Heaven’s Intention

However, this is really a talent. Regardless of other things, just recording these is enough to show that this is a talent. Not far away, in a conference hall in the camp, several youngest people also Thirty-year-olds are sitting around and talking about things.

What they were talking about revolved around the record on the table.

The record is a thick book, with clear and clear sub-items. It can be seen that the owner did it with heart, and it took a short time to do it with heart. The record is so clear that it all shows that the owner of the record is absolutely is a talent.

The military chief has a lot of interest in the person who made this record.

Send someone to investigate this person carefully. Last time I heard that he was recruited, but he was rejected? A middle-aged man put down the information. asked.

Yes, my lord, this person has indeed rejected our solicitation.

A viscount, no wonder... we may wait to see what kind of results he will have next. After thinking about it, the middle-aged man said.

Yes, my lord.

After leading the order alone, he left the meeting hall, and his expression of respect all the time relaxed a little. Thinking of how much the senior members of the YMCA paid attention to that Romon, he thought about it, and he began to think about it.

Use a secret method to send this letter back as soon as possible. Back in his office, he called his adjutant, and handed over a letter that had just been written to the adjutant.

My lord, this is...

Execute the order. When it's time for you to know, I will tell you. The man said without raising his head.

Yes, I'll do it right away. The strict military system caused the young man's expression to change slightly, and he didn't dare to say anything anymore, and walked outside.

After a while, a secret letter was sent from the military to the place.

the next day. Romon received a reward from the military, 1000 gold coins, and some more records and scores in the Adventurer's Union.

Almost at the same time, in a barony.

Lord Shompson was finishing his temper.

You all go back, remember, go back and think about the problems I just mentioned. As an official in the territory, don't think about how to defend the territory.

How to make the territory richer and stronger, but how to think about how to fight internally, how to hollow out the territory, this is not what you should do, I will not punish this time, go back and reflect on it.

With a wave of his hand, Baron Shompson drove out several officials in the territory like a fly.

These few officials are indispensable in the territory, each of them is in charge of very important matters, but due to personal conflicts, during this period of time. They divided into two factions, blaming and making things difficult for each other, causing the entire territory to be filled with smog, and finally the supreme ruler, Baron Shompson, noticed it and called them in for a good reprimand.

If it wasn't just right, he would continue to reprimand them when the report on the surrounding situation in this issue was delivered, letting them know what to do and what not to do as an official.

The officials exited cautiously, and the last official closed the door softly. When they entered, several officials blamed each other. The baron scolded until his face turned pale. When he walked back, he was very quiet, for fear of being reprimanded again.

After the inside and outside became quiet again, Baron Shompson, who was sitting alone in the office, took out a stack of letter papers and carefully read them one by one. These were collected by the staff sent by the baron himself, or It is a regular report from the contacted adventurer's guild personnel.

It can make the lord quickly know the nearby situation.

After reading it, the baron nodded, and pulled out a few more pieces of information that he thought were important. Read it again carefully.

In the end, one copy was left.

Romon is actually a Viscount, En En, this matter is still worthy of attention, do you want to invite me?

After thinking for a while, he quickly stood up, called the housekeeper, and said in command: Send an invitation to Lord Romon, the legendary Druid of the Giant Eagle immediately, and say that I will invite him a week later. Come over for a banquet, his current address is at...

Then, there was a whispered exhortation.

Yes, my lord, I will definitely handle this matter well. Hearing this, the butler bowed respectfully.

Baron Shompson called the steward again and asked him to organize a small banquet. The participants were limited to members of the family and nobles and nobles in the territory. The steward also took orders to do it.

Originally, Romon planned to return to the position where his followers were staying after receiving the reward. Someone from the military invited him, and the date was set one day later, so Romon had no choice but to stay.

A day later, Romon went to the appointment on time, but unexpectedly saw a man who looked like a housekeeper at the gate.

You are? Romon looked, slightly surprised.

You are Lord Luo Meng, right? Seeing the confusion on Luo Meng's face, the man quickly smiled politely, bowed and saluted, and came to greet him.

I am Romon! Romon admitted.

The other party's expression immediately became more humble, and he handed an invitation to Romon. He explained: Lord Romon, my Baron Shompson has heard about your feat. I was entrusted by my lord Baron, and I just arrived today to present this invitation card to you personally, inviting you to participate in the event. The banquet of my Lord Baron.

Banquet? Romon looked at the content of the invitation. The date was six days later. Although he didn't know who Baron Shompson was, in the past, many nobles would invite him in order to regain their territories.

