(There's no motivation, is it a burnout period?) Look at the pirated guys, I don't know why you who didn't put me on the shelves but why you voted for me, anyway, it doesn't cost money)

The lord, dressed in formal attire, was in the hall and received the envoy from Dublin again. The young man, who represented Madame Butterfly, glanced curiously at the round table in the hall, and then turned his gaze back to the baron.

It's really interesting, this Baron Fanzhuo, between his words, always uses the sentence structure of the ancient imperial nobles, giving people an extremely retro feeling. In this world, there are probably only those wealthy families who have been inherited for thousands of years, and they will still use such a polite and cumbersome way of speaking. Fortunately, although his family is down, the basic etiquette has not been thrown away. but not to be rude in front of the baron,

Of course, Madame Butterfly herself is no different.

It's just that it's strange that there is a round table in what should be a long table. If he was really a nobleman who paid attention to tradition, how could he make such an obvious mistake in the hall?

Sensing the inquisitive gaze of the messenger, the baron smiled mildly, but did not answer. And this envoy, naturally, is impossible to ask.

Of course, Sinloth wouldn't tell him that his table had been shattered by some bastard priest. And such a long table, the materials are special, and it is also very difficult to make zuò. Not to mention that Desmond doesn't have that kind of wood at all, and even if it did, it would be time-consuming to make. I had no choice but to ask Lin Dengwan's guy to help him make a round table to make up the numbers for a while - speaking of which, that lame man really has some skills in his hands. Not only is the car driving good, but even the carpenter is doing well.

Sure enough, it's worthy of me Desmond, are they all monsters?

It seems that you can consider letting him teach those bear children some real things. By the way, what are that guy's attributes, why have you never paid attention to them.

The baron kept thinking about it, but on the surface he still maintained his own etiquette. The lord sat down on the throne: "Claude, pour a glass of water for this messenger, he has worked hard from afar, don't lose the courtesy of Fanzhuo." ”

"Yes, sir."

The same young butler bowed and left the hall. A moment later, the butler returned with a wine bottle. The butler, wearing white gloves, carefully poured the clear liquid from the bottle into the cup in front of the baron, and of course, the portion in front of the guests, he naturally would not forget it. After doing this, the butler bowed gracefully and retreated behind the lord.

"Lord Fanzhuo, you are so polite"

At this time, the material is relatively scarce, and the lord entertains guests, and it is generally enough to use wine. What's more, he's just a messenger. The last time he came, he had already tasted the gift of God.

Yes, a gift from God. The liquid in the cup was so clear that it was as clear as the stars in the sky had shattered and fallen into the water, shimmering faintly in the cup. With his shallow experience, he really can't taste what this is. The liquid with a slight chill entered the throat, and the whole body cheered. The fatigue of the long journey also turned into nothingness in this beautiful liquid. The mouth and tongue were soaked in this enchanting cold fragrance, and they didn't want to move at all.

Xinluo looked at the messenger in front of him, the enjoyment on his face, and he couldn't help but want to drink a little of the things in front of him. However, considering the origin of this thing, the lord shivered, and still forcibly pressed his left hand, which was dead.

He vividly remembered Nanoka doing her homework as she swung her hammer and smashed countless petals into mud. The mosaics were then poured into a bubbling black thicken, and after a little stampede, Nanoka poured them into a sealed iron box. After a violent explosion, I got this thing in front of me, of course, at that time, this thing, it was black, and it had an incomparably foul smell.

After a while, it faded to black and became the crystal clear appearance it is now. Although Nanorka said that, theoretically, there is no problem with drinking this thing directly, and it tastes good. However, the baron, who witnessed the whole process of making zuò, how dare he drink this thing!

Thankfully, it's just a by-product. For the sake of that charming little gold coin, it is not unbearable.

"Ahem" The baron coughed twice deliberately, waking up the intoxicated messenger: "I won't say more nonsense, the last shipment, I don't know if Madam is satisfied?" ”

"Ah, satisfied, of course satisfied. By the way, these are the money from last time, please accept it, Lord Baron. The messenger clapped his hands, and the servants who had come with him carried the boxes into the hall with great difficulty. At the baron's signal, Claude stepped forward and opened one of them. The eye is full of golden light. The eagle of the Empire, shining with an intoxicating light, dazzled the baron's eyes.

