Lord Yale, the only son of the White Grand Duke, has just turned eighteen years old. According to the normal habits of human society, after the son of a nobleman reaches the age of eighteen, according to his father's rank, he can get a corresponding noble title to show his identity. Especially like the son of the Grand Duke, who should be born with a noble title.

But Lord Yale, because he is half orc, the current king has never given him a formal title of nobility, and he can only be called Lord now.

The noble rank of lord is not among the five noble ranks of the prince and the prince at all, but is only used to refer to the sons of those very low-end nobles.

's father is a grand duke above 10,000 people under one person, but he is still just a lord who does not enter the stream, which makes Yale itself angry.

This time, he came to the capital star from the remote border star field, and it was on the orders of his father, the Grand Duke of White Roland, that he came to face the current king, that is, his own uncle, to ask for his rightful title.

The current king naturally avoided him, Lord Yale has been coming to the capital star for almost a month, and the current king always presumes that it is inconvenient to meet if there is something to do, and then asks other noble children to take him to eat, drink and have fun at the banquets of the major nobles in the capital star, in order to appease.

The current king did not want to give Yale a formal title of nobility, because this would undoubtedly make the Saint-Teresan Empire ridiculed by outsiders, and his indecisive personality made it impossible for him to simply reject Yale and let him go home, so he could only drag it out.

After a delay or two, Yale was brought into the aristocratic banquet of Earl Aiken. Count Aiken also looked down on his bloodline, deliberately arranged him in a small corner, gave him all kinds of isolation and difficulties, and then took the opportunity to ridicule him in all kinds of ways.

If it weren't for the "earthquake" this time, I'm afraid that no one would have spoken to Lord Yale at all, let alone such a rude thing as Lord Yale throwing a jar of wine directly at the head of another duke's son.

At the same time that everyone was shocked, Lord Yale stood up and laughed roughly, "Hahaha, see who dares to talk about my father and my mother!" ”

This kind of "rude" behavior immediately made everyone present frown, they are all aristocrats who pay attention to "etiquette" and "morality", how can they say that they will do it?

Even if you really want to do it, you should first agree on a duel, agree on whether you can hit each other in the face, if one party does not agree, then you can't, and you have to make seventy or eighty treaties on under what circumstances you can stop the duel, and then fight a duel after you have passed it one by one.

Lord Yale was apparently uneducated by "aristocratic etiquette," and this almost untouchable behavior was deeply despised by those present.

However, after Yale made such a fuss, everyone was not too worried about the "earthquake", and after the aftermath dissipated, although many things were knocked to the ground, the tables, chairs and benches were staggered, and the banquet was a mess, but fortunately, no one was injured - except for the guy who said that the white Grand Duke Roland had a heavy taste.

Seeing that the aftermath of the concussion disappeared, Count Aiken hurriedly crawled out from under the table, and said with a blushing face and a heartbeat: "Everyone is not more alarmed, there is Earl Ben here, even if the sky falls, it will be borne by Earl Ben." Okay, okay, remove all the wine and food, whether it's good or bad, and replace them with brand new ones for everyone! ”

Yale laughed in a rough voice: "Haha, Aiken, you were so scared that you got into the table just now, what are you going to carry when the sky falls?" ”

Aiken's face is thicker than ordinary people, but not giving him face to expose him in public still makes him very unable to get off the stage, and his face suddenly turns blue.

"I—I'm here to cover up the right posture for everyone." Aiken waited for a long time, and finally found an excuse.

The people below hurriedly echoed: "Yes, yes, Count Aiken is kind-hearted and physically good, and he is a model among our nobles. ”

"Learn from Count Aiken! Strive to be a good nobleman! ”

"Learn from Earl Aiken!"

The compliments then turned into slogans, resounding throughout the ballroom.

Earl Aiken's face suddenly regained smugness, glanced at Yale with disdain, and said in a strange manner: "Lord Yale, as far as I know, when the earthquake just now, you didn't care about anyone, but only cared about yourself drinking and laughing, what right do you have to blame Earl Ben?" ”

Yale picked his teeth rudely in public, "I saw you scurrying around like fools, so I naturally laughed happily." Do you all think that shock wave is an earthquake? No, I know, it's the real power of the self - fifteen times the power of the fall. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked.

"Didn't it just be an earthquake? How is this possible? ”

"Yes, if nothing else, if it's really not an earthquake but man-made, then who would dare to use it on the Earl's Court? Don't you know that the Earl of Aiken is the younger brother of the current Queen? ”

"Fifteen times the power of the fall, on the capital star, I'm afraid few people can do it, right?"

Listening to these buzzing discussions, Yale couldn't help but sneer, "It seems that you are all straw bale waste, and you can't even distinguish between the power of nature and the power of man-made self, I really doubt that you are the son of a nobleman, if you are really the son of a nobleman, so unlearned, your father and mother will not beat you?" ”

A few words, all the people present said that they were embarrassed.

Their titles are hereditary, they are born with a golden spoon in their mouths, and they don't need to train hard at all, and their strength is already too far away from their ancestors.

There are even many nobles in this, who can't even use a complete set of family heirloom martial arts, let alone let them feel their own power.

Hearing Yale say that the shock just now was man-made, Earl Aiken couldn't help but twitch in his heart, and a sense of foreboding immediately spread throughout his body.

"Come on, grab it to Earl Ben to see what's going on outside!"

"Yes!"

A man who looked like a domestic servant was about to go out when he stumbled in and rushed in, a dusty, wolf-like guard of the Earl's Court, who, as soon as he entered the hall, cried out in tears: "Lord Aiken! Hurry, run, Luo, Luo Sheng is here! ”

The other aristocratic guests present looked at each other, not understanding who "Luo Sheng" was, and even more wondering why this guard would let his illustrious master run away.

As soon as he heard the word "Luo", Earl Aiken fell to his knees with a reflex, and his legs were so weak that he could not stand up at all.

"Isn't he—shouldn't he have been removed? How, how could it be...... How far is he from here? Count Ben's legs are so weak that he can't walk, and it's too late to start crawling now? ”R1148