Different World Online

More than twenty hours had passed since Steve left Archduke Rendel's mansion;

Tonight, he did not choose to go out, but went out to have dinner with Bobby.

It had been a month since the last gathering, and tonight was the day for him to make friends online.

As Steve was lying leisurely beside Bobby, waiting for the party to start;

In the northern part of Waterdeep City, in the meeting room of Grand Duke Rundel's home, a unique family gathering was taking place.

"Don't stop me! I'm going to beat this bastard into submission today!"

Archbishop Podort Rendel, with his slicked-back hair and delicate mustache, held a silk whip dipped in salt water and roared fiercely.

Beside him, four or five women in low-cut long skirts ignored the obstruction of their crinolines and stood in front of the Grand Duke with horrified faces.

Not far from him, the young man who broke into the Grand Duke's study with Steve was pretending to be fearful and hiding behind his mother trembling.

And her mother, the radiant and charming Grand Duchess Rundall, was crossing her arms in front of her chest and staring at Grand Duke Rundall opposite her with a serious face.

This beautiful lady was wearing an exquisite long dress embroidered with lace, a high lotus leaf collar, a lovely hat sewn with tulle on her head, and arm-length white silk gloves that made her long and soft fingers look even more slender.

The Grand Duchess pointed her slender jade finger at the Grand Duke who was wielding the whip and said tenderly:

"Let him go and let him beat his eldest son to death, and let the illegitimate children born by those bastards come to grab his property and inherit the Rendel family name!"

As soon as the words fell, the mistresses who were blocking Archduke Rundel wanted to do the same, but they stopped him even more fiercely.

On one side is the Grand Duke, and on the other side is the Grand Duchess who is even more fierce than the Grand Duke. Even a dog knows how to choose;

If you offend the Grand Duke, at most you will be executed, but the child you have worked so hard to give birth to will still live;

If you offend the Grand Duchess, your ancestral graves will probably be dug up by this cruel woman, and the remains of your ancestors will be ground into powder and sold as aphrodisiac mummy powder.

For a moment, the mistresses raised their slender arms, pretending to snatch the whip from the Grand Duke's hands, and used their two cushions to block the Grand Duke.

They didn't dare to speak because the hostess had a rule that the mistresses were not allowed to speak as long as she was present.

For a moment, the mistresses, who were gasping for breath from exhaustion, could only make all kinds of strange noises like "hmm" and "ahh".

After a while, Grand Duke Rundel, who was exhausted and sweating profusely, angrily pushed away the mistresses who were blushing and kept turning around the corner, and threw the long whip in his hand to the ground in hatred.

After holding his mistress beside him and taking a few breaths, the Grand Duke stretched out his hand, pointed at his wife tremblingly, and shouted breathlessly:

"Do you know what this bastard did?!

This horny guy actually dared to break into my study and open the secret room!"

Hearing this, the Grand Duchess took off her gloves and looked down at her smooth nails, curling her red lips in disdain.

"That's your own business, don't think I don't know what you did!

I don’t know what you were thinking about keeping slaves from the South in your home.”

"I have important business to attend to!" the Grand Duke shouted angrily.

"Business?" A sarcastic voice sounded. The Grand Duchess put down her hands and just looked at the Grand Duke straight in the face.

“Let me tell you what the real thing is!

I don't care if you mess around with women outside, I nod my head in approval if you keep a mistress at home, and I turn a blind eye if you let the soldiers kidnap children in the city!

A gathering of noble ladies, do you know how those damn bitches laughed at me behind my back?!

Those rotten assholes, using their husbands' money to keep gigolos outside, have secret meetings with bards, and flirt with other nobles!

What about me! When have you ever heard a word of gossip from me? "

As she spoke, the Grand Duchess' tone became more and more excited. She ignored her son and walked forward, pointing at Grand Duke Rundel's nose and cursing him.

On the side, several mistresses huddled like quails;

What the extremely beautiful Grand Duchess said was actually true, they could live in this magnificent castle and move among the noble ladies;

Their children were able to find a stable job, mostly thanks to this lady;

However, there are also those who cannot count, but those women and their children have long since become fertilizer under the precious olive trees in the backyard.

Opposite the Grand Duchess, Grand Duke Rundel's face turned blue and white.

There was nothing to say, the Archduchess could not be blamed.

“I don’t care, you can scold Philip and educate him, but I will never allow you to touch him.

He is my son, my only son!"

"If education is useful, I will..."

Just as Grand Duke Rundall was about to retort, the Grand Duchess's cold and sharp voice rang out like a machine gun.

"I do not care!

Look at how thin Philip is. Can he withstand a beating from you? "

On the other side, the intolerable Grand Duke Rundel roared loudly:

"He asked for it!

He played with women. He started to touch the maids when he was ten years old. Later, he became more aggressive and did it to me..."

"Shut up!" The Grand Duchess interrupted hastily with a scream, fearing that the Grand Duke would reveal some shocking news.

The interrupted Grand Duke Rundel also realized his mistake, snorted coldly, and continued:

“He asked for all this. I asked him to inherit the fine traditions of the Rendel family and become an honorable warrior;

Guess what he said, he said: 'Warriors stink and women don't like them at all, he wants to be a bard! ',

Damn, I am so mad at him!"

Just as the two directors completely abandoned their aristocratic etiquette and kept cursing;

The quarrel was caused by the fact that Master Philip Rundle, the only legitimate heir to Grand Duke Rundle, was distracted;

He thought back to the ogre he saw today while wandering the streets of the South Side.

I heard that ogres are brutal, cruel, stupid and clumsy monsters, but the one he saw was actually quite kind and even knew to pay the stall owner.

If he had such a tall and mighty guy as a bodyguard, the little daughter of the Gwensis family would definitely not dare to look down on me!

Thinking of this, Philip decided to go to the ogre's owner tomorrow to discuss whether he could buy the unique ogre.

Although he is the son of the city lord, his mother is quite strict with him. Apart from being as lustful and absurd as his father, this guy is not an extremely naughty playboy.