Viscount Kane's family, which had even sold their castle, was really in despair.
Today is his daughter's 16th birthday, and only about thirty people came to the banquet. Most of them had fake smiles on their faces and sarcastic looks in their eyes.
Wu Ming arrived relatively late, and arrived in a carriage when it was almost dark.
The old butler Ford was in charge and walked into the living room with the gift. The person receiving the gift was actually the wife of Viscount Kane. There was no butler at home to greet the guests.
"Thank you so much for coming over. I'm going to have two more drinks in a minute." Viscount Kane looked well-maintained and looked to be in his thirties, wearing a tight round-neck sweater.
Now, four months have passed since Wu Ming came to the world of gods, and the early summer has entered the autumn harvest season.
Autumn rain fell outside the window, and the fireplace was lit in the room, with firelight and candles reflecting each other.
Wu Ming is not a person who likes to be polite. He shook his windbreaker and said with a smile: "There are not many guests today?"
For a daughter's birthday party, if it were placed among the common people, it would be quite a lot to be able to invite more than thirty people.
But among the nobility, for such a big event, only thirty people are invited, so such a banquet can be said to be very shabby.
"Everyone has something to do, and many people didn't have time to come over." Viscount Kane smiled bitterly, still trying to save face.
Wu Ming laughed it off after hearing this. Viscount Kane's family has been passed down for hundreds of years, and no professional has appeared in the last two generations.
Just look at the Percival family and you will know that Viscount Charlotte would rather find his illegitimate son than allow the family to be inherited by ordinary people because ordinary people cannot support the appearance of a noble.
If there are no professionals in Viscount Kane's family in the next two generations, a century-old family will just disappear.
After all, the connections accumulated over hundreds of years will fade over time.
There have been no professionals for two generations, which has brought Viscount Kane's family to the edge of collapse. The reason why it has not collapsed is because the family has been passed down for hundreds of years and is deeply rooted, and other nobles are secretly supporting it. However, look at the current situation.
You know that favors always run out, and there were only thirty or so people attending the birthday party, which in itself was a very dangerous sign.
"Today is my daughter's 16th birthday. I'm very happy that everyone can come to celebrate. Everyone present is my most sincere friend." The banquet began, and Viscount Kane spoke first.
There was light applause all around, and many guests attending the banquet had perfunctory looks on their faces.
Viscount Kane smiled a little stiffly, clapped his hands, and signaled the maid to bring the dinner.
The dishes are very rich, including roast turkey, roast duck, suckling pig with sauce, bear paws with honey sauce, lamb chops, cumin beef, and excellent tuna.
Wu Ming watched all this with a cold eye and found that all the maids carrying the dishes were a little clumsy.
This led him to speculate that perhaps these maids were not real maids, but relatives such as Viscount Kane's niece, who came over temporarily to support the occasion.
It’s quite intoxicating to think about a Viscount who was so destitute that he couldn’t afford the housekeeper, and the maid used his relatives to support the scene. I really don’t know where Viscount Kane used the 220,000 gold coins from selling the castle. That money is not a small sum.
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"I've met my uncles and aunties..." As the dishes were served, today's birthday girl also appeared.
The daughter of Earl Kane is a little girl with a round face and freckles. She is wearing a purple tight-fitting dress. The clothes are somewhat tight and forcefully squeeze out a shallow breast ridge. However, she is not beautiful.
She scanned the crowd and found that there were only about thirty guests. She looked slightly disappointed and embarrassed, and seemed to understand what this meant.
"My dear, be happy." Viscount Kane forced a smile and kissed his daughter's forehead.
The little girl looked disappointed, bit her lip, and nodded silently, but her eyes were a little red.
This meal was not lively at all, but felt strangely depressing.
Viscount Kane told two jokes in an attempt to liven up the atmosphere, but ultimately failed.
Wu Ming held the wine glass and occasionally chatted with the neighboring nobles, talking about some unnutritious topics.
He could finally see that the so-called nobility were the product of boredom, especially the down-and-out little nobility, who were useless except for remembering the glory of their ancestors.
However, these few people control the rights of the majority and enjoy treatment that ordinary people cannot enjoy.
I really don’t know if the great nobles who are inherited from the gods are like this.
If so, Wu Ming felt that he would be disappointed, because what he wanted when he came to Holy Light City was not a life of drunkenness and dreams.
"I heard that the son of the Duke of Bauhinia is only 18 years old this year and is already a professional in World War II. He can suppress two or three opponents of the same level with a single-handed electric sword. It's really amazing!"
"What is the son of the Duke of Bauhinia? The truly powerful person is Princess Angina. Three years ago, Princess Angina reached level 9. Now I am afraid she has reached the hero level. She is only twenty-six years old this year!
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"Princess Angina was born into the royal family, and the son of Duke Bauhinia was born into a noble family. It is only right that they should be more powerful. If you ask me, the younger generation in Holy Light City should also look at Viscount Duncan. He went to the Magic Empire alone and got four
Recognized as the guardian of nature among the sages, he is a very rare druid spellcaster among humans. Becoming a hero is not a sure thing!"
During the chat, several nobles talked about the outstanding figures of the younger generation, and everyone had different opinions.
