Chapter 10 All eyes on the public (medium)

Augustus, who had no prominent status in his previous life or in his life, naturally could not have any intersection with the powerful people who sat in the VIP seat and had the right to overlook the common people, but it did not mean that Augustus did not have the idea to try to understand this group of superiors who stood above them and overlooked them.

It was hard for the group of soldiers in the square who were enthusiastically chanting in the face of the appearance of the city lord Urgat, that Augustus, who had a low status and rarely had the opportunity to contact the magnates in the city, could directly hand over the names, surnames, and clans of at least one-third of the magnates in the VIP seats, and some of their most proud deeds.

This is naturally not a fuss for a noble boy who has been trained in strict aristocratic etiquette since childhood, but for a commoner who can't even touch the threshold of nobility and can't even see it, this is a very rare thing that is worthy of amazement.

For the nobles who are now in high positions, Augustus does not have the slightest cynical thoughts, so Augustus can restrain his fear of this group of nobles and look for every possible opportunity to get close to this group of nobles.

Augustus has always taken to heart a sentence from a movie in his previous life, and he has thought about it and tasted it again and again in his past and present life - I have spent my whole life trying not to be very careless, women and children can be careless, but men can't.

What a wise saying!

It is a wise saying that is extremely true for both politicians and careerists who are full of power.

Carelessness is the best friend of death, and in this life Augustus did everything in his power to keep himself away from them. This sentence can be said to have been engraved into the marrow of Augustus, which is why Raphael lamented that Augustus would definitely be an impeccable politician if he was born into an aristocratic family.

Augustus's gaze swept over the magnates in the VIP seat, and if he hadn't been careful enough, he might have missed the middle-aged man who was almost overwhelmed by Raphael's gorgeous and holy temperament. It was a middle-aged man with a golden cane, about fifty to sixty years old.

The reason why Augustus would pay attention to this middle-aged man who did not exude the slightest aristocratic temperament was not because of the unfamiliar face, but because he had seen this nobleman with extraordinary speech and demeanor on the castle tower yesterday.

Augustus had some surprises. The guard who disdained him yesterday turned out to be the servant of this noble lord, Augustus shook his head and chuckled, what a shit luck guy!

This is a mysterious but absolutely noble nobleman, and the answer to Augustus is self-evident, whether it is from the eyes of the other middle-aged men sitting on the golden cane, or from the fact that the white cardinal Raphael occasionally looks at the great man, and a bold guess comes out of Augustus's mind: perhaps the great man is a guest from St. Peter's city.

Eight knights, who had won the approval of many ladies and celebrities, reined in the reins on the high platform directly in front of Stiroland Square, and made a beautiful hoof motion, but few of them looked at them at this moment, and all of them looked at the ugly black-robed man riding a black Alpine horse behind them.

The black-robed man glanced calmly up and down the square. Raising the iconic mechanical arm and waving his hand into the air, the square immediately emitted a terrifying cheer suddenly fell silent, no one spoke, and everyone's eyes moved with the beautiful Alpine horse.

At this moment, Augustus truly felt the unparalleled and terrifying domination of this hideous and ugly city lord in Alder City for the first time. No one can do this anymore, looking at the man in the square who is not strong, but who is like an unfathomable dry well, Augustus is very convinced.

All eyes are on Urgarte at this moment, and he is a well-deserved protagonist. The white-clothed bishop Raphael of St. Thomas's Church, the second person in the city, who had already gotten up, was already waiting for the city lord in advance in front of the entrance of the VIP seats. Also an old friend of his.

Although Raphael has always been unconvinced by this old friend, he has to sigh lightly about the influence of this old friend in Alder City.

All eyes were on the lord of Urgat, who was strolling leisurely in the square, including Augustus, who was paying close attention to the nobleman with the golden cane, but he swept his eyes over the nobleman. Augustus keenly noticed that when the nobleman looked at Urgat, the ruler of Alder City, there was a playful look in his eyes.

This is not the look that a subordinate should have when he sees a superior!

The highest seat in the VIP seat was conspicuously vacant, and this seat was not suitable for everyone to sit on, only the lord of Algart City, the lord of Algard City, was qualified to sit on the Iron Throne.

There is also a vacant seat under this Iron Throne. This seat was not for other magnates, but was owned by Cardinal Raphael, the Church Father from the Church of St. Thomas.

And what about the owner of this seat? At this moment, they were in the limelight of everyone and passed the groups of dignitaries who had already stood up in the VIP seats. Walk towards the seat that symbolizes supreme authority.

At this time, I don't know who shouted, and immediately the silent and frozen Stiroland Square immediately became a sea of cheers. However, the place where the greatest cheers were made was not in Place Stirolan, but a short distance from the square, where the crowds of city residents were watching the event with expectant eyes.

Their cheers even drowned out the voices of the more than 3,000 recruits in the square, especially hard.

Glory can't come out of thin air, there is never a free lunch in the world, Augustus has always been such a person, although he is very sure in his heart of hatred for this lord of Urgart who tampered with his fate, but Augustus has to admit that Urgart is indeed worthy of the applause and cheers he has today.

A hundred years ago, Edward III said to Prince Ostics, the future imperial god of war, Prince Otis: If you don't know the stumbling block of the Demacian Empire, I will take Demacia Emperor as your fief.

The Empire, with its extreme tenacity and talent for combat, seems to have been born to stand in the way of Noxes' conquest of Valoran.

As the lord of the Demacian Empire, the Gavin royal family is the opponent of the Noxian Empire who wants to eradicate the assassination at all costs, according to the statistics of the administrator of the Demacian Empire, Noxus carries out at least thirteen assassinations of the Gavin royal family every year.

And the most dazzling achievement of this general Ergart, who has countless glory and merits, is to defeat Jiawen IV, the son of Gavin III, the lord of the current Demacian Empire, and also capture this brave and warlike prince, if it were not for the arrival of the dreadnought legion, the strongest legion of the Demacian Empire, Jiawen IV would have died at the hands of Ergart.

With such a strong stand, there is no reason why Urgarte should not be valued by the Empire, and there is no reason why he should not enjoy flowers, applause, and power.

One thing is clear in Noxus, as long as you have amazing skills and abilities, you can become a superior person, not only in the mundane empire, but also in the Holy See.

One of the three dark giants of the Inquisition, Vladimir, who wields the sword of killing, is an outsider, but he controls the sword of the Inquisition, the Night Watch.

Looking at the not burly but absolutely powerful back, Augustus muttered to himself, "When can I get to that point and stand above all beings?" ”

"Lord Ergat, Lord Ergat!"

The deafening sound awakened Augustus's thoughts, and the fanatical worshipping soldiers chanted Urgat's name, and the atmosphere was pushed to the highest point at this moment, and the enthusiasm of all the inhabitants of Stirolan Square and Alder City was instantly ignited with the appearance of Urgat.

Raphael and Urgarte's peers couldn't help but shake their heads, and underestimated in their hearts: "What a dazzling and radiant guy no matter where he is." Usually Raphael would definitely tease this old friend, but today Raphael is not in the mood, he is looking forward to what kind of expression this Ergarte, who is full of solemnity and domineering, will have when he sees that person, and he continues to move forward quietly. (To be continued.) )