A dragon raised at birth

"It's the same with you. After entering the city, you all call me Lord Earl. If we expose our identities and alarm that legendary mage, hehe, you will bear the consequences."

"As ordered!"

Under Diablo's watchful eyes, 27 evil dragons that transformed into human knights lowered their heads. Although they had never fought in actual combat, these giant dragons knew that the dragon lord they were following had become stronger again.

"It's the same for you, don't show your soul body casually anymore, it's very dangerous."

After training these unsatisfactory guys, Diamoro looked at the soul body of Earl Downton, and stretched out his palm to him. On the index finger of his right hand, an unpretentious black gold ring shone with a dull luster.

"Yes."

Finally, he glanced at the vibrant world in front of him with nostalgia. The soul of the Earl of Downton immediately turned into mist and floated into the ring in Diablo's hand.

"Go, follow me into the city!"

Diablo stretched out his hand and patted the buttocks of the giant horned deer under his crotch. After a crisp sound, the giant beast under his crotch exerted force on all four legs, and then soared into the air, running wildly on the uneven road, while the 27 people behind him Knights in the form of dragons followed, riding ferocious beasts they had captured from the wilderness.

"Your Highness, I led the Knights under my command to return to the capital this time because the current Grand Duke got married. This time I was invited to come here to congratulate and present the Grand Duke!"

"Oh!"

……

"Cheer up! The Grand Duke is about to get married, and the nobles will come to the capital to present gifts to the Grand Duke. Pay attention to me, and don't offend those big shots who don't change, otherwise not only you will be finished, but your whole family will follow. Disaster!"

Wearing a shining silver scale breastplate, the city guard general rode a scale horse and reprimanded the guards at the two gates of the wide city. Although his tone was harsh, none of the guards dared to be dissatisfied. They are all listening carefully.

Although the atmosphere in the capital gradually became festive due to the grand duke's marriage, the people who were happy and bustling were all big shots, and they had nothing to do with low-level people like them.

tread!tread!tread!

Not long after the soldiers guarding the city stood upright because of the captain's words, dust was flying in the distance from the city gate, and the ground was trembling slightly.

"Border nobles!"

The young guard of the city looked at the culprits who were causing the dust and smoke, and looked at them seriously for a moment, with an extremely solemn expression on his face. He immediately ordered his subordinates to drive away the civilians in the center of the gate, and even drove away some of the minor nobles who entered the city at this time.

"You bastards, you actually drove me with these mud legs."

A nobleman looked at the shabby poor man with shabby clothes crowded beside his carriage, his face turned red immediately, feeling that he had been greatly insulted.

"Shut up if you don't want to die!"

Seeing that some nobles dared to yell loudly there without knowing the meaning, the young city defender immediately scolded, and didn't care about the luxurious carriage and the war horse with the blood of monsters in front of the carriage.

"Border nobles enter the city, you kind of poor and settled family, obediently get out of the way!"

"Border nobles..."

The dissatisfied little nobleman immediately became quiet and honest when he heard these four magical words, and he didn't dare to shout any more, because the dusty team in the distance had already arrived at the city gate.

It was a knightly group riding all kinds of ferocious monsters. The huge, ferocious monsters under their crotch made the area around the city gate quiet. Some timid civilians just saw these monsters who were taller than them. The ferocious beasts were fighting with each other, almost turning around and fleeing.

"Salute!" The leader looked at the blond young man who was riding a huge deer, and shouted, taking the lead to pay respect to this evil spirit lingering knights.

And Diablo, who was riding on the back of a giant horned deer, looked at the face of the Earl of Downton and looked at the tall city walls in front of him. Probably because of the infestation of various supernatural creatures in the wilderness, the city walls were built to It is very high, more than [-] meters high, and ordinary giants cannot cross it.

Then, leading the team close to the gate of the city, Diablo noticed that the guards near the gate were touching their chests with their right hands in unison, expressing respect for him as a nobleman.

However, it seems that because the mounts they caught at random looked too ferocious, almost all the civilians near the city gate followed the guards of the city gate and knelt on the ground one after another.

"Hmm!" Diablo nodded lightly. After all, he saw a guard with distinctive armor and a tall and straight body saluting in unison. The visual experience is still very good.

Diablo led the team through the gate and entered the bustling capital city.And when Diablo entered the city, the area of ​​the city gate suddenly sounded one after another exhaling and panting, and some poor people sat down on the ground.

"It's scary, captain, who is this lord?"

"Looking at the badges on them, it should belong to the Dicroman family, and the leader should be the Earl of Downton."

