Lord of terror

Raimondo smiled politely, and pushed open the door, and warm air with the fragrance of flowers gushed out from the door.From the entrance, you can see the foyer, with a gray-red fire burning in the fireplace, a large bearskin rug on the floor, a low table also covered with glass, and a wooden soft chair covered with leather.

"Wow..." Dave exclaimed.

"Don't be a country bumpkin, son!" Anton, whose face was turning green, couldn't bear it anymore. Even in front of these Monroe servants, he had to reprimand Dave.

The originally happy young man suddenly closed his mouth as if he had been hit with a stick. A red tide surged from his neck, covered his entire face, and spread towards his ears.

Anton had already entered the door, and his dirty boots stepped on the bear skin, instantly turning the smooth fur black, but it was prettier than his face.

"Please go upstairs from here." Everyone first went up to the second floor. On the shelf at the edge of the stairs, there was a pottery vase with red and white roses in it.Anton was about to stop when Raimondo said, "This is the residence of the knights."

The higher the status and the higher the residence, Anton's face looks a little better.

There were only two doors on the third floor, and when the bigger door opened, Martha let out an exclamation of joy.

There were long floor-to-ceiling curtains on the windows, and some kind of rectangular carpet made of brown-red fur on the floor. The furniture in the room was more complete than when she was newly married, including a large wardrobe, a chest of drawers, a low chest, a four-poster bed, and a weapon. Shelves, desks, pedals, and a large dressing table with three mirrors installed, and they are not bare furniture, all kinds of small cushions, curtains, ornaments, and flowers are complete.

Though the cloth is only the cheapest linen, can they still use flax?

_(:з」∠)_Poor, poor, in short, very poor.

Raimondo pointed to the small door in the room: "There is the bathroom, next door is the young master's room."

"Understood, I don't need you." Anton walked in and sat down on the bed. He could feel the straw cushion, but it had no peculiar smell and was very soft.

"You stained the sheets, Anton." Martha, who kept her son silent, became upset.

Anton sat there with his hands on his hips, and was about to say something when he heard his son cheering: "This is great!"

So Anton, who had no intention of standing up just now, stood up abruptly.But Martha had already stood at the door one step ahead, with her back leaning against the door, blocking the way: "What are you doing, Anton?"

"He should be taught a lesson."

"Why? Just because his father lost face?"

"Ma! Sha!"

"Of course I understand that you came to be the savior, to accept Baron Monrophy's grateful tears, so as to save the face you lost when you were 'robbed' that night. It turned out that you couldn't save face at all. Then what ? Are you about to regain your self-esteem and honor in your wife and son?"

Anton raised his hands with a ferocious expression, as if he wanted to hit Martha's face with his fist, but he held back. Even though his face was purple and his whole body was trembling, he still retracted his hands.He turned around and wanted to go back to the bed and sit down, but seeing the black mark on the sheet where he had sat down before, he sat down on a chair beside him.

"Why not think in a better direction? With a wealthy neighbor, our life will be much easier."

"but……"

"I understand you, Anton. After all, we were not the poorest in the past, but we are now."

"..." Anton's head drooped, "Yes."

The Barony of Monroe is the most northwest corner of the Sherfer Empire. Although the life of the lower-level nobles is not easy, but his belongs to the lower limit of the entire empire.Even if the Monroe family had a big castle, it was nothing more than that.Knights in some wealthy places lived better than him.

Of course, it is also better than Viscount Kirk...

Martha opened her arms: "We are all little lords, that's why you came here with food, so that you can live a better life together."

"There are other reasons too..." Anton put his arms around his wife's waist and buried his head in her chest.

"What is it?" Martha stroked her husband's hair—nobles should have long hair, and Anton's long hair was messy and dirty and inevitably had lice.

"No, it's nothing." He stood up and held his wife's hand, "Let's go take a shower. I heard that the bathroom in Monroe Castle uses a magic water source."

"This is not a castle." Martha laughed.

"I don't care, I want the magic water source." Anton laughed, of course he was joking, so Martha laughed too.

The door of the bathroom opened, and they saw a big bathtub, and of course the faucet. Although they had never seen such a thing, they were not so stupid as "ancient people". Water, clean and clear water, you can even drink it directly.

"I'm still a little bit jealous," Anton said.

Martha laughed and stepped into the bath with her clothes on.

