The Quentin Hotel is not big in Beiwang City, and it is even a little inconsistent with Austin's identity, let alone a person like Norinsa who can be regarded as a person who covers the sky with one hand in Beiwang City.

The big guys have more than ordinary people to pay attention to their pomp and circumstance, and those who are pure and have few desires and obviously have a lot of money but love street stalls, either have developed a habit from childhood, or have something unspeakable, or have a sick brain, at least that's what Austin thinks.

Norlinsa didn't mean to slack off in choosing this place, there are not many hotels that can still open with peace of mind during this period, and the Quentin merchant group behind the Quentin Hotel also needs great courage, but at the same time, it is also an opportunity to make friends with all parties, after all, real bigwigs rarely come to this kind of place.

When Austin was pushed into the Quentin Hotel, he saw that it was crowded and full, and at a glance, all the big people from all sides of Beiwang City were feasting guests, and it seemed that the Quentin Hotel was the highest standard of food during this period. Austin was a little disgusted by such a scene, and motioned for Davix to hurry into the private room.

Some people recognized Austen, and when they saw his style and somewhat pale face, most of them smiled and greeted, and those who wanted to make friends would have their business cards sent by their servants later.

Entering the private room, the first person to enter Austin's line of sight was also in a wheelchair, and behind him stood a servant woman pushing a wheelchair, and the hands holding the back of the wheelchair were also very stable when holding the dagger. That's right, it was Bai and the old woman who stabbed Austin with a sword that night.

Austin nodded at the dialogue, Bai was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to greet him first, thinking that the other party was his target, he didn't think it was definitely a bit absurd, but he still responded, as if nothing had happened.

Then there was the man sitting in the main seat, a man in his forties, dressed in a black military uniform, who had been in high office for many years with a natural majesty, whose thin face was cold and stern and frightening, and whose thin lips were pursed into a thin line, and who looked like a man of few words.

There are three escorts sitting next to him, two of them are tall and burly, with obvious marks of the army, and they are talking in a low voice; the other person has clear eyebrows, always with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, listening to the conversation between the two people next to him and nodding frequently, and he doesn't care if anyone pays attention to him, he unconsciously turns the pen with one hand, and there is a book with a black cover on the table.

Seeing Austin come in, the three of them quickly stood up and saluted Austin.

Austin replied and said to the man sitting on the main seat: "This must be Lord Norlinsa's executioner, right? I heard that my lord sat in the position of executioner at the age of thirty, and he has made countless great achievements over the years. It's just that the villain is injured now, and he can't stand up and salute you, so I hope you will forgive me. ”

Norlinsa also stood up, with open arms as if he wanted to hug something, a stiff smile on his face, wanting to express his kindness, but it only made people feel more strange: "Mr. Austin doesn't need to be so polite, just call me sir, you are young now, you have won the trust of Lord von Lantling, and you will be even more prosperous in the future." It is also an honor for me to meet such young talents as you. ”

His tone was calm, and he said a long paragraph without a pause, like reciting a written manuscript, which made people not feel the slightest sincerity.

"Hypocrisy, both hypocrisy. Davix laughed out loud behind Austin, quickly lowered his head and hid his face in the shadow of his hood, muttering in a voice that only Austin could hear.

Austin glared at him, then politely replied to Norlinsa, before ordering Quirav to lead Blackwing to a random seat outside the door.

Davix pushed Austin into the seat, and the moment he took off his hood, he revealed that bright face, and there was a strange style between a smile and a smile, and the other three men who accompanied him couldn't help but show a sense of amazement.

Bai Kai smiled and said, "Three young people, your eyes are not normal. This Mr. Davix is Mr. Austin's aide-de-camp, don't look at the family's faces...... He is delicate and lovely, he is an authentic man, and half of the reputation of the 'Wild Wolf Baron' in the royal capital belongs to this little master with an unknown reputation. ”

The smiles of the three were a little embarrassed, and Davix frowned invisibly when he heard the description of "beautiful and lovely", but he didn't say anything.

Bai originally just wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but he was usually in the legion, although he also had the title of nobleman, but he didn't participate in such gatherings much, and his gangsterism far exceeded the cultivation of nobles, so he felt a little wrong when he spoke, and then said: "According to the current aesthetics, Mr. Davix's appearance is more pleasing to girls than you three boys!"

Everyone laughed, which was considered to have dissolved the temporary silence, and Austin smiled: "I didn't expect our two brothers to be famous, and the military masters in Beiwang City have heard of the two of us." ”

The title of "military master" amused Bai, and he felt very appetizing, and Zhongzheng's peaceful voice unconsciously raised, becoming quite heroic in singing about wine, although the wine on the table was still firmly sealed in a transparent glass bottle, rippling with an amber luster.

The host of the banquet was left out in the cold, but Norinsa did not mind, and after greeting Austin as usual, he returned to his seat, resting his chin on the table with one hand and tapping lightly on the table with the other, like a good and grim critic watching a ridiculous comedy of low creativity.