The town's lord's mansion is the same as other buildings in this town. The white and simple plaster walls are clean and beautiful, and they complement each other with the light red roof tiles that still show some fire-like edges even though they are covered by heavy snow. Plants, the entire small villa is as small and exquisite as a fairy's garden, completely devoid of the pomp and luxury of other noble mansions.
After entering the house, there is something different about it.
The floor paved with black and white marble forms a simple but extremely beautiful pattern; rare and slightly luxurious gold-edged tiles are spread throughout the house, which are as bright as a mirror after being wiped like marble.
The furnishings in the house are also quite stylish, the soft and comfortable gray-black sofa, the gorgeous thick and extremely fluffy cotton wool blanket, the black bamboo wood carving fireplace with flames, and the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Yes, but after being put together, they complement each other and give birth to a different kind of classical charm.
Led by Vera, Mirari met the lord of the town in the study, the youngest son of the Duke of Penlein, Angelafate.
This is not the first time Mirali has met Angela.
During the Harvest Festival two years ago, Mirari, who was traveling, received a letter from his father. When he rushed home to participate in the celebration, he met the Duke's youngest son.
But at that time, the other party was still a child who could only hide behind his father. Although his behavior was passable, he was very shy and had no aristocratic temperament at all.
This disappointed many aristocrats who originally wanted to invest in him to see if they could gamble for the duke position, so that Eldest Prince Pompede won the support of almost all the great aristocrats in the Principality with an overwhelming advantage. And Angra also ended up being dispatched to this kind of border town... Although she was pretending to be a lord, in essence, it was almost the same as exile.
In the end, I didn't expect this guy to be able to thrive in such a corner place, which is quite incredible.
At this time, Angra was sitting behind the large walnut wood boss's desk, with her hands resting on the desk, her fingers interlocked against her chin, and she seemed to be looking at him with scrutiny.
The reason for using "seems" is because there is a window behind Angra, and under the backlight, Milari couldn't see the other party's expression clearly.
This gave him a feeling of being firmly oppressed by the opponent's aura for no reason, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept breaking out.
Damn, is this guy really that innocent little boy from two years ago
When Mirali was a guest in an orc tribe on the border of the Grand Duchy of Romero, the great shaman of the tribe once said to him, "There are no natural heroes in this world, and all those who become heroes, except for their own In addition to qualifications, more is pushed to that position by the tide of the times and the surrounding environment'.
He originally scoffed at this argument: among other things, the existence of the Chosen One and various holy sons and saints almost completely negated the words of the great shaman.
But at the moment he saw Angra, he was a little shaken: Is it possible that the environment and experience can really change a person so much
"I seem to have seen you before." Angela said.
"Yes, Mr. Fate, we met at the Harvest Festival."
"I see. Say hello to your father, Minister of Military Affairs, for me."
"Forehead… "
"What's the matter? If you have anything to say, you can say it directly. I'm not a duke like my father, so I don't need to be so nervous." Angela smiled slightly: "After all, after you have a position, your title will not be much lower than mine. "
"That... my father was the Chancellor of the Exchequer..."
"..."
"..."
"Cough, send my regards to the Minister of Finance." Angela corrected her mistake just now with a nonchalant expression.
The invisible sense of coercion was relieved all of a sudden with these words.
Only then did Miralli, who was relieved, hand over the purpose of his trip, a letter from Grand Duke Panleinfat of the Silver Eagle to Angra.
"His Excellency the Duke hopes that you can return to the capital during the Planting Festival. He misses you very much." Milari said smoothly.
"I also miss my father very much," Angra casually said. After confirming that the wax seal was intact, he opened the letter and read it: "It's a pity that the affairs of the town have been heavy recently, and I can't leave."
In the letter, he first expressed his feelings and relief for Angra's previous family letter in the tone of a father, and then mentioned the news of his second brother's death in a very tactful manner, and told Angra to be careful. In addition to what Milari said just now, I hope that Angra will go home often during the planting festival.
Of course Angela will not go back, after all, he is not sure whether he can be resurrected like other players. It is obviously the safest to stay in a small town where other players can protect him...
He was attacked and killed once when he took office, and he has become 120,000 vigilant against such things. He never wants to experience the feeling of putting his life and death in the hands of others again.
What's more, at this time, maybe there are guys secretly watching his life, so it is impossible to go back.
In addition, if you think about it carefully, his current situation is actually a bit embarrassing:
I was stared at my life inexplicably, and until now I don't know who is behind the scenes, and the only second brother who has grasped the truth is dead, Angela can't say anything about this, so it's hard to tell others' My brother hired someone to mess with me, but he himself was killed by that person first, no one would believe me even if I said it... What's more, even the guy who killed the second brother has already been hammered to death by the players. The next is completely dead without evidence.
What's more troublesome is that from the perspective of his eldest brother, he might think that he killed his second brother, and by the way, he will also be killed, and he will definitely be on guard against himself if he seizes the Duke's inheritance rights or something. , I’m not sure I’ll be the first to kill myself for the wall... After all, the brotherhood of the noble family is not even as good as plastic, at best it can only be regarded as a bubble brotherhood...
Going back stupidly at such a time, isn't it embarrassing myself, after all, now I don't have such convenient protective props as the 'Didi Beating People' series.
"Does that mean you can't go back? That's really a pity." Milari showed a slightly disappointed expression.
"Thank you for your hard work this time, stay in the small town for a day before leaving, I have a lot of things to do recently, go back or something..."
Ding, trigger a new releaseable task - [Looking for the Sword Demon]
Completion Reward: Didi Beating People Wand x1
"...It's not impossible."