Sure enough, monopolies are the best to make money. In particular, it is still a woman's money that is earned.

"Very good, please reply to Madame Butterfly, I did receive it. It's just, those last time, weren't worth so much, right? The baron nodded in satisfaction, the perfume was not a surprise to him. However, no matter how crazy those women are, they can't afford to pay so much.

"Yes, not so much. But because you gave too little perfume last time, and the owner's friends liked it very much, because of this, the owner and a certain lady were very unpleasant, so the master liked that you could provide more this time. ”

Tsk, it's so terrifying that a woman is crazy and dares to break directly with a powerful earl. Under normal circumstances, even Duke Eddard's wife has to maintain a superficial friendship with Madame Butterfly, right?

I really don't understand them.

However, some make money, which is always good. At most, Nanoka will be kept busy for a while, and the ingredients will be nothing more than wildflowers. It can be assigned as homework and keep those energetic bear children busy. However, it should be noted that this girl likes to stay up late in order to catch up with the schedule. You'll have to keep an eye on her, and besides, the cellar environment is always worse. It seems that we have to think of a way to renovate the half-abandoned towers.

The baron's mind wandered again, but he still replied to the envoy with an earnest face: "This is natural, if it is Madame Butterfly's wish, I hope Madame understands that it is not easy to make this thing, so in terms of quantity"

"I understand, adults don't have to be embarrassed. Madame had already instructed that as long as the adults could do their best. ”

"In that case, then I don't have much more to say." The baron nodded, his black pupils staring at his butler: "Claude, go and take out all the contents of my box." ”

"Yes, sir."

The butler agreed and withdrew from the hall, and when he came to the cellar, he whispered to the wooden door of the cellar with a blank face as the baron had requested: "Nanorka likes her father the most, and her sister who likes to sleep is a fool." ”

Silently, something dangerous dispersed.

The butler's heart was inexplicably relieved, and he gently pushed open the wooden door. Sure enough, at this time, the second lady was in class with her classmates and was not in the cellar. As if he had not seen the strange stove boiling in the cellar, the butler went to the wooden box in the corner of the wall, and took out five of the full boxes of jars.

The butler took one last look at the disorganized, littered cellar. There was a glint in his red eyes, however, he did nothing and silently exited the cellar.

As a housekeeper, you have to turn a blind eye to something. But it is clear that his cultivation has not yet reached home, and he may be able to tolerate the existence of a magician under the master to whom he is loyal. But apparently, he still couldn't stand a room that was so dirty that he couldn't tidy up.

It's a challenge to his aesthetics.

Ahh But the baron forbade him to touch anything in the cellar!

"Sing to me, dear muse, the cool breeze blows through the woods, the cool breeze blows through the woods, it widens my heart and awakens my heart"

The blue-haired Count was immersed in the world of poetry, and he recited aloud psalms of praise. He was so focused, immersed in the beautiful world of poetry, that he couldn't detect the whispers of the students underneath.

The Count himself may have been very charming, but alas, he taught the most tiring poetry lessons for children.

Randy is not stupid, even if he has no foundation in the imperial script, in just half a month, he has mastered a lot. But the Vikings, who preferred to wield knives and guns, were obviously unable to comprehend the splendor of imperial culture. He poked the back of the classmate in front of him and asked in a low voice, "Hey, Schunazel, what the hell is Teacher Blublan talking about, why don't I understand it at all?" ”

Schunazel, who had the best grades in theory classes, ignored him, and the boy, like his teacher, squinted his eyes, as if he was also caught in it? Randy poked for a long time without getting a response, so he had to give up and turn to his sister and ask, "Cornelia, what do you think?" ”

"It's so handsome."

"Huh?"

Randy followed Cornelia's gaze and noticed that the purple-haired girl was not concerned with the Count's handsome face, but with a garter belt on his left knee?

"I really want to, such a handsome Lord Arien Hurd looks so good when he wears it, and so does Mr. Blubran. It would be nice if I could bring it one day."

