The cold-faced earl doesn't want to trigger the plot

Therefore, thinking that as long as the brain is normal, no one would dare to lie that the La Campret family was the tiger-skinned king's guard, so they dared not be careless and humbly asked the Campret family for instructions.Moreover, after this request was handed over layer by layer, it came into the hands of the big housekeeper Taya.

Taya also didn't know if her young master really hired some strange followers.Therefore, he did not hesitate to take Grofeil back for the time being.

Come on, it's now.

"..."

Seeing Groffir, who reluctantly finished telling everything, began to cry like a child over sixty years old, Riber found that his fingers holding the teacup were a little stiff.

Gee.

Why doesn't this guy make a movie?

Of course, if it were really a film, his "old friend" would be the protagonist.Otherwise, if the protagonist is abused too much, the audience will have opinions.

Rather, Riber is really interested in this fraudster.

After all, in this world where information circulation channels are limited, people's awareness and concepts are relatively backward, and gods and churches are prevalent, there are so many people who are easy to deceive that there may not be enough liars.A fraudster who is willing to deceive people with his heart and has the spirit of a craftsman is indeed a different kind.

And once it is related to greed, even in his previous life, it is not uncommon for people to be deceived by low-level deception.

On the other hand, Grofel's performance of being completely swallowed by greed is more like proving that he is an ordinary person.

but...

"Groffel."

After pondering for a while, Riber spoke.

"Respect, please command, Lord Earl!"

"I think you are stupid. Because, after all, you have lost all your property. Therefore, even if you are convicted by the royal guards, it is nothing more than some labor. But, have you ever thought about pretending to be a servant of the Campret family? , will there be any consequences?"

"My lord, I sincerely want to be a slave and a member of the family!"

Shocked by Riber's cold face and words, Grofell said sharply.

"Taya, find a garden."

"Yes, sir."

As Taya spoke, she reached out and grabbed Grofell's collar, dragging him and trying to take him away.

"What, what flower garden? Earl, you, you heard me! I... yes, yes, Miss Alice! I still want to continue to paint for Miss Alice and continue to witness his growth! Miss Alice said, She loves my drawings!"

After Taya handed Grofell to Fa'an, the head maid, Grofeel begged with all his might, mixed with shrill screams like a pig being slaughtered.

Of course, Riber had no real intention of doing anything to Grofell.

He just wanted to see if Grofell would show a strange behavior that matched the radiance on his body when his life was in danger.I also want to judge whether Groffir's appearance is really just a coincidence, or whether the other party "chased" him deliberately.

And at that time, if Groffir is still "ordinary", Riber doesn't mind hiring the artist.

After all, compared to a proud painter who has his own reserve, Master Grofell can better paint what Ribel wants.

...

...

Another day passed.

After confirming that Groffir was buried in the flower garden with only half of his head exposed and he was only begging, Riber gradually believed that everything was just a coincidence.

So, just like that, there was an extra painter in Ribel's restaurant.

Speaking of which, Riber doesn't know why.In short, when he chose to forgive Grofell, Taya kept showing a very strange demeanor, and felt a little hesitant to speak.

With Ribel's rich experience since time travel, he is absolutely sure that Taya must have misunderstood something.

Speaking of the restaurant has added new staff.

At present, except for a certain mother and daughter who are not in combat power, the staff composition of the Unnamed Restaurant Old Wangdu is as follows.

An earl, two phantom thieves, a puppeteer and puppeteer, a gardener, a groom, a housekeeper, a doorkeeper, a plater and a painter.

Hmm... With this lineup, the unnamed restaurant will definitely be able to open smoothly and be a big success!

Riber has already set the opening date, and can't wait to see that day come.

...

Destroy it, really!

tired!

Riber, who was holding his head in his own room, felt that he should not succumb to the pressure of the Church of Scourge, and prepared for a while longer.

How on earth can a restaurant full of weirdos who can only enjoy fresh grass collected from the courtyard become the top class in the old royal capital?

Is it too late to study how to prescribe medicine now?

Walking out of the room with a heavy heart, Riber came to the first floor and was about to play the nightingale to change his mood, when he suddenly saw a scene that made him unbelievable.

Jones, the craftsman who is wiping the spotless Nightingale Qin with a clean silk cloth, and... the shining plot trigger point on the Nightingale Qin.

?

? ? ? ? ?

ha?

"My lord! Are you going to play? Please."

Riber, who was still a little out of his mind, sat blankly on the chair in front of the Nightingale piano, watching Jones respectfully flip over the cover above the keys.

"No, why are you here?"

"Uh... Didn't the Earl order Mr. Sebastian to sign a three-month contract with me, making me responsible for maintaining the Nightingale Qin and other matters?"

Facing Riber's confusion, Jones was even more puzzled.

Sebastian...

Isn't he a gardener?Why should he!

call...

Forget it.

Anyway, it's no big deal to add an inexplicable position to the already luxurious staff composition.

Riber adjusted his mood secretly, and really wanted to ask why the Nightingale Qin would light up the trigger point of the plot.

And just when he opened and closed his mouth a few times and couldn't think of a suitable way to ask, Jones took the lead in talking about it with an excited expression.

