Chapter Eighty-Three: The Depressed Viscount Faeron
There is an undercurrent in Balice City, and countless classes are waiting for it.
Han Feng's men and horses are already together, and they are sharpening their knives, will Baron Finn's men and horses be far away?
In a restaurant, in a luxury box.
Han Feng and Viscount Fei Lun sat opposite each other, and the dining table was full of all kinds of delicacies. And Uncle Han, including Viscount Faeron's personal guards, stood outside the box and waited.
"Baron Han Feng, he is really young and gorgeous, and he is really courageous. Viscount Faeron said with a smile.
"My lord, Miao!" Han Feng chuckled. "I wonder what the adults asked me to come out for?"
"Baron Han Feng, I don't know what you think of the next realm battle?" Viscount Faeron squinted and said. "Need help. ”
"Hehe, Lord Viscount Faeron, it's just one Fein, and it's easy to defeat. Han Feng pounced confidently.
With Han Feng's current strength, basically, in the Andrew Kingdom, he belongs to a cluster of big people on the pyramid, just a Baron Finn, Han Feng has the confidence to say so.
"Baron Han Feng, be careful to sail the Ten Thousand Year Ship, do you need me to lend your subordinates to you?" Viscount Faeron opened the window and hit the topic directly.
"No, you don't. Han Feng replied resolutely.
If he accepted the help of Viscount Feiren, then after the victory of this war, he would inevitably divide a piece of the cake, which Han Feng was unwilling to do.
"In that case, Baron Han Feng can do it for himself. Faeron said in a low voice, flicked his sleeves, and broke out of the door. His grandmother's, this Baron Han Feng is stinky and hard, and he can't even invest.
As a businessman, Fei Lun is very discerning, and he will invest in Han Feng as soon as he comes, and when Han Feng wins, he will be able to earn a sum of money from it, however, he didn't expect that Han Feng, a hairy boy, would not enter.
"Young Master, what is he?" Han Bo walked in suspiciously, looked at Viscount Faeron who walked out with his own soldiers and a gloomy face, and asked.
"A profiteer. Han Feng waved his hand, not caring about it. "There's still a lot of food here, let's finish it before we leave. ”
"This stinky boy turned down my help. At this time, Viscount Faeron was very depressed.
"Go and find out how long Baron Finn will be to the city of Balice, and when he comes, let me know. Viscount Faeron commanded his subordinates.
Feron gritted his teeth and refused his investment, so he went to invest in Baron Finn.
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At night, a carriage was slowly moving forward in the darkness, followed by a group of elite soldiers, and around this group of elite soldiers was a blue-armored soldier. It was none other than the Bronze Legionnaires of the Andrew Kingdom. Han Feng's men and horses were escorted, and Baron Finn's side was naturally no exception.
"My lord, we are now not far from the city of Balice, and we are expected to arrive late tonight. "The driver of the carriage was a middle-aged man, with a strong build, dressed in black armor.
With a vigorous physique and strong qi and blood, there is no doubt that he is the last second-class knight under Baron Finn---- Gus.
Earlier, Baron Finn had instructed Gus to inform him when he was about to arrive.
"yes, I see. Baron Finn slowly opened his eyes, Finn shook his shoulders, he was tired from sitting in such a long carriage.
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Soon, Finn's party arrived at the city of Barris, and a towering and tall city appeared before Baron Finn's eyes.
There was no doubt that all the people, like Han Feng and his party, were shocked by the bustling Balice City.
Of course, because their territory was much richer than Han Feng's, they were not as surprised as Han Feng.
"Alright, sir. We've arrived at Balice City, and we're back to our lives. The commander of the Bronze Soldier Regiment said slowly. Then, with a puff of smoke, he ran away with the soldiers below.
The bronze soldiers ran away, and gradually, they couldn't even see their backs, and then, Baron Finn, ordered the soldiers to wait for him at the tavern, and then, taking Commander Gus, was about to quietly go to the place agreed with Count Renault to meet...
"Wait a minute, are you Baron Finn?"
Suddenly, a voice came from behind Baron Finn, thick and powerful, deafening.
Frightened, Baron Finn unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat and turned his head.
"Whew~"
"I thought it was someone, grandma's, just a soldier. Baron Finn cursed that he thought that he had been found out about his affair with Count Reynolds and was going to be investigated.
"Are you?" Baron Fein looked calm, of course, it was also Fein who felt that the strength of the person in front of him was extraordinary, otherwise he would have scolded him a long time ago.
"Our Viscount, please!" the guard respectfully asked.
"Viscount?" thought flashed in Finn's eyes. "Good. ”
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"Come, come, come. "Viscount Ferron invited Finn very warmly.
"Huh?" Finn had a flash of doubt in his eyes, he didn't have anything to do with this viscount, so he wouldn't be so enthusiastic!
Soon, Viscount Feron sat down with Baron Finn.
This time, Viscount Faren went straight in: "Baron Finn, I heard that you are going to fight a domain battle with Baron Han Feng?"
"That's right!" said Finn.
The whole province knows about this, and you still ask, tease one. Finn smitted in his heart.
"I'm not talking nonsense anymore. Viscount Faeron muttered, "What about the knights you look at outside the door?"
Finn looked down at Viscount Ferron. A solemn look flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Third-level knights! They are all third-level knights!"
Finn is not one of those corrupt nobles, he naturally works hard to cultivate, and as a second-level knight, he can't see through their cultivation, so what else can it be?
"Hey, hey. Viscount Faeron smiled proudly, as a viscount, his strength can be compared to that of an ordinary earl, and he can be regarded as strong.
"What, do you need me to secretly help you win the battle of the realm?" said Viscount Faeron. "When the time comes, all you have to do is."
Finn pondered for a moment and said, "No need. I'm sure I'll win. With that, he brushed his sleeves and left.
Just kidding, with the help of the Count, and the help of another viscount, this is tantamount to a battle that is already sure to be won, and the fruits of it will have to be given out to the people in vain. The fruit itself is not enough, so he will not be stupid enough to divide it. What's more, the strength of Count Renault's side is also very strong, and it is not easy to defeat a baron.
At the thought that Han Feng's territory belonged to him and that he could also obtain the secret realm, Baron Finn's heart became hot, and a look of greed appeared in his eyes. However, Fern never expected Han Feng's strength and misestimated Han Feng, so that: Hehe.
And Viscount Faeron in the box was dumbfounded. Baron Han Feng is like this, and so is Baron Finn. Whoever I offend goes, I don't want to do things that are win-win for both sides...