The tall man trotted to the punk and pretended to perform a completely distorted noble servant manner. Because he wanted to bend his waist deeper, his linen clothes that were not elastic were creaking.

It is obvious that his actions were only heard from others, and he probably had never seen a real noble servant salute with his own eyes.

Punk completely ignored his unruly and etiquette plan. He was not surprised that this guy recognized his mage. After all, the glory on his robe could be seen as long as he was not blind. However, this guy's hypocritical behavior of a flattering villain was still approaching him abruptly, which made Punk very dislike. Now Punk is in a state of caution. Any object that suddenly approaches him will make him urge to attack.

"Honor... Dear Master, this is the fief of Baron Bisadas. What are you... what are your instructions?"

The tall man seemed to feel the unhappiness of punk. He took a few steps back and shrank even more timidly.

"Take me to meet your baron"!

At this time, half of his face was hidden under the hood that came with his robe, and he looked like a mysterious and noble mage.

The tall man seemed to want to ask something, but the highest man just squirmed twice and squeezed out a phony change.

"Please...please come with me, Master Mage."

It was a bit surprising to hear this answer. Logically speaking, aristocrats with titles such as Baron should live in towns even in a small kingdom, and the fief should be dozens of villages around the town. Punk thought that this tall man would name a town, but according to his current reaction... the baron actually lives in this village.

It was not until he "questioned" the tall man along the way, like squeezing toothpaste that he realized that the full name of the baron was Akran Bisadas, who is now in his fifties. He is a declining... No, he should be said to be a decaying little nobleman. He also heard that he had been suppressed for offending the "big man". Now there are only three villages as fiefs. His Baron Mansion was built on a small hill south of the village of Mok. This tall man was a servant who was specifically responsible for managing the poor in Baron Bisadas's Mansion.

It turned out to be just a bankrupt house, and Punk felt a little fussy. In the Ferren plane, any professional can theoretically talk to any noble, including the king. Although the "theory" will be more or less affected by various factors in reality, Punk is also an apprentice of a third-level mage (he has been continuously meditating and practicing magic along the way) A powerless and powerless baron does not have any threat to him!

However, he still has to think of a surname for himself so that he will not lose his momentum, because only nobles and professionals can have surnames in this world, and poor people are not allowed to have surnames.

Walking on the uneven rural dirt road, Punk came to this "villa" that looked obviously disrepaired, but as Punk approached, his expression became more and more serious. He could feel that a professional who was at the same level as him was in the villa where even the iron fence was rusted.

Punk said that the next road was not led by a tall man, and the tall man who was frightened by the mysterious mage along the way almost left as if he was almost running away, which made Punk touch his smooth chin.

"Am I that scary?"

Just as Punk was about to knock on the baron's fence gate with his staff, the door of the house suddenly broke open. A guy wearing steel armor, carrying a knight's shield and a gun jumped from the door, jumping out more than ten meters away, and landed accurately outside the iron fence. With a crisp sound of armor collision, a piece of dust spread from the knight's landing point!

"Wow~Shi, it's a rare method~ Master! There are even professionals other than Laozi in this ~ ghost place. It's really %@# too ~ incredible"!

After saying that, he kicked a piece of dirt away with a casual kick, and raised a small piece of dust again.

The knight who "pop up" was a teenager with blonde hair. He looked just like punk, but he looked effortless in a heavy-looking knight armor.

This sudden appearance made Punk almost subconsciously start constructing a spell model of apprentice-level spell-type spell-sub-swift magic in his soul, and did not pause until he saw that the nerve knight did not make any hostile moves.

Punk looked at the surrounding terrain and found that the landing position of the knight happened to be in an open space where he could attack and retreat or defend. If his landing point was not a coincidence... then he would not have shown so unrestrained on the surface!

"Kain, is this how you entertain guests from afar? Where has the noble etiquette I taught you gone?"

A middle-aged man with a cane at the door walked out. The middle-aged man's blond hair was combed with meticulous hairstyle, and each hair was obedient, which was in sharp contrast to the chaotic and fluttering hair of the blonde boy on one side. He was wearing a gray and quaint dress, with tassels at the corners pointing neatly to the ground.

The middle-aged man stepped out of the door and performed a noble ceremony with a standard movement carved out of a mold:

"I am Baron Akran Bisadas, my naughty eldest son, Kane, makes you laugh at the guests."

"Hey, I'm so naughty. I'm super handsome......"

The blonde boy Kane next to him retorted, and he muttered a few times before shutting up until the Baron glared at him.

"I am Punk Sai'an, a travel wizard, and I was thinking of seeing the nearby city."

Punk also replied to a mage ceremony of no bad standard. He did not forget to keep paying attention to the seemingly untuned knight. The Baron's evaluation of his son just now had no reproach, but instead exuded a strong sense of pride.

"The father and son are probably the one who is a sing-law and the other who are a sing-law, wanting to make themselves mess up, but they don't know that this trick has been played with on earth."

Punk said quietly while thinking:

"It doesn't matter, I think your eldest son is still very "energetic""!

Needle-pointed to the wheat man, you are not polite.

Punk was very unhappy about Kane's provocative behavior that suddenly rushed out, and now he was just right to give him a reply with the Baron's words.

"I @%#, you kid is only a few years older than me. That face is so irritating to make people angry"!

It seems that Kane has a very rich body language. His dancing movements are heavy but his armor is crisp, and he looks like he is about to start fighting when he rushes up, but in fact, Punk feels that the fighting spirit in his body calms down.

"Haha, young people are just energetic."

In the end, the baron master seized the opportunity and called it haha.

"If you don't mind, stay here and taste the simple rice. You know, the wheat in Mok Village is very mellow."

"That's not to bother me."

Since the other party showed kindness, Punk didn't mind expressing some sincerity. He also needed to obtain information from the Baron to the city. It was necessary to sit down and start a "friendly atmosphere" exchange when the powers of the two sides were not much different. After all, Punk had systematically analyzed that Kane was also a third-level professional. There was no need to have a dispute lightly without any conflict of interest. Punk was also quite curious. How could a professional appear in such a remote place, or a knight who was second only to a mage?
Chapter completed!