Chapter 107 -106- Good evening, Your Majesty the Earl
Accompanied by his attendants, Count Tulip, who changed into his mage robe and put on his exclusive mask, entered the hall of Drunken Dream Salon.
"Hey, isn't this our Lord Earl? You look really dashing today."
"Haha, good evening, Your Majesty the Earl, it was great that you found the little baby for me last time! Is she still there today?"
"Lord Earl! I raise a glass to you!"
"..."
Seeing Count Tulip entering the hall, the nobles gathered around and greeted him warmly.
Enjoying the flattery of the stars, Earl Tulip was in a happy mood and responded one after another:
"Haha, distinguished guest, you are also very chic today."
"Sorry, our little baby will only be received once, but...if you need it, I can arrange one of the same style for you."
"A toast! My dear friends!"
"..."
With Count Tulip's response, the atmosphere among the nobles became even more heated.
Looking at the nobles gathered in the hall, Count Tulip couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
Most of these nobles did not know his identity, they only knew that he liked to be called Earl.
But as the organizer and the one who personally issued the invitations, he knew the details of everyone here!
ten years……
He has been in business for ten years!
90% of the noble families in Boulder came to attend the Drunken Dream Salon he held!
Although the vast majority of people here are not the ones in charge of the family, they are a very powerful force when united.
Many of them are the future heirs of various families!
He became friends with these nobles and held their hands.
And these are the connections and resources he has secretly accumulated!
There is a smile on Count Tulip's face behind the mask.
However, there was a cold glint in his eyes.
Haha, brother.
Thanks to you, the whole of Boulder thinks that I, Anthony, am a loser...
However, I, this loser, will get back what belongs to me sooner or later!
The Earldom of Castres, and the Duchy of Bold.
Soon, they will all be mine!
Thinking of this, Earl Tulip quickly put away the sharpness in his eyes.
He raised his glass to everyone and drank the red wine in one gulp with a smile.
The hall suddenly burst into cheers.
He made a slight gesture to signal everyone to quiet down, and then said gently:
"Everyone, Drunken Dream Salon is about to begin. I'm going to inspect today's final goods first. We'll see you later."
"Haha! See you later!"
"I heard that today's finale is about extraordinary people?"
"Yes, if you embark on the extraordinary path at a young age, you are considered a genius among ordinary people."
"I suddenly look forward to tonight's salon even more."
The nobles were talking a lot.
Count Tulip smiled and walked through the hall towards the iron door at the end.
However, when he came to the iron gate, his brows quickly wrinkled.
"Aren't there people on guard duty today?"
Looking at the empty entrance, he turned his head and asked, his voice very dissatisfied.
The attendant behind him was suddenly sweating profusely and said quickly:
"It should...should have been arranged? Maybe...maybe you have something to do and you have to leave now?"
Earl Tulip's frown deepened.
Although I know that there are five posts and one sentry every ten steps in the dungeon below, and even a mosquito will be discovered if it flies in, the identities of those members of the Blood Demon Order will not be revealed after all.
If any drunken noble accidentally walked into the wrong door, saw them in, and figured out their identity, it would eventually cause some trouble.
"Even if something happens, one person must be left on duty!"
"Check who is standing guard today and ask them to come see me later!"
He snorted coldly and said.
After saying that, he pushed open the iron door and walked in alone.
Entering the underground corridor, the vision quickly dimmed.
However, Earl Tulip has long been used to it.
In the cells on both sides of the corridor, those tonight's sacrifices were still sleeping soundly, and it was extremely quiet.
He was not surprised.
The effects of the medicine have not worn off on these girls yet. The more they sleep now, the more energy they will have in a while.
One of the purposes of his coming down to inspect the goods was to help them unlock the effects of the medicine.
"It's almost time. Give them the energy potion to wake them up. In a moment... it will be their stage."
Earl Tulip ordered to the Blood Demon cultists standing guard.
However, after hearing his words, the Blood Demon cultists did not respond.
Earl Tulip, who was about to continue walking inside, suddenly stopped.
He turned around and looked at the Blood Demon Cultist he had just ordered, frowning slightly:
"Why are you still standing there? Didn't you hear what I said?"
The Blood Demon Cultist slowly turned around and did not answer. Instead, he saluted him and said in a dull voice without emotion:
"My lord, the master...is waiting for you in the study."
"Hmm? The high priest came quite early today."
Earl Tulip was a little surprised.
He nodded slightly, said "Remember what I said", and then walked towards the study deep in the corridor.
The dungeon is particularly quiet today.
Not only the sleeping girl, but also the Blood Demon cultists standing guard were more silent than before.
They stood there one by one, with standard postures, like statues.
This surprised Earl Tulip.
What happened to these usually lazy guys today?
Did he do something wrong and make the high priest angry again?
Muttering in his heart, he came to the study.
The two forbidden blood servants of the first level of Fanxing bowed stiffly and opened the door.
Earl Tulip walked in casually, as if he were going home.
As he entered the study, the two blood servants closed the door again.
Count Tulip didn't care either.
When he discussed matters with the high priest, he never liked to be overheard, even by blood servants.
Scanning his eyes in the study, Count Tulip looked for the figure of the high priest.
However, after scanning around, I didn't see a single shadow.
Instead, I saw that the rotatable alchemy chair behind the desk had changed its direction and faced the bookshelf.
The high backrest blocked everything, and only the sound of turning pages could be heard.
Earl Tulip suddenly became happy.
No wonder he couldn't find the person. It turned out that the person was sitting on the desk!
Although I have long wanted to complain, the high priest of the Blood Demon Cult is not tall to begin with, and he usually has a stooped back. Now sitting on his desk, you can't even see his head from behind!
"Haha, Your Majesty the High Priest, when did you become interested in my collection of magic books?"
Count Tulip took off his mask and put it on the shelf, and said with a smile.
Hearing his voice, the sound of turning pages suddenly stopped.
The desk chair slowly turned around and came to the front.
A silver-haired girl wearing a maid uniform appeared in front of Earl Tulip.
She was sitting on a chair, holding a stack of parchment scrolls in her hands, her red-gold eyes full of amusement:
"Good evening, Your Excellency."
Earl Tulip was immediately stunned.
Sure enough... I don't have time to add more... It's hard to resist.