Looking at Hanks's gaze, Chris laughed, he had heard of Hanks's uprightness more than once, and he didn't expect that there was such a slippery side, as for the matter in front of him, he had never had the idea of arresting him from the beginning, not to mention that the situation in front of him was not sure to leave all the other party behind, even if he could do it, I am afraid that he would have to pay a lot of price. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was only a little curious now, what was the origin of the other party, a warrior who was close to the eighth level, even in the imperial capital, it was considered rare, and one appeared in front of him, and he couldn't be sure whether the rest of the warriors except for the mysterious woman were also high-level warriors, if the difference was not far, such a force would definitely not be something that ordinary small nobles could have.

Of course, the most important thing is that whether it is the ice pick emitted by the woman or the sword aura emitted by the guard, they all make themselves quite fond of them.

Chris waved his hand, "Let's go!" He looked at the area and saw that there were no idlers on all sides, and added, "Hurry up!"

It was the same guard who looked carefully at Chris's eyes and made sure that he was not a fake, so he crossed his heavy sword to his chest, bent his head slightly, and made a standard warrior salute. Raise your head: "Your Excellency, thank you for your forgiveness, I can tell you for sure that what you have done is definitely not a bad thing, may the God of Light be with you." ”

Chris nodded, but did not speak, his eyes had already looked at the woman not far away, the woman only nodded slightly, and did not speak, probably afraid that others would see her identity.

Chris was a little disappointed, and could only say to Tammy beside him, "You show them the way!"

The guard replied, "Thank you for your generosity, we know the way, so let's leave." Without waiting for an answer, the group stepped back.

Chris stood still and didn't move, only faintly seeing that the other party was turning, and the woman looked back.

He sighed, "Let's go!"

Back to the Earl's Court, Chrissy took a short rest after bathing, and began to come to the study to read, in the eyes of outsiders, the life of the nobles is very comfortable, just do what you want to do every day, in fact, a strict demand for their own nobles is not the case, first of all, to learn the basic etiquette, and then some special occasion etiquette, such as meeting the emperor, and the details that the high-ranking nobles should pay attention to, even down to whether to use the left hand or the right hand when holding the wine glass, where to put the hand when standing and talking, and more specifically, who to face has its own subdivisions.

Then, a real nobleman requires elegance and broad knowledge, so the scope of knowledge cannot be narrow, so he must continue to learn and absorb the latest information. Of course, maintaining constant news about the imperial capital is also a necessary requirement for a nobleman to maintain his family status.

It's just that, at this point, Chris's father, Count Darnell, doesn't seem to care much, of course, as he gets older, Chris is not unaware that his family has been far excluded by the emperor for some unknown reasons.

But my father's reaction to this seemed to be too light.

It is understood that a nobleman with a fief, at least one-third of the income from the territory in a year should be used for intelligence, such as the remuneration of informants in the imperial capital and the cost of befriending powerful ministers in the imperial capital, but no one knows where Count Darnell's money is used, maybe because Chris is still young, anyway, in his eyes, his father is a very assertive and self-controlled person, if you stand in the perspective of the nobles, the father is simply an outlier among the nobles. He did not like pomp, frugality, sociability (and sociability), and did not love beautiful women, and he never saw him look at any woman other than his wife and concubine, and he still has only one son, Chriss, and a five-year-old daughter. However, his father cared for his 3,000 soldiers.

Father's subordinates are undoubtedly those city guards, among the three thousand soldiers, nearly half of them are second-level warriors, and among these half of the members, half of them are third-level warriors, of course, almost all of these middle-level soldiers hold high-level positions, as for the chief and deputy commanders, they are all seventh-level warriors like Nader, and unlike them, Nader does not have the ability to lead, so he became Cris's bodyguard.

It took Chris months to get acquainted with all the things of this strange world and all the people in this home.

And now, Chris has flipped through "The Origin and Transformation of Magic" and picked up another "Magic and Alchemy", these two books are Chris has been his homework for this time, unlike the "Aristocratic Etiquette" taught by his previous teachers, magic and alchemy have always been Cris's strongest interest when he integrated into this world.

The door rang, and the maid's voice came: "Master Chriss, Miss Irene wants to see you!"

