Hotel on the mountain

According to the rules of the dinner, the eldest and highest-ranking Daora Wood must be served first.

The steward walked in front, followed by Obsward.

One step, two steps, walking around the wall of the restaurant, gradually entering Sander Hill's line of sight.

He raised his hand and lowered his head to hide himself in the shadow of the dinner plate.

"You've gone too far, Daora."

A low growl that was deliberately suppressed came out of Sander's mouth. He threw the napkin on the table, indicating that he, the guest, had finished eating, "I am asking for something from you, but you are insulting the honor of my family. It makes me so sick that I can’t eat.”

Those who talked were silent, and those who moved stopped.

Daora Wood's face was covered with wrinkles of old age. He took out a pipe from his arms, lit it himself, put it in his mouth, and exhaled a white breath.

With this movement, everyone at the table stood up and left. They filed out of the side door. Obsward was also led back to the passage by the butler. He leaned against the wall, breathing heavily and dripping with sweat. He slipped and fell to the ground.

In the restaurant, only Xander and Daora were left.

"Sander, your temper has improved a lot." Daora sat in her seat and loosened the button around her neck, "Is it because of that shemale?"

The muscles on Sander's sculpture-like face seemed to have lost their activity. He looked at Daora, and it took him a long time to say: "I understand."

He stood up, pushed his chair under the table, and was about to go out and leave.

"What? Are you leaving now?" Daora stood up with difficulty, "I heard that the fighting situation on your side is not very good."

Sander turned to Daola again, his voice was mellow: "The situation has been stabilized."

"Haha." Daola sneered twice, "If it becomes stable, will you come again?"

"Since you know what I want to do, why not make an offer." Sander said calmly, "I know that you are a businessman through and through. Telling you about noble morals, family and country feelings will have no effect."

"Everyone knows that you have lost your psychic control medium. It just so happens that I have an extra one for Gu Long." Daora smoked his pipe and tapped his chest with his hand. "A magical one that can be carried with you." It took a lot of effort to find the medium.”

"Make an offer."

"In exchange for your territory." Daola exhaled smoke, "You don't need much, just start from the city of Senbai and go to the land to the east. Otherwise, if your corpse dragon gets out of control, you will lose a lot. Not just this half of Dranland.”

"I kind of regret selling that woman named Belinda Chiyo to you."

"You sold it for a good price." Daora narrowed his eyes and said, "If you ask me, it was a very good price. You have been happy for a long time, haven't you?"

Sander smiled, put his hands on the back of the chair, leaned forward slightly, glared at Daola, and suppressed his anger in his voice: "This meeting told me that next time I need to meet in a different way. you."

"Then I will look forward to our next meeting." Daora said in a casual tone with a smile.

"You will definitely do it." Xander spoke slowly, but walked out of the restaurant quickly.

Daora watched Xander leave, put his pipe on the table and knocked it, and the butler appeared from the side door.

"Serve the food." Daora ordered, "By the way, bring the food to Aina. She is still young, so she can't be hungry."

The butler took the order and left, and a group of male servants came out of the passage and arranged the hot dishes neatly, but Obswald was missing from them.

In the Wood family's mansion, Obsward, who had been allowed to move freely by the housekeeper, ran up a corridor on the third floor. He leaned in the shadow next to the corridor window and looked at the fountain in the courtyard in front of the house.

Gilder and Sander walked out of the mansion together and got into the carriage parked by the fountain. They came in a hurry and left in a hurry. The carriage moved quickly through the night and soon disappeared at the end of the long passage.

Obsward was in a very excited mood. The pleasure of surviving the disaster and the fact that Sander was meeting Daora made him excitedly take out the psychic letterhead from his clothes. After he quickly wrote this information on it, he crushed the psychic crystal, and the letter paper turned into dots of fluorescence and flew away, disappearing into the air.

"What are you doing?"

A pleasant female voice sounded from behind Obsward.

