"I know you're a little confused about what I'm talking about, but that's okay, I'm here to answer your questions. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info" Riffin's words were a little unkind, and he put himself in the position of a redeemer.

Instead of being angry at the young man's arrogance, Mephistopheles found it a little funny.

Although the appearance of his body is just a handsome young man, his essence is a devil who has lived for nearly 10,000 years, and he naturally has his own unique generosity and pride in his mentality.

At least, this interesting young man is not worth his anger, after all, the difference between the two is too far. The lion is not angry with the disdain of the antelope, but only violent because of the provocation of the jackal.

Not only was he not angry, but Mephistopheles also felt a little funny: since the successful refining of this avatar, he had used his age advantage to pretend to be reckless to persecute those old foxes, and it was the first time that he had been treated in reverse, and this kind of identity conversion made Mephistopheles find it very interesting.

But unlike the opponents he encountered, Mephistopheles wasn't going to get used to them.

The reason why he was able to subdue those scheming opponents was because he held the entire Morte family in his hands, and the other party was nothing more than a microphone for his father, and of course it was not worth the Earl's head to bow down.

The Tallian family is also a noble force on the frozen coast, but no matter how you look at it, it is far from the Morte of the "Silver Family", not to mention that the Morte family has a devil like Mephistopheles who is ready to roll up his sleeves and end the game if he disagrees.

After waiting for a while, Riffin found that the other party did not respond to his meaning, which made him a little discouraged when he was ready to answer the other party's questions at any time, as if all the dramas he had carefully designed were performed for the cavemen.

It can't be helped, the topic still has to go on, and for a good lobbyist, or a self-righteous lobbyist, there is nothing more annoying than being cold, even if it is better to ask and answer yourself.

"This kid can't be so frightened by my remarks that he might cry and go to his mother for a while!" Riffin guessed maliciously, and only retracted his thoughts when he touched the bat's wings on the opposite wall and the pair of corners hanging beneath it.

Only then did he realize that the person in front of him was not an ordinary child, but a knight who could fight Bato Flame Demon head-on.

Of course, Riffin didn't believe the rumors that Cherno was alone in killing Bartow's Flame Demon.

And this is indeed the case, except for the pair of curved horns brought back by Cheno, which belonged to the Barto Flame Demon, the rest of the body parts belonging to Flomo had been burned by him with alchemy potions before he returned, and the external explanation was to prevent the abyssal aura and chaotic blood carried by the demon from polluting the land and water of the territory.

As the heir to the nobility, or the former heir, Riffin's mastery of knowledge is still remarkable.

In his cognition, not to mention a twelve-year-old child, he was a strong man who had entered the golden rank for many years, and it was difficult to get benefits in the face of the Upper Bato Flame Demon.

So, he felt that this was just some kind of propaganda done by the Moult family to build prestige for their next heir.

Thinking of this, Rifin felt that he was a little jealous of the child in front of him, he worked hard for the title of a baron, and the other party not only directly got the title of earl, but the Morte family also wanted to make it have greater prestige to take over the entire territory, and actually sent a golden powerhouse to besiege and kill the Barto Fire Demon to add merit to him.

"The Golden Strongman...... It should be the Heroic Spirits, but I don't know how many Heroic Spirits are alive in the Morte family. Thinking of the prestige of the Moulte family and the strength it contained, Riffin felt that he was full of energy, "As long as I can convince him, these resources will be at my disposal!" Thinking of this, the young man's heart to convince Count Chenault was a little more eager.

Although the change in the expression on Riffin's face was well concealed, it was impossible to hide it from Fawkes's eyes.

The old butler glanced at the visitor, who had fallen into some kind of delusion, and stopped talking. At this moment, he had already seen that the other party was unreliable, but he didn't know how to remind his lord.

Fawkes did not doubt Count Cheno's wisdom, he did not think that what he could see, Count Chenault would not see.

However, his lord's performance really made him a little confused, and that interested expression made Fawkes really can't guess the reason.

In fact, Fawkes was not afraid that the other party would be able to persuade or deceive his lord, but he was afraid that Count Chenoult would directly kill him on the spot in a fit of rage, and turn against the Tharian family in peace.

This thought was not unfounded, and from the conversation just now and the present observation, the old butler also saw that Riffin despised his own earl. He also couldn't understand why that arrogant young man would despise the rulers of the Morte family since he was jealous of the Morte family?

As if to see the hesitation on Fawkes's face, Mephistopheles nodded to the old butler without a trace, signaling him to let go of the worry in his heart.

In fact, not only in the eyes of outsiders, but also in the impressions of various retainers, he, a young earl, often acted impulsively. This is also deliberately revealed by Mephistopheles, after all, the age of this body is not yet fourteen on the surface, and a little old age can enhance his personal charm, but too old is afraid that it will arouse the suspicion of others......

Mephistopheles understood what was at stake, and he was indeed not angry with Rifin, looking at the young man who was talking to him, the familiar feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Have I seen him before?" the devil recalled carefully, but did not gain anything substantial, and could only suppress this strange sense of familiarity in his heart first, and patiently listened to the tirade that the other party had carefully prepared for himself.

"Yes, the Morte Territory does prosper. ”

Although no one accosted him, Lipin mastered his own advanced skills of talking to himself, and after experiencing a few times when he was angry about this time, he found that he didn't care much anymore, and even got used to it.

"However, this is only a false prosperity, there is no solid foundation to speak of, in fact, not only the Morte Territory, but the entire frozen coast is in a false prosperity, which is too far from the imperial capital. ”

Habit is habit, some things that should be said still have to be continued, and if the other party is not frightened, how can that child concentrate on listening to Young Master Riffin's next "advice"?

"Of course, you may not believe what I say, but that's because you haven't been to the imperial capital yet, and when you go there, you'll find out what 'prosperity' really is. You know, the imperial capital is ......"

Richen, who said that he was rising, began to describe the imperial capital in detail, and I have to say that his expression ability is really good, at least a few sentences can describe the prosperity of the imperial capital vividly.

As for whether or not it has been embellished, Mephistopheles is skeptical.

Although he really hadn't been there, he still had basic knowledge, and it wasn't difficult to judge the truth of the other party's words. After all, no place can be as beautiful as the other person describes, and even the kingdom of the gods is the same.

Therefore, even if this young man who thinks that "the moon in other places is rounder than in the local area", even if he does not lie in the description of the imperial capital, he must have hidden many bad aspects.

Of course, this had nothing to do with Mephistopheles, so he didn't care about the contrast between the prosperity of the Frozen Coast and the Imperial Capital, but he knew why he was familiar with each other at the moment, because the other party's inexplicable sense of superiority was very similar to a "good boy" he had just met.

That's right, it's the "greed" that is a bit "arrogant".

"Let me see your ambitions, young man. If you show something that I am happy with, then I will introduce you to a 'friend'. The smile on Mephistopheles' face grew brighter as she looked at the talker: "I hope you can like each other then, I'm sure it will be fun." ”

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