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The young man who interjected bent down to salute the gentlemen present, his tone was soft, and there was a spring-like smile on his mouth.

He was Lawrence, the chief steward of the Rolles Manor, and was invited as a representative of the Rolles Manor, but he could only stand in the corner of the banquet hall.The Rawlers Manor was given to Duke Velveer by His Highness Luthers, and the status of the master on the head changed from being a leader to a subordinate, and then his status plummeted. Priest Eleanor had no doubt that Lawrence was full of malice towards Duke Velveer.

Viscount Norbert obviously thought so too, he ignored Lawrence's impoliteness, and arrogantly raised his chin to let him continue.

"I'm sorry." Lawrence bowed slightly humbly, "Your Majesty, I once heard His Royal Highness Luthers mention that the Duke is a spoiled and naive child. I think he was kicked out of the imperial capital when he was in a bad mood. Against him from time to time, children are nothing serious, if something happens to him, the imperial capital will hold the lords accountable no matter what."

"In this case, why don't you give him a hand, let him do whatever he wants, and taste the majesty of the lord giving orders." Lawrence caught a glimpse of Viscount Norbert's frown, and quickly changed the subject, "You think, sir Generous and merciful, the untouchables below still complain about the bad life and the difficult position of the lord, and he will know it in a few days."

"What's more, this year..." Lawrence dragged the end meaningfully, "His Royal Highness Luthers gave that one a manor, and he doesn't know how much the resettlement fee is in his hand."

Since this year's harvest is not good, the common people below are complaining, what the masters above do is wrong, why not hand over this mess to the pampered and naive lord, as long as they hold their hands in their hands, they will be as stupid as the princess on the tower Being squeamish, it might happen without them making too many small moves, so that they can use this winter's pot to suppress the Duke's arrogance, and can more legitimately control Velvet's power.

Maybe the one who suffered from being in power still has to be grateful to them.

Lawrence concluded with a smile: "A good-for-nothing with a bad knife can only stab himself."

He put forward a proposal that sounded reasonable, but the gentlemen in Velveer's upper echelons disagreed with each other and couldn't make a decision—no matter how nicely Lawrence said it, it couldn't hide the fact that the proposal put the power in the hands of others After all, a waste holding a knife that can't be handled well will not only stab himself, but also stab others to death with no seriousness in his hand.

Viscount Noble was not very willing to hand over the initiative, and most of the noble manor owners in Velvet also followed his advice.

Since Viscount Norbert voted against it, Archmage Andersi did not hesitate to support Lawrence.There is also a part of Lawrence who is also a commoner, Lucien has no talent and is not worthy of his attention, etc., and compared with the Viscount Norbert whom he hates to the bone, Archmage Andersi is actually the Duke who has never met. Not to mention disgusting.

Even if the power is given to him, it doesn't matter if he can't take it back, no matter how bad the lord is, he is better than the arrogant and rude Viscount Norbert.

The attitude of Archmage Andasi is the attitude of several big trade unions in Velvet, and Priest Eleanor is swaying between the two, neither of which wants to offend.

In this way, they held a few more banquets, but broke up unhappy, until the duke walked for more than a month in just half a month's waterway, and all the news was how weak and pampered he was. A city has to stop the ship for several days to rest, saying that he is either sick or tired, but this does not affect the attendant's shopping and entertainment. It is said that someone has to warm his bed every night to accompany him to sleep.

Now even Viscount Norbert softened a bit.He couldn't see the duke getting into office without a hitch, and he would have liked nothing more than a duke who was so stupid that he would kill himself.

A royal duke who has been so absurd since he was a teenager, he can't wait to see the other party end in embarrassment after tossing and capsizing.

Of course, the few times Lawrence visited him at home and the few times he ran into the gentlemen of his school were trivial matters that could be ignored.

After all, before Lucien arrived at Velveer, the upper echelons of Velvet finally reached a consensus on him.

……

"Snapped."

"Crack, crack, crack."

In the silent room, the crystal chess piece collided with the wooden chessboard, making a particularly crisp sound. Luses held a chess piece and slapped it across half of the chessboard.

This provoked the dissatisfaction of Ruffal who was sitting across from him.So the second prince of the empire rolled his eyes at the first prince of the empire with no manners at all, and said in disgust: "Can't you keep your voice down?"

There were only the two of them in this room, whether it was the second son who rolled his eyes at his elder brother or the elder brother kicked his younger brother's calf, all things that were out of courtesy would stay here, and there would be no news of it.

Luses gracefully withdrew his kicked leg, played with the chess pieces and said quietly: "Lu Xi likes to play like this the most."

Knock the chess pieces on the board and jump forward, like a little knight charging into battle.

Ugh.

Thinking of Lucien's soft curly hair and watery blue eyes, Luses couldn't help worrying about how his brother's body went.There was no news in the past two months. When Lucien left, the green trees were already covered with frost red, which made Luses want to try to replace his meal with his bad brother.

