Chapter Twenty-Seven: Above the Aristocracy

Kushner triumphed: "Everyone here is a nobleman - except for the crazy woman just now, of course, if the kingdom of New Tennotiran wants to carry out comprehensive and in-depth cooperation with Jagenke, at least, it should send a nobleman of equal status, or an envoy with a token of the king, right?"

A few sparse cheers rang out in the hall, and more people bowed their heads and fell silent.

The big guy did a good job and stole the limelight from you, and you made a fuss about someone else's identity?

Moreover, the envoys of the charter company are not much different from the king's envoys. This provocation just now is too easy to become the fuse of a war!

Kushner, have you forgotten the power of those two warships of the new country? What if there are twenty?

Of course, no one will speak up for the big man, after all, Kushner's son Luxford is still the co-leader of Jaganke.

Kushner walked up to Duck triumphantly: "Perhaps, my dear Mr. Duck, can you send a reissue of the newsletter and ask the new country to quickly grant you a more decent title?"

Bolmer stood up angrily: "Mr. Kushner, Mr. Duck is a guest invited by my father!"

"I'm sorry, I just thought the threshold for this hall should be a little bit higher-"

The bearded Pede sneered: "Where are the nobles when Adam and Eve are scurrying around in the field bare-chested?"

There was a burst of laughter. But after laughing, there was a strange silence.

Kushner's face turned blue with anger: "Guard, guard! Throw this brute bear out of here!"

Georgina on the side was unhappy: "Kushner, it's not your turn to call the shots here!"

Kushner shrugged: "Please forgive me for being abrupt, but if this place insists on accepting these vulgar, ugly, lowly guys, then I have no choice but to leave." The civilian smell of them is really unbearable. Sorry and goodbye, dear Nana. ”

As he spoke, Kushner turned around in a dashing manner, turned around and left, and when he saw him gone, a dozen or so minor nobles also got up and walked out.

Kushner's face was calm, but he was beating a drum in his heart, if he didn't go, he wouldn't be able to resist it, in case these two big men suddenly attacked, he might not be able to withstand it, and the hero didn't suffer the loss in front of him, so he flashed people first.

As he passed by Duck, Duck suddenly said, "Please stay." ”

Kushner shuddered: "What, what?"

"I have neither a title nor a king's seal, but my experience has created an incomparably rich spiritual world, and from this point I am rich. ”

"Oh, I wish it would be a spoonful of caviar, the cheapest of the kindβ€”the gap between the commoner and the aristocracy, which cannot be filled with lips. If you want to walk in high society, you have to follow the rules of high society. And a knighthood is a pass to high society. ”

"Is this your point of view, or is it Jacques' point of view?"

"No, that's the opinion of all humanity. There is a clear dividing line between lowly and noble, and that is the title, do you understand the title?" said Kushner, who approached Duck and said viciously, "If you don't stay away from Nana, I won't be able to do a copper deal for you!"

"Your aristocrat is on par with the protection money bastards in the alleys of Port Snell in the Kingdom of Doland. ”

"Okay, we'll see. ”

"No, don't walk and see, I guess in a minute or two, and you'll see it. ”

As soon as Dark's voice fell, the waiter at the door shouted: "Mr. Petrarch, director of the Alchemist Association of the Dorand Kingdom and president of the 'Black Holy Land', meet Mr. Darker and Mr. Valentine!"

There was a commotion.

Someone asked, "What kind of organization is this 'Black Holy Land'?"

"The alchemy material dealers on Doland's side are of good quality and low price, and their business goes all the way from Dolander to Taran Heights. I don't know where they got so much material, even the Church of Light has a relationship with them. ”

Petrarch strode in and held Duck's hand tightly with a pair of big hands: "Mr. Duck, Mr. Duck, long time no see, long time no see!"

"How's business?"

Petrarch approached Duck and grinned, "Successful whitewashing! Now, we are legitimate merchants." ”

"Well done, watch out for the Church of the Illuminati. ”

"Don't worry, it's rotten from top to bottom. With your Pillar of Hydra, the high-end alchemy materials are completely in our hands, and a little bit of profit is released, and the church in turn asks for it on our heads, plus the town hall that sees the money and assists, life is smooth. ”

"I'm here for ......"

"Floating islands. ”

Duck perked up: "Are you ready to build a floating island?"

"Snell Harbor is now the stronghold of the Cult of the Illuminati, and the four-story sewers can't stop the Templars, and they can't put their eggs in the same basket. Mr. George and Master West are really clever and clever, as soon as I came, you have already made the way for me, just right!

Duck laughed: "When I need you to make a move, I will not let you be idle, sit down and take a breath first! See your bearded fellow over there? Seberians, I guess they will be very interested in high-quality alchemy materials, go and talk." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Dark, for your help. ”

"Well said, well said. ”

As soon as Petrarch turned around, the waiter at the door shouted for the second time: "Vice Admiral Presto, commander of the fleet of the Kingdom of New Tennotiran, meet Mr. Darker and Mr. Valentine!"