As for the change of clothes... In order to save space, Viscount Kirk and his party did not carry any change of clothes with them. After the couple had a pleasant bath, they directly threw the wet and dirty clothes at the door. According to the rules, there will be The servants came to clean it.

Sure enough, around four o'clock in the afternoon, a servant knocked on the door, brought them clean clothes, and informed them that they would go down for dinner later.

After the adjusted couple took care of themselves, they did not wait for dinner, but visited the whole house.Dave's room was just a little less furnished than theirs, but otherwise similar, with a bathroom—in which the kid was still swimming in hot water when they went in.

The knights on the second floor each lived in a large suite.The master bedroom of the suite is for them, and the rest of the space is for the followers.The layout is slightly lower than the rooms on the third floor, but the knights are all satisfied.

Fortunately, knights are lifelong, and once they swear allegiance to a certain lord, they cannot be changed. Otherwise, Anton felt that these guys would definitely betray.

He also went to see the stables. The stables were not made of wood, but thick stone brick houses. In addition to the fodder, there was wheat in the manger.Anton was so thorough that he didn't even feel jealous.

On the spur of the moment, he asked about the status of the attendants - for the lord, the status of the attendants was indeed lower than that of the mount - they hadn't eaten just now.

However, now the entourage has eaten it, and obviously eats it very well. They eat flat bread baked with wheat (actually dead bread, things made of wheat in this era, collectively called bread. The stuffed ones are pies, and some Puff pastry is pie), and bits of bacon, and drank some leftover soup.

It doesn't sound very rich, but if you think about it, if these foods are at the same level as today's lunch, or only half the level, it will be delicious that the followers will never eat in their entire lives.After all, even the taste of their food should not be what Anton himself has eaten in the past.

And the cook, in fact, can show the background of a nobleman better than whether the buildings in the territory are gorgeous.

At dinner, Anton's attitude improved a lot.Dinner is even more delicious!Although he was a little disappointed when the dinner came, after all, it looked like white bread.But when he ate it, he saw heaven again.

He couldn't use any words to describe the deliciousness of the bread that filled his mouth with juice after one bite, he could only keep eating, eating, and eating.

He stuffed the food in his throat, and he stopped when he was sure that he really couldn't eat anymore.Anton was embarrassed when he felt that he was full of food, but he found that Kunz didn't care about him. It wasn't the kind of polite ignorance, but Kunz himself was a little absent-minded?

Anton was in a complicated mood. Kunz's state made him feel that he was underestimated, but this considerate reception could not be said to be underestimated: "Cough! Baron Monrofi, do you have any business? If so, can you go……"

"No, no, I'm sorry, I'm rude." Kunz tried his best not to be distracted, but he was still distracted, and the guests found out, "It's not a business matter, it's some private matter. I'm really sorry for the neglect. "

When Kunz apologized so sincerely, Anton looked at his expression and realized something: "Oh~ is it your sweetheart?"

"Uh... yes." Kunz blushed and looked away.

"Hahahahaha!" Anton laughed loudly, "That is indeed something that people need to worry about all the time, and you are indeed at the age to get married. May I ask, where is the famous lady from?"

"..." Kunz kept smiling politely, without answering.

Showing affection to the players does not mean that you can label the captain to the local aborigines.After all, when it comes to the outside world, the captain behaves like a loyal subordinate.

"I was the one to be rude. I hope you can get what you want soon." Anton was still thinking quickly, which lady around could marry this young baron.Judging from his trance-like appearance, as if he was facing an enemy, it should not only be a political marriage, but also a real admiration for the other party, so this lady must not only have a proper identity, but also must have an outstanding appearance.

But in recent years, no.Could it be that the other party is younger?Or a widow?It's a pity that Baron Monroe is young and shy, otherwise he can help.With the current situation of Baron Monroe, he even wants to marry a daughter.However, Grand Duke Wen Erta's attitude towards Baron Monroe is ambiguous...

Hey, things are also very complicated.

【Kuntz, your captain is back.He also brought back someone who looked very similar to him, uh... It can't be said that he was brought back, it was more like the other party must follow him back.Latest news, he calls that man his father and that man calls him his son. 】

【……】grass!

In just a few words, Kunz's mood went up and down like a roller coaster.

First of all, knowing that the captain is back, I feel a little relieved.The one who looked alike was probably sent by the Manton family, and he was a little worried.And then... father? !

