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Immersed in the warmth of the pool, Orison enjoyed the sensation of the rising smoke as if he had transcended the mortal.

There should be a result on the Gibr side!

Of course, it is best to be able to dispose of that noble boy once and for all, even if it is a fluke to let that little ghost leave a life, this time he separated his guards, and then as long as he operates a little, I believe that it will not be long before he can complete the errand arranged by the adult.

What kind of holiday did he have with that adult, Orison didn't know, and there was no need to know, anyway, it was something he arranged, just follow it.

After pouring two handfuls of water on his face and washing his face, Orison waved this trivial matter out of his mind, lowered his head and raised his hand to the edge of the pool.

"White Towel"

To his surprise, he didn't wait for the execution of what he ordered, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

Today, this maid was just brought back from below, and her posture is good, but no one has touched it.

It's just that this posture of observing words and expressions is too stupid, and I have to send her back to those fools to be cured after today.

Thinking like this, Orison raised his head and put on that trademark majestic gesture, but when he turned his head, the whole person froze.

I saw a strange young man who appeared next to the pool at some point, and was forcing his beautiful maid who had not even played with it into a corner.

Picking up her chin with one hand, he kissed her rosy cherry mouth with the tilt of his forehead, while caressing her delicate curves with the other.

"What people!"

Orison was taken aback, and his first reaction was that he was an assassin! and an assassin, and he was a high-ranking swordsman who had left him guarding the door.

"Do you want money, or do you want a woman?" If you like something, you can take it," calmed down, he immediately opened his mouth and tried to stabilize the other party

To his great surprise and confusion, the young man turned a deaf ear.

For a while, he couldn't grasp the other party's intentions, and he didn't dare to act rashly without force, so he watched the other party wantonly play with his gifts.

After a long deep kiss, the young man finally left the maid's lips, and while generously sipping away the water from the maid's lips, he flirted at the maid who was a little suffocated and a little dazed: "What a beautiful young lady, I am Baron Roshi of Stone Hammer Town, and you are always welcome in my manor."

After speaking, she took the hand of the maid who was still in a daze, turned around, and sent her out gracefully in a posture of watering flowers that is common in dance.

"This wine pond meat forest is really good," the young man turned and expressed envy at Orison, who had long been speechless

Lord of Stonehammer Town!How is this possible? Shouldn't he be... Obviously, what was happening in front of him was too unbelievable for Orison.

It's just that he was destined not to find the answer he wanted, because the little nobleman he had never looked at had already walked towards him, and there was a sound of clattering footsteps, and...

The graceful but related to the verdict of his fate

"Tell me, Sir Orison, tell me all the news I want to know, and in return I promise in my name that I will give you a good deal!"

The low-ranking nobleman, Sir Orison, was resented by the delay in getting the title promoted, and even tried to murder a baron who had just been granted a fiefdom.

After the deeds were revealed, the enraged poor people rushed to the door, and finally beat people to death!

In less than two days, this explosive news spread throughout the aristocratic circle of Edmia, and easily became the hottest topic.

"I heard that Orison originally spent a lot of money to dredge up the relationship to be the lord of Stone Hammer Town, but it went wrong halfway and was topped by a newly promoted little nobleman"

"I don't want that kind of broken place in Stone Hammer Town to give me, this Orison usually looks like a good person, why doesn't he even have any ambition?"

"You can't say that, the size is a territory, but his method is too bad, but no one expected that this would be the end of the way."

"These Diao people, they are so bold, hum! Orison is so wrong, that is also the nobles of the empire, where is their turn to judge and execute, are they all arrested?"

"Catch what! Have you forgotten who's calling the shots here? The civilians are fine, but the old fellow of Doyle was called to the provincial capital for a training, and the day before yesterday I saw that his face was black."

"Ah, our Earl"

.................................

Gathering a crowd to make trouble, and storming the mansions of the nobles and beating people to death! This kind of sensationalism is a serious crime that is enough to kill the head in this society ruled by the feudal class.

But after all, this matter is complicated, Gibur, who fanned the civil uprising, has already cut himself, and Orison, who was killed, was originally the mastermind behind the scenes, and later found out that he sold slaves without permission, forced good people to become prostitutes and a series of bad criminal facts, so the final result of the matter was beyond everyone's expectations.

The civilians who gathered to make trouble only arrested a few of the leaders, but a few officials who could speak were all called to the provincial capital and reprimanded.

It is said that after returning, Viscount Doyle ordered someone to dig up Orison's body and hang it on a tree, and he had not moved it for many years, and he took the whip and whipped it hundreds of times...

in a word

This seemingly overwhelming wave ended up just making a splash in the province of Aino, and it didn't take long for everyone to forget about this matter and the name Orison, and the aristocratic circle of Edmia returned to its previous state... A peaceful and prosperous world of singing and dancing.

The province of Aino, the provincial capital of Calliste.

"Man, get up and practice with me" In the garden, Allen, who had been practicing fencing against the wooden man all morning, suddenly took off his mask and patted Long'er on the shoulder

"Are you insane?" rolled his eyes, and Long refused unceremoniously

"How, what's the matter? Scared, you cowardly coward, draw your sword like a man," Alan gestured defiantly as he held his sword

"........." glanced at this rare idle but crazy bag speechlessly, and said leisurely: "The Burning Sword Emperor, who is ranked fourteenth on the Purple Gold God of War List, thinks that if he can find a sense of accomplishment by defeating me, an ordinary person who doesn't even have a little fighting spirit, then I am willing to give advice."

"Oh, so you don't know how to be vindictive! You have to say it earlier, after all, it is insulting my chivalry to do it to an ordinary person," Alan said pretendly

The corners of Long'er's mouth twitched, he naturally knew that this guy was angry with himself, and he was dissatisfied with the results of his treatment of Edmia some time ago.

According to his idea, he was going to take this opportunity to clean up the nobles ruthlessly, and it was best to simply complete the purge of Aino Province.

With a list from the dead knight's mansion, and regardless of the authenticity of these dirty deals, if it was a little thing that could turn Aino's province upside down, the little guy he was interested in would have already dealt with it.

"Anyway, I haven't seen you for the past few days, if it's not to hide from me, what are you doing? Are you just looking at this? What are these things?"

"That little nobleman from Landnott is just a mid-level magician, so why do you care so much?"

"Everyone is like you talk by muscles, then this world would have been over a long time ago" snatched the information from Allen's hand, rolled his eyes, and said unceremoniously

"You're smart!"

Shaking his head and spilling the sweat from his hair, Alan was puzzled: "Since you admire this little guy so much, why don't you transfer him to the provincial capital and give him a half-official position?"

"You don't understand!" Putting down the information, Alan found that Long's brows were rarely furrowed, and then his tone sighed a little: "If I help him, it will only hurt him"

"I've given him enough hints, it's up to him to decide whether he can solve the game! After all..."After a pause, his eyes were solemn, and with a faint expectant tone, he said:

"This bureau... He'll have to figure it out himself!"