New Year's Gifts: An Adventure (4)

"Remembering the heroes. Gianna bowed slightly to the nobles who were holding wine glasses and eating the delicate food on the table beside her. But Zhao Mian, who was following her, didn't have a good impression of these guys who were playing with what should be precious food, although he came here from a distant earth, although he understood that under the current political system, these low-eyed and insatiable nobles in front of him had an absolute need for existence, but he would never show any good feelings for them. On the road of adventure, he not only saw the beautiful scenery of every place, but also saw the beautiful souls of the simple people, but at the same time, he also saw enough aristocratic style.

"Remembering the hero, Gianna Proudmoore. "Let me take my words back, this fellow is a disgusting fat pig, and the image of the so-called nobility is completely lost in him, both from the wet marks on his collar and from his round face that is flushed with a flush. What's more, this guy, as a baron, actually looked Gianna up and down with unabashed presumptuous eyes, no matter what her identity was, this kind of behavior itself was only done by those young and vigorous gentlemen.

"Remember the hero, son of Duke Leskova. This occasion is not suitable for hands-on, and whether it is from identity or other aspects, Zhao Mian deeply understands that if he does it, it may lead to a series of consequences - he is just disgusted with politics, so he does not like to participate in it, but this does not mean that he who has been adventuring outside all the year round does not understand the cattleness between these nobles. So he only took two steps forward, squeezed out the way of the few nobles who were gathered around—they looked familiar with the nobles of the Leskova family—and stood in front of Gianna, blocking the other party's rude gaze with his own body.

Wow, we all know that no man wants to be looking at a guy who is beautiful in every sense of the word, and suddenly a man bursts out of his way to block his view - and besides, this man's appearance and figure are simply fierce compared to the gentle lady just now. So, the nobleman, who did not have an advantage in height, raised his head with some extreme displeasure, and looked at the man in armor in front of him with his fierce eyes - after all, even if there was a fight, most of the people around him were his father's henchmen, and they would definitely help him.

"Remember the heroes! I don't remember that anyone would have been able to enter the throne hall today, let alone be dressed like you—" Baron Leskova looked up and down the armor on Zhao Mian with a sneering look, and paused for a moment on the slight scratches on it, "-oh, look at you, let's review your territory again—or did you actually take it from the poor undead who didn't have much left but the skeleton?"

There was silence on the field, as if all the voices were silenced by Baron Leskova's words, and even the Baron, who was now drunk from excessive drinking, felt a little wrong with himself, he opened his arrogant eyes, looked back at his companions who should have been standing behind him, but now had already blended into the crowd, and then caught a glimpse of Gianna who was sighing behind Zhao Mian's armor.

"No matter how rare my presence in this city may be, and no matter how rare I am in every political council, I can never remember a single Stormwind law that allows a baron to insult a duke with his actions and be unharmed, Baron Leskova. Zhao Mian's voice was unusually calm, there was no trace of anger or strangeness in his words, he was just quietly saying these words, and even the surrounding crowd unchecked the wine glass in his hand in disbelief, allowing it to fall to the ground, accompanied by a crisp sound, turning into crystal all over the ground, "But I forgive you for your rudeness, Baron." After all, you are just too stupid and too young, and in your world, war has long since become a ridiculous fairy tale, and the soldiers who have given their lives for your safety have become a matter of course. Well, of course I know what you're going to say, because you're a nobleman, and what you need to do isn't charge at the front line, it's the kind of thing that makes those pathetic mud legs do what they should, and for the sake of all your luxurious clothes and cherished furs, those guys pay for granted. So, well, maybe you can do something that you should be able to do as a nobleman. ”

Zhao Mian stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of the baron in front of him, the heavy armor left a dent on his fur coat, he looked around him, those nobles avoided his gaze, but Zhao Mian didn't care, but shouted directly: "I will ask King Urion to arrive after he arrives, and ask him to temporarily entrust my territory, Raven Ridge, to the glorious Baron Leskova in front of me, the son of the Duke of Leskova." Of course, it's not just adventurers who need to be paid, but when you ask someone to do something, a little bit of reward is naturally needed. Despite the unusually noble nature of the baron in front of me, who might even refuse my payment, it was impossible to stop me from paying. As the original lord, it is an unshirkable responsibility to temporarily leave his jurisdiction due to some needs, so I will leave this agent for three months' reward, which is 20,000 gold coins. I hope he has a very solid foundation as a nobleman, as you know, the undead disaster in my territory is very serious. ”

"Crown!" Gianna shouted with a frown, because Zhao Mian leaned over to pat the baron's shoulder, she reappeared in front of the others, she put one hand on Zhao Mian's outstretched arm, her eyes met Zhao Mian, behind her, under the huge pressure, the baron, who had gradually come to his senses, was cowering and wanted to retreat, but the force exerted by Zhao Mian's hand made his actions impossible. "You know the situation better than they do, you know what to do and what to put aside, so-"

"So, what were you talking about?" a low voice rang out from behind the crowd, and at the sound of this voice, the nobles present unanimously moved out of the way, and at the other end of this not very wide road, the highest magnate of the kingdom stood - Varian Ureon appeared at the door of the throne hall.

"Oh, it's not ......," Gianna hurriedly spoke, trying to explain, rather anxiously.

"It's not a big deal, Varian. Ignoring Gianna's words, Zhao Mian said directly, "It's just that there are some small differences of political opinion between me and Gianna, don't worry, this is not the first time this problem has arisen, and this will not be the last, we will deal with it between us." ”

"I hope so. Varian nodded, and made his way through the crowd toward his throne.