Being able to become a guard commander, memorizing the badges of all nobles, and being able to watch their words and demeanor, that is the most basic requirement.

"The knights under the earl's command are too evil! The few border nobles who have passed by in the past few days are not as good as this lord."

"Maybe the environment where the Lord Earl is guarding is a bit harsh! But it's none of our business, we just have to deal with it!" The guard commander was also terrified by the momentum shown by the team just now, but he didn't Let that fear come out.

"Border barbarians!"

The little noble who had just been pushed aside and was able to enter the city at this time stared at the direction where Diablo disappeared with envy and jealousy in his eyes, but there was a disdainful tone in his mouth.

"Hey, my lord, you have to pay attention to what you say, and be careful of what comes out of your mouth!" A voice suddenly sounded from the side of the carriage, and suddenly the little nobleman trembled in fright.

"you……"

The little noble looked at the gatekeeper commander who had driven his war horse to him in surprise and fear, and there was a hint of arrogance and arrogance of a nobleman unconsciously in his eyes.

"My lord, tell me, what will happen to you when the comments you just made have reached Earl Downton's ears?"

The seemingly upright face of the city guard commander was full of treachery at this moment.

"Do you dare? Slander the nobles, do you know what will happen?"

"Hehe! I don't want to worry about what happens to me, my lord, but I heard that there is only one end for a court noble like you who only has a title but no fiefdom, and who offends a border noble with an army and a knight order. "

"what do you want?"

"I recently fell in love with a sword, but it was forged by a dwarf master. The price is a bit high. I still need 200 gold coins. Look, my lord, can you help me out?"

"Small problem, you have worked so hard to guard the city gate, so I will reward you."

The little nobleman gritted his teeth tightly. Just now the border nobleman led the knights into the city, and this guy who came before him was as respectful as if he was facing the Grand Duke, but now he treats him like a pig and sheep that can be plucked at will .

This kind of differential treatment made the little noble almost go crazy, but he was helpless. He had no soldiers and no power in his hands, so even the little soldiers who guarded the gate dared to blackmail him.

Chapter 155

"Is that the kind of life that nobles live every day?"

In the spacious room with a simple layout, Diablo flipped through the geography books, and asked the Earl of Downton, who had manifested himself, by the way.

"Except for a small number of pigs lying in the credits of their ancestors to eat and wait to die, the vast majority of nobles only have the time and opportunity to let their lives go wild during this kind of major and special celebration."

"Oh I got it."

Diablo nodded, recalling everything that happened in the first few days when he first entered the city, his face could not help showing regret,

"Pity!"

"What a pity?" A female voice without any emotion sounded from the side. Diablo froze, and suddenly saw Ophelia appearing behind him at some point, looking at him with a smile that wasn't a smile .

"It's a pity that this guy has only muscles in his head, and he has too few books in his collection. Now I want to learn about the customs and customs of Rodinia, and there are only a few books that can be used as reference."

Diablo's thoughts turned sharply, and he instantly found a perfect excuse that was so reasonable that he felt that there were no loopholes, to cover up his slip of the tongue just now.

"Yes, that is indeed a pity."

Ophelia, who suddenly appeared, nodded, she was noncommittal to Diablo's answer, and then waved her hand, stacks of books of different materials and different sizes fell like rain on Diablo's It fell in front of him and surrounded him in an instant.

"This is..." Diablo looked at the books surrounding him in surprise, picked up one at random, and opened it. A bizarre and magnificent world unfolded before his eyes—this is the book of a narrator. The biography written by the bard for himself tells what he saw and heard when he traveled to the countries in the south.

"Where did you get these books?"

"I shopped around and thought it might be useful to you, so I took it back."

Ophelia replied calmly, not feeling that there was anything wrong with what she did.

"Then you are not..."

"If you don't want it, I can return it."

"No no no, I need it."

Diablo has no moral obsession, and these books are nothing more than travel notes and geography books describing the customs and customs of various countries. For those nobles who can buy these books, these books are probably just a little decoration in their study Taste.

"Then you can watch it here!"

"Hey, where are you going?" Diablo called out to Ophelia who was about to leave

"Go around."

"Oh, all right, then you should pay attention and don't expose yourself."

Diablo could only exhort in this way. In fact, he felt that no one in this city could threaten Ophelia, not even the legendary mage.

If it was a real move, the legendary mage might not be Ophelia's opponent, but such a movement is too big, and it will inevitably attract the attention of all forces.

"I know, little guy, you don't need to talk to me about this." Ophelia showed a hint of impatience on her face, and she cast a simple teleportation spell and disappeared. In her eyes, her little husband It was too chattering, very noisy.

