Chapter 165: It's only five bottles
"Yes, after all, since he was born, he has received the blessing of the gods, and under the holiness, there is no obstacle to cultivation, not to mention that he was bathed in blessings from the beginning of his birth, and everyone in the empire knows that the future of Prince Lei is unimaginable. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info And this blessing is still Thor-Altocas. This was a slap in the face of the Three Kingdoms of Razor. β
Duru smiled mockingly, and didn't seem to have any affection for the Three Kingdoms of Razor.
"Mr. Solomon, what do you think of the fact that I will arrange for you to meet with my father later?"
Fang Zhen nodded and did not refuse. He wanted to know how Fran would react to his identity, so that he would be more sure that he would have access to the power of thunder.
"There's a living room inside, why don't you go inside and rest and wait? After my father has met with the guests, he will go to the living room to greet the other important guests. β
After saying that, Duru led the way with a wine glass.
"Can I take this wine in?" Fang Zhen held a bottle of Moliclet wine, a little reluctant.
Because Duroux had told him before that the Molicre could only be tasted at the fair, and could not be taken away unless he had the permission of Fran.
Duru was stunned for a moment, then leaned closer and whispered, "There are a lot of them in there." β
On the other side, Leke walked up to the couch with a wine glass in his hand and a gloomy expression.
"Yo, Lek, it looks like he's despised by Prince Ray? hahahaha!"
The only person who can laugh at Lek so unscrupulously is Mino, who was personally invited by Leke, the son of the president of the Killer Guild (Assassin Guild), who is naturally sinister.
Leke sat on the couch, probably because of his tall stature, and let Torat bounce on the other side of the couch, and the drink spilled on his clothes.
Torrat was startled, but when he saw Leke, who had a bad face, he didn't dare to make a sound.
Leke waved his hand, so that the guests around him, who were actually subordinates of his grandfather's chamber of commerce, dispersed, and then twisted the ring on his right hand, and a transparent but faintly visible vacuum soundproof barrier surrounded the entire sofa square table.
Obviously, this is an extremely convenient soundproof ring.
"Hmph! Kzel dared to give me a look, thinking that if I was a prince, I would look down on me? If I had been blessed by Thor, I would have been a saint-rank warrior a long time ago, and I still need to come to the family to ask for thunder grass? Who knows if his mother had anything to do with Razor, and ......?"
Leke ignored Mino's sarcasm, and instead cursed incessantly, venting his anger that had been held back for a long time.
Mino smiled disdainfully, if it weren't for Leker to help him investigate someone, he wouldn't have bothered to be in the company of such a rough person. However, for this kind of person who does not have great wisdom, it is the easiest to take advantage of.
So Mino didn't interrupt him, drank the thunder wine quietly, turned his head and asked Torat on his left, and said, "Who is the young man next to Duru?
As a core member of the Holy Snake Alliance, Mino is of course well aware of the affairs of the Moric family, and the deal with Leke is to help him eliminate Duru and make Leke a viscount.
So when a young man appeared next to Durrou who he had never met, Mino was a little confused.
"The young man, supposedly known to Duru in Rezeri. It seems that he helped Duru to jointly kill a short-horned thunder lizard, and then escorted it back. β
Speaking of this, Torat chuckled lightly and continued, "On the way, we arranged for two fifth-order warriors to ambush, but we didn't expect that none of them would come back. This young man was not an ordinary fourth-order magician. I've had contact with him before, and he's a greedy fool who bought him with a thousand magic crystals. We have been promised to rebel if necessary and kill Duru. It's just that Lord Leck doesn't trust this man and intends to make him disappear when it happens. Of course, he'll get all the crystals back. β
With that, Torat smiled sinisterly.
Mino shook his head, very disdainful and a little dissatisfied. But it didn't show itself.
This Leke obviously doesn't trust himself, so he will arrange a backhand. Or more than one backhand.
Meeting room
Fang Zhen was bored drinking thunder wine, and on the table behind him, there were half a dozen Moliklei wine, and he was still thinking about how to persuade Viscount Molik to "pack" it back.
The living room is small and has no windows. Presumably, it is to prevent any eavesdropping.
But it is very luxurious, the higher tables and chairs look noble, the traditional Aslan Empire aristocratic style, but the soft lines show a good silhouette.
The walls and ceilings are decorated with artistic murals, soft and bright lighting, and the dΓ©cor is gorgeous. There are always drinks and delicacies on the table, even in five-star hotels.
Sitting on the sofa that was as soft as a certain part of a woman, Fang Zhen enjoyed the thunder wine and gourmet desserts beautifully, and enjoyed the luxury of another world for the first time, which was really extraordinary.
However, Fang Zhen had been waiting for a while, and a rough calculation had passed for more than half an hour. There wasn't even a single servant around, and the door of the living room hadn't even been opened, if it weren't for Fang Zhen's ears, he could hear the footsteps that appeared in the corridor from time to time, Fang Zhen would have thought that he had been invited into the urn again like the last time he was ambushed by the Holy Sword Sect.
Finally, the door to the parlor was pushed open, and Durroux entered with his father, Viscount Fran Morik. The gray-cloaked guard didn't follow.
