Chapter 2: Lord Winster
The waiting room of the Lord's Pavilion was empty, and the masonry structure and aged tables and chairs complemented each other.
Ma Qiya picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup, and the aroma of inferior tea was strongly rushed out, mixed with the smell of the surrounding dust, which really can't be said to be high-grade. The walls are hung with crossed axes for decoration, and red flags with coats of arms tattooed, and from the high, narrow windows, a mild orange-red
As for this tea, it is not known whether it was because the lord did not want to spend money, or because he deliberately used the inferior tea that was commonly drunk back then for the sake of feelings.
Elliot was a little nervous, perhaps because this medieval style of dΓ©cor reminded him of the seriousness of a soldier. In fact, he was born in the military, and his father was none other than the famous red-haired general of the empire. But Eliot likes music by nature, so he was obviously born in Wumen, but his body is thin. The reason for coming to the military academy is also because my father said that if you want to continue the road of music, you must go to a military school, and the Toruz Military Academy is a school with a fairly complete music curriculum.
Surrounded by the military aura he didn't like, it was no wonder he was nervous.
Faye and Laura sat across from each other as if they were angry, still neither of them spoke, but Zeno raised his head excitedly, looking around at the structural point of the building, where the explosion could achieve the best effect with the least amount of gunpowder. Yue and Rui went to book a hotel and traveled here to accompany the students.
Because there was a precedent: Machiahs, the son of the commoner councillor, was placed under house arrest by the aristocratic faction, as a material for attacking the plebeian councillor, and the lord here is also a nobleman, so it is better to take multiple precautions.
In order to ease the atmosphere, Elliot tugged at the corner of Marchias's clothes and leaned his head over: "Marchias, what kind of person is the lord here?" β
After all, Marchia is the son of a plebeian chief, and he will have more or less an understanding of the nobility. As the saying goes, the people who know you best are your enemies. Marchia saw the aristocracy as a thorn in his side, and naturally had a deep understanding of them.
"W-what do you say?"
Rarely, Marchia showed a troubled expression, he poked his temple with one hand, his eyebrows furrowed all over, and he made a dull nasal voice of thought.
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"To be honest, I can't remember. I have an impression of the name, Earl Winster. But the rest of the information is not impressive. He's really not a well-known type among the nobility. β
This made Eliot nod his head, and he didn't ask, but it made You curious.
The earl is no longer a low-level title, since there is such a medium title, he will definitely attend social balls often, or create his own image, so that he should know about it.
But he didn't know that Marchia's memory game was well understood, and this was the man who was tied for the first place in the grade with Emma. He will forget about this nobleman, which shows that this nobleman is not a flamboyant person. has a title that is not low, but the style of acting is very low-key?
I'm getting more and more curious.
Just as he was thinking about Lord Winster's possible persona, his keen ears heard the laughter of ahhahahaha in the empty hallway.
Bang dang.
The door to the waiting room was pushed open with a loud bang.
I saw a man in a fancy dress rushing in with a smile on his face.
"How many of them are interns at Torlouse Academy? Oops, what a young talent. So, you are the team leader? Not bad, this kind of temperament, very good, I like you very much. Do you want to work with me after graduation? Preferential treatment! β
Like a cannon, this man enthusiastically pasted in front of You Chensi, looking like he was a student.
You didn't rush to refute him, and looked at him seriously, only to see that he was only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a warm smile on his face, and his blue eyes and blonde hair gave people an ordinary feeling.
That's right, it's ordinary.
There is neither arrogance nor domineering, neither handsome nor magnificent.
He's just an overzealous guy.
Such a person is Lord Winster?
Swim is somewhat lost. I thought it would be a more calm character.γ
"Well, are you Lord Winster?"
Equally frightened was Eliot, who seemed to be full of longing for this mysterious nobleman, only to be wounded by the harsh reality.
"Lord? No, no, I'm not Lord Winster~ I'm just an insignificant propaganda minister. Please also take this - the sea breeze and ruins of the island of Brionia, you are welcome to visit at any time. β
He said so cheerfully, and stuffed a wad of colorful pieces of paper to Eliot, and everyone took a look, only to see that it was printed with the seascape of the island of Brionia, and it was written "70%" in bright red letters, and next to the 70% red letters, it was the traditional black and white "Whole territory discount, as long as the original price" ......
It is a discount ticket.
It looks like you'll get a 7% discount when you spend at a store on the island of Brionia...... Want to attract travelers?
At the same time, there was also a thin brochure, the pictures on it can be seen at a glance, after a lot of beautification, blue sky and clear water, monuments, as well as photos of couples playing in the water, as well as a combination of scholars who are discussing academics, the cover is written in a big way: "Welcome to the island of Brionia".
Everyone was speechless for a while, should I say that I really deserve to be the Minister of Propaganda? Spare no effort to promote here.
I said...... Carlos, don't cause trouble to others. β
Suddenly, another voice came from the door.
This time it's a woman's, with a little bit of anger in it.
Everyone looked and saw a blonde woman in a bright red men's uniform standing with her chest crossed, her face full of helplessness. Beside her, the two soldiers guarding the door saluted her, could it be......
"Ah, Lord Winster. Are you done?! β
"Ah...... Trouble is dead. Dealt with it casually. β
The woman, who was called Lord Winster, came over while rubbing her hair, and her soft hair, which seemed to be shining, was made a mess by her.
"Oh, oh, how can the lord be like this, come, you are our signboard! Come on, I'll help you sort it out. β
"You're ...... enough"
"Not enough, not enough, please be sure to allow the contemptible people to take a picture, if it is published in the brochure, and then the first beautiful earl of the empire is advertised, there will definitely be more people coming! The revival of the Winster family is just around the corner! β
With that, the Propaganda Minister conjured up a guide camera out of nowhere, and before he could press the shutter, Lord Winster clicked and grabbed the lens.
"How many times have you said that...... It's okay to do anything like that. The Winster family has been revived, and my work will increase again...... So please don't let it revivenation. β
In a few words, everyone was so confused by this unusual lord that they didn't know what expression to show.
No wonder she is rarely rumored, and it is estimated that she rarely attends social occasions herself. The main way for nobles to exchange information is to hold banquets, and if you, as a nobleman, often do not attend banquets, then no one will care.
Moreover, listening to the conversation between the two, the Winster family seems to have declined, a declining family, plus the previous point, it is no wonder that other people don't understand this lord at all.
However, I was very interested.
Capable people often have all kinds of strange habits. He himself is an example of this. Judging from the details he had seen before, he really didn't want to believe that the lord was a little girl who didn't care.
Lord Winster is younger than the Minister of Propaganda, maybe younger than Sarah, or even younger than You, wearing men's luxurious clothes, but he does not have the temperament of an aristocracy, but instead shows a lazy taste in his bones. His eyes are always drooping, skimming around, and he doesn't like to look at the Minister of Propaganda very much. There was a sound in his mouth, and he yawned from time to time.
Maybe it's because you've noticed someone else. Lord Winster stopped chatting with him. looked at the group and nodded, "You are the students of the Toruz Military Academy." This is a task that I have put together for you to be suitable. β
She handed a folder with a one-horned lion on it under her arm.
"Where you live, you can live in the Lord's Pavilion. There are so many empty rooms, you can stay wherever you want. If there was nothing to do, I would go back first. β
Saying this, the lord actually turned around and left while yawning! This unexpected action suddenly stunned everyone in Group B, and the Propaganda Minister also called her anxiously twice, wanting to catch up, but he was embarrassed to leave the guests, so he could only watch the lord leave and smile at everyone in Class 7. (To be continued.) )