"call--"

Seeing the disappearance of the eldest wife, Diablo couldn't help exhaling a long breath.

"My lord, your regret is not that I didn't collect enough books, but that you can't participate..."

Earl Downton looked at the relaxed Diablo, and suddenly made a sound.

"To shut up!"

Diablo stopped the talkative count, and after glaring at him, he stretched out his hand, and the ring that could hold the soul burst into a dim light on his hand, and then the count's soul was not affected. Controlled to be sucked into it.

"Stop what you shouldn't say, don't say it!"

Diablo glanced at the ring in his hand, and whispered in a low voice.

But after finishing speaking, Diablo couldn't help looking out the window, but the only thing he could see at this time was the statue of monsters in the capital manor that the ancestors of the Earl of Downton bought.

But he couldn't help but recall everything that happened when he first entered the city a few days ago in his mind.

He disguised himself as the Earl of Downton, led his elite knights back to the capital as a powerful nobleman on the border, and presented a congratulatory gift to the Grand Duke.

This process is naturally quite satisfactory, there is nothing to say, the Grand Duke of this Principality, he has also seen, but a young man who has just grown up, his strength is not even as good as the Earl of Downton, he can become the Grand Duke only because he does not know How many generations of ancestors are just a legendary mage.

However, the Grand Duke is only a spokesperson and a microphone. The actual power of the entire country is still in the hands of the legendary mage. Even if he has been in decades, he may not interfere with the country's affairs once.

Therefore, as a powerful aristocrat with real power, a puppet-like grand duke in front of him naturally didn't need to be in awe, and offered a congratulatory gift, and a few simple chats would be the end.

Afterwards, Diablo received an invitation from dignitaries who were also border nobles, and participated in a small gathering mainly consisting of border nobles.

Up to this point, all his experiences were considered normal, but what happened next made Diablo, who had already traveled to two completely different worlds, feel his eyes were wide open.

Invitations to parties and salons with various intentions poured in like rain, and the one that impressed Diablo the most was naturally the pink invitations with sexy lip prints and perfume scents of various noble ladies and ladies.

With the idea of ​​gaining insights and broadening his horizons, Diablo chose a salon hosted by a marquise, and was about to be invited to go, but was stopped by Ophelia and directly blocked at the door.

In the end, he could only squat in this humble study as he is now, flipping through geography books related to the continent he was in, and studying the future layout and planning.

"Those bastards in Lorraine, I don't know if they will cause me any trouble!"

Obediently being a serious dragon, Diablo studied the geography book in his hand, but couldn't help worrying about his unreliable subordinates.

Yes, he really can only wait here, and return to the border territory after attending the grand duke's wedding banquet, but the dragons under his command who pretend to be knights don't have to be like him, they don't have a partner who can control them .

Therefore, those bastard dragons borrowed the name of the Earl of Downton, and as the subordinate of the Earl of Downton, took various invitation letters, licked their faces and sneaked into the gatherings of those noble ladies, even if they were low-status, but Now I heard that it is also very popular.

After all, even if they pretend to be humans, their nature as dragons will not change.Especially when doing certain things, the characteristics of being a dragon will be fully revealed, which is far beyond what humans can match.

"Lord Downton, I know you're inside!"

As the saying goes, a good spirit does not have a bad spirit, just when Diablo was thinking about whether his subordinates whose lower body is in charge of the brain will cause him any trouble, an angry roar sounded over his mansion .

"What kind of grudge? Why are you shouting so loudly?" Diablo stretched out his little finger to dig his ears, then dropped the book in his hand helplessly, walked out, and then

"master!"

An old man with an old face and slack muscles, but his spine is still straight, is carrying a polished spear.Came over in stride.

"Someone who is not open-eyed is coming to ask for trouble."

"Old John, sit down and rest for a while, there is no need to bother you about some trivial matters."

Looking at the old man in front of him, Diablo waved his hand. This guy is an old subordinate of the Earl of Downton's father. Now he is exhausted and he is placed in the capital to take care of the manor.

"Master Earl, my body is quite strong, some..."

"Hey, don't keep shouting and beating and killing, we are reasonable, we must convince people with reason!"

With the extension of his mental strength, Diablo "seeed" clearly what was going on at the gate of the mansion, and immediately guessed what happened, and he couldn't help showing a helpless look on his face.

"follow me!"

"who are you?"

Diablo, who came to the entrance of the mansion with a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people, frowned when he saw the middle-aged nobleman shouting loudly there, and suddenly, his evil spirit surged.

"I am Earl Ivan, and I was conferred by His Excellency the Grand Duke himself."