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In the quiet dining room, there is hardly a sound to be heard, and the touch of the utensils is absolutely not allowed during the meal, and there may be only some imperceptible breathing.

When Mirona put down half of the lunch bag, she picked up the napkin and wiped it to her lips, and then turned her eyes to Borson. There was no trace of any strange expression on her face, her eyes were extremely cold, and the corners of her mouth slowly formed an arc of strong mockery, "Remember what you said." She stood up directly, without giving Bolson a chance to get close to her, and before leaving, he leaned half on his side, "If you lie to me, you will pay." ”

Bolton's heart finally fell to the ground, and he let out a soothing breath. He tilted his head slightly, looked at Mirona's departing back with a smile, and threw his fork on the table. The short thud echoed through the cafeteria, and he twisted his neck, bending his back without an image.

It's done!

Although he still harbored a little guilt in his heart, he would not regret what he had done, and his slightly drooping eyelids covered his sharp gaze. He is not a man who is a man of little wealth, and he still has such lofty ideals and ambitions. It is not him who is at fault, it is the world, this society, and all the nobles! The nobles are like a stubborn tumor, and if this cancer is not dug up, the whole world will be dragged into the abyss by the nobles.

No one can save the world but him.

He must climb higher, gain greater power, and have a power that everyone fears. When that day comes, he will be qualified to destroy these tumors and bring new hope to people. It may be a long process, it may be very painful, but it must be experienced. Without experiencing bloodshed and pain, people will not remember the hard-won life and the pain of this world.

He picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth and hands, and threw it on the table with a hard grip on a ball. Glancing back at the butler standing outside the restaurant, he hooked his fingers, "Prepare a bouquet of flowers for me, the more the better, and a dinner party, I will propose to Lady Mirona." ”

The butler's originally calm expression suddenly became dazed and shocked, and Borson's proposal to Mirona was like a heavy punch to the butler's face, making him dizzy and his eyes full of stars. While he was shocked in his heart, he also had more awe for Bolson, who seemed particularly unfathomable at this time. This is no longer just a whimsical idea, but an inscrutable means. What shocked him the most was Mirona's attitude, and it was clear that the lady had already made her clear.

Although her mood was a little wrong, she finally agreed.

"I'll do it at once, do all the magnates in the city need to be invited?", the butler asked, "including...... Those people?"

Those people are Angelo's people. Bolson's marriage to Mirona undoubtedly cut off the extravagant hopes of those people, although they are still relatives and clansmen of Vigros, it is absolutely impossible for them to enjoy so many preferential treatment and privileges.

After all, according to imperial law, as long as the stepfather does not abuse the child and the child accepts the existence of the stepfather, then the child can change his name anytime and anywhere.

The bloodline cannot be changed, but the name can, and in some way, the name is obviously more authoritative than the bloodline.

Bolson nodded, "Of course, all the people with heads and faces must be notified, and another person will be arranged to send a letter to Lord Viscount Rennes and invite him to my wedding." ”

The butler was about to speak, and at Bolson's signal, he said with some reservations: "This is a long way from Ortrenburg, and the barbarians have invaded, I'm afraid the viscount has no extra time." ”

Borson chuckled a few times, "It's a matter of attitude, do as I say." ”

Soon, the whole city of Veneer was shocked by the news, and it was less than a week before Lady Mirona returned, and Bolson was about to propose to her? And invited everyone to witness the marriage proposal? If it was not for the agreement between the two, then it was Bolson who publicly forced Mrs. Mirona to agree to his proposal. Either way, everyone was interested, and they knew better that once the proposal was successful, Boltson's ass would be completely secure.

His biggest shortcoming is filled, and he becomes unassailable from any angle and level. Those who saw him running the city couldn't fault anything, after all, he had to become Vigros's stepfather, and his stepfather was also a father and had the corresponding power. Until Vigros came of age, the city could be entrusted to him to run and rule.

