The traditional aristocracy regarded "Equality" as a joke, but it was not simple for the Brirand family - the rise of this family and several difficulties were related to the commoner magician, and one of the open supporters of "The Theory of Equality" - Letta and Fitney said that there were two opposing nobles, but the two nobles were not opposites, after all, in the upper class of the second-rate family, interests sometimes prevailed above all else, especially the Brirand family was one of such second-rate families. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Oh, I didn't mean that......" Corent, who was not Viscount Brieland, was wary of Fitney's words.

"But you said so, sir." Fettnay was not going to let him go.

The sweat on Corent's face grew more and more, and his movements were a little flustered—he grew up with connivance, and instead focused more on things that were closely related to the family's interests, and it was these sensitive topics that Fitney raised, but he was not strong enough to refute them.

On the contrary, there was a red glow of excitement on Aubrey's face, he did not expect Fitney to "defeat" this enemy so easily—and her knowledge was far beyond Aubrey's knowledge.

"Mr. Korent, what's wrong with you? You look terrible, are you sick? It's really worrying. "How did you talk about that useless thing?" Things are changing so quickly now, and I remember that this article is not as popular as it was a few years ago - why should it care about the words of the civilians! ”

Bazel reminded Korente to calm him down: "Oh, I'm fine! I thank you so much - indeed, these things are nothing to worry about, I just didn't expect Mr. Fred to be so immersed in being a traveler! You're the best traveler I've ever met—and it looks like I've got a lot more to learn from you. ”

Korente has successfully weathered this difficult time.

"Looks like I misunderstood you." "I think it's all fascinating, so I'll want to know more—but I am very sad that you question my efforts." ”

"I swear to you, I will never again—well, I don't think I'll doubt again that we've got a great traveler here to-day—and serve the food!" Korente said softly, and quickly regained his cheerful expression.

Nevertheless Korente lost to Fitney, who had always regarded himself as a great traveler, but it was now known that there was an even better man.

Among other things, the dinner was sumptuous, with many dishes from different territories, including the black bacon pork roll with salad from the Ghodegard Heights, the custard from the Granilla territory, and the vegetable apple sauce with morgan's fish from the seaside Morgan territory.

Desserts were also a delight, and plum puddings that required a high level of skill were unanimously praised.

During this time they were chatting about other things, and Fitney never seemed to find a chance to make Corente feel scared - but it was during this time that Korente regained his self-confidence, and the stories he told them about his travels drew applause from his friends.

Aubrey was discouraged and annoyed at this, and he couldn't help but stare at Corent, who was almost about to notice it all in his gaze, and Fitney gestured to him to quiet him a little.

"Why don't we go and see the rest of this house?" Fitnay looked at the dish in front of him and proposed.

"Are you interested here?" Regaining his self-confidence, Korente felt that he was full of strength at this moment, and he desperately wanted to challenge this new friend and convince him to do the same—hey, didn't any of the other old friends whisper to him and go along with him? "I'm much more familiar with this place than you are, as I say!"

"Not necessarily." "You must not have used all the rooms here," said Fettnay. ”

"Why! There must be no one to take care of here! Corent's tone was rightly clear.

Fitney gave a smiling expression that made the people who noticed her feel a little flustered.

It's not that there's no one to take care of it, but the servants are still the same ones they were - a mysterious person has been paying them to take care of it as if they were there, but not excluding those who casually enter the mansion.

If there had been an order to ban entry here, it would have been assumed that the identity of the mysterious man was His Majesty the King - but the reality was the opposite, so it could be retorted that he was the King, so why was he so sneaky? And they also let these second-rate families treat the room as their own at will, and use the ingredients in those mansions.

"I've heard that Mr. Greider is also an artist, and that he designed most of the buildings in Herrington, and that he has a very valuable collection, which I think is in this mansion - probably some priceless things." This touched the hearts of many, including Bazel, whose beard shook as if to express his approval, "Don't you, sir, claim to know every nook and cranny of this place now?" ”

"Of course," said Corrent, anxious to prove himself to Fitney, "and let us go and see!" ”

The servants opened the door for them very respectfully, and they had no opinion on the matter.

It was indeed an awe-inspiring room - it was spacious compared to many aristocratic buildings, and it was made of carpets and accessories that were not too ornate.

"It's a nice place!" Bazel exclaimed.

"You're wrong, I don't think it's any good - what a bland color! But they are so stubborn that they don't listen to my orders! Colrent's emotions were a little more agitated, and he glared fiercely at the servant beside him, but the servant only bent down respectfully.

It was evident that Mr. Collente wanted to make a great effort to renovate the place, but was rejected by the servants who had belonged to the mansion.

It wasn't a friendly message, and Aubrey's body stiffened, as he could tell that this Corente had plans to stay here permanently.

"I'm going to buy it and wait for my father to get the formalities done—and then I'll get some servants!" Speaking of which, it occurred to me that I had just dealt with a debt today, and soon the old thing's family would be used to pay off the debt—maybe I could pick someone from among them...... Oh, that's not great, after all, it's a gambler's child! Colone then spoke of his intentions, and those words made Aubrey want to rush up and punch him in the face!