"You're that Roddy, aren't you? I'm Catherine of House Burton. There have been a lot of rumors about you in Evta, and they all say that you have become a guest of Duke Sally - hehe, that makes those untouchables like to discuss, I don't believe in that kind of nonsense..."

Roddy raised his eyebrows, not quite understanding the other party's path.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm just interested in your previous deeds... Well, do you have time to go to my manor and have a good chat?"

As she spoke, she licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, her fingers seemingly unintentionally across her chest, her eyes full of ambiguity.

Roddy swallowed in fright.

In fact, this was completely his fuss: most of the nobles in this era were very open, and the young men and women who didn't know each other at the banquet looked at each other and had a "one-night stand"... It was as normal as drinking water and eating.

However, after being surprised, Roddy only felt a little funny, shook his head and said: "Miss Catherine, I am a baron from a marginal territory, and those things are just rumors, besides... I'm already engaged. ”

"Hehehe, engagement, tsk..."

Catherine's smile suddenly turned cold, not to mention engagement, after marriage, the nobles who ran all over the place with children were all kinds of cheating to find women, Roddy's reason was really bad. She opened her mouth and was about to continue to say something, but seeing Roddy's invulnerable appearance, she snorted coldly, turned around and walked away.

As soon as the delicate folding fan was closed, Catherine didn't take a few steps to come to her best friends, and these aristocratic ladies who were also wearing heavy makeup, lace corsets, and long skirts immediately gathered around—

"I can't imagine that Catherine will also be rejected one day~"

"Aren't your big breasts winning, and why doesn't it work against this hillbilly?"

"Go and go, don't come to provoke me, I am willing to lose the bet, and the set of jewelry will be given to you." ”

It turned out that Catherine found Roddy entirely because of the gambling contract with her sisters, to put it bluntly, these deep resentful women are too boring, and they feel funny to see Roddy's alternative existence, so they "draw lots" to push someone out to tease.

"How's that?

"I feel like a fart, I'm a fool, my chest is about to fall out, and his eyes are not crooked, I really wonder if he likes men..." You look at his clothes, as if you were afraid that people would notice him. ”

"Oh, you're angry because you've been rejected, aren't you?

"Less, I don't use all my strength at all, these men... They're all like wild dogs, you throw out a little bit of meat, and they'll come wagging their tails and cut them. ”

The Bolton Territory was one of the wealthier territories in the south of Evta, and as the daughter of the lord, Catherine had a high status among the women, so no one joked about her anymore - after all, in the eyes of the nobles, the meaning of Roddy's existence was just a "joke".

Smile and throw it away.

Luo Di naturally didn't know what those women were thinking, he was looking at the two lords who had just appeared in front of him at this time, and greeted warmly: "Viscount Anru and Count Borach, I really haven't seen each other for a while, and I was quite surprised by the 'gift' you gave me when I said goodbye." ”

He laughed, as if the two nobles had really given him some treasure.

An Ru, who originally wanted to be sarcastic, suddenly had a wonderful face, he paused with his mouth slightly open, and then replied with a forced smile: "Where, Baron Roddy said with a smile." But this time... Is it to give Duke Sally a boost?Baron Roddy can't help with the matter of the Cohen Mountains, right?"

This is a-for-tat answer, everyone knows what the other party is doing, and some things don't need to be explained at all.

"The Cohen Mountains, you mean the mountains next to the Da Vinci Forest, do you have anything to do with this safari?"

Luo Di looked at him with a puzzled expression, and this rhetorical question immediately made Anru and Borachi look at each other, but after thinking about it, they didn't think it was like pretending: according to the thinking of ordinary nobles, the fewer people who knew about the "Fuser Silver Mine", the better. It's normal for Sally to think anything if she wants to monopolize the Fuser Silver Mine without telling Roddy.

"Heh, I just said the wrong place, and my brain is not very good. Tomorrow is the start of the safari, I hope Baron Roddy will have something to gain and enjoy... The joy of safari. ”

The two didn't bother to continue to greet each other, and left straight away after throwing down this specious threat. Roddy looked at their backs, a sneer on his lips.

"With all your exploration knowledge... Gee. ”

He shook his head and sat down in the armchair beside him.

At the same time, on the Cohen Mountains, more than 40 kilometers away from the venue, groups of slaves were "clanging" into the depths of the mine amid the shouts of the overseers.

Because the time required by Viscount An Ru and others was too urgent, the "pit support" that originally took half a year to complete could only be hastily supported with wood at this time - there were a lot of temporary piles of wood outside each mine, obviously waiting for the hole to be dug deep to support it.

The miners worked day and night, and the rare silver that was excavated was constantly sifted out, and was recorded in the accounts by the steward who belonged to the Viscount of Anru, and then carefully put it away. The urging of the overseers echoed in the light of the clusters of torches, and it was in a similar state to all the other mines in the kingdom, all repeating the monotonous toil.

