The host is a slime [Quick Transmigration]

Although the priests left, the discussion on this matter did not end.

Even because of the absence of Ohm, the content of their discussion is more... bold.

"You said, our city lord is His Majesty's nephew, and logically he has the right to inherit!" Priest Rupert exaggerated, "If our city lord becomes His Majesty the King, wow, maybe we can also become great priests! "

Seeing Priest Rupert's daydream, Priest Collins who often flirts with him on the other side couldn't help but said, "Although I think our city lord is indeed a benevolent and benevolent earl, but if you want to sit on that The position, the hope is still too slim, you know, there are two grown older brothers above him!"

It's really annoying. In fact, he would rather live quietly in the peaceful city of Mulla. It is best not to touch the bloody storms of the upper-class nobles here.But who made the relationship between their city lord and His Majesty the king so close, even if he didn't have that kind of thought, no one would ignore him.What's more... the throne, such a big temptation, who knows if their city lord also has ideas?

"It's true, rather than letting our city lord run for election, it's better to let him support a certain party, and when the other party becomes king, he can get a lot of benefits!" Rupert nodded, and immediately began to fantasize again.

"Things are not that simple. It takes a great risk to support a certain side." Priest Collins is not as optimistic as others: "How do you know that the side you support is the final winner?"

Priest Collins' words were like a scoop of cold water, calming Priest Rupert's feverish head for a while, and then Rupert who calmed down looked at Priest Collins who was reciting the medical prescription silently, and suddenly said: "Then what is the support of our Holy See?" side?"

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"Hey? Inherit the throne?" Fetri's eyes widened, as if he had heard something unbelievable, he waved his hands again and again, "Impossible, how could I become His Majesty the King!"

Satisfied with Frederic's wit, Earl Roll showed a haughty smile on his face: "Father is old, the king's candidate can only be chosen from me and Charles, and Charles is just because he was born earlier than me." After one year, he actually felt complacent and thought he had a chance to win, which is really infuriating!" When Earl Rolle talked about Earl Charles, his tone was full of dissatisfaction and anger, as if he had completely forgotten that he had teamed up with the other party to deal with it. Feitelie's "intimacy" too.

But maybe that's the case, only interests are the ultimate friends.

After Earl Rolle finished speaking, he was ready to wait for Feitely to echo his words, but who knew that he would stop talking, and Feitely did not open his mouth either, and fell into a rather awkward silence after exerting all his strength.

Earl Rolle secretly scolded Frederic for his lack of vision, but considering that he still needed help from the other party, he said patiently: "Ferrell, I think you know how conceited Charles is, and he has always Because I am the eldest son, I don’t pretend to talk to us younger brothers. If he really waits for him to become king, I don’t think we will have a good life.”

"I'm fine. After all, I'm not afraid of him anymore, but you are still young, and Mulla City is so remote and poor. I'm afraid you won't be able to carry it." Earl Rolle said earnestly.

Fetle: When you open your eyes and tell lies, won't your conscience hurt?

Feiteli looked at the other party's hypocrisy with cold eyes, probably because he had no conscience so he would not feel pain. If this is the case, then there is no need for him to care about the poor brotherhood.

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Andrew: "Although in our hearts, the city lord is the best, but to be honest, the possibility of the city lord inheriting the throne is very small. After all, there are two grown-up elder brothers above him, Earl Charles It is not easy to get along with Earl Rolle."

Ohm, who knows nothing about the power of Feitelie: "Charles? Roll?"

"These two are the half-brothers of the city lord. In fact, the three of them have different mothers. You just woke up not long ago. You may not be aware that the second brother of the city lord, Earl Rolle, has arrived in Mulla today. The city, at this time, has already met the city owner."

Ohm pursed his lips tightly: "Is it one of the guys who pushed out Feitelie back then?"

Andrew glanced at Ohm in surprise, he didn't expect that this was the focus of his attention, but regarding what happened back then, even though it had been a few years now, he couldn't understand it, so he nodded: "That's right. "

Ohm clenched his fists: "Then why does he have the face!"

"One moment and another moment." Andrew was not as hard to accept this situation as Ohm. "Now the prosperity and rapid development of Mulla City are obvious to all, so Earl Rolle is like a lion that smells fish."

Ohm said in disgust: "He is not worthy to be compared with a lion! He is at most like a hyena or a vulture who smells bad!" Although he has absorbed the bite force of the hyena and the control of the airflow by the vulture, Ohm is not familiar with these two things. The prairie scavenger is not liked anyway.

In fact, no creature likes these two races except those of their own race.

In fact, it's not that Ohm hasn't seen this kind of situation before, but because it involves Feitelie, he feels particularly distressed.

Andrew was quite surprised—although he said he hated Wu Jiwu, but Ohm's emotion was a little too strong, right?Oh, young people just can't hold their breath.

Andrew thought he had found the correct explanation: "You can just say this in front of me, and don't tell anyone else." After all, the other party is also a nobleman, and the value of force is not low, so there is no need for Ohm to send it to the other party for training .

