Chapter 103: The Good Earl
Lynn looked at Dani and waited for her answer.
Dani's eyes flashed, but at this time, she suddenly hesitated, and she was stunned for a long time before she lightly opened her red lips and said: "The Wode family of the Beauty Bazaar, now the head of the family controls the largest smuggling and selling market in the Riverlands, and the trade of the Beauty Bazaar now belongs to Forde Word, who was once a knight of the Tuli family, because ...... For some reason, he was expelled from Riverrun six years ago, and when he returned to his family, he inherited the rights to run the family's Beauty Market, and I heard that this person had always wanted to make the Beauty Market a trading castle. ”
"Oh?" Lynn noticed a hint of sluggishness on Dani's face as she talked about Verde Wood, but he didn't think much about it, and listened to Dany's introduction.
Lynn felt that this man seemed to be able to give it a try, the family was not large, but he wanted to build the bazaar in his hand into a castle, and it seemed that he was also quite ambitious.
It's good to have ambitions, those who are eager for power are worth using, and the old aristocrats who have no desires will only be hypocritical and polite to you.
The beauty market is located in the middle reaches of the Blue Fork River, and Wastestone City is located in the upper reaches of the river, and the two are so close that they should be more familiar with each other, and it seems that you can ask the Earl of Wastestone City to help you in this matter.
After asking Dany about the Bazaar and the House of Wood, Lynn finally made up her mind to meet the Knight of Forde Wood.
The Mudd family of Wastestone City was invited to the Twin Cities Gala Dinner today.
At the dinner, Earl Mulder toasted three times in a row, his short and fat body pressed close to Lynn, and he looked around the empty banquet hall with a strange expression.
"Brother Lynn, the invitation you gave me was a dinner, why am I alone today?"
"Hehe," Lynn personally refilled the wine glass of the middle-aged earl with thick and messy red hair, squinting and laughing, "Among the many adults in the riverland, Lynn is the only one who feels that you are the most close to the earl, I didn't drink enough last time, let's have some more this time." ”
Earl Mulder is easy to sweat when he drinks, and beads of sweat the size of beans can't stop flowing down from under the red hair, which is a symptom of weakness, it seems that this Earl rarely exercises, and he is fat, and he can't make up a few muscles.
Lynn felt that it was a miracle that such an honest earl appeared in the war-torn riverland.
Count Mulder took the handkerchief on the table with his chubby, red-haired hand, and rubbed his face vigorously.
"Hmm," he said, putting down his handkerchief and patting his head at Lynn, "I made a mistake last time I drank, and before I drank this time, mine will tell you about my affairs." ”
Lynn had long heard that he was going to marry his three-year-old daughter.
Hearing this, he hurriedly picked up the wine glass and touched it with him, and Count Mulder, who was an old guest of the wine house, saw Lynn's polite toast, stopped talking, and thanked the host for his hospitality.
Seeing that he raised his head and took a sip of the glass of wine, Lynn quietly put down the cup in his hand and continued to add wine.
"Lord Mud, if there is anything to mention, as long as I, Lynn, am still in the Twin River City for a day, the Riverland can help, so I will naturally try my best to cooperate. Lynn said generously, "Come, and give another toast to Lord Earl." ”
Mudder grinned when he heard this, and he took another sip of his glass.
"Hiccup~ This thing is about my little daughter, and it's also about our Mudd family and my brother's family, Hiccup~ In short, it's a happy event......"
Lynn: "Good news, good things, come and keep drinking......"
Count Mulder took up the handkerchief again and wiped his face, and drank six or seven glasses in a row, but the handkerchief was already wet, and his hand holding the handkerchief trembled a little, and his face was as red as his hair.
"Hiccup~ Brother Lynn, where did we just talk about?" asked Mulder with another glass of ale.
Hearing this, Lynn hurriedly put down the hand that was on the dinner plate, took a knife and fork to cut the roast mutton, and said with a smile: "Lord Earl, we just said that you introduced me to Fode Ward from the Beauty Bazaar...... You forgot?"
Mudd paused, and said with a puzzled heart, "I mentioned the boy from the Woods?"
Lynn's eyes were dark, and he nodded seriously, "Lord Earl, when will you bring that person to Twin River City to get acquainted with me?"
Mudder patted his chest, "The Nawod family has been friends with me for a hundred years in Wasteland City, and his family's beauty market is without me, and now it is a broken village, in a few days...... I'll call Knight Frey to you, this kid has been fighting in the river for a long time, but he has provoked Brother Lynn's men?"
Lynn looked at Count Mulder's fat face, sweating continuously, asked the servant to bring a clean handkerchief, handed the handkerchief to Mulder, and gently lifted him up.
"There is no such thing, I just want to make some heroes like Lord Earl in the river, and I will not have any regrets when I return to the north in the future." That's it. Ah...... Lord Earl, this is drunk, and he can't stand steadily,"
Lynn shouted outside the banquet hall, "Come on, where is Earl Mulder's attendant dead?" ”
Hearing this, several knights of Wastestone City ran into the banquet hall from the gate and carried the drunken Count Mudd out.
It's only been a long time since I went in, and I was drunk like this, and several knights looked at each other suspiciously, and made up their minds that next time I had to persuade the city lord not to be so anxious about drinking.
Hey, look at this wine, I haven't eaten a mouthful of meat yet.
Lynn saw Mulder away, looked at the table with a look of pity, and sat down again to enjoy her delicious meal.
A slender figure poked its head out of the back corner of the hall, and Dani looked at Lynn slicing the meat there with a look of relief.
She pursed her mouth, Count Mudd is a notoriously good man, but after all, he is the lord of Barren Rock City, the title of earl.
She had seen many people make fun of Earl Mulder in private, but she had never seen her own adults bully people like this.
The red wine and wine were unopened, and a jar of the strongest ale was poured into the sky, and the jar of wine tumbling on the ground was almost upside down, and not a drop of wine was spilled.
There is also the plate of roast mutton on the table, obediently, even the knife has not been cut once, and the worthless steamed lettuce has been eaten a few bites indiscriminately, the fruit and vegetable plates are intact, how delicate and neat they were placed before, and they are still so exquisite.
"Dani, you have to be careful, your face is full of compassion and compassion at a young age, and you will become a rich woman in the future, be careful that displaced refugees and beggars are blocking your door, waiting for the kind Mrs. Dani to reward you with food!"
Lynn stuffed a piece of lamb from a fork into his mouth, the fat and juicy steak was very chewy, and his lips and tongue were stained with greasy juice.