As they turned, they passed through the majestic gate of the castle, which he now passed in his carriage, carved with flames and ceremonial motifs.

The main thoroughfare of the castle seemed to be much wider than the usual road, enough for two or three horse-drawn carriages to enter and exit.

There are dim spell crystals in the passage that faintly illuminate the road, but it is also enough to keep people from hitting the solid black hard wall headlong, fortunately, this triple partition iron gate passage used for city defense is not long, and the nobles in the past can enter the huge main hall that can accommodate nearly 100 people for dinner and has the height of a two-story house after only a few bends.

It is actually decorated with a large number of magnificent carved stone pillars, and even the patterns and badges on various thick wooden tables and chairs also reveal a long-standing aristocratic atmosphere.

The golden color of the lights reminded Garcia of memories in his mind.

In the past, a large number of aristocratic social drinking parties were held here, and those aristocrats with hormones would confirm each other's hidden hunger and thirst under the stimulation of alcohol, and look for suitable "prey" for each other.

The "prey" were either some young and white and delicate aristocratic ladies, or some of them were scheming, on a night when they were sweating profusely in bed or in the woods, to prepare to put on a solid green top hat for the other male nobles who had brought their ladies.

The tapestries and stone carvings on the walls of the hall are various reliefs that praise the virtues of the gods and nobles.

Like what.

Prometheus, the wise god of tradition and patron, brought the seeds of civilization to the nobility, and then asked the nobles to elect the wisest king to tie their own people, the story of other gods helping humanity build their homeland, the great king accepting the oracle to lead the army to humiliate and drive away the evil devil, and even the ancient heroic epics and fairy tales of the AIDS race.

In general, they all show the "justice", "fairness" and political correctness of the aristocracy leading the people.

And the carvings are lifelike, the subtle proportions of each character's facial expressions, the lines and textures of the modeling muscles are round and full, so that people can understand at a glance what role each person plays in the story told by these reliefs!

Baron Garcia couldn't help but sigh that although the ancient AIDS people had such exquisite carving skills, they even created a unique "magic talisman" technique that has been handed down to this day.

But the great nobles in those kingdoms have already gradually decayed, and they only know that they are greedy for comfort and pleasure, and they have no ambition to expand their territory for three hundred years.

Since the syndicate behind the city of Sarn brought the [Compulsory Maritime Trade and Trade Treaty] by force, harvesting the grain, magic raw materials, and ores of the countries of the continent at the cheapest wholesale price, and only a small part of it was handed over to the royal family as a symbolic tax burden.

After those members of the royal family were frightened by the overwhelming legendary power of the other party, they also became a group of pot-bellied pigs and parasites, which relied on the huge deep-sea port trade along the coast and the huge transaction tax brought by it every year.

Moreover, there are nearly 30% of the so-called coastal "emerging capital aristocrats" in the kingdom who have donated money after making a fortune by relying on maritime trade, and these gradually increasing new nouveau riche classes without background have made their entire group more and more decadent and comfortable with the illusion of singing and dancing.

The fat and ointment that the hinterland lords scavenged from the poor would rather be used to shape a large number of stone statues that would "go down through the ages" than to invest in the construction of the villages in their territories, because they also needed a lot of gold coins to buy all kinds of luxury goods transported from other continents to maintain the same luxurious and decent aristocratic life as those "new nobles".

So much so that all the noble castles and the farmsteads and towns outside are simply two completely different worlds that distinguish civilization from barbarism and backwardness.

But Garcia is a thoughtful, driven, and motivated nobleman.

Because he has an amazing secret.

He had just crossed over from a republic on Earth three years earlier and possessed the body of a baron who had been secretly poisoned by someone - a black-bellied young man who was studying at university.

So it has not yet been corrupted by the rotten aristocratic hedonism of all evil antiquity.

In other words.

He is still full of ambitions to expand his territory, and has not fallen into the aristocratic low-level promiscuity and wild fun, becoming a male creature who only thinks of squirting white liquid, and he is also an excellent democratic republican young man with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, beauty and labor.

But.

To complete his own transformation of the world's aristocracy and revive the great democratic republican ideal, it is a little too difficult for him, a former game otaku and dick.

Although he has not seen the great crossing of those obscene messes to conquer the world and overturn the three mountains of oppression on the people, it is easy to say, but there is no professional knowledge to do.

Even to make a glass marble to pretend to be natural jewelry, he didn't have enough knowledge of chemical smelting, and he tinkered for three years without any results.

David Lu tried his best to recall that he had read a book that used the soil method of boiling lard to make soap through the saponification reaction of grease.

Even if David Lu still remembers the general practice of more than a dozen dishes, but not long after opening a small restaurant in the territory, after being learned by other nobles, he poached the special chef he prepared with a high salary within a few days, and even bought the grassroots managers of the restaurant to steal the new style of welcome and publicity.

Although everything is not going well, after all, the ancestors of this body still have enough accumulation for him to spend.

Later, with a large sum of gold coins, he invited a sixth-order wizard to come and teach him the spells that interested him the most in this world.

When he was ready to wait for himself to become a high-level mage, and then use force to flatten the surrounding territories, and advance the great cause of democracy and republic, he was tested to only have the lowest spellcaster talent, and he had to spend dozens of times the time and money of others to have any hope of learning a few spells to become a low-level mage.

This made his heart cold directly, and when he learned high-level spells across the continent, he would have been buried in the ancestral grave of his family and turned into dry bones in the mound.

In the end, he could only comfort himself, the lower ones worked hard, and the upper ones worked hard, ready to establish an underground organization, and slowly infiltrate the surrounding "working people" and slaves.

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