A cold sweat poured down from Obsward's head. He slowly turned around and saw Aina Wood, with long chestnut hair falling from her shoulders, standing at the corner of the corridor. There was no one else around her. There is curiosity in the clear eyes.

A dagger slipped quietly from Obsward's sleeve and was held tightly in his hand.

"Ah, Miss Aina." Obsward turned halfway, "I...I am looking at Sander Hill, the leader of the Central Silan District. I didn't see his face at the banquet just now. very curious."

Aina held up her skirt and walked forward to the window. She stretched out her fair and smooth neck and looked out the window. While trying to find Sander's figure, Obsward walked behind her without leaving a trace. ——From this position, as long as you lift it hard with both hands, you can flip the person in front down the window. From the head-down position, the chance of death is very high.

Obsward looked at the back of Aegina Wood - her dinner dress was blue, which reminded Obsward of today's Blue Flower Tavern and the posture of the blue iris.

He gently put down the hand he wanted to reach out, and put the dagger back into his sleeve.

"Have you gone far?" Aina said softly, turning back to face Obsward again.

"Yeah," Obsward replied stiffly, "They left very quickly."

"It's always like this." Aina smiled beautifully, "It's not just my father who doesn't like Sander Hill, but also other lords who don't like him. But having said that, there are also many lords who don't like my father. The four eldest People in the district dislike each other. Everyone is arrogant and always wants to bring the other down.

They never focus on unity, such as this country, or this family. "

Aina's tone was a little low. Obsward thought that the scene where he sent the psychic letter just now might not have been seen by Aina, so he relaxed and talked: "Miss, you seem to be happy about becoming a member of the Wood family." dissatisfied as a member."

Aina sighed and glanced out the window. Under the dark sky, the wild flowers in the fields were suppressed.

"You're just a servant, what do you know?" She said as she was about to leave.

"Miss Aina, while you are enjoying the aristocratic life in this room, I have been torn between two continents." There was pride in Obsward's words. This was his first time in this room. I want to show my differences verbally.

Aina looked at him in surprise and said, "What you just said..."

She laughed, as if she had found a different color from the world, "It's really not like a servant would say it. Everyone here regards the Wood family as emperors, but you don't seem to envy our aristocratic life at all. Same."

Obsward suddenly thought of the people he had met, as well as Thorad and Bolani. He smiled and joked in the corridor: "Maybe this has something to do with me always living with a group of nobles. Well. In fact, you are also human beings, and every noble has his own personality and shortcomings, just like us servants."

There was a smile in Aina's eyes. From her eyes down to the skin of her lips, an expression called joy and surprise disappeared. She looked at Obsward and her voice became a little higher. : "Really? They have their own shortcomings? My God, I have never heard the word 'shortcomings' from a servant. Please tell me, what do you think of us?"

Obsward tilted his head and found that the surroundings were quiet and no one was around, so he lowered his voice and said: "For example, Master Harvey, he likes to gamble, but he is a bit 'generous', and he is very interested in winning money. He has no desire and is good at losing money. This is related to the fact that he doesn't want to use his brain to play cards.

He is also very lazy, likes to daydream and is lustful..."

While talking, Obsward actually talked about being addicted. He counted the shortcomings of others on his fingers, which made Aina couldn't help but move her body towards him - the distance between the two of them was shortened. .

"What about me?" Aina couldn't wait to ask, "I want to know what you think of me? I've had enough flattery, don't say good things about me anymore."

She raised her finger with a bit of coquettish anger, which made Obsward feel embarrassed. He looked around, a little embarrassed, and completely lost the fluent spoken language just now.

"Miss Aina, I think you... you..." Obsward scratched the back of his head - he rarely did this action, which meant that he was actively searching for words.

Aina's beautiful face swayed in front of his eyes, and Obsward asked subconsciously:

"Miss Aina, I...I...do you like blue iris flowers?"