However, in several mines, miners continue to report strange things they have encountered:

"Lord Overseer, the rock formations have suddenly hardened, and they are all black stones, and it is difficult for us to dig them..."

"Don't give me a reason!After digging for so many days, tell me today that I can't dig it?!"

"But—"

"Smack!"

The sound of whips waving interrupted the miners' displeasure and inadvertently drowned out the flapping of the pintail snip's wings in the air, while Nata, the wood elf riding on the big bird, struggled to widen her eyes, using her "night vision" talent to memorize the location of the pits marked by torches in her field of vision.

Soon, the dark shadow quietly returned to the brightly lit city of Pacaro.

"Auction?"

At the banquet that was still going on, Sally frowned and looked at Viscount Anru in front of her - after the lengthy greeting ceremony, the highlight of the "Ownership of the Fuser Silver Mine" was about to take place, but what she didn't expect was... These aristocrats actually chose the form of "auction".

"Baron Panini thinks that it will be difficult for him to fully exploit the resources of this mine, so he is willing to put it up for auction, and of course, half of the final auction amount will be counted in the tax revenue of the territory and delivered to you. ”

That sounds fair. But when she thought about it, Sally's face darkened...

The information on her side is incomplete and opaque, and her funds are not not rich compared to this group of allied nobles, and these two fatal flaws alone are enough to put her at an extreme disadvantage.

Refuse?

Sally is not in a position to veto everything at all, as long as the words of "refusal" are spoken, then this mine will definitely be completely lost to her, and her goal of going so hard to reach Vincy's territory will be completely unattainable.

So now she had to say yes, and looked at Roddy as if asking for help, but the latter was talking to the wood elf at the edge of the banquet hall and didn't seem to be aware of Sally's predicament.

"We'll have an auction right here in an hour, everyone will be watching, and the list of lords who are eligible to bid is here, hopefully... Duke Sally can expect to have the harvest tonight. ”

Viscount Anru handed out a piece of parchment, and he smiled sincerely, but the banter in his eyes could not be concealed, which made Sally extremely bored.

At this point, the warm-up of the banquet was almost underway, and the music played by the orchestra changed from a soothing concerto to dance music, which meant that the whole banquet was about to enter the stage of "induction" - usually the "induction" was started by the person with the highest status in the banquet, so when the music sounded, most people turned their eyes to the lord of Evta...

Sally was already in a bad mood, and couldn't help frowning when she felt the gaze around her. She had no interest in dancing at all, and was about to excuse herself when she opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, the figure of Viscount Senna appeared in front of her.

The heir to the most influential aristocracy in the south of the kingdom is personable, and his "image" alone can be said to explode all the other young talents present, and it is obvious that he is not without reason that he is like a fish in water in aristocratic circles.

Senna's appearance seemed to be expected, and the other nobles who had been preparing for it immediately stopped the idea of inviting Sally to dance. Senna looked around, gently brushed the extremely dazzling ice blue dress, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned with an undisguised smugness.

"Senna, Lexrich, von Milno, I wonder if it would be a pleasure to invite you, the beautiful Lord of Evta, to open this grand banquet with you?"

The tongue-twisted and complicated vocabulary was a compulsory course for the nobles to compliment each other, and Senna had no resistance to a high-ranking and beautiful girl like Sally, and all kinds of thoughts came to her mind from the first sight. However, at this time, he looked like a decent gentleman, and instead of using the "kiss hand salute" to show his goodwill, he bent down and performed the noble salute in a proper manner.

For the average aristocratic girl, such an elegant young man must be the first choice of her dance partner, but Senna knows... It's not so easy to succeed on your own.

Sally shook her head unexpectedly: "I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well, so I won't dance today." ”

The answer without even a word of humility was very blunt, but the Seine City Mansion was not shallow, and the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he immediately replied: "For such a grand banquet, I am afraid that no one dares to say that he is qualified to dance the first dance, right?" To put it mildly, with the beauty and wisdom of Duke Sally, I am afraid that he is the only competent lord present. ”

The silent persecution made Sally's brows furrow slightly, and the son of a foreign lord ran to his territory to show off his might, which was simply a slap in the face, but looking at the other party's appearance, I am afraid that a straightforward refusal will no longer help...

This is the flaw of the young lord's lack of prestige: if Sally had half the power of her father Angmar, where could she still allow such a character to bounce in front of her at this moment?

The nobles at the scene looked at the two of them meaningfully, and no one planned to come out to dissuade them... Obviously, everyone was waiting for Sally to make a fool of themselves.

But just when the two were silent face to face, a word suddenly broke the deadlock.

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