Although he was a bit indifferent a while ago, he had accepted a mission from the military. Now a nobleman finally invited him, but he didn't care too much. He nodded and said, Don't worry, I will definitely attend on time when the time comes.

When the steward left, Romon thought about it. The other party's territory was a day and a night away from here. He could get there in half a day by riding a lightning bolt, so he still had plenty of time. Thinking of this, Romon put away the invitation.

Then go to catch the military banquet.

As he had already made up his mind, during the banquet, Luo Mengxian was relatively indifferent, pretending not to hear any intentional hints, and left directly after the banquet.

A few days later, Romon, who had been playing for a few days and the weather was very good, rode Lightning and flew towards the Baron of Shompson.

He was wearing a high-quality druid robe. Now his aristocratic status is not easy to publicize, so he can only wear professional clothing that also symbolizes status and solemnity.

Looking down from the air, it can be seen that the area where the Barony of Shompson is located is relatively peaceful.

It may be that there are a large number of troops stationed nearby. Or because this is an absolute fortress, a large area here has not been occupied by demons.

Lightning, we've arrived, let's go down. When a castle appeared in front of him, Romon knew that he had arrived.

Ah! Look! It's a giant eagle! Some soldiers spotted the lightning, shouted and held their spears nervously.

I am Romon, and I am a guest invited by your lord baron. Don't worry. Romon said loudly in the air, and due to the effect of the spell, the voice spread to all directions of the castle.

Seeing someone on the giant eagle, the nervousness of the soldiers was relieved. They already knew that there was a banquet in the castle today, but they didn't expect that the visitor would appear in such an amazing way.

Wait a minute, show me your invitation card. Some soldiers shouted bravely.

It's no wonder they are so scared, it's the shape of lightning, which deters them too much.

Romon smiled slightly, and suddenly an invitation card appeared in his hand, and he threw it towards the soldiers where the soldiers were, and it fell into the hands of the soldier who spoke.

After receiving that invitation card, the soldier didn't bother to lament Romon's sense of proportion. He carefully looked at the invitation card and found that the invitation card was true. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Romon in mid-air: This Sir, according to the rules, you need to enter through the gate.

Okay, no problem. Romon was still very easy to talk about in this regard.

Seeing this young man riding a big eagle down, the soldiers above let out a long sigh of relief. They were all shocked by the momentum of the lightning, and the other party left, which was exactly what they wanted.

Someone went to open the door for Romon, and seeing that Romon came in alone, everyone looked better.

Under the leadership of a soldier, Romon walked towards the hall, but before reaching the location, a group of people greeted him.

The leader was an aristocrat in his fifties, whose facial features belonged to the popular ones, and he couldn't find them even if he threw them into the crowd.

You are Lord Romon, right? I am Shompson, welcome to the banquet, this way please. After he said this, the people behind him immediately stood on both sides, and there was a long road on the ground. The red carpet directly leads to the hall.

Seeing this posture, Romon was a little surprised.

I am Romon. You are too polite. It is my honor that the baron is so enthusiastic. Romon said hastily.

No, no, for your identity, this is just a basic etiquette. The other party laughed, pulled Romon and walked inside.

Walking into the hall, Romon realized that the scale of the banquet was not very large. The people inside seemed to be officials from the territory, and they all brought their wives with them, so it was lively inside.

The hall is divided into two areas, one is a casual seating area with tables and chairs, fruits, refreshments, buffet and various beverages. In the middle, there is an empty area that seems to be a dancing area.

When Romon came in, he obviously found that the voice inside paused. Although it returned to normal immediately, the eyes that looked at him from time to time still made him feel that he seemed to be the protagonist of this banquet.

Lord Romon, please sit here. These are some of my nephews. They are about the same age as you. You should be able to talk. There will be some performances in a while. After the performances, it's time for the dance. I hope you can play. happy. Baron Shompson led Romon to a table in the corner, pointed at the three young men sitting there, and said with a smile.

Romon was a little confused by the other party's actions. At first he suspected that the baron knew his identity, but now he looked a little different. It was a bit rude to call a few young people to accompany the viscount.

Maybe the other party just knows the tenth-level druid?

Romon nodded and said, Thank you for your arrangement, Baron Shompson.

I met the three smiling young people one by one. Although their friendliness to Romon made Romon feel strange, they were still quite happy, and they started talking.

After a while, there will be a dance, and Romon puts his mind down and enjoys it with relish. (!)