Chapter Twenty-Four: The Hiltons
The province of Edinburgh was the most prosperous of the six provinces of the glorious empire. Edinburgh City, the provincial capital, is the richest and richest city in the country.
It is said that gold is everywhere here; It is said that 10 people are pulled out here, and 9 of them are Monopoly; It is said that even those who sweep the streets and watch the gates here earn more wages than the rich people in the countryside; Reputedly......
These plausible rumors have attracted countless people who dream of becoming rich overnight to come to Edinburgh to pan for gold, adding to the city's excitement and prosperity.
The lord of Edinburgh City, Grand Duke Mattesias, is also the de facto ruler of the province of Edinburgh. He was originally a soldier, and with the strict discipline of governing the army, he managed the territory under his rule. As the provincial capital, Edinburgh is of course extremely safe under the nose of the Grand Duke. What's even more rare is that he deeply understands that the management of the territory cannot be copied from the army. Therefore, the Grand Duke used a large number of excellent management talents to assist himself, and kept the entire territory in order, so that everyone lived and worked in peace and contentment, so he was deeply loved by the people.
As a large city known for its commercial prosperity, the Hilton family, as a large merchant, naturally has a reputation and status in Edinburgh that far exceeds its earldom.
On this day, the Hilton family's mansion was full of lights and joy. Not only the family lineage and collateral, but also some distant relatives, or families or forces that are close to the Hilton family, were all invited to participate in a grand celebration reception.
Fortunately, the Hilton family may lack anything else, but there is no shortage of money. The mansion covers a large enough area, and all the items needed for the banquet are extremely abundant. Even if there are many guests, it is more than enough.
The reason for such a big pomp is that the Hilton family has recently recruited a young strong man. This strong man is said to have been personally found by Viscount Owen, the next patriarch of the Hilton family. He was unbelievably young, only sixteen years old. Its strength is even more powerful, I heard that he once defeated two silver fighters alone!
Wow!
The first reaction of people who heard the news was to let out such an exclamation. The second reaction is unbelief.
A sixteen-year-old bronze fighter can be called a genius. Sixteen-year-old Silver Fighter, or even Silver Fighter or above? When has the Brilliant Empire ever produced such a supreme genius? Don't say that the glorious empire can be counted on two hands if it can reach this level.
Most of these supreme geniuses are the "sons of God" of the gods, and they are also the inevitable candidates for the pope of their respective churches. And the few who remain are also heroes who lead an era.
Such a level of talent can be recruited by a mere Earl family in Hilton? And is it the unscrupulous Viscount Owen who is personally in charge?
Hehe, believe it or not, I don't believe it anyway.
No matter what kind of thoughts you have, you are your own people, or you have a very close relationship, so naturally you won't talk and ask questions. Whatever the host likes to say, we just go along with it. Why bother to be more serious and annoying.
Anthony and his party arrived in Edinburgh yesterday, and after a day's rest, the Earl of Silvio hosted a grand welcome reception for the rising star of the Empire.
In fact, preparations for this reception began a few days ago, and the invitations to the guests were sent out early. From the moment Anthony agreed to Count Silvio's invitation, he had already sent someone back to inform him of the good news and prepare for the reception.
At this moment, Anthony was sitting at a table at the top of the inner hall, next to the Count Silvio, who was on the throne. On his other side, he was accompanied by Viscount Owen. On the Earl's right-hand side was an old man with a white beard and a majestic face.
This old man is the previous patriarch of the Hilton family, and the current family Dinghai God Needle, the silver fighter Andres? Hilton!
The rise of the Hilton family is a matter of recent decades. This is also the reason why some aristocrats who are jealous of their wealth and secretly call them "nouveau riche". And the beginning of the development of the Hilton family originated from this Andres? Hilton Elders.
In business, the emphasis is on harmony and wealth. However, when others want to compare the size of a fist with you, not only can you not make money, but it will make others feel that you are weak and deceitful, and you will become even worse. At this time, Andres, who was the patriarch at the time, relied on his strong personal strength and iron-blooded style that was not afraid of death, and stubbornly fought his way out of the business territory that had been carved up by various forces, and got a piece of cake belonging to the Hilton family.
