Standing by the carriage, Fontel was dressed in a black gown, with a large-brimmed hat in the style of the old nobility of South Los and a handful of white swan feathers stacked on top of it—the young Fontel preferred pure hunting or a simpler suit.

But Vic Steward wouldn't allow him to do so.

And this time he rarely listened to the words of the old butler.

Because—

This time, it's about the face of the Doyle family.

You know, that lady inherits the title, but there will be many nobles present.

"Young Master, you have to remember to call Master Arthur Brother when you see him."

The old butler Vic admonished Vontel.

"Okay, I got it."

Vontel looked helpless.

The young heir to the lord always felt that his previous relationship with Arthur was good and did not need to be changed, but the old butler told him that he had to change.

'Young Master, you may not know what the current Young Master Arthur represents.

But please remember that as long as Master Arthur is your brother for one day, the Doyle family can exist without worry.

Even, it can be taken to the next level. ’

Fontel recalled the words of the old butler, and he did not know what the 'Ranker' was, let alone what it meant.

Even though the old butler told him several times, he still couldn't understand it.

However, he is looking forward to meeting 'Ms. Anna'.

Looking at his young master's expression, the old housekeeper Vic was full of helplessness in his heart.

'It would be nice if my young master was Arthur! ’

Although he knew that it would be disrespectful to think so, the old butler really wanted Arthur to become the heir of the Doyle family.

'Rank One'!

That's the 'Ranker'!

The old butler, who knew what the 'Advanced' represented, was full of anticipation in his heart.

Unfortunately, it wasn't.

However, the Doyle family can still borrow a little bit of brilliance.

Thinking of this, the old butler spoke again—

"Young Master, you have to remember Master Arthur......"

Before the old butler could finish his words, Albert, who was on the other side of the carriage, took off the longbow from his back, and the ten guards who accompanied him raised their long guns.

Without hesitation, the old butler pushed Vontel back into the carriage and stood outside the carriage door himself, blocking any prying eyes with his body.

Da-da-da-da!

The crisp sound of horses' hooves is continuous.

The next moment, a cavalry contingent of fifty people appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Albert, who is the head of the Doyle family's swordsmanship and hunter, tightened his whole body, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the manor behind him - the terrain in front of him was too unfavorable for the cavalry, and he had to use the fortifications of the manor behind him, although it was rude to enter without telling him, but there was no need to worry so much at this time.

However, immediately, the head swordsman and hunter of the Doyle family breathed a sigh of relief.

Because, this cavalry showed its banner -

Three blood-colored swords crossed in front of a black iron shield, and a bunch of irises were wrapped around the banner!

This is the banner of the Lisopp family.

The three blood-colored swords represent the feat of taking the lead three times.

The black iron shield represents a big man who once saved.

As for irises?

In South Los it represents the reversal of a major battle.

And in all of South Los Horos, only the Lord of Lithop met this condition.

No!

Now it's Lord Lithop Jr.!

The master swordsman and hunter thought and made a safe gesture to the old butler.

The old butler, who was standing in front of the carriage, put the dagger and dagger back into his sleeve, and walked forward with a smile—

"Greetings from the Doyle family, Lord Lithop Jr."

Aristocrats always have a so-called aristocratic demeanor.

When fighting, you have to obey.

Not to mention, now this first sight.

The cavalry line dispersed, and Gold, dressed in full armor, rode out on his horse, and when he was about 10 meters away from the old butler Vic, the little Lithop turned over and dismounted.

At this moment, the old butler Vic was completely relieved.

At least the Lisopp family is friendly.

The hand behind his back raised his index finger slightly.

Immediately, the Doyle men raised the muzzle of their muskets.

"You're Vic Butler, aren't you?

It's an honor to meet you.

Is Lord Vontel here? I would like to see you. ”

Little Lithop's enthusiasm surprised the old butler Vic, but when Little Lithop said that he was going to visit alone, the old butler looked at Albert, and after the head of his swordsmanship and hunter nodded, he led little Lethorp to the carriage.

"Hello, Lord Fontel."

"Hello, Lord Lithop Jr."

Met politely, but soon the conversation became eager.

Because, little Lithop took the initiative to mention his 'loving father Arthur'.

And Vontel even admitted that he missed his 'brother Arthur' very much.

As soon as the two young people had a common topic, they immediately became different.

And the two families also became harmonious, the head of the guard and master of the sword of the Lisopp family, Gold, and the head of the sword and head hunter of the Doyle family, Albert, talked in a low voice on one side, and although the guards of the two families were still distinct, they were not saber-rattling.

The Golden Oak Banner representing the Doyle family and the Blood Sword banner representing the Lisopp family stood at the gate of the manor, unfurling in the wind.

In the distance, a convoy was approaching slowly.

Sitting in the carriage, Brewer leaned back in his seat smoking a cigar, and the cushions filled with velvet and sponge made him more comfortable and comfortable.

Especially when I see more than a dozen carriages behind me from time to time, this kind of comfort and comfort is even more straight up.

The Bernice family fell.

The Coaster Chamber of Commerce and the Emond Chamber of Commerce are also gone.

It's finally his turn, Brewer!

Nanlos, which has both inland and outlet to the sea, is so rich that there are legends of wealth every day, especially when some prestigious merchants fall, like a whale falling, and more merchants will appear in Nanlos.

Brewer is like that.

By picking up the Coaster Chamber of Commerce and the Aemond Chamber of Commerce, his wealth skyrocketed more than tenfold.

But this also made him targeted by the Bernese, and just as he was about to run away, the Bernes family collapsed.

It's completely down.

Through the confrontation, this part of the opportunity occupied, Brewer once again picked up the leak, and his wealth skyrocketed tenfold again.

This has also made him the largest and richest businessman in Nanlos after the 'Lady of the Long Night' recently, especially after receiving the invitation to inherit the title of 'Lady of the Long Night', Brewer's heart is extremely inflated.

The merchant considered himself favored by the goddess of fate.

Maybe there's a chance to eat the 'Lady of the Long Night' industry.

With this thought in mind, the businessman's attitude became arrogant.

Not only did he slow down his coachman, but he also had the rest of the merchants follow him.

He's going to be with the 'Lady of the Long Night'.

He's going to put on his own pose.

Anyway, this time the title inheritance, he should be the most honored guest.

As for the nobles coming to watch the ceremony?

How can it be!

He wouldn't believe that the 'Lady of the Long Night' had broken through the 'barriers' of the nobles.

Call!

The thick smoke was sprayed on the carriage window by the great businessman, and Brewer liked to watch the smoke crash into the glass without returning, and he admired the powerlessness of being so close at hand that there was no hope of breaking through—especially when his opponent did.

At the moment, it is no exception.

Call!

Another puff of smoke.

The spilled smoke swirled on the glass.

Brewer admired the scene.

Subsequently, the big businessman saw something in the fumes.

Suddenly, the big businessman rushed to the window, his forehead pressed against the glass, his eyes glared to the limit, staring stupidly into the distance.

A cigar in your mouth?

It has already fallen.

All that remained was the shouts of the hasty -

"Accelerate! Hasten! Speed me up! ”

(End of chapter)