Chris raised his head, smiled slightly, and raised his voice, "Let her in!"

The door opened, and a very cute little girl walked in, she was dressed in the most popular aristocratic lady dress in the imperial capital this year, and her quirky little face was lined with extremely delicate, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she was exposed: "Brother, listen to what my father said....." Then he was interrupted by a middle-aged woman following closely behind: "Miss Irene, please pay attention to your behavior!"

This middle-aged woman has eyebrows, solemn, a standard image of an old nun, this is the aristocratic etiquette teacher invited by her father, Mrs. Tyre, it is said that her ancestors once served as the court etiquette teacher of the first emperor, but in fact, even if it is fake, in such a small place as Kibu Town, there are not many choices at all, and the characters in the imperial capital may not be able to look at such an outdated aristocrat here. This is the inexplicable but absolute sense of regional superiority in the hearts of many people.

This house etiquette teacher is definitely a strict and old-fashioned person, and he will never allow the slightest mistake when teaching people, at least Chris's sister, Miss Erin in front of her------- is trained to be well-behaved at least in front of her.

Erin stood obediently in place, lifting the skirts on both sides with both hands, squatting slightly on her knees, this set of aristocratic girl's etiquette was very standard, and the rigid face of Mrs. Tyll behind her also showed a slightly satisfied smile.

Chrissy bowed his head slightly, no more than fifteen degrees, and a reserved and appropriate smile appeared on his face: "Welcome, my sister!"

Then Mrs. Tyre's smile grew even kinder.

Chrissy stepped forward slowly, gently lifted his sister's hand, smiled and said to the etiquette teacher, "Mrs. Tiel, I heard that the chef has newly arrived some brandt wine from the imperial capital, which should be suitable for the taste of an elegant lady like you, why don't you try it?"

Mrs. Tiel's face was even more satisfied: "Young Master Chris, I must say, you are the most respectful gentleman among the students I have taught all these years, the real one!" Then she turned to Erin, "Listen to me, dear Miss Irene, always remember: study!

It wasn't until Mrs. Tiel's footsteps faded away that Erin suddenly relaxed: "Brother, I don't want to learn etiquette!"

Chris sat back in his chair and smiled and asked, "Why?"

Erin said aggrievedly, "Mrs. Tyll always says that I am not good like this, but I have worked hard!"

Chris sighed, beckoned Erin to approach, and took her little hand: "Erin, you remember, people have to follow all kinds of rules to grow up, maybe there are many rules that we don't like, or even are unnecessary, but these are the price we have to grow, just like you don't like poplar flowers but they exist." ”

He knew that it would be a bit difficult to talk to a five-year-old child, but being born in a noble family was full of all kinds of helplessness, not to mention the only girl in a noble family, he could even imagine that when a noble lady like Irene grew up, most of them fell victim to a certain political marriage, but, according to his understanding of his father, maybe Erin will not fall into that way in the future, right? He secretly thought that he, the modern civilized mind from the 21st century, of course, could not accept such a thing.

Erin naturally didn't understand, but she also knew in her heart that the complaints she had just made should only be regarded as complaints, and she could only say them to her brother.

Therefore, Erin could only flatten her mouth and give up, she asked again: "Brother, I heard from my mother, you are going to Lantis Academy?" In her heart, she naturally didn't want her brother to leave, but after all, she still heard her brother answer: "Yes, Erin!"

Erin's little face became bitter: "Brother, you're leaving, but there is no one to play with me." ”

Chris lowered his head and gently stroked Erin's head: "Erin, my brother doesn't want to leave, but my brother won't never come back, although the Lantis Academy is not close, but my brother will come to see Erin as long as he is free, and he can also buy Erin a lot of beautiful clothes from the imperial capital, do you say?"

Erin smiled, the temptation of beautiful clothes for a little girl was great, so she quickly forgot about her displeasure.

The brother and sister laughed until the maid informed them of the beginning of the dinner, and Chris, who was served by the maid, changed his clothes and came to the dining room.

When they arrived at the dining room, their father and mother were already seated at the table, and Erin, who was beside her, had saluted her father and mother, and Chris sat down.

