The Extraordinary Earl

"Da da da!"

"Err, eh!"

The crisp sound of hoofbeats and the neighing of horses come and go.

In the deep forest path, a large group of boys and girls were riding horses in a long row, heading towards an open place in the deep forest.

One after another, beautiful girls are wearing military uniforms and riding hats, looking heroic.

It forms a beautiful landscape that is pleasing to the eye. But the problem is that the fundamental activity this time is hunting.

With this large group of people together, even if the guards tried their best to drive the prey over, only a handful of them would be able to shoot the prey.

"How did it become like this?"

Luther asked himself.

A good, customary social event for the seven major families, including serious hunting activities and dinner parties.

Come here from time to time.

But this time too many girls came, and they were not with other people, but with him, gathering together.

Someone attacked him at night last night.

It’s really dumbfounding.

Luther really hopes to fall in love again with a beautiful noble girl to bid farewell to his virginity. But I really have no interest in these girls in front of me.

Although I don't have much experience, I can vaguely tell whether the girls are innocent or romantic. swing. After a brief glance, Luther felt that more than half of the noble girls in front of him were not good birds.

The rest are not suitable for falling in love.

Even if you hook your fingers, they will be willing to lie down.

If this is the case, Luther would rather find a mature aristocratic woman and have an in-depth physical communication, which would be more enjoyable.

So Luther didn't want to deal with them, but the problem was that he couldn't do it without dealing with them. As the acting lord of Pompeii, he was the landlord of this social gathering.

You can't leave the guests behind and flee the scene of the crime, right?

tragedy.

After reaching the open area, the team stopped. At this time, the guards are already driving away the prey, and I believe that it won't be long before plump prey appears.

It stands to reason that at this time, hunters would be riding on horses, holding bows in their hands, ready to hunt at any time. But what about the girls?

They gathered together in twos and threes, whispering from time to time, and countless eyes fell on Luther.

"Hey." Luther sighed, and simply rode to the edge of the open area with Newton, Marshall and others.

"The enthusiasm of girls is always hard to resist." Seeing that Luther was not in a good mood, Marshall said in a teasing tone.

"There are so many girls, why don't you fall in love with one? As long as you fall in love with one, the others will retreat." Newton said.

"If it were a pure relationship, I would rather have sex with Miss Alice, the socialite from Barton and the eldest daughter of the Baron family." Luther curled his lips and said.

Luther remembered the eldest daughter of the baron family, mainly because her father described her as really alluring.

Beautiful appearance, especially. things.

The style is bold and unrestrained, able to rise and fall.

"Luther, I didn't expect you to have such a hobby. I heard that there are anywhere from 100 to 80 men who have had an affair with the eldest daughter."

Marshall touched his chin and looked at Luther with strange eyes.

Even as a playboy, Marshall didn't care about his woman's past, but the problem was that woman had too many men.

And they were probably dating at the same time, which made Marshall sick.

"Maybe it's hereditary. I've always heard Uncle Sol say that only mature women can soothe a man's soul." Old Sol seemed to have instilled some bad ideas into Newton, and Newton thought about it and said.

"Haha, it's a family inheritance. I also heard that the Knights of Pompeii specifically look for women who are older than themselves."

The other heirs laughed.

Apparently Old Sol's romantic affair was widely spread.

Luther rolled his eyes involuntarily, feeling ashamed to have such a father.

A casual conversation.

It may be that there were too many of them, which frightened the nearby prey. After Luther and others waited for a while, no guard drove the prey over.

Newton was bored and started another topic.

"By the way, Luther, what do you think of these quasi-knight gentlemen?" Newton looked back at the dozen teenagers in the team and asked.

These teenagers are generally young, ranging from fifteen to eighteen years old.

Most of them are quasi-knights, and one or two are knights. Even Mr. Knight has only been promoted for a short time.

Because before this, Luther had recruited many collateral knights from the six major families.

These next generation are not as good as their parents, lack of training and are still very immature.

But Luther also has some ideas about them, don't be nervous, it's not the kind of gay idea. It's because these quasi-knights are destined to become Mr. Knights.

Even a rookie can become a battle-hardened knight after a few years of training.

Eventually became the pillar of the Pompeii family.

The Pompeii family is still expanding rapidly. Luther's short-term goal is to become a baron, and a baron will own a huge territory, at least one city with a population of more than 30,000.

Not to mention the number of guards, knights need at least a hundred.

Otherwise it would be embarrassing to tell anyone.

The current number of knights in the Pompeii family, excluding Pompeii and his son, is only fifteen. The road to recruiting knights is still long, and these would-be knights cannot be let go.

"How else can we watch it? After this social gathering is over, I will hold a private party to discuss it with them." Luther said with a smile.

"When these quasi-knights grow up, there will probably be more than thirty knights in the Pompeii family." An heir sighed.

Unspeakable envy.

Although we are all allies, we almost wear the same pants. The strength of the Pompeii family is equivalent to the strength of the seven major families.

But just like personal wealth, under normal circumstances, a person with a net worth of 100 million will envy a person with a net worth of 10 billion.

This is the current situation.

The Pompeii family is getting stronger and stronger, and although other families are not jealous, they are very envious.

"Roar!!!"

Just then, there was a roar. This roar sounded like that of a tiger, but it was more powerful than the roar of an ordinary tiger.

There's a vague air of ferocity about it.

Under the influence of this fierce energy, the war horse began to become restless and kept pacing back and forth.

One by one, the girls also lost their beauty, and the timid ones began to tremble. The would-be knights also showed signs of uneasiness, and only a handful of them could remain calm.

The heirs are naturally not much better, they are basically playboys.

Although they are all knights, they definitely lack fighting.

Only Luther was slightly surprised. After last year's purge, all the nearby Warcraft should have been cleared away. Why are there still Warcraft?

But Luther was not too panicked, because this was the edge of the deep forest, and there were very few intermediate-level monsters or above, if it was a junior monster.

Luther is not worried.

Just think about how the acid lizard died.