Chapter 30: Misfortune (Part II)

The young man's voice was not loud, but it was still quite harsh in the current silent environment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Fortunately, Count Everley's rebuke was just right to block the young man's displeasure, causing the Morte guard's hand to hold the hilt of the sword back to his side.

In the distance, a spirited old man glanced at the young man expressionlessly, and didn't say anything, but a cold sweat stirred up behind the young man.

"That's the butler of the Morte family, isn't it?" guessed Count Everley.

As he spoke, the Earl's body remained straight, without any rude gestures such as turning his head sideways or turning around. The rise and fall of his lips was small, but the sound was clearly heard in the ears of the attendants behind him, and besides that, even the young man closest to the earl did not notice his father's "small movements".

By this act alone, the Count, who was a knight, showed strength at least the Silver rank.

"Yes, it is said that this butler has the strength of the pinnacle of silver, as long as he finds the right time, it is not impossible to master the power of the elements to advance to gold. ā€

The retinue behind the Earl was also an old man, his wrinkled skin made him look more than ten years older than the Earl, and his rickety body seemed to blow him down with a gust of wind.

However, this old man, who was about the same age as the Earl, had enough respect for others: not only the wisdom in his eyes, but also the three bright silver threads embroidered on the cuffs, which were the identity of the gold-rank mage.

"Advanced gold? ā€

As if reminded by the mage's words, Count Every let out a sigh.

Since he reached the peak of silver at the age of thirty-one, it had taken him more than thirty years to break through the elemental wall, and he could only watch his body grow old and his strength decline without being able to do anything.

The retinue did not say much about the count's exclamation.

Mages are different from knights, because they are in contact with the elements from the beginning, it is not as difficult for them to break through the elemental wall as knights, but there are gains and losses, and they are often in contact with the elements and it is not easy for them to discover the characteristics of the elements themselves, so after the same advanced gold, it is difficult for the mages to take advantage of the knights.

"But it's good to be able to advance to gold, at least Elu's life can be better. ā€

The Count quickly adjusted his mind, and there was a hint of concern in his tone.

"Yes," the mage nodded, then teased, "but you can't call Aru anymore, it's Count Alu." ā€

"You......"

The Count chuckled, causing the young man next to him to look back in astonishment.

The mage and the earl grew up together, and innocuous jokes were common.

It was precisely because of the deep relationship between the two that he chose to stay in the Deflo Domain.

You know, high-ranking mages are welcome in the realm of any noble, except those of the Frozen Coast.

Every time he went out with Count Everley, even for the sake of the earl's face, the other nobles did not give him much due courtesy.

While mages are not uncommon on the Material Continent, the Frozen Shores are rarely seen. This seems to be a legacy of history, causing most of the nobles of the Frozen Coast to have a poor sense of mages.

As for whether this would arouse hostility or retaliation from the powerful, the nobles were not worried.

Unlike that group of honorary nobles, the real nobles are protected by both the legal code and the canon, and killing the nobles will be strangled by the joint strangulation of all the noble lords and the temple, so no one dares to do this.

Otherwise, even if he was a priest of the temple or a bishop, he would not have escaped the judgment he deserved.

Everything is for the stability of order, this is the will of the gods.

Of course, the nobles usually did not persecute these powerful people too much, lest they vent their anger with their own heirs. Although each family is guarded by the Heroic Spirit of the Ancestor, when it comes time to leave the family residence, the Heroic Spirit cannot accompany him.

Therefore, even if the Moult family only had a silver-rank knight to rely on, no one would underestimate him because of this.

On the one hand, it is because other nobles need to ensure the proper status of such families in order to maintain the sanctity of the law and the nobility, and on the other hand, no one knows how many heroic spirits are hidden in this family......

Lady Eru did hear her brother's reproach, but she ignored it.

That guy is as unsuccessful as ever, and as always, he doesn't have half the respect he deserves for his eldest sister. However, now his identity is different from before, if he really says something that should not be said, then there is no need to do it himself, his father has to give himself an explanation.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously clenched the silver scepter in her hand, and for the first time realized the change in her status from the bottom of her heart.

Unfortunately, the cost of this right is really dearly.

She would rather she be the same Lady Elul, but unfortunately, Lord Io has no intention of turning the trajectory of fate back to square one......

The steady pace stopped in front of an eight- or nine-year-old boy, one of the two youngest children brought by the Morte branch. The reason why he was chosen over the other child was because Lady Eru saw the brightness in his eyes, which was somewhat similar to her Bell.

"Son, would you like to inherit the glory of the Moulte family in my name?" asked Lady Eru in a gentle tone.

"Of course I ......" the child's eyes flashed with a fiery light, and he was already eight years old, and naturally understood what Lady Elu's inquiry meant.

Unfortunately, however, his answer was interrupted by a thick bear roar.

The roar sounded like thunder in his ears, causing him to slump to the ground, his legs shaking, and his mind blank.

The other children did not behave much differently than him, but fortunately they remembered the most basic etiquette, and even though the tears were already rolling in their eyes, none of them dared to cry.

Hearing this roar, the adults present were startled, but they reacted quickly, and everyone, including Lady Ellu, turned their attention to Count Everley.

For a time, the location of the Deflo family received much attention.

None of the people present are stupid, and this kind of thing can naturally be reflected. Listening to the call, you know that it must come from an adult ice bear giant, and it is not weak.

Everyone knows what the Icefield Bear means to the Morte family, and at the time when the next successor is about to be announced, such a fitting interruption cannot be described as a coincidence.

If it weren't for the manifestation of the ancestors of the Morte family, then it could only be someone who was doing ghosts.

Judging from the current situation, the most motivated is naturally the Deflo family.