Chetlow Manor

What happens when a person tries so hard to keep things hidden from view?In particular, this person is still extremely annoying and has impure motives.

Moen only felt that there was a light bubble flying in the sky. Although he had expected that the bubble would burst, when it really exploded, tiny dust splashed in the air. Much larger than its own shock wave.

Erics didn't have time to stop it, and when Moen reacted, his fist had landed hard on the corner of Laurentius' mouth.There was a moment of silence in the atmosphere, until Laurentius's mouth began to have bright red blood flowing down the corners of his mouth, the rebellious young man seemed to have finally reacted, perhaps he really did not expect that, looking at the lonely man like Moen Boy, will there be a moment of sudden explosion.

Laurentius wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled coldly, clenched his fists tightly, and the veins stretched from his forearm to the back of his hand, jumping and jumping, showing the wildness that could be stimulated at any time .

Alex took a step forward to block Moen, ready to meet the possible fist.

However, everything did not happen as expected.

Laurentius suddenly learned to calm down as if overnight, he took half a step back and took a deep breath.There was a negotiator's triumphant smile on his face, but Morn didn't know where his smile came from.

"You are really barbaric, Moen." He snorted, "I thought that a family of gentlemen like yours who pride themselves on being ancient and traditional would never have such barbaric behavior."

Not to be outdone, Moen sarcastically said: "We treat respectable people naturally with courtesy. And you, such a shameless and vulgar person who slanders others at will, I absolutely disdain to talk to you about your demeanor."

"Slander...heh." Laurenti didn't dwell on this matter for too long, after all...his goal has been achieved, "You should think about it, just now, you made a very wrong thing."

"what?"

"I beat up an innocent classmate, Moen." As soon as the words came out, the scene was a little awkward.

Morn had a look of disbelief: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Laurenti coughed lightly, but held back.It stands to reason that with his personality, he absolutely despises such an act of oppressing people with school rules - violence is the most convenient way to resolve disputes.However... for the sake of the implementation of the plan, he can temporarily avoid this face.

Thinking of this, Laurenti simply finished speaking in one breath: "You know, fighting and bullying are fundamentally different, even if you let your poor servant take the blame for you today, I can still invite my family Contribute from it, in short, you will definitely not get any benefits."

"You challenge my dignity first, Laurenti!"

"Oh, who can testify, Moen!" Laurentius showed a naughty smile, and took a deep puff of his cigar, "Actually, you see, I didn't fight back today, which to a certain extent shows the sincerity of my reconciliation Originally, I didn't intend to threaten you with such a mess... Oh, in short, if you are willing to go somewhere with us tonight, even if we have settled down, these trivial matters will naturally not bother you. "

Morn asked vigilantly, "Where are you going?"

"A place where men relax. Hey, don't look at me like that. How many boys of our age haven't been there?" Laurentius said as casually as if he was just going on an outing.

……

"He agreed?"

Laurentius' room was drawn with a veil, and the light was dim. A tall and straight man stood at the window against the light, and his voice was like piercing ice.

Laurentius sat carelessly on the soft armchair, shaking the red wine glass in his hand - drinking alcohol was prohibited in the academy, but how could he care about it.

"Yes, I agree. Hey, he is just as easy to deceive as those stupid wild deer. Any trap can easily catch him." Laurentius moved his knuckles, The look of being ready to go is very similar to those fierce hunters. "Stupidity comes from the gentry he believes in. You know, these old and rigid morals should have been outdated long ago."

"The winner is king, this is the correct way to survive in the jungle." Laurenti stood up and hung the family badge back on the wall after wiping it off. "This time I will do you a big favor..."

"This is called cooperation." The man interrupted him, "After you're done, take him away and never let him appear on Chetlow's land again. It doesn't matter if you get tired of playing it and sell it on the black market. It’s just a son who died unexpectedly.”

"Oh, did you die unexpectedly? Just like the so-called premature death and inexplicable resurrection, see, these people can do things that even God can't do." Laurentius laughed loudly, "It should have changed a long time ago. Those born nobles are born superior! But the real strong can only earn half a title if they hover on the edge of life and death."

The cup in his hand hit the wall, and the white wall was stained with stains.

The sound of the cup breaking caused the attendant beside him to tremble, and bowed his body to pick up the pieces.

