quicksilver blood

Chapter 338 The Marquis of Saya
The mansion of the Marquis of Saya is not too flashy, but full of natural beauty.

It was a mansion composed of three colors of yellow, green, and brown.The large thick wooden facades are not painted too much, showing a pleasing natural affinity.

The gate is a circular arch nearly three meters high, and under the vault of the horizontal cylinder is a set of arches, so that the main body of the building will not appear too heavy and rigid, and the outer wall decorated with palms, roses and ivy leaves It is very eye-catching.

The mansion of the Marquis of Saya is not like most nobles, who use expensive materials and fine processing to show their wealth, nor is it like the one in Calaldo that is built by the mountains and by the water. low and simple buildings.His mansion was designed by the noble himself, who was more of a scholar than a soldier.

In terms of design concept, he inherited the consistent tradition of the Caral people.This romantic plot of advocating returning to nature dates back to his previous career as a druid.

Roland remembered that when Marnos Saya was a teenager, he traveled with an archdruid for three years.The idea of ​​letting nature take its course and going far in tranquility upheld by that elder has deeply influenced the Marquis of Saya in every aspect.If it weren't for the influence of his other teacher, the father of the current Grand Duke Karal, Saya would never have embarked on the path of joining the army.

But even the Grand Duke of the previous generation can only helplessly admit that no matter how talented his student is in military affairs, he is still a pure scholar and a romantic poet deep in his heart.

In fact, even the inspiration for the profession of Silent Swordsman was created when Marnos closed the window and watched the raindrops falling silently from outside.

He is the son of an earl, a decorated general, the founder and chief instructor of the Dumb Blade Force, a black iron-level druid, a silver-level warlord, and a person who has obtained the Citrinitas (yellow) certificate. alchemist, but he was also a famous poet, a scholar who mainly studied the cultural style of Guercate, an educator, an architect, a philosopher, and even winter Honorary member of the Fruit Society.

The Marquess of Saya was as famous among the Caledruids as even an elder Druid, and he enjoyed great popularity even in neighboring countries.His worshipers even include priests of some gods, especially Titan's god of literature and inheritance.The god known as the Mithril Scholar even twice expressed his wish to make Marnos his voter in public, but Saya declined both times with extremely beautiful words.

Moreover, the Marquis of Saya is one of the rare nobles in this era who has no airs.Coupled with the fact that he is frank and courteous and indifferent to fame and fortune, and disdains to instigate some conspiracy behind the scenes, it can be said that the Marquis of Saya has no personal enemies in the country.Even his political opponents have to praise his noble character.

If the Marquis of Saya has any regrets, it is that his private life is quite chaotic.After all, he is a romantic and talented man who is more like a poet than a nobleman. He has at least two dozen lovers in the country alone.And he still didn't marry a wife until he was in his 40s.

But because of this, he is also known as the nobleman who is least like a nobleman.Because Marnos was so clever that he completely separated his identities, almost no one knew all of his identities, and his subordinates never knew that his instructor was actually a high-ranking Marquis.And the druids who worshiped him as a great scholar and poet did not know his identity as an alchemist and general.

However, it is precisely because of this that this "Poet Marquis" can be tolerated by the current Grand Duke, and has become the Grand Duke's most trusted right-hand man.Of course, changing one's identity to flirt with girls is also one of Marnos's hobbies.

Thinking of this, Roland couldn't help but glance at Helga.

Just the fact that she can inherit the surname of Marquis Saya is enough to prove her excellence.

However, Roland had never heard that Marnos had a daughter named Helga before.

...Did he die unexpectedly?What's the matter?
Roland couldn't help but ponder.

"As expected of His Excellency Marnos' mansion," Roland walked in, carefully sizing up this building, which could definitely be called a work of art even on earth, and his praise was beyond words, "This is the beauty of nature."

"...Eh? No, no, no, you are really overrated."

Helga, who was walking beside Roland, froze slightly, her tone full of confusion and shyness.

"No, I am very serious. Even a foreigner like me knows the talent of Marquis Saya."

Roland smiled slightly, and took off his hood. The silver-white hair flowed out like a spring, and the emerald green eyes were full of helplessness and tranquility: "Miss Helga, I think you probably recruited the wrong person."

"You... aren't a druid?"

Helga's eyes widened slightly.Her long, fluffy, curly pink hair swayed slightly in the wind, and she looked at a loss.

The silver hair alone can explain his identity - only Su Ze has such a pure white hair color.It is naturally impossible for foreigners to become Druids.

"But you obviously..."

"There, Helga."

At this moment, a gentle and magnetic male voice came from not far away.

"Father..."

Helga was taken aback for a moment.

Roland looked up and found a man standing not far from the door with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile.

That is the Marquis of Saya.It was no different from Roland's impression.

About 1.8 meters tall, with a slightly thin body, the soft brown curly hair is parted to both sides, exposing the forehead.He was wearing a finely crafted soft leather armor, a dark brown robe and a thin black shawl, and a Karal Zhanjian wrapped in a dark brown hard leather sheath was pinned to his waist.

After noticing Roland's gaze, the Marquis Saya smiled kindly at him.

Then he softly reprimanded Helga who was standing beside Roland: "Don't let the guests stand outside for too long, Helga."

"But, my lord father, he is not..."

"It doesn't matter, Helga," the Marquis of Saya interrupted Helga, who wanted to explain, and read every word in a soft and melodious tone like a poet, "It doesn't matter... everyone is the same."

"You mean..."

Helga's blue pupils suddenly lit up.Roland noticed this and couldn't help shaking his head.

Lord Marquis's education is still not in place.

This kid is too easy to understand.

But immediately, Roland frowned——

It is definitely impossible to say that the Marquis of Saya is malicious to him.This boss is a proper camp of kindness, and even joined the camp of the covenants after the revival of the plague was over.Anyway, Roland felt that he was not so vicious that he would be framed and killed by the Marquis of Saya.

But Roland also knows that this is just a small manor of the Marquis of Saya.His unprovoked appearance in this peaceful little place in Richero is an anomaly in itself.

Moreover, he has not brought guards?

When thinking of this, Helga had already led Roland to the door.

Roland glanced at the pure white mistletoe above his head, raised his eyebrows, and walked in without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)