Hearing Andrew's earnest instruction, Ohm nodded: "Don't worry, I'm not so brainless. By the way, when Earl Rolle visits, do you also have dinner here?"

Andrew: "What?"

Ohm Chunliang smiled: "Since he is Feitely's second brother and has 'taken care' of him before, the welcome dinner must be specially prepared!"

Seeing Ohm eager to try and gear up, Andrew shuddered, and a sentence suddenly appeared in his heart-it is better to offend the villain than to offend the cook.

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Although Ohm intends to avenge Feiteli, but in view of the status of Earl Rolle, it is impossible to really do anything disrespectful to him.

At most, he has worked hard on the taste.

Earl Rolle has always been proud of his identity, even though he asked Feitelie this time, he actually looked down on Feitelie's life here.

Look, they are all castellan, and they don't even have a carpet made of alpine golden fleece!Magic crystal chandelier?No!Statues of precious gold and diamonds?No!A beautiful maid?nor!

Alas, he should have expected that even if Feiteli became the lord of the city, it just sounded like a bit powerful, but in fact he just changed from a poor lord to a poor lord of the city.

Fetle: I don't blame me for adorning the castle in splendor?

In fact, if Earl Rolle came one day earlier, he would have encountered the grand occasion of the food festival, and he would have known how "rich" Feitelie is now. Unfortunately, it was the time difference of this day, and he had already been well-trained The vendors packed all the materials for the event on the night the event ended, and Earl Rolle didn't want the civilians to pollute his eyes, so he didn't poke his head out of the carriage until he arrived at the castle of the city lord.

So Earl Rolle didn't know at all how much profit would be gathered from every piece of barbecue and every hamburger he looked down upon.

Just because he didn't know, he didn't feel strange when he heard Feitely asked him that he wanted to eat pork at night, but...

"Pork? That's something that lowly commoners and barons would eat. Fetley, I'm not talking about you. Although there are basically no higher-level nobles here, you can't lose our Patriarch Alfred." face." Earl Rolle said with a sense of superiority.

"What you said is very reasonable, but don't worry, in order to prepare today's dinner, I specially asked the chef to prepare one for you according to the most popular aristocratic diet in the capital." Feitelie said very sincerely, "It's just that Because the golden beef used a little too much gold, I really can't bear to use it for myself, so I'd better eat pork."

Earl Rolle's eyes lit up when he heard that there was actually a golden beef dish, and when he heard that Feitelie himself only ate pork, he couldn't help but feel more satisfied with Feitelie's "upper way": "Our brothers Why do you have to be so out of touch... However, since this is your intention, then naturally I can't ignore it."

And when he saw the fine gold powder on the golden steak, he almost couldn't hold back the smile on his face—it turned out to be real golden beef!

You know, the princes and nobles never worry about not having food. They pay more attention to the luxurious appearance when they eat. It should be beautiful, shiny and colorful!The taste is second to none—probably stewed, boiled, and roasted basically can’t make any other tricks—it’s like this golden beef dish, after the fresh veal is washed to remove the blood on the surface Then put it in the water to stew, and add a lot of spices to ensure that every bite of beef has a strong aroma of spices.

The higher the level of a person, the more spices are put in the dish.

The veal and spices are already very expensive, but after roasting and sprinkled with real golden crumbs, this is what rich people should eat!

And the soft, fluffy, steaming challah—baked from pure white flour—and the colorful broths with vegetables of every color and fish, and a whole swan stewed, too. Sprinkle generously with spices, the more the merrier...

Although the types of dishes are a little less, but in terms of the ingredients, he feels that he can't be more picky-judging from this beautiful and expensive dinner, Feitelie still welcomes his arrival very much .

Because of this preconceived notion, Earl Rolle didn't think there was anything wrong with eating golden beef, stewed swan, and drinking that colorful soup. But taste!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help being curious about what Feitelie ate, and it happened that Feitelie's dishes were also served at this time, and suddenly, a strange, strong, bone marrow aroma was overwhelmed. , knocked off the switch of Earl Rolle's sense of smell and taste, which was paralyzed by a large amount of spices, and made him subconsciously move his nose to look over.

The bread is still a medium bread made of a mixture of white flour and oat flour-the bread baked with this mixture of flour is not soft or delicate enough; the soup is also a clear and light fish soup, ordinary white, with one or two slices floating on it Decorating with leaves looks very shabby in Earl Rolle's eyes.

The meat is also pork. There is a plate of sliced ​​pork, and a plate of dark, half-baked and half-watered juice next to it; the other plate is just a pig's trotter!

Oh my god it's pig's trotters!The hooves of pigs that are exposed to mud every day!

Earl Rolle felt that Feiteli had completely degenerated!

For the sake of the golden beef and stewed swan, Earl Rolle felt that it was necessary to educate Fetterlie on the bottom line of being a nobleman. Who knew that when he opened his mouth, the saliva secreted in his mouth would flow out first. up!