"O'...... Lord Austin, I'm really sorry, I just didn't ...... I didn't expect things to turn out like this in the end, I'm really sorry for you. For the next five minutes, Austin's apology continued to endure.

To be precise, it should be the apology of His Excellency Sir Moroji, Moroji Giulitan, and now the Cold Serpent has officially moved from the branch to the master's family, which can be regarded as a name to the descendants of Giulitan. Just the only information Austin gets in those five minutes.

Just when Austin was about to break out, Duke Kuroshio finally appeared, and the cheers of the crowd drowned out Moroggi's voice, which saved Austin from the brink of collapse.

The Duke of Tanzania, "Black Tide", although he has left the army, his iron-blooded temperament has not weakened in the slightest, standing there like a sharp spear standing there, just like the "beacon fire" he is used to, at a glance you can see the rain of fire and blood on the battlefield, and when you walk, you are stepping on the bones all over the ground. His naturally blonde hair did not have a beautiful and fashionable hairstyle like other nobles, and it was still cut into the short haircut prescribed by the military, and each one was as hard and dazzling as steel needles in the sun.

And the child he was holding in his arms was more eye-catching than the Duke of Tanzania. The short blonde hair that had grown out resembled the duke, and the little face was full of innocence, and the innocent smile rippled on his face, and in such an environment, he actually giggled and pulled the beard of the Duke of Tanzania! The breathtaking temperament of the Duke of Tanzania could bring a sense of oppression that even a second- or third-order adult would feel suffocating after approaching. And this newly acquired child can be so calm in such an environment, and his talent is amazingly high!

Although the Tanzani family has become a wealthy family due to the title of duke, it is not a large family in terms of size, and it is not even as good as some medium-sized families. When this son grows up, as long as his talent does not die on the road of climbing, he will be able to become famous at the latest at the age of thirty or so, and then he will be able to completely take over the family from the hands of the Duke of Tanzania, and there may even be a situation of one family and two dukes, and then the Tanzani family will become a real super family after all these years of development.

Although this child is only one year old now, it is a necessary quality for a family head to see at a glance that decades later, even in the prime of life, arrange the aftermath of the funeral.

What followed was a bunch of cumbersome ceremonies and layers of crowds and blessings pouring towards the Duke of Tanzania, and the bloody temperament of the Duke of Tanzania on the battlefield finally dissipated, and the people around him entered a state of happiness.

Austin really felt that he was not suitable for this kind of occasion, and quietly retreated behind the crowd of people, trying to find von Lantlin's traces, but found that von Lantlin had entered the group of people in front of him to congratulate him, because he was quite tall and burly, he could occasionally flash in Austin's sight.

Suddenly, it was as if something had exploded in Austin's mind, and a very helpless sense of loneliness enveloped him like seawater, drowning over his head and suffocating. The whole world seemed to become empty, the scenery around him quickly retreated, the cold azure blue and the faint turquoise in the eyes flickered alternately, and the whole person gradually exuded a palpitating bloody aura, like a trapped beast in the wilderness.

Fortunately, because he had retreated to the rear, and everyone was attracted to the Duke of Tanzania, no one noticed his change.

"Lord Austin - Lord Austin - what's wrong with you?"

Austin was pulled back from that state of confusion by a voice that had been heard five minutes ago not long ago

The first five minutes had harassed him to the point of collapse, but now he was grateful. If this continues, there is no telling what will happen in the end.

It was as if something had broken in Austin's heart, and it was as if something was gushing out of her blood like a clear spring.

It doesn't seem to be the same as ordinary natural ability, and there is a very strange feeling flowing in his blood.

"Os-" After a moment's pause, the voice next to him sounded again.

Austin turned his head helplessly, and saw Moroggi's loyal face.

"Are you still mad at me?" Moroji asked cautiously.

What a simple child. Austin thought helplessly, and replied, "Ah, I'm sorry, I was rude, I was a little distracted just now, I can't find Lord von Lantlin....... can't Mr. Morogie go over?"

Moroji breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Lord Red Pig can just go over, it's the same for a little person like me to get by." Besides, the big guys have to talk about their own affairs, and it was inconvenient for us in the past. So at such a banquet, generally young people will get together, and parents will have their own circles. ”

In Moroji's eyes, von Lantrin was Austen's parent.

"It turns out that there are such unwritten rules, which really broadens my horizons. Austin nodded, rubbing the stiff muscles on his face, and finally changed his face from a contrived smile to his usual indifference with a hint of fierceness.

"That's what you are!" Moroji sighed, "Actually, I hate this kind of banquet too, but I'm a kid of a family, albeit only a sideline." If you will..... may I have the pleasure of introducing you to a few friends?"

"Is that good?" Austin was a little surprised, feeling that their friendship had developed a little too quickly.

Moroji smiled indifferently: "This kind of banquet is originally for young people to make more friends and expand their connections. There are different small groups of young people, and we also have a group called the Young Guards, which is made up of members of the military and the Inquisition, who have a strong faith in God the Father. There is no distinction between identity and status, and no matter what identity they are together, they communicate as peers. You have a noble character and outstanding strength, and I hope you will join us. ”

Austin figured it out and roughly understood, this was equivalent to forming all kinds of gangs in high society, but it sounded better than those naked gangs in the wilderness, and put on an elegant coat.

"It's an honor. Austin replied.