Wu Ming was very interested in these stories and sat aside to listen to them with great interest.
If Tibrague is a novice village, Holy Light City is an advanced map.
In Tibrag, first-class professionals are enough to dominate a party, and second-class professionals are overlords. But here, second-class professionals are the mainstream, and third-class heroes are not hard to see, and their overall strength has been greatly improved.
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Wu Ming was especially interested in the mage named Duncan.
He had learned the druid's transformation technique and was curious about how much amazing power this spellcaster inherited from the druid had. Because the druid was different from other professions in that he believed in the God of Nature and had
The methods are usually rather weird, and they are very famous among special professions.
"Gate, you must not be twenty years old this year, right?" While Wu Ming was listening to the story, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.
Looking back, I saw Viscount Kane holding a wine glass and saying, "I heard that His Majesty the King plans to organize a group of young people no more than twenty years old to go to the Magic Empire for exchanges. This is a good opportunity to show his face.
Those who can go will probably gain fame and fortune, I think you can try to sign up."
"What kind of exchange is this?" Wu Ming asked with interest since he had never heard of it.
Viscount Kane thought for a while and replied: "It seems to be a visit to the Mage Tower, the collection of books of the Four Sages, and some civil matters. I don't know about the rest."
The Magic Empire is adjacent to the Holy Light Empire, but although the former is called an empire, it does not have the title of king.
The entire magic empire, from top to bottom, is controlled by the Mages Guild.
Except for the four sages who live in seclusion behind the scenes, the people who call the shots publicly are the guild president and the Council of Senior Mages.
Moreover, the overall structure of the Magic Empire is also different from that of the Holy Light Empire.
There, there is no such thing as nobility. Those who enjoy privileges are mages. The entire country is also a machine that serves magic. Its strength ranks first among the eight empires, and its land area is more than three times larger than that of the Holy Light Empire.
"With four great sages who are comparable to the gods, a huge legion of unparalleled mages, and a complementary alchemy system, such a country is really worth visiting." Wu Ming's eyes flickered slightly, such a good opportunity, I am afraid that people who want to go
There should be quite a few, so I couldn't help but ask: "What are the conditions for registration?"
"It must be recommended by a noble, and it must be a professional, and it will be selected through a competition." When Viscount Kane said this, Wu Ming's interest suddenly dropped.
He has no interest in standing in the ring, acting like a monkey, showing off to those in power.
Moreover, Wu Ming's current strongest combat power is mainly concentrated in two aspects, namely black dragon transformation and soul pressure.
The former, a professional who can transform, has only been heard of druids. He is not a druid. After transforming, he will probably shock countless people's jaws.
As for soul pressure, this is a method only used by gods and demons. When Wu Ming faced Colt, he used incomplete soul pressure and was mistaken for the devil king.
Who knows what those who see him will think of him if he uses this ability again in front of these people.
If he doesn't use these two methods, he is just a newcomer who has just entered the second level. Under the threshold of twenty years old, it is difficult to say whether he can get a spot.
After all, the population of the entire Holy Light Empire is estimated to be around 2 billion, and there are at least a few million professionals out there. Among these millions of people, it is not an easy task to get 100 places to go to the Magic Empire.
It probably won't work without exposing your trump card.
"Let's talk about it then." Wu Ming laughed and no longer dwelled on this issue.
Viscount Kane didn't care either. He just said it casually and was the type to find something to say when he had nothing to say.
After all, he didn't think Wu Ming would be able to get a quota, because there was no need to participate in such a grand event organized by the king before the second turn. If he turned professional, he would be humiliating himself.
In Viscount Kane's opinion, Wu Ming is at best the first turn, and the possibility of the second turn is very low.
After having enough wine and food, the banquet gradually dispersed.
When Wu Ming left, it was still raining outside. The old butler Ford held an umbrella for him, and the two of them stood at the door waiting for the carriage to pick them up.
"Sir, do you want some flowers?" While waiting for the carriage, a weak voice suddenly came to my ears.
Wu Ming lowered his head and looked next to it, and found a little civilian girl hiding in the courtyard to take shelter from the rain. She was holding a flower basket in her arms. She was obviously selling flowers.
The little girl looked about twelve or thirteen years old. She had no shoes on her feet and her clothes were all patched. She held a huge flower basket in her arms, which contained roses, lilies, and tulips. It didn't look like she had sold many.
"Master, just buy one. It rained today and there are so few people buying flowers." The little girl said pitifully, and at the same time she sniffed hard, not knowing that she was smelling the flowers.
Fragrant, still smelling the smell of roast duck wafting outside the manor.
Wu Ming didn't know why, but suddenly thought of the little match girl.
Although it's not winter yet and it's raining rather than snowing, the conditions are very similar.
Separated by a wall, the down-and-out nobles still feasted on meat and fish, and a warm flame burned in the fireplace.
Outside, children from poor families can't even afford to wear shoes. Compared with these real poor people, Kane's own poverty is nothing.
"You are such a good boy." Wu Ming took out a silver coin and threw it into the little girl's flower basket.
The little girl was ecstatic, looked at the silver coins in the basket, and said timidly: "Sir, I'll give you five silver coins for the night, and we can play together."
Wu Ming: "..."
The world is dangerous and there is nothing to say.