As a sign of respect, Fang Zhen still put down his wine glass, stood up and performed a magic etiquette.
"First meeting, Viscount Morik. β
A smile spread across Fran's resolute countenance, and he replied, "Yes, the first meeting." Mr. Solomon. I wonder if thunder wine is to your taste?"
Although he was a viscount, he never despised any cultivator, especially a young man who already had a fourth-order magic cultivation at a young age.
"The thunder wine is very good, thank you Viscount for your hospitality. β
Judging from the looming majestic momentum on Fran's body, Fang Zhen had no doubt that he had the strength of the seventh order or above. So he doesn't have any contemptuous mentality.
Durou, who had just closed the door of the hall, came over at this time and said, "Father, I have come back from Razor, thanks to the escort of Mr. Solomon, I am safe and sound. β
Glancing at Dulu, Fran nodded, and the other party thanked him: "Thank you for what you have done, may the god of magic bless you." β
Fang Zhen didn't reply, but just performed a magic ritual again.
From the aristocratic system mentioned by the second disciple Hanston, Fang Zhen knew that when receiving thanks from the nobles, it was most appropriate and noble to accept the thanks with a salute.
"Father, I have asked you to meet with Mr. Solomon this time to inform you ......"
"Wait a minute, as the host of the meeting, how can you not understand the etiquette? β
Fran interrupted Du Lu's words, and in order to show his noble courtesy, he said to Fang Zhen: "Please take a seat, if there is anything you are not satisfied with, just ask for it, and I will try to satisfy you." β
Seeing Fran say this, Fang Zhen was no longer restrained.
"Great, Lord Viscount, your thunder wine is so delicious, it's better to ......"
"No problem, I'll have the servant bring you five bottles. β
Fran smiled, thinking that he had met a drunkard who was a heavy drinker.
"It's only five bottles......" Fang Zhen muttered slightly disappointed.
Of course, this is pretended.
Familiar with Fang Zhen's acting skills, Du Lu couldn't help but smile bitterly awkwardly, and said a little embarrassed: "Mr. Solomon, the reason why Molicre wine is famous is also because it is not easy to give away, because it is afraid that others will imitate it." Usually our thunder wine is also given according to the identity, the first time we met was five bottles of thunder wine, I am afraid that it is the first time I have seen my father so generous. β
"I see, okay. It's me who is greedy. β
Fang Zhen didn't look at Du Lu, but observed the change in Fran's expression. Seeing that Fran was unmoved, he also understood the preciousness of Molicre wine.
However, this does not mean that Fang Zhen has given up.
When he was on Earth, Fang Zhen followed Kunlun's old way to practice ancient martial arts since he was a child, and he also contracted a problem of alcoholism, which was his only hobby of eating, how could it be so easy to deal with.
"What a pity!" Fang Zhen sighed bitterly. Then there was a flash of light in his hand, and a pure black and gold-rimmed shoulder pad appeared in his hand.
In an instant, Fran's eyes lit up. Staring at the shoulder pad tightly, his expression was indescribably shocked.
Du Lu was also stunned, although he was not a master of treasure appreciation, but he had been in the aristocratic circle for many years, and he still had some eyesight. Looking at the unusual shoulder pads, Du Lu was guessing what kind of precious magic guide it was, and he didn't wonder why Fang Zhen suddenly took it out to play with.
After a while, Fran regained his expression and smiled lightly: "It is a great honor for Mr. Solomon to visit my Molik family. Durau, go get twenty bottles of thunder wine and give them to Mr. Solomon. β
Duru was stunned, a little stunned.
Because the first time Du Lu saw his father give twenty bottles of thunder wine, even this time the thunder prince arrived, he only gave ten bottles. But Duru did not hesitate, and Durou, accustomed to his father's orders, obediently left the parlor and went to fetch the thunder wine.
In the living room, there were only two left, Fran and Fang Zhen.
"I really didn't expect that the Children of Ice and Fire of the Supreme Holy Academy would come to me. Please forgive me for any inappropriate hospitality. β
As he spoke, Fran personally poured two glasses of thunder wine and handed the crystal wine glass to Fang Zhen.
St. Samikina's Academy is the supreme magic academy in many people's minds, so they like to call it the Holy Academy.
"It was my luck that I traveled around rashly and didn't expect to have the opportunity to come to the party. β
Fang Zhen raised his wine glass to signal, and then drank it all.
Fran smiled slightly, and drank it all up.
Seeing this, Fran apparently recognized the Shoulder Pads of the Chief Student, and learned the information about the new Chief Student of Samikina Academy.
But judging from Fran's friendly attitude, it seems that there is no disadvantage to Fang Zhen. Besides, Fang Zhen was brought over by Dulu, Fran can't still suppress his son's people, right?
"I wonder what Mr. Solomon's plans are?" said Fran as he stared at Fang Zhen's eyes.
It seems that Fran urgently needs to know the answer, and it seems that Fran feels that at this juncture, many things will change due to Fang Zhen's choice.
"Of course, let Duru continue to be your son, your heir. β