Should I be called father-in-law or dad when I enter the door?Do you want to call your father-in-law?No, in the lingua franca of the Sherfer Empire, there is only one father, and there are not so many titles.

In the next second, Kunz suddenly remembered that this father was not a loving father to his son, that is, to the captain.

Why are there no parents who do not love their children?Farewell, fatherly love and motherly love are great, but not everyone has them.The experience of some people cannot be applied to other people.

And this father... is the Grand Duke Manton, who is different from the marginal nobles like the Grand Duke Wenerta. Regardless of the teaching of Moria, or the teaching of the captain and Steward J, the Grand Duke Manton is the top of the Scherfer Empire. One of the powerful nobles.The power he actually holds is even ahead of some poor princes.

Then such a person ran to Meng Luofei so quietly?

Otherwise, the captain ran out in a hurry.The arrival of Grand Duke Manton, no matter benevolent or malicious, whether public or private, he and the captain do not want to welcome each other.

Kunz's anxiety became more apparent.

Originally, after dinner, the two noble family members should at least have a private gathering to chat or something.But Viscount Kirke said that he wanted to rest early and set off early tomorrow.

Kunz expressed his thanks, got up immediately, and flew back to Monroe.

"Could it be that the other party is living in Monroe Castle now? Young man, it's really enviable. But living in the old castle should not be an unreserved behavior that an unmarried girl can do. Could it be that the other party is really A widow? Or not a lady, but..."

"What are you mumbling about?" Martha asked.

"We'll talk about it when we get back to the room." Anton glanced at his son with his ears stretched out. It's better not to talk about this kind of thing to young people, as it will easily cause bad influence.

[The captain and guests are in your office in the town hall. ] Seeing that Kunz was about to fly into the window on the second floor of the castle, Butler J reminded him.

【Thanks. ] Kunz braked suddenly, turned 75 degrees and flew straight to the second floor of the town hall.There is a large window sill here, which was added later and specially provided for the "flight crew" to land.

Walking all the way to the office, before Kunz could knock on the door, the door was already opened.The captain and another strange man sat face to face on both sides of the coffee table in the small reception area of ​​the office.There was a white porcelain teapot on the coffee table. The smell in the air indicated that the two were drinking milk tea. There was also a large plate full of cookies beside the teapot.

"Oh, hello, Baron Monrofi. I'm Uriel Manton, you can call me uncle." Grand Duke Manton smiled modestly. He sat still, holding a teacup in one hand and Squeeze a cookie and say hello to Kunz.

The captain stood up and motioned for Kunz to sit where he had just been.

Kunz wanted to drag the captain to run away, but he forced himself to walk over steadily and sat down: "Hello, Your Excellency the Grand Duke."

This "uncle", indeed, could tell at a glance that he must be the captain's blood relative.Not just appearance, but preferences.

He was wearing a gorgeous and extravagant aristocratic long coat, with layers of embroidery on the coat, even covering the true color of the fabric, the shirt he was wearing inside was also embroidered with gold lace, and his shoes—Kuntz had seen the captain’s full Embroidered and jeweled shoes, but those shoes were inferior in grandeur.

His pair of shoes are unicorns with their heads tilted and their bodies curled up to take a nap. The horns on the toe of the shoes are gold crystals inlaid with gold. The fur of the unicorns is real hair, and the long golden mane is left and right. .The position of the saddle is the position of a person's ankle, and the saddle bridle is dotted with bright gems.The horseshoes are black, but in the light of the room, there is also a strange light radiating from the black, which can be regarded as a colorful black, which proves that they are definitely not just ordinary black stones.

These things should not be worn on people's feet, but in the glass windows of art museums.

"You are too reserved, Kunz." Uriel smiled. "To be honest, I had already sent other people here, but the situation changed too fast. Your current bargaining chip is enough for me to come in person."

"..."

"You don't think you are still that poor little nobleman in the outskirts, do you? First of all, I sincerely apologize to you." He put down the teacup and cookies, and patted the sugar residue on his hands. United, intending to find some trouble for Meng Luofei. But who made the sugar you made so beautiful? The sugar crystals we have purified from candy flowers are far from your purity. Even in order to monopolize this news, I It also cleaned up a lot of traces for the sugar sellers."

The Grand Duke of Manton had already found a way to make sugar, and he was not unprepared. Even the captain could not fully understand the field of magic.The resources controlled by a noble at the level of Grand Duke Manton are terrifying.

