Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

"I have a distant cousin whose husband died during the purge of ancestral spirits."

"And she is a countess..." The lady winked.

"You also have noble status now. I think with your charm, my cousin will not refuse."

"..." Dio looked at the lady's trusting eyes with emotion.

"Thank you!" Dio hugged the lady into his arms.

Early the next morning, the Viscount ordered his guardian knights to challenge Dio.

However, Dior and his wives had already disappeared.

"What! Where did they go?" the Viscount said angrily. He felt like he was being played.

"They went to the city next door." the steward said humbly.

"Who let them go?" the Viscount said gloomily.

"Uh... Sir, Dio is a noble now. Ordinary soldiers don't dare to intercept him. But the other knights want him to get away." The butler said in a low voice.

Bang! ! !

The viscount pounded the table angrily. His original plan was to send out assassins to kill the other party at the end of the dance.

But a Cavaliers challenge appeared in midfield, forcing him to change his plan.

After knowing Dio's strength, the Viscount had to kill him in another way. Ordinary assassins probably wouldn't be able to deal with Dio.

But I didn't expect that this boy Dio would choose to run away immediately after becoming a noble. This made the Viscount quite uncomfortable.

He wanted to send his knights to hunt down Dio, but doing so would violate the principles of nobility and would likely result in severe punishment.

Moreover, Dior was not alone. He was accompanied by many aristocratic ladies, so the Viscount couldn't let him fool around.

When Dio was a pariah, it was easy for him to finish off the opponent without having to bear the punishment. But now that he has made the other party a noble, everything can only be done according to the rules.

However, after he was angry for a long time, he suddenly thought that he hated Dior because he would seduce his wife.

So now that the other party is gone, should I be happy... what the hell! ! !

The Viscount's expression changed back and forth, but he finally calmed down.

"Did he go to the next city to seduce the countess?" The viscount's face suddenly darkened.

If the other party succeeds in seducing him, he will never have a good life.

"Damn it!" The Viscount was so angry that his teeth started to itch.

"No! We can't let him succeed!"

The viscount hurriedly said to the butler: "Send a fast horse to the next city to spread rumors about Dio...the truth! We must not let this guy with a bad reputation get into the upper class circles there!"

The housekeeper wiped the sweat from his face after hearing this. "Yes! My lord!"

If you use a fast horse to go to the next city, you can get there in just one day.

And Dior is accompanied by his wives, so I am afraid that his progress will not be too fast.

Sure enough, the spies passed Dio halfway.

They did not stay, but headed to the next city.

Four days later, Dior arrived in the next city.

Then he saw a strange scene. After entering the city gate, there were many well-dressed people pointing at him on both sides of the road.

And a bold noble boy actually ran onto his carriage.

"Are you the Cuckoo Knight?" The young man looked at him with big curious eyes.

"...My name is Dio." Dio said helplessly.

"Oh! You are the Cuckoo Knight!" The boy's eyes lit up.

"I heard your big bird can turn wheels! Is this true?"

"Pfft!!!" Dio almost choked to death after hearing this.

The other ladies blushed strangely.

"Kid, who are you listening to these words? You can't say these things nonsense." Dio felt dumbfounded and touched the boy's head.

"People say that!" The young man was a little confused.

Then he whispered: "I have a friend who wants to ask you, how to train to reach your kind of... state?"

"There is no way!" Dio was speechless.

After telling the teenager that there was no solution, the teenager sadly left.

The appearance of Dior aroused people's attention. They were really curious about what kind of strange man Dior was.

The upper-class nobles were full of contempt for Dior.

They believed that Dior was a sensationalist, and his purpose must be to seduce the Countess.

"Hmph! That boy is going to miscalculate! The countess is very rational and will never fall for such a trick."

"Yes, even the nobles in this city cannot win the favor of the countess, let alone this dirty person."

Two nobles were drinking tea and chatting in the living room.

At this time, a child ran over curiously.

"Father, can your big bird turn a wheel?"

"Poof!!!" The two nobles almost choked to death.

"Shut up! How can such filthy words come out of your mouth?"

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Accompanied by bursts of heart-rending crying. The young master finally realized his mistake.

The countess, who was reading in the study, also heard her servants talking about this matter.

She was slightly startled, with a look of disbelief on her pretty face.

"Don't listen to other people's rumors. It's impossible for humans to reach that level." Because she treats others gently, her servants often share interesting stories with her.

As for the news that has been spreading a lot recently, the countess just listened to it as a piece of fun.

The countess took a sip of tea gracefully.

She is three meters tall and is a member of the fringe royal family. Because of the friction between the royal family, she was squeezed into this small place.

Moreover, she is already over 100 years old, and many things have been taken lightly.

Her first husband had already died of old age, and her second husband had recently died in battle.

Although she no longer has a partner, her heart is very peaceful and fulfilling. She laughed off the message about Dior.

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But what she didn't expect was that early the next morning, her cousin suddenly sent a greeting card.

Unconsciously, the countess thought of the recent rumors. I heard that Dior bewitched all the single ladies in the next city...

"No way!" The Countess had a vague premonition. She suspected that her cousin had been bewitched.

There was anger in her eyes.

"Haha, Knight Cuckoo? Let me meet you!" The countess stood up with a majestic look on her face.

This shocked the surrounding servants and they didn't know what was going on.

In the afternoon, in the reception room of the Earl's Mansion.

The three of them were sitting around a round table and slowly sipping tea.

"My lord, this is Dio." The cousin introduced him to the earl enthusiastically.

"Hmm..." The count frowned and looked Dio up and down.

Contrary to what she thought, Dior did not have that frivolous and frivolous temperament. Instead, it has a fresh and gentle feeling.

And Dior is not the image of a strong warrior, but more like a scholar.

"Hello, madam." Dio stood up and saluted.

"...What is your purpose?" The countess said coldly, ignoring his greeting.

"I am here to preach." Dio said sincerely.

"Preaching?" The countess looked at Dior's monk's clothes.

"The doctrine of the dark night? I have no interest in this. I believe in the full moon."