The purple-haired girl covered her face and blushed in shame at a garter. And Randy, a barbarian, said that he couldn't understand the aesthetics of the Imperials. Although it is true that girls look good in suspender stockings, what is the situation when men wear them? Although Arien Heard did look heroic with that one - no, if it was Arian Heard, no matter what she worn, it would look good, right?

However, if Roland also wears it, it is completely unacceptable!

Are the knights of Desmond perverted? Or is it that the great Baron is actually a pervert and forces his men to wear it?

A few days ago, he laughed at his man's sister-in-law, who was finally a little feminine, but now that he thinks about it, he may need to wear it in the future. The red-haired boy was terrified, biting his lip and considering the possibility of escaping Desmond.

However, he naturally couldn't do it alone, and the boy knew that even the strongest Viking warrior couldn't go whaling alone. So, the boy's gaze wandered, ready to find a companion for himself. The Siblings of Shonazel can't be counted on. The other girls are very obedient and shouldn't be with him. Especially Ellie and Nanorka, who are the daughters of the lord. Since both of them were dozing off in the back, simply don't wake them up. So, are there only a few boys left?

Vaji and Varudo sat behind him, unable to contact him for the time being. Then, the guy in front of him is left.

"Hey, Dudley," Randy whispered, poking his classmate in the front row on the back. But this fellow, though not as obsessed with poetry as Honazel did, focused his attention elsewhere.

This guy was staring at the carriage that had just left the castle.

"The carriage has become lighter"

"Huh?"

"Look, look at the ruts. Outside Desmond Castle, it's all dirt roads, so the ruts are obvious. When the carriage came, the ruts were so deep. And now to leave, only so shallow. They must have unloaded something very heavy. But what is it? What is the purpose of their coming to Desmond, no, this matter must be reported to the headmaster. ”

"Please, they're here to find the lord."

Randy has a headache, it seems that this classmate is not very reliable. With too much attention to detail, it's always easy to overlook things that are obvious. And this guy has a lot of respect for the lord, and it seems that he can't count on him to escape from Desmond.

Randy lamented in his heart, and the red-haired boy thumped his chest, but before he could come up with another solution, he was lightly kicked in the back.

Who is it? Who kicked me!

Randy looked back and saw a face as delicate as a doll, but expressionless. The girl looked at him with her eyelids hanging and her eyes blank.

It's Sharon.

"You're so noisy, you can't sleep."

Bastard, you can't sleep in class yourself, can you kick me! Randy twists his face and decides to pinch the guy's face a few times in retaliation. But as soon as he stood up, he heard an excited voice.

"Oh, oh, oh, I didn't expect that the first person willing to answer me was Randy. It turns out that the Vikings also liked poetry? It was so surprising to me. The world is so beautiful, but those mediocre people always can't find the lost beauty in life. And what we have to do is to collect these treasures one by one and show them to the eyes of the world, this is love, then, Randy, tell the teacher, what do you think. ”

I didn't even listen

Randy scratched his ears and cheeks, he really didn't like the poetry course, and he didn't listen to it at all, how could he answer. Thankfully, Schunazel has also withdrawn from the world of poetry. And in the face of Randy's pleading gaze, he, who has faintly become the leader of the bear children, really lives up to Randy's expectations.

"It's the heart, teacher. As long as we have a loving heart, we can brush away the eyes that are obscured by the world and feel the reality of this world."

"What a brilliant statement. I have to say, Schunazel, you are such a genius. Although Sinloth has praised you like this, I still have to repeat it, for the sake of your excellence, I decided to give you another little red flower. However, don't slack off, keep trying. ”

The lord once said that if you collect ten red flowers, you can make a request to him. And as long as it's not too much beyond his ability, he'll be satisfied. And only the teacher who teaches can have the power to give safflower. Sinlos is reluctant to cramm his students, he prefers to let them play to their strengths. With material benefits and glory among classmates, students are attracted to strive in their own fields.

Maybe it will work, right? I didn't know what he could do, and all he could do was to quietly wait for time to tell him an answer.

Let's not talk about him in the future, anyway, the count is excited at this moment, as if he has found a soulmate. He happily flipped through the roster of students and drew a flower bone again behind the name of Schunazel. Even with the previous one, this is already his fifth flower