Laurentius glanced at it, turned around, and said to the man by the window: "Whether it's Lanson or Hughden, these families will sooner or later be replaced by rising new nobles. Their noble heads, There will always be a day when you bow down to me. And you, can you still straighten your back!"

The man tensed for a moment, and finally his voice was a little angry: "At least not now, Lord Laurentius, you should think about how to complete tonight's plan."

After finishing speaking, the man bowed to him and strode out of the room.

……

Naturally, it is impossible for this group of boys who claim to be superior to others to go to the dirty brothels of the lower classes.In fact, the place they went to was not so much a brothel as it was a small castle dedicated to holding balls. Every night, balls were held here to attract men and women who had a lot of gold coins and had nothing to spend.

They call this social, hit it off, you like me like you.

However, everyone knows what it is really used for.There are many beautiful and young gentlemen and ladies here, their origins are unknown, they come from all classes, but they are all dressed up as nobles, and their manners are trained and elegant.Every time they spend a night with a gentleman and lady, they will spend such a large amount of money on squandering.

"Hey, why are you nervous? I just took you out to a banquet together." Laurentius winked at Moen, "What are you thinking, unless you want to stay overnight, no one will force you."

With a sullen face, Mo En said dryly, "It's best to be like this."

The remaining boys in the carriage shouted loudly, and one of them continued: "Little virgin, are you waiting for your twelve o'clock carriage?" The rest laughed.

Laurendi smiled and bumped the shoulder of the boy who was talking: "Listen guys, I came to reconcile with Moen today. He is thin-skinned. If you keep making trouble with him, he should be angry again."

Morn looked at them without saying a word.He didn't know about the reconciliation, but he really didn't understand the vulgar tastes of these peers. He had already made up his mind that once any of them planned to spend the night there, he would immediately call the carriage to leave by himself.

When it was time for the banquet to start, men and women in formal attire, holding wine glasses, shuttled through the crowd.

It's really unexpected that there are so many people willing to attend such a low-level banquet.Moen curled his lips, and dug a piece of dessert with a spoon and put it in his mouth. Well, even the dessert was made blandly and without distraction (in fact, no one came to this banquet rushing to eat).

It's simply not many levels behind the chef of O'Harris Hutton, and Moen shook his head slightly.He really didn't want to think about that man Hughden. In fact, even if the name popped up in his mind by chance, he would feel annoyed.For some unknown reason, he always felt that there was something unclear between him and Hughden, but... what else was unclear?

Hell, the reason he wanted to come out on his own to experience college life (or what he wanted) was to get rid of the mess of people and things that had been haunting him for the past nearly 20 years.Obviously he should feel relaxed, but he felt more and more that this was far from the life he imagined.

The band played lyrical music, which gradually overshadowed the noisy vocals.Moen wanted to find a quiet corner and get rid of the troubles caused by his impulsiveness when he left, but Laurentius simply changed his personality and followed him all the time.

Finally couldn't help turning around: "What are you doing?"

Laurenti shrugged his shoulders: "Why not, I will reconcile with you."

Very annoying.Morn frowned and was about to say something when he suddenly saw a familiar figure behind Laurentius.

He fixed his eyes and was stunned, Boris?Why is he here.For god's sake, he wasn't even an adult yet, but what about that woman in his arms?

Laurentius seemed to be still saying something, but Moen couldn't hear him at all.He rushed into the crowd and grabbed his third brother by the shoulder.

"Boris, why are you here?!"

The young boy didn't seem to expect that he would see his brother here, and stopped in place for a while.

Looking closer, the woman in his brother's arms looked drunk and giggled: "Oh baby, who is he?"

"Look at what you are doing?! Do you still remember your identity, Boris Ranson? Parents are looking for you everywhere, and you ran away from home because of these extravagant things?"

Seeing that he wanted to say something more, Bolis had no time to think for a moment, and pushed the woman in his arms directly onto Mo En, and before Mo En could react, he hurriedly slipped into the crowd and disappeared.

Mo En only felt that there was a sudden heavy object in his arms, and the woman, smelling of pungent perfume, bit his neck lightly and panted in satisfaction.

Mo En felt a chill, and as if throwing off some dirty thing, he threw the woman aside and rushed into the crowd, trying to catch his naughty brother.