There was an exclamation in the hall.

The albinist in a snow-white navy uniform looked at everyone as nothing, walked in all the way, and greeted Duck with a standard flat-chested salute: "Salute to Mr. Duck!"

Duck is not a soldier, so he is not so particular, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Captain Presto, now you are promoted?"

"You were so miserable at that time! How did you dress up as an Arab? Thank you for not killing at that time. ”

"This can be regarded as a defeat, is it difficult for His Majesty Atavar and Marshal Yupanki to be difficult for you?"

"Nope. Your tact has made the military re-examine its own shortcomings, and now our fleet is stronger, and, after the defeat, the scum of the army with bad intentions have scrambled to jump out one by one, and have been wiped out by His Majesty and the Marshal. ”

"That must be another thrilling story, but it's a pity I don't have time to listen to it, how are they, Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty wants me to convey to you the message: 'Dakeqing, without you there would be no country, and you can choose when you come back and what officials you will doβ€”not the king. ’”

Duck laughed and said, "I don't have any requirements, only one plan, and I need your cooperation." How about I take the money and you take the prestige and honor?"

Presto saluted for the second time: "Obey your arrangement!"

Seeing that the commander-in-chief of the New Special Fleet was in the limelight, he bowed his head to Dark, and the surrounding guests immediately looked at each other.

Someone whispered: "It may be to create momentum for yourself." Understandable. ”

Another person disagreed: "Even if this is the case, it can only show that the new special country is very concerned about the overseas trade of merchants! With the support of the state, the businessmen will naturally be bold and can do things easily -- what business does this Mr. Duck do? He is a good person and should be a reliable partner." ”

Kushner hated it so much, Duck was really shitty lucky, he happened to know the commander of the fleet, and he cooperated in such a play! This must have been discussed!

However, bigger blows followed.

Valentin had just arranged for Presto to sit down, and the waiter shouted for the third time: "Mr. Feida, the ambassador of the Arabic Empire to Jagenk and the vice president of the Feida Chamber of Commerce, meet Mr. Dack and Mr. Valentine!"

The audience was in an uproar.

Valentine stood up in shock. All the people at the main table stood up, and so did the people in the hall who followed them.

The ambassadors of the Alaba Empire are alarmed?

Big guys are so big!

Feida wore a white robe in the traditional style of Arab, and appeared in high spirits: "Mr. Dark, long time no see, are you okay?"

Duck returned the salute to him: "Lord bless you, my dear friend. Chocolate is a good deal, isn't it?"

"Thanks to you, the sales are very good. Your share of the income is deposited with the Chamber of Commerce for the time being, and when you need it, just say hello - His Majesty Imani has always been thinking about you. ”

Dak smiled: "Stop, stop, Hassan has died in the belly of Kunshabi, and now there is only one Dak who has nothing to do with it." ”

"I don't know what you want to do when you come to Jagank, if not, the vast land of the Empire is ready to welcome you to settle down. ”

"I'll think about it when I have time. Sit, sit down. ”

Now Kushner is completely honest, although he is the son of the current governor of Jacques, Rusford, but after all, he is just a higher-ranking gentleman. And these powerful figures in front of him, any one of them, he has to greet him with a smile, and it is his turn to be arrogant?

This time, this damn big man! The hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, and after passing this hurdle, he will slowly find a way to clean you up.

While everyone's attention was not on him, he quietly moved his steps and wanted to slip away.

As soon as he moved, a thunderbolt from a sunny sky thunderclap fell.

The attendant shouted for the fourth time: "Secretary of the Cult of Light, the Pious of St. Leonid Mountain, and the Pope's envoy, Master Hickstu, meet Mr. Duck and Mr. Valentine!"

The screams of the mountains and tsunamis resounded throughout the audience.

Cult of the Illuminati, Cult of the Illuminati?

The force with the largest fist and the hardest waist pole in the whole continent!

Can you move the Cult of Light envoys?Is the big man the Pope's illegitimate son?

Kushner's mouth could fit an egg, and Georgina was dumbfounded.

This time, even Duck was so frightened that he stood up.

What's going on with this god assist?

Moved it all out, Riley and Isabella are too capable, right?

Someone finally regained his senses and asked, "What the big man just said is not a story, is it true?"

As soon as he said this, he regretted it, most people were still sleepwalking, and a quiet sentence was really like thunder in the silent hall.

Dark, of course, heard this, he laughed a few times, and waved his hand: "Fake, they are all wonderful adventure stories! How can mortals do so many heroic deeds?"

The bearded Pede laughed heartily: "Aristocrats, in front of heroes, what nobles, they are all bear!"

Suddenly, sycophants flew and the words were flooding.

In the midst of the chaos, Valentin and Bolmer, father and son, looked at each other and nodded.

Bolmer politely said to Darke: "Mr. Dark, I'm sorry, if there are no special circumstances, our cooperation between us will end here." ”