As for the candy flower, it should be the wild vegetable made from sugar, which was called "a little sweet" before.Simply eating, the sweetness is not pure, and it is a bit astringent, only the poor will eat it.But the emergence of the sugar industry changed the name of this thing.

And Muchel's actions were not as clean and clear as they thought.Grand Duke Manton said he was monopolizing the news, but it was actually a gesture of favor.

Although this can be regarded as being prepared in his heart, Kunz's expression has not changed at this time, and his heart is still a little confused.

"How about working with the Manton family? After all, we already have a foundation of trust." Grand Duke Manton glanced at the captain standing beside him.

——This is a conversation between the patriarchs of two families, and the captain is not qualified to intervene.

But something happened that surprised both father and son, and Kunz suddenly stood up with cold eyes: "Thank you Grand Duke Manton for your help and sincerity, if you want financial subsidies, Monroe must do his best. But if it is an in-depth cooperation... Sorry, Monroe is just a small barony, and is not qualified to talk about cooperation in front of the Grand Duke."

As soon as he grabbed the captain's hand, he turned around and was about to leave the office.

Ulier was a little surprised, but still smiled confidently, and even picked up the teacup again, leaned back, leaned against the back of the chair, and enjoyed the milk tea.

And Kunz... was held back by the captain.

The captain was also surprised by Kunz's reaction. Compared with Uriel's relaxed expression, his expression was much more complicated.

"Wait a moment." He said to Ulier, Ulier nodded, picked up a cookie, and signaled them to go ahead.

After the two went out, the captain just closed the door and asked directly at the door: "Do you think I can't be the basis for your cooperation?"

"...He hurt you before." Kunz lowered his head, "And he will hurt you this time!"

Out of politeness, he was concerned about the status of the other party's grand duke, and he sat there for Meng Luofei.But he couldn't imagine that "there are such brazen people" in this world!He sold his son!Through the means of low work, sold to a low work person.And now what?Sell ​​it again?

After all, Kunz received only a few years of aristocratic education, and he is an adult, his roots have been fixed, and he can't bear to continue sitting there, chatting and laughing with that person.

"You..." The captain looked at Kunz, his golden-green eyes glowed beautifully, and he found that his throat was constricted because of excitement, and he couldn't speak, "Why are you so cute, little sun? A senior A powerful partner will make the future development of Mengluofei much smoother. You want a lot of merchants, right? Although the caravan of the Manton family is very famous." He laughed, with a nasal tone.

"Let him go, Captain. We... Meng Luofei, shouldn't we need a great nobleman? There will be many favored ones in the future. We also have no shortage of merchants."

"The venerables represent the divine right, and the nobles are the direct managers. And...sometimes the divine power requires more than other nobles. After all, the temple can be opened in the territory, and the other nobles and you can only be neighbors. "The captain didn't even mention the royal family, "If you don't cooperate with him, you have to find someone else."

"Then..."

"Then I don't have such a good foundation."

"!"

"What kind of expression is this?" The captain hugged Kunz, "Don't look at me like that, it makes me feel bad."

Kunz's expression was like that of a puppy who flattered his master, but was whipped with a stick by his master. His blue eyes were filled with grievance and confusion. He didn't cry, but no matter how he looked at it, he was about to die.

"I'm telling the truth. I was the one who first turned my back on the family back then. It was I who rejected Prince Yatesina's invitation to establish a friendship with him and become a 'close friend'. I also rejected the invitation to become a 'Rose Knight'. Even in the end I also rejected the one-night affair. The family cannot accept a future grand duke heir who has a bad relationship with the future emperor, and I should be given up. As for the church... Obviously Prince Yatesina gave too much."

The captain slightly distanced the distance between the two, wanting to continue persuading, but...Kuntz cried.Tears flowed from the blue eyes one after another, and the captain's heart ached.

Kunz's heart ached even more: "Captain, it's not your fault. Is it wrong for the victim to refuse to be raped?"

"This... I forgot, our ethics and morals are slightly different." The captain sighed, "Yes, it is wrong. It's just the body. When the superior demands the inferior, it cannot be called rape. pity."

Kunz's tears fell more fiercely. Not only did he feel pain for the captain, but he couldn't help but think of the original owner's mother.

The personal maid's affection for her son was indifferent, and the original owner had never understood it.After Kunz wore it, he was able to realize the reason. The personal maid was not voluntary, but when the master asked, she could not refuse.