Anne took Stannis by the hand and stepped out of the carriage, she seemed to enjoy the feeling of sticking to him.

Although it feels good to be hugged by this big beauty, he always feels a sense of resistance in his heart, although he doesn't know why.

But he's already made up his mind what to do next, because he's not just here to pick up girls.

They walked into the splendid mansion, a vast complex of villas that were now richly decorated, and countless richly dressed nobles were talking to each other.

Stannis is a bit of stage fright, because in fact, he is a bit afraid of life at heart, he only likes to get into the crowd now, but the radiant Anister is always around him and he has nowhere to hide.

It seemed that he knew no one, but Anne kept greeting the others, and he could only make a gesture of silence next to him.

"Why don't you speak?" finally felt a little wrong, Anne asked in a whisper, "I know you don't like this kind of scene, but you have to say basic polite words, these are people you know." ”

The face-blind Stannis thought bitterly, but he still pretended to say, "Is your voice so good, how can I bear to interrupt just listening to your nightingale-like voice?"

Anne was very happy to be complimented by him, her face flushed slightly and pushed him, "Brother Stan, you are necrotic, and you are making fun of people again." ”

At this time, suddenly the scene fell silent.

Stannis's instincts told him that something important was coming.

Sure enough, like all the big names on TV, people arrive before they arrive.

With an opening cough, a Wu Ke appeared at the end of the stairs, his glowing bald head shining in the light.

Beside Wu Ke was a tall, cold black-haired man standing there silently.

At this time, Wu Ke spoke: "Everyone, welcome to my mansion for a dinner, I am honored to be here, and the whole city is full of glory because of you! ”

Stannis looked through the crowd, and although the middle-aged man standing on the steps had a smile on his face, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he really didn't have this expression, because his fierce appearance like a lion alone made people shy away, indicating that his character was also tyrannical, which could not be concealed no matter how disguised he was.

"I wish you the favor of the gods, Lord Wren!" everyone said to him.

Isn't he his father-in-law?

That is, the only hope that can save oneself from the sea of suffering!!

Thinking of this, Stannis plucked up his courage, and he shouted in his most sensual tone: "Father-in-law, the son-in-law is late!"

Everyone avoided it, leaving him a path that would allow him to run to the Count.

Just as he was full of joy and ready to give his father-in-law a vigorous hug, he was kicked over by the man next to him who had not said a word.

The kick made him almost faint, and it felt like a hammer on his balls.

Anne behind her hurriedly held him up, and took him in her arms in distress, "Brother Stan, why did you forget that when Damilian was next to Daddy, no one could approach him." ”

Stannis held his neck that was about to be broken, and looked in a trance, how could he know such a thing!

Anne turned her head again and said coquettishly, "Damilian, you are really! ”

"He was the one who hit. The Marquis exclaimed, "This boy still has a face! has he come to humiliate me in front of so many people!"

Stannis didn't expect this guy to have such a bad relationship with his father-in-law, no wonder his body trembled when he heard the name.

"Oh, Daddy, don't you say any more! Brother Stan didn't come and you were going to talk about him, and now that he's finally willing to come, you still talk about him, didn't you like him very much before!"

"Humph!" the Marquis flicked his sleeves, "that was before he did such a shameless thing for that slut!"

Annie's face instantly turned terrified, "Father, we said that we would never talk about that incident again in front of Brother Stan. ”

The Marquis gasped, looking still angry, but his frown finally subsided.

"That's it, let it be over, since you are willing to come, it means that you know that you are wrong, for the sake of the little girl, I will forgive you, Anne, and help him up. ”

Anister gently helped him up, but he was a little afraid to cover his face with his hand, wouldn't he let the guy next to him who had been pretending to be a cool Damilian beat him again, right?

But the Marquis de Froude just said, "The etiquette that should be done still has to be done." ”

After speaking, Marquis Freud cleared his throat, "Welcome, noble son of the dragon, conqueror of sight, born of unquenchable fire, heir of the blood of the holy dragon, and the last heir of the red dragon family, Count Stannis Justinian." ”

Like a series of ceremonial and lengthy introductions, Marquis Freud's move can be regarded as enough to give him face.

It's just that as soon as his surname was spoken, the originally noisy onlookers instantly quieted down again.

Stannis did not dare to look around, for the atmosphere had become awkward by the sudden silence, and he was most afraid of the sudden silence.

Anne quietly poked him with her finger, signaling for him to say something.

The young earl had to muster up his courage and looked at countless pairs of eyes looking at him expectantly, and he also felt that as a time-traveler who made his first official appearance, he should also say something domineering debut words that made people's blood boil.

“...... Ha...... Hello?"

The crowd began to whisper, and the voices grew louder and louder, so that he could hear clearly from the center.

"He's the son of the dragon?"

"He is rumored to be qualified to be Emperor ......"

"His father used to be a ......"

Hey, although I'm so down-and-out now, is the title still quite scary? My background is so legendary, is this exactly the treatment of the protagonist?

"I heard that he gave himself a shameless nickname 'Dragon Killer', which is really thick enough!"

Hey, who said the last word, stand up!

When Stannis was in a hurry to find the person who spoke ill of him, he was already pushed forward by Anist.

He was pushed in front of the Marquis of Froude, a majestic middle-aged man who looked at him with his steel-like eyes.

Stannis swallowed, he wouldn't see through that he was a traverser, would he?

Suddenly, the Marquis of Frode opened his arms and hugged him, and said proudly: "Everyone, this is also the old man's future son-in-law!"

Stannis was overwhelmed by him, he really couldn't stand this Western-style etiquette, what kind of body did two big men hug and hug!

However, this time it is still hidden, and it seems that although he has a problem with this father-in-law, he still admires himself.

But what is there to be proud of being a son-in-law of a country lord who can only eat, drink and have fun, and continues to lose?

While he was still puzzled, the Marquis of Froude was already standing on the steps again.

He opened his hands and announced with a smile on his face.

"Everyone, let's start feasting!"