During the meal, everyone was very quiet, and according to the habit of the nobles, they could not speak during the meal, but the father glanced at Chriss, and suddenly asked, "I will go to my study in a moment." ”

Chris stood up and replied respectfully, "Yes, Father!"

Darnell nodded faintly, stopped talking, and ate quietly.

After eating, come to Darnell's room, this is a pure warrior's room, unlike the literati with rows of bookcases and bookshelves, entering the room, the most striking thing is that there are many weapons placed in the place where the bookshelf should be, the cold and cold texture, so that everyone who walks in has a slight cold feeling, and as a warrior, Darnell's favorite on weekdays is that a person in the room fiddling with these weapons that may represent different meanings, of course, if you are a nobleman or a mayor, there must still be a desk in the study to deal with official business, so there is a table by the window, and the table is neatly placed with paper and pens, but as far as Chris knew, under the desk were nothing more than some highly strong liquors.

Now Darnell sat at his desk, watching him quietly for a long time, which made Chris ask a little uncomfortably, "Father, do you have anything to explain?"

A very typical mixture of a man and a father, basically very bad at expressing feelings, especially in the face of his own children, Darnell is obviously like this, but fortunately, Chris's original body is not a very rebellious child, he knows very well the feelings of this cheap father for himself, but the father and son are really rare when they face each other like this, so this sentence makes Darnell, as a father, not know what to say for a while.

After a pause, he took a bottle of wine and two glasses from under the table, filled them, picked up one of them, then looked at Chris and pointed to the other.

Chris picked up the glass and took a careful sip, the wine was strong, spreading down from his mouth like a line of fire, his throat was hot, and puffs of hot air spurted out of his nose, Chris tried to control himself from coughing it out, so his face turned red.

Darnell smiled and said, "Not the first time you've had a bar?"

Chris still couldn't speak, only nodded.

Darnell said, "This is the strongest wine I have here...... "He looked at Chris, with a hint of imperceptible reluctance in his eyes, "Do you have to go to the imperial capital?"

A few days ago, when Chris persuaded his mother, his father didn't seem to mean to stop him, so he could only say one more reason for going: "Father, I want to go to Lantis to study magic." ”

Darnell looked at him quietly, "Is this what you really think?"

Chrisse replied firmly: "Yes!"

Darnell sat down in his chair, his eyes looking at a spear hanging on the wall, but his mind drifted somewhere: "You must be very strange, why do we such a nobleman stay in such a place all the time?"

Chris's curiosity was not great, but he had thought about it more or less since he was sensible, perhaps because he was young, he didn't think there was anything wrong with staying in this far north, but since his father took the initiative to talk about it, he couldn't help but ask: "Why, father?"

Darnell turned his head: "The reason, I will tell you after all, you are still too young now..... originally I didn't want you to set foot in the imperial capital." But men, you always have to go out of the house, now I only hope that you don't get too close to the nobles in the imperial capital..... you will know the reason in the future..... can you do it?"

Without thinking, Chris said, "Yes!"

Darnell looked at him for a while: "You answered too quickly..... I should have believed you according to your temperament, but every child of your age often goes out and forgets their parents' instructions... I don't ask you to swear either, I just hope you will remember this sentence of mine when you make friends. ”

Chriss, too, couldn't help but wonder, "Yes, father!"

Darnell waved his hand: "You go, think about what you have forgotten to prepare, hurry up." ”

As Chris reached the door, Darnell asked, "Today, the people in the slave market ......"

Chris looked back, "Father, you know?"

Darnell just looked at him, "Why do you want to let them go?"

Chris was a little nervous: "Father," Darnell gave him an encouraging look, and Chris continued, "They didn't kill us, I just reciprocated." He looked at his father and said, "And... Their identity may not be simple... Of course, this may be my one-sided guess, but I think it should not be too different from my guess. ”

Darnell groaned and said slowly, "You may not be wrong in what you did, but you have to remember that many people... Even most people, in their lifetime, cannot simply be judged as a good person or a bad person, maybe he has only done good things once and is seen, and he does bad things when he is not seen, or vice versa..... most importantly, you don't think that someone will always be your friend just because he has a good impression. ”

Or, you're right, after all, whether you were in your previous life or your current life, Chriss, has always been just a boy under the age of 20.