Wallace was also stunned when he saw this group of funny goblins, but he immediately guessed that these eighty percent were clowns hired by the Huwen family to perform for fun, and they were specially responsible for stirring up the atmosphere and using them to curry favor with General Zuode.

So he turned his head and swept his gaze to Michelle, and said mockingly: "It turns out that this is the helper you found, and it is really a 'very strong army'." Where's the hill trolls? Why aren't they here? Oh, by the way, you're going to get in trouble with the city guards pulling those disgusting big things down the streets. ”

At this point, he no longer paid attention to Michelle, who didn't react, but set his eyes on the little ogre that he had been "deliberately" ignored before.

"If my guess is correct, you are the little guy that the Huwen family just found, and sure enough, your little face and Amanda's 'slut' are almost like a mold printed, and it is really collectible. Well, come and be my pet, at least you won't perish with the Huwen family. Of course, it doesn't matter if you refuse, anyway, when you are sold into the slave market, I can buy you back. But by then, you'll probably not even be a pet......"

The mouth kept talking, but Wallace's hand reached out to Goron's face, as if trying to caress his cheek, just like he did with the girls of the old street at night.

The young duke's actions instantly tugged at everyone's heartstrings, the black-robed magician had already prepared, and several instantaneous protective counterattack spells were in a state of activating at any time, it was not that he expected that the Golon side would definitely do something, after all, it was difficult for the other party to have that kind of courage. It's just that Wallace's identity is too important to be missed, so the old mage has never dared to have any negligence.

It was his prudence that saved his master.

At the moment when that damn hand was about to touch Goron's cheek, a surge of killing intent burst out from behind the little ogre, and the killing intent from the powerhouse of the Sanctuary almost condensed into substance, sweeping towards everyone like a slaughtering sword.

The old mage threw out all the magic he had prepared, almost instinctively, and then collapsed to the ground, shivering. It was normal for an elderly priest with a weak body to be baptized with the killing intent of the Sacred Sword Saint at such a close distance.

As for the protected Young Master Wallace, he finally did not die under this blow. And then the pride and dignity that he has cultivated over the years has allowed him to remain on his feet, but all he can do now is stand.

With the power possessed by the Shainkman family, it is not true that they cannot compete with a powerhouse of the Holy Realm. However, at this distance, in this situation, no matter how powerful the forces behind Wallace are, they can't change their fate of being killed in seconds.

Wallace was arrogant but not stupid, and he didn't want to gamble with his life on whether the Huwen family was so crazy and stupid.

Goron didn't speak the whole time, and after Wallace stood stiffly in front of him, the little ogre reached out and gently stroked the cheek of the boy, but his eyes didn't look at his face, and his expression fell into deep thought, as if he was hesitating to think about something.

Seeing his expression, Wallace's body suddenly became cold, as he guessed that Goron was hesitating about something.

This little monster with a beautiful face that did not look like a human was considering whether to pinch himself to death on the spot, and when Goron's palm slid to his neck, Wallace suddenly felt that the sleek and soft palm was simply the soul-locking scythe on the Grim Reaper's neck.

"I! I promise that the Wallace family will never again be an enemy of the Huwen family, and I swear by my surname, 'Schinkman'!"

The movements in Golon's hand suddenly stopped, he raised his head slightly, looking at the eldest young master whose expression suddenly became excited and serious, it seemed to become more hesitant.

Wallace was able to stand out among the large number of family members, gain the attention of the old duke, and faintly become the next generation of family heads and heirs to the title.

And he clearly felt at this time that Goron was not planning to blackmail and intimidate himself, let alone be afraid of the forces behind him, he was simply weighing whether killing himself now would cause too much trouble for what he was going to do.

"I, I'm willing to support the Huwen family, no, I'll do my best to convince my grandfather, Duke Schinekerman, to let him come forward to protect the Huwen family, I'm willing, I'm willing to cooperate with the Huwen family, no, it's an alliance!"

Hearing these words, Michelle on the side finally couldn't hold her breath, she leaned into her nephew's ear and whispered a few words. Goron was silent for a while, then finally nodded, and then continued to caress Wallace's cheek with his palm, a standard aristocratic smile flashed on his face, and said, "Dear Young Master Wallace, there seems to be something wrong with our carriage, can you let us transfer to your carriage?"

After the transfer, there were several more passengers in the carriage, and Wallace's men were all casually pushed aside by Alex, and he and the elf druid sat on Wallace's left and right, and this position belonged to the servants and guards.

