The fields outside the Shenghui City are so vast, endless and flat. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info, but there is no place for farmers to stand on such vast fields. Almost all of China's feudal dynasties perished in land annexation, and the nobles of Shenghui City were much more ruthless than those landlords. However, the Violet Dynasty shows no signs of decay, and the 600-year reign of Grievous the Great, which lasted from Grievous I to the present, is as solid as the eternal mountain range of the Titan in the north.

Perhaps it was because this dynasty was so rotten that it would be powerless in the face of the Dark Arts Calamity, Al thought silently.

The carriage slowly moved forward under Bullock's guidance, through a long corridor guarded by many guards, and stopped in front of a magnificent circular building like the Colosseum of ancient Rome on earth. Al was still a little surprised when he first saw it, compared to the poor and white and depressed outside the Poole District, there were such magnificent buildings in the Poole District, the contrast was so great, it was shocking.

"Welcome to Sodom Auction House, Mr. Al, but we usually call it by another name: Heaven. Bullock bowed to Al in a swaggering manner.

When the group walked into the "heaven", Al was flashed by the dazzling gold, and when he looked closely, he found that the entire hall exuded an intoxicating golden yellow, and for a moment it made people think that the entire building was completely made of gold, and the dazzling golden brutal vision completely occupied it, and the concept of money rushed straight into people's hearts. When I touched the wall, I realized that the surface was covered with a layer of gold leaf. But even so, and the cost of such a large amount of gold leaf is staggering, and the hall is so naked that it shows off and displays the theme of the place: wealth.

A bright red plush carpet covers the entire floor, making you feel like you're stepping on the lawn. All kinds of sculptures and portraits are scattered in all directions without money, and they are generous for people to watch and play. The crystal chandelier overhead is luxurious and complex, sparkling and dazzling, even in broad daylight, it is like being in the vast starry sky, dotted with stars, bright and charming. More than a dozen orchestras are scattered around with the naked eye, and the melodious melody makes you forget that you are in the Poole district instead of sitting in the Hawley district to enjoy the concert.

The guests who come and go can no longer be described as wearing gold and silver, and jewelry. Expensive diamond brooches are pinned to the placket of the clothes, necklaces made of emeralds, chicken blood red, amber yellow and other precious jade can be seen everywhere, and the fingers are full of jade, green pine, coral, purple diamonds and other rings and wrenches that can be called and cannot be named, if there are only ten fingers, they would like to put ten rings on their hands. The dress of Al and his party is definitely not bad, but among these people, they are like coarse cloth mixed with brocade, ugly chickens meet colorful birds, and they look poor and sour.

"Yo, look who's coming, isn't this our dear Mr. Bullock?How's business in the outer districts now?, are you still dealing with those untouchables?", suddenly a high-pitched but malicious voice sounded, mocking with deep contempt, a fleshy, round orb that was the opposite of the thin and tall Bullock, and moved with difficulty towards El, this rival who looked like Brock, had a lot of grievances.

"Why, that damn miser of Muriel, is here. Al clearly heard Brock gritting his teeth and cursing in a low voice, but he still kept a warm smile on his face, and said loudly in a high voice that was not inferior to that of Muriel, "My dear old fellow, I am glad to see that you are not bankrupt. It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, and today I have brought a noble new friend, and I promise that this person's identity will surprise everyone. He stressed heavily on the four words of surprise.

Bullock looked around and found that the merchants around him were attracted by what he had just said, and he couldn't help but be secretly proud in his heart. Especially when he thought of Muriel's deflated expression for a while, he would become the focus of everyone with Young Master Al, and his face was flushed as if he had drunk dozens of glasses of wine.

"This is the future owner of the entire western realm of the kingdom of St. Teresa, the guardian of the glory of the Iron Thorn, the eternal knight of violet bloom, the earthly agent of the gods' attention, the heir of the Edward family, Lord Marquis El Edward. Brock learned from the old butler before, and reported all of Al's titles in one breath. It's also thanks to his good memory, and there is not a word wrong with such a long title. With an exaggerated bow, he took a step back, revealing Al behind him as if the announcer were introducing the protagonist.

The scene suddenly seemed to be boiling hot water, a lot of noise, and all kinds of discussions were like a swarm of bees. However, for this great nobleman, none of the merchants present dared to slack off, and they all bent down to salute in a chaotic manner, and the scene was like cutting wheat, and the "brush" was shortened.

Muriel stood in place, leaning down and peeking at the young man in front of him, who was known as a great nobleman, and his heart was full of suspicion. For Bullock, an unlucky man who can only dig some oil and water from those untouchables, he Muriel is 10,000 unbelievable. Not to mention that a big nobleman like him would come to a place like Poole and mix with people like Brock, this is not self-surrendering and self-degenerating. Suddenly, his gaze fell on the badge on Al's chest, and after a careful look, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart: "Okay, you Bullock, in order to improve your status in the alliance, you actually came up with this kind of trick." It's a pity that you don't enter the stream or don't enter the stream, there will be such flaws, see how I expose you. ”

Muriel straightened up and asked Al, "May I ask this Young Master Al, are you wearing a family crest on your chest?"

Al didn't know what kind of medicine this guy was selling in his gourd, so he nodded reservedly.

Muriel burst out laughing suddenly, laughing so breathlessly that he couldn't even speak, "So, this noble young master." Is your family title the Rough Iron Family? Because your badge is carved from black iron. He said with a funny expression around him, "To be honest, I have also met several noble lords, and it is the first time I have seen the family crest carved from black iron. There was another burst of laughter.

With Muriel's guidance, everyone present saw that the badge of this noble young master was really carved from black iron, so there was another burst of laughter, accompanied by all kinds of ridicule and disdain.

"I'll just say, how can this guy Brock still know the big noble, it turns out to be a fake. ”

"Bullock, you damn you, I was bent down and saluting just now. This guy has a poor and sour face, if he is a nobleman, I will be Grievous the Great. ”

In the midst of the ridicule in the room, Muriel triumphantly said to the pale Bullock: "So you have been in business for so many years and still can't get into the stream, and you can't even play this kind of little trick, just wait to be expelled from the alliance today, and don't think about mixing in the business district of Shenghui City in the future." ”

After saying that, he said viciously, "Perhaps I will see you in the outer districts in the future, dear Mr. Bullock." But don't worry, I can't bear to let my good friends eat sawdust, pig feed and the like, and I laughed out loud again.