while Lady Mary went to the main gate.

If it was confirmed that this Earl came with ill intent, she would immediately signal Ernst, letting Ernst go to Saint Bitt City.

Very soon, the Earl's procession arrived before the castle.

Amid Lady Mary's anxiety, that procession actually really entered the castle gate..

Lady Mary's heart sank; she immediately drew a deep breath and stepped forward. "Andrew, is it the Earl who has come to visit?"

"By the way, how did you bring the entire army here? Our Baron's Castle can't possibly house so many people. Why not send them back to Spring Day Town? I'll have the cooks prepare some food and send it to them!"

One must admit, Lady Mary was clever.

She deduced that Andrew might be unwilling to refuse outright, so now, as the lady of the house, she made her meaning clear.

If this Earl had any sense of propriety, he would understand her implication.

At the same time, she had promised to send food to the town—indirectly extending goodwill, giving the Earl a face-saving way out.

Of course, if this Earl still refused to let the soldiers leave the castle, she would have no choice but to send Ernst to Saint Peter City for aid.

Andrew knew full well what his wife intended—he realized she had misunderstood.

He smiled at once. "Mary, don't be nervous. Look—who's here!"

Andrew took the torch from one of his subordinates and brought it closer to Gervas.

By the flickering light, Lady Mary finally saw the Earl's face clearly.

In the next instant, her slender frame trembled; her beautiful eyes widened. "Is it… you? Gervas?!"