It can be said that it was Elder Andres who laid a foundation for the Hilton family with his fists. Although when the family's business entered a stable stage of development, he found that the method of rushing and killing was no longer appropriate, so he retreated bravely, giving up the position of patriarch to Silvio, who was more adept at management. However, the entire Hilton family is full of respect and gratitude for the pioneering hero of this family.
In addition to the former patriarch, there are also the two younger brothers of Count Silvio, and the two counts who are closer to the Hilton family and have the same status.
There were eight people in total, just enough to fill a table.
The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors. The guests in the hall were half-filled, and began to gather in twos and threes, talking and laughing quietly. In such an occasion, it is normal to meet some business partners or potential partners. A lot of big business is done in a similar social environment.
At the beginning of the banquet, Count Silvio had already solemnly introduced the newly recruited young genius of the Hilton family. Of course, his age and strength are highlighted. The Count held this grand welcome party to show Anthony the importance and sincerity of the family towards him. The second is also to show his "muscles" to the outside world.
Therefore, everyone is talking more about the high-level professional who is only 16 years old. It's just that the eyes, tone, and expression all reveal a trace of suspicion.
Sitting opposite Anthony, the third brother of the Count of Silvio, Alberto? Hilton stood up with the wine glass in his hand and said to Anthony: "I heard from the eldest brother and Owen, Mr. Anthony single-handedly defeated the two silver fighters Alfredo and Bernabeu, and his strength is unfathomable. If my Hilton family can get the help of Mr., it will definitely be like a tiger with wings and its strength will reach a higher level. Come, let me toast Mr. Anthony again. β
There have been several times like this before. The people at the first table, except for Owen, took turns to toast him. Fortunately, he had a good amount of alcohol, otherwise he would have fallen down a long time ago.
Anthony stood up, raised his glass, and was about to speak. There was a sudden chuckle of "snort" from the side.
Anthony looked up, but it was a tall man in his 30s at the next table. I saw him with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his appearance was dignified. At this time, there was a disapproving expression on his face.
Count Silvio once introduced Anthony to the main member of the Hilton family, this tall man named Gabriel, who was the earl's nephew, Alberto? Hilton's eldest son.
Seeing that everyone's eyes are focused on themselves, Gabriel? Hilton was not panicked at all, but rather a little proud of being in the limelight.
I saw the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he faced Anthony and said, "As my father said just now, Mr. Anthony defeated two silver fighters. I don't know what price is it now, sir? Silver Intermediate? Or Silver Advanced? It won't be the realm of the Golden Fighter! Hahaha! β
His tone was flirtatious, and anyone could hear the questioning of Anthony in his words.
Count Silvio was very dissatisfied, no one else had come out to dismantle the stage, but his own people dug up the pillar first, what did this Gabriel want to do? Just as he was about to stand up and shout loudly, a hand suddenly came down from his shoulder and pressed him to his seat.
The Count turned his head in surprise to see the former patriarch Andres shaking his head at him.
Anthony looked at the provocateur silently, and Gabriel's heart was weak with his calm gaze. He said lightly, "I am the Bloodline Inheritor. β
Bloodline inheritors are not fighters, and there is no rank division of iron, copper, silver, and gold.
Although Gabriel was a little flustered, under the watchful eye, his face did not allow him to retreat like this, so he had to bite the bullet and continued: "It's a pity that Alfredo and Bernabeu, the two silver fighters, are out of business and are not in Edinburgh City. Otherwise, if you can see Mr. Anthony's battle with the two silver fighters, I believe it will be very exciting. β
The two Silver Warriors belong to two Earl families, and both are dedicated to the general transcendent status. Even the two counts had to be polite to them. Where can you invite a "fight" like a performance at will. Gabriel's words were already questioning and mocking mercilessly.
Anthony's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous light shot out of his eyes.
What does this fool mean? He was the one who was personally invited back by the Hilton patriarch, and this Gabriel was also a major member of the Hilton family, so he would have such obvious hostility towards him?
He turned his head and saw Count Silvio with an angry face, the hand he had on his shoulder, and the owner of the handβa face that looked calm, like Andres, the former patriarch of Hilton who had not happened? Hilton.
Anthony looked back, his face was as heavy as water.
Is this a disadvantage? Since you dare to let the horse go, then don't blame me for cutting down your horse!