The eldest young master of the Shainkman family didn't dare to say a word, the iron-blooded killing intent exuded by the sword saint beside Fang Cai was terrifying, but it was not enough to disintegrate his heart wall, what really made him creepy and frightened was a trace of hesitation unintentionally revealed by the little ogre Fang Cai. It was not killing intent, but it was deeper than any killing intent, not intimidation, but it penetrated the soul more than any threat and intimidation.

The carriage continued to move, passing through various illusions and expanding spaces along the way, Michelle and Alex's expressions became more and more serious, and even a trace of uneasiness gradually revealed from Michelle's eyes, it is no wonder that the layout here seems to be for display and coolness, but in fact, if there is a war, this place will instantly become a large labyrinth of murderous illusions, if you think that you have won the victory by breaking through the castle gate, the enemy will probably die here. To put it more bluntly, if they weren't sitting in a special carriage now, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to go back the way they came.

Even the absent-minded Goron couldn't help but marvel, although the layout here was not worth mentioning at all compared to the magic emperor's handwriting he had seen, but compared with the mandala castle of the nouveau riche Huwen family, the heritage and accumulation between the wealthy families were still suddenly revealed, and this was by no means a level gap that could be smoothed out by relying on the accidental rise of one or two generations.

Walk forward for a while, suddenly there is a splendid antique hall, hundreds of stone pillars of five people hug the whole hall, there are no doors and no windows here, the melodious singing and dancing music is more and more lingering, from time to time there are the songs and laughter of the female dependents.

There is no doubt that the building in front of it is the main venue of this "Dragon Slaying Feast".

The carriage was parked in a special area, and several people followed Wallace and entered the main hall under the bow of a group of servants.

There were surprisingly many people here, everyone standing in a large and open space, taking a glass from a passing attendant or sipping or drinking from time to time. The aristocratic old ladies and acquaintances gathered in groups, chatting casually, enjoying the performances of the artists, but they were all looking forward to something. It's just that General Zuode, who is the master, doesn't know where it is.

Goron and his party were the center of attention as soon as they entered, but when they saw Wallace Schhangman, most of them smiled politely and turned their heads away.

Although Wallace has a duke background, he is not Duke Schinkman himself after all. This time, the object of General Zuode's banquet was not too low, and people who had nothing to do with the Shainkman family naturally didn't have to care too much about this stinky young master.

However, this changed as Michelle and Goron were noticed following Wallace.

Michelle is the patriarch of the Huwen family, which has become the focus of the conversation nowadays, and most of the people here have seen Count Amanda with their own eyes, so naturally they will not ignore Goron's surprisingly similar appearance.

As a result, more and more eyes were focused on these people, and the atmosphere suddenly became stagnant, and even the singers and dancers seemed to notice the change in atmosphere, and they stopped playing the harp bagpipes in their hands and stopped singing the songs.

Finally, a handsome man with elegant manners came up and greeted Wallace with a smile, "Isn't this Wallace? ”

Wallace's expression suddenly became extremely humble when he saw this person, and he greeted him in a flattering manner, and replied respectfully: "Prince Dior, I didn't expect even you to come, I happened to meet Lady Michelle and Young Master Goliath on the way, and I just happened to meet Miss Michel and Master Golia, who had a carriage breakdown, so I asked for your forgiveness." ”

"Prince of the Imperial Family!" Golon's heart shook, and he suddenly remembered the warning made by Sister Anna, this time the conspiracy against the Black City Chamber of Commerce had people from the imperial royal family intervening, and I don't know if the person in front of him would also be one of his enemies, and he had information about the big boss Cassandra.

At this time, Michelle and Alex also stepped forward to greet the prince, and they seemed to know each other. Prince Micheldio was seen smiling politely, without showing contempt or hostility or being too close, as an ordinary prince would when he met a viscount.

But when he heard Alex report his name, he was stunned and asked suspiciously: "I do know that the Ford family has a talented child who goes to be an adventurer, but he shouldn't be as old as you, right?

Just from this sentence, you can see what a powerful person this Prince of Dior is. Although Alex was born into a family of marquises, his family itself is very low-key and is gradually declining. Although Alex has a good talent, he is far from being shocking and can attract the attention of the imperial capital aristocratic circle, and even fewer people know about him being half forced to leave home to become an adventurer, but this Prince Dior can say so many things about the Ford family just by virtue of a name, which shows how much he controls the imperial capital aristocratic circle.