Listening to Jones, smashing the "semi-finished product" that was "stained" as "his immature performance", the twitching of the corner of Riber's mouth could not stop for a while.

In fact, he had also thought about it before, what would happen if those shiny props with plot trigger points were destroyed before they were triggered.

Will it, the plot will be stuck directly, everyone is happy.

And now, Riber knows.

The answer is that the trigger point of the plot will shift...

Volume Three: Chapter 170 Nine, The Nightmare of the Second Coming

A photo exhibition named after the inventor of the camera, Earl Draken, is in full swing in the old capital.

It is different from the word "old" in the old capital, because it is not as closed as the respective territories of the nobles.Therefore, the old royal capital with various top-notch existences of the kingdom was unexpectedly active at the forefront of the kingdom's trends.

Such a scene can be seen from the costumes of the participants in the photo exhibition.

Even tourists wearing the most traditional aristocratic dresses will be dotted with some latest accessories and other props including magic mechanics elements.

Because the tickets for the photo exhibition are expensive, those who come to the photo exhibition to pass the time are usually idle nobles, wealthy businessmen, or some professionals.

Compared with art exhibitions, the camera is a new thing after all.As a result, the threshold for selecting photos for the photo exhibition is really not very high.

Visitors can see a bunch of unexplained landscape paintings, photos of even more unexplained animals or phantom beasts, and some selfies of nobles who feel quite good about themselves, etc.

Of course, there are not many shocking photos that can be called art.

However, compared to those arts, people are still more willing to gather under some photos of men or women in cool clothes as models.

In the main venue on the second floor of the exhibition, under a photo with a man as the main body, there are also a large number of women of different age groups gathered.

However, this is not because the man in the enlarged photo is extremely cool, but because he shows a dreamlike elegance.

And Brenda, the second daughter of the Viscount Ross family, was also one of the young girls who was fascinated by the photos.

If it is not different from paintings, photos cannot be faked, and Brenda almost doubts whether this photo is faked.

Indeed, even in black and white, the young man in the photo is unbelievably handsome.

It's not just handsome.

The man's indifferent expression and extremely focused eyes made Brenda almost sink into it.

What's more, the two small and cute birds on the man's shoulders add softness and kindness to the overall atmosphere of the other party.And the moonlight pouring down from the slanted side adds to the dreamy feeling of the photo as a whole.

From the first moment she saw this photo, Brenda knew she had to buy it.

No matter the cost!

While Brenda was in a daze, there was a burst of discussion around her.

The most talked about is the exhibition title of this photo.

"nightingale".

"The nightingale in the title, are you referring to the man in this photo, or the two birds on his shoulders?"

This question also aroused Brenda's curiosity.

"Hush...be quiet, you are offending the Earl. The person in this photo is the Earl of Campret!"

"Master Earl Campret?!"

Among the crowd, this uncontrollable cry was also Brenda's heartfelt voice.

She was not surprised why someone would recognize the mysterious Earl of Campret.After all, the nobles who will come to this kind of exhibition have more or less contacts.Maybe it was an acquaintance with the organizer and knew some secrets.

She just didn't expect that she would meet the Earl of Campret in such a way.

As for the kingdom's leading nobles who could erect a Camprete castle next to the old capital, the Viscount Ross's family was powerful, but they were naturally far beyond their reach.

And because, over the years, the Campret family has been incredibly low-key.Therefore, sometimes Brenda thought that the Earl of Campret with the name of the kingdom in his name was actually an urban legend or something.

"So, the nightingale refers to those two birds?"

"Your Earl, do you actually raise a legendary phantom beast like Nightingale?"

"Rather than raising it, I think it might be the nightingale attracted by the earl's playing."

"Play?"

"The thing in front of the Earl looks like a piano key, and it may indeed be a new type of musical instrument."

The people around were discussing eagerly.Until, a discordant voice sounded.

"The bird in the photo is obviously a Phantom Beast!"

"Shadow Sparrow?"

"What do you mean, are you talking about the wrong 'title' for the photos exhibited by Lord Earl?"

In an instant, the originally peaceful discussion environment became fierce and tit-for-tat.

And in such a situation, Brenda suddenly remembered something.

That happened during the tea party the day before.

During the period, Brenda heard that the daughter of a baron family was talking with her friends about an incredible experience she had.

One day at dusk, the baron's daughter, who wanted to go back home, came to a strange mansion because the groom lost her way for unknown reasons.

The gate and main entrance of the mansion are both open, and the interior of the mansion is like a restaurant, but there are no shop signs everywhere.

Just when the baron's daughter was puzzled, a girl dressed as a butler invited her to enter the mansion.

Then, in the mansion that seemed to be a restaurant, the baron's daughter enjoyed a delicious meal that she would never forget.Moreover, I heard a beautiful piece of music in the mansion.

After questioning, she learned that the musical instrument that produced this beautiful sound was called "Nightingale Qin".

And then, the baron's daughter really saw the "Nightingale Qin" and let several nightingales descend on the mansion.The baron's daughter also fed Nightingale with some fresh food provided by the housekeeper, and played with Nightingale for a while before finally leaving the mansion reluctantly.