In fact, I can't tell you what to say, just the five big and three foul-mouthed and vicious little brothers will only sneer disdainfully when they hear his worries, "Why, do you really think he is a pure white and flawless lamb? Really? No? Isn't it? It's not—"

Smiling and pressing his stinky brother's head on the chessboard, Luses missed another good brother who was docile and easy to masturbate.

Without Lucien to mediate, he and Rufar are more suitable for intrigue and copying.

"Aren't you too?" Luses took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, and sorted out the chess pieces one by one. "Otherwise, why did you rush to me to play checkers?"

He was just thinking about whether the people he stuffed in Velvet had worked hard to pave the way for his younger brother, and by the way, he was pleased that his younger brother could buy food by himself when he grew up. How disgusting it is.

If it weren't for the checkers that Lucien "invented" to play with him, Luthers would have politely kicked him out.

Do you know what kind of relationship they have now? The people at the bottom are at war with each other. Do the two of them seem to be playing chess peacefully here? Even Lucien would laugh when he saw it.

——No, his superficially good-looking younger brother would not be so rude, he would just blink his blue eyes with sincere envy written all over his face, praising how good the relationship between the eldest brother and the second brother is, if he can, can... …Enough.

The ellipsis in the middle is for the listener to make up their own brains, if it is not said, then it is not Lucien's fault.

Ruffal snorted dissatisfiedly, "Whoever misses him, that stinking bastard who takes advantage and runs away."

His slaves with thousands of gold coins were sent out without even listening to the sound, it was all because of his painstaking efforts in picking slaves for so long in the arena.Did he know that the slaves in the arena were difficult to pick and buy, the slaves he liked either had complicated backgrounds or were not for sale in the arena, and he even owed a favor to go out in order to assemble a small team.

The results of it?

Hmph, heartless brat.

——Lucien, who was "enjoying recreation" on the boat, shivered suddenly.

He had a hunch that someone was speaking ill of him behind his back, but this reason could not convince Anna.The head maid is always overly nervous about his body, and the slightest sign of trouble can make her feel like an enemy.

Being forced to wrap in a thick blanket in the warm room with the fire spar, Lucien obviously showed a displeased expression.

Izzy has seen this expression for more than ten days. The Duke is not a person who is good at hiding his emotions. His likes and dislikes are clearly written on his face. Ever since he got on the boat, Izzy hasn't gotten any good looks from the Duke.

As for the reason, it is also very clear. Look at Izzy's neat short hair that has been cut behind her ears, and think about Lucien's love for the beautiful Hall's long silver hair...

When Izzy appeared in front of Lucien with this short hair, that expression was like that of a cat with frizzy fur, its eyes were wide open and its claws were openly trying to settle accounts with him.

"Where's your hair?! Why is your hair gone!"

It was the first time Issie heard Lucien speak in such a loud voice, and he swore that His Excellency the Duke who was lazily reading a book looked up and saw him, and was so shocked that he bounced off the cushion.

Feeling her fresh and convenient new hairstyle after being cut short, Izzy calmly replied, "It's sold."

"Sell it? To whom? Where did it go?!"

"..." Looking at the fried-haired Lucien with wide-eyed eyes, Issie inexplicably felt like a bastard who snatched a child's toy—the moon was on top to prove that he was just following Hall's mercenary practice, cutting his hair before going home. He sold his hair and made a drink with his companions for pocket money.

Yes, not only he had his hair cut, but his entire team had their hair cut too, from the long hair down to the waist to behind the ears, and those who found it troublesome to take care of their hair like Ned even shaved an inch.

If it weren't for the good price of having long hair, which mercenary would be willing to bear such a troublesome head that is difficult to manage.

Seeing that Lucien's cheeks were puffed up with anger, and thinking that the boat had already left the shore and it was impossible to turn around, Issie reported the name of the store to Lucien.It is a shop that specializes in customizing and selling all kinds of expensive accessories. The silver hair sold by Yixi and his companions will be used as raw materials for silk thread, woven into a gleaming silver lace, or embellished with moonlight for an exquisite accessory. color.

The long silver hair of the Hall people is unique in the entire continent, and no other material can imitate the strange texture of the moonlight frost color, so the murderous reputation of the Hall mercenaries does not affect their silver hair can be sold at a good price.

Yixi and the others also killed the slave merchants who wanted to keep them in captivity like wool sheep. As a deterrent, he spent a lot of money to bribe the lord of that place, and hung that fat and oily head on the city gate until only bones remained .

Well, the buyers of their hair have been less afraid to lower their prices since then.

Issie explained the reason why he cut his hair with (for him) very good reasons. Compared with Lucien, a short-term employer, who likes long hair or short hair, of course he still chooses the cutest hair in the world. money.

You can buy food for the winter, buy toys and snacks for the children in the clan, and you can also order a table full of delicacies in the tavern in your hometown, and drink hot ale until you don’t know when it will be.

So of course it’s money! (shock)

But this reason obviously couldn't appease Duke Maomao(?)'s unhappiness about losing his beloved toy, so Issie had to bear the stinky face and cold snort all the way.

——It’s actually quite cute.

Looking at Lucien's cheeks that were about to bulge again, Izzy thought without being nervous.