Some people are happy, and naturally some people are unhappy, but is it useful to be unhappy? Although Borson himself is not a nobleman, he has a big backer behind him. A year ago, people didn't know who Wren was, and they didn't know how capable this little bastard who was not yet an adult was, but today, no one dared to underestimate Wren. Many people ignore his age when talking about Wren, and treat him completely as a peer or even an older generation.

With Wren, the butcher's executioner, as his backer, Bolson is really not something that anyone can challenge, at least in Bell Province, no one will take the initiative to challenge him.

As the news spread, the entire city fell into an inexplicable joyful atmosphere, and experienced three lords, city lords, and wars in one year. Finally, today the city also ushered in a great event. In Orlando and the continent, there is no word for joy, but what people expect is the same. I hope to wash away bad luck with a beautiful thing, is there anything more festive than the wedding of the city lord and the former city lord's wife?

Many people are looking forward to the upcoming wedding......

"They can't be allowed to get married. A thin middle-aged man stood in the study of a manor, and his clenched fist slammed the table top, causing some of the books and supplies on the table to vibrate. He had golden-brown hair, slightly curly, and a face that was seven points of Angelo's imagination, but a little more slender. He was wearing a maroon formal suit, and his yellow collar made his narrow chin look even narrower, and even his entire face became smaller.

The young man was Angelo's younger brother, Sbarafe, transliterated from the German word for "green jewel". He walked back and forth, the suppressed anger on his face like a volcano before the eruption, "That bitch actually wants to take away the glory of the family, we can't let her succeed." ”

The other elders in the study bowed their heads and were silent, but the juniors looked indignant and angry.

Elders live longer, experience more things, and have more things to consider. The marriage of Borson and Mirona would certainly reduce the family's privileges and benefits, but it was not unacceptable. The family has accumulated a lot of wealth over the years, not to mention them, even if it is enough to squander it in a few lifetimes. The only thing that has been lost is the power aspect, but on the other hand, once the privileges of the nobility are gone, they will attract the prying eyes of others.

Now is the right moment to half-hide and half-retreat, and the safety is excessive, allowing Borson and Mirona to attract firepower. Besides, no matter what Vigros's name is in the future, the blood in his body will not change. If the family is really in danger, he will inevitably lend a hand. Behind Bolson stands Wren, the king of Bell, and fighting Wren is tantamount to seeking death. Just look at the nobles who have become history, and you can see that this young golden nobleman is definitely not a soft-hearted fellow.

Young people think relatively simply, if something is snatched by someone else, then they have to take it back.

The aristocracy gave them a good life, but also gave them an excessive self-esteem. Having self-esteem is not a bad thing, but having too much self-esteem is not a good thing.

Angelo's uncle coughed lightly, and the study immediately fell silent, he opened his eyes as if he hadn't woken up, and said with a smile: "I think it's actually quite good, it's not easy for a woman like Mirona to take Big Vigros, if she can get the help of Bolson or even Wren, it will also be of great benefit to Vigros." Orphans and widows have been around for a long time, and it is inevitable that some rumors will be formed, and her marriage to Bolson can put an end to this situation and get the benefits of implementation, why should we oppose it?"

Sbarafel sneered, his actions causing some of the elders to frown. The difference between dignity and inferiority is also a manifestation of the ruling system, and it is obvious that Sbarafel violated this law and actually showed this appearance to his elders, which is really difficult to reassure.

He said indifferently, "Orphans and widows?", he laughed as he spoke, a little crazy, "I have made an agreement with the great nobles of the imperial capital, as long as I marry Milona, they will let me inherit this title." I'm obviously better suited to be the patriarch of the family than that little thing from Vigros. Since you can identify with Bolton, then you should agree with me, only I can lead the family to a higher glory, not that little thing. ”

"You're not wrong in your idea, but you're a little wrong. The imperial capital is the imperial capital, and Bell is Bell, and there is a difference of thousands of miles between the two. The great nobles may not be able to take care of the situation in the province of Bell, and here, the Viscount of Wren is the real ruler. Someone couldn't help but speak and retorted.

Sparafe shrugged his shoulders, "So what? I've made a deal with the Black Priests, and he's not going to make it." ”