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In the side hall of the Grand Temple, Seta selects the food that suits her taste and puts it on her plate;

"There's a cake! it's supposed to be a cake, isn't it?" With a slight surprise, it was found at the church luncheon, and Seta carefully picked up a piece and took a closer look;

"This is a cake, passed from the Southern Noble Confederacy, and it has been popular in Wangdu recently"

Seta turned to see Lord Barstow, and said with a slight smile:

"Good afternoon, Lord!"

The young heir, with his fiery red hair, walked over with a wine glass, nodded slightly at Seta and said:

"Sir Finney you can try it, it tastes good"

Seta ate the cake, feeling that it was not bad, not much different from what he had eaten in his previous life, but it should be a rare delicacy for this world, so he nodded and said:

"Well, it's delicious! I haven't seen it in Maple Leaf County."

"Now it is only spread in the royal capital and Sunrise City, and there are no other places" Lord Barstow laughed, his fiery red hair dazzling:

"It's just that it's still a little too expensive, and I can't bear to eat it every day!"

For a while, it was a little unclear what the purpose of this venerable heir to the Lord of the North was to come to him to say these words, so Seta had to nod slightly, and was speechless for a while;

"Actually, I envy you very much, Sir Finney"

Seta was slightly puzzled and looked over:

"Envy me, why? Lord Barstow. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo。。 ”

"Just call me Hulie," Lord Barstow looked a little silent:

"I envy you, because you can work hard to create the life you want, but I can't!" At this, the young heir turned his head and smiled slightly:

"I'm sorry, Sir Finney, can I call you Seta?"

"Of course, just as I call you Hulie," Seta nodded;

"Seta, I'm sorry to tell you this" shook his head:

"Don't talk about that, we'll talk about it in detail when we have a chance later, I wish you a good time, I won't talk about anything else on the church's side, but the food at the banquet is indeed delicious!" he waved his hand and walked away;

Seta looked at his back as he left, a little puzzled;

What does he mean by that, or what purpose does he have in mind?'

What do you mean by 'you can work hard to create the life you want'? Is it only the common people who can work hard?

Shaking his head slightly, in fact, in Seta's opinion, the nobles have a better foundation, and only then can they achieve brilliant achievements, but the commoners will not have much prospect unless they have a great opportunity due to their low starting point.

"The second generation of the hypocritical noble~"

Shaking his head, he bit down on a piece of juicy roast beef, the fragrant juice melted in his mouth, stimulating his taste buds to continue to devour, and a large piece of roast meat was quickly eaten;

Feeling a little full, he patted his stomach, and as soon as he turned around, he saw His Excellency Hilt Cullen, the Silver Knight, walking towards him, and Seta quickly put down the plate in his hand and bowed slightly:

"Good afternoon, Lord Cullen!"

The silver knight's expression was faint, he came over because he was a little curious, and the two of them were acquaintances after all, and they had a basis for communication:

"I met Hulie of the Barstow family, and he spoke highly of you, saying that you are a good knight!"

Seta was slightly surprised, unexpectedly that the future Lord of the North had a very good opinion of him, perhaps because of what he had just said:

"Lord Barstow came over just now and said something very strange to me," seeing that the Silver Knight seemed to be a little interested, Setta paused and then explained:

"He said that he was envious that I could work hard to get the life I wanted on my own, and he seemed to have a hard time doing it"

The Silver Knight's face suddenly changed, and he shook his head at Seta and said:

"It's just that he can't figure it out for a while, don't say these words to anyone else, because it will cause a lot of trouble" Then he saw the young knight in front of him who seemed to be very interested, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he had no choice but to explain:

"Hulie is the only son of Count Barstow, the future lord of Gray Plains, and the mainstay of the local nobility!"

"But he himself is a very strong king, which you can tell from the fact that he is the deputy head of the Knights of Glory, and ordinary local nobles will not hold this position."

"It's contrary to his family's position, that's why he said that," he said, staring into Seta's eyes:

"You know the reason, remember not to say it! or it will be another storm" The point in front of you is the devil, and everything else can be in the back row for this;

'It's just a game between young people's boring ideals and reality!' Seta suddenly said, but he didn't pay much attention to it, the ideals of his youth were always colorful, and when he realized the reality, he would not stick to it;

However, he still nodded and promised that if he would keep the blessing secret, he would not spread it;

This topic will be revealed, and neither of them will discuss it anymore, so leave this matter to time to deal with;

Seta poured two glasses of wine and handed one to the Silver Knight:

"Lord Cullen, when I left last time, I was going to see you and say goodbye, but the people at the temple said that you had already gone out so I didn't see you"

"Well, someone was performing an evil ritual at that time, and I went over to suppress it" The silver knight took a slight sip of his wine glass, he didn't like alcohol very much, so he put down his glass and said:

"When I came, I asked about you, and the rumors about you have stopped."

"When this is over, you can go back"

Frowning slightly, the corners of Seta's mouth showed a smile of unknown meaning:

"Okay, I see, Lord Cullen!"

This time out, Seta figured out a lot;

He is too weak to enjoy himself, and is his purpose only a small hereditary knighthood?

No, your own purpose is the ultimate good!

So why do you have to obey the so-called rules of nobility?

As an immortal, it is not surprising that he can survive for a thousand years! Ordinary nobles only have a lifespan of a few decades and less than a hundred years, how can they compete with themselves?

From this point of view, time will clean them up even if you don't do it yourself!

And the family has its own protection, do you still have to worry about being wiped out?

Other nobles do not have such a long lifespan as themselves, so they will make all kinds of compromises and set all kinds of rules, the purpose is to protect their families from disappearing;

But what about yourself?

I believe that as long as I am alive for one day, it is impossible for the Finney family to be wiped out!

After all, he is now a level 8 knight, and he will definitely ascend to the legendary level in the future!

A cold smile in my heart:

"Baruch White, let's play again when I get back!"

The original self was fascinated by the so-called aristocratic rank, family honor and the like, and did not understand the essence of the matter!

Only power is the truth in this world!

"But it's not too late, is it?" Setta's eyes narrowed slightly, flickering with a cold light;

The silver knight looked at the young knight's ill-intentioned smile and frowned slightly:

"The nobles of Maple Leaf County seem to have done something wrong"

The Silver Knight didn't know what was wrong, but his instinct as a high-ranking knight made him feel as if something was about to happen, and it wouldn't be a good thing for those nobles.

'But what does all this matter to themselves? it is only a contradiction within the aristocracy itself.'

The expedition was due tomorrow, but since the expedition had already been prepared, everyone did not feel in a hurry, and there was even time for a welcome luncheon.