Lu Yu's plan to restore Lulutis to her original body has the highest priority.
Carrying her around all day long and failing to cover up emergencies will only increase trouble.
"Okay, I promise you, but I need to know what exactly you need me to do. Is it just a matter of mocking them and making them hate me?"
"You only need to play your true character. You can mock the servants of nobles as "vulgar stinky dogs" even though you are unfamiliar with the place, and you are full of superiority when talking to Drake and Andrew..."
Yas III smiled and said: "The Marquis only needs to show off his style in his own territory, and they will naturally feel offended. Of course, this is not enough. I hope they will be so angry that they will not be able to keep a calm mind and think carefully."
Think carefully.”
"When the time comes, I will send someone to fan the flames and guide the topic to the main point. As long as you push them into the trap, the party will be successful."
"When you leave later, the team leader will take you to meet a few helpers and remember their faces. They will assist you in all aspects tonight."
Seeing that Yas III had made all arrangements, Lu Yu nodded.
Yas III picked up a glass of water and took a sip. He had no intention of ending the conversation. Instead, he tapped the armrest of the chair rhythmically with his fingers, as if he was thinking about something.
After a while, Yas III said with some embarrassment: "You told old Drake your travel experience, but he recited it very boringly..."
Lu Yu suddenly realized that his feelings were treating him as a storyteller.
So he retold the story he told Old Drake before, and also included several DLC contents, which were all considered as bonuses.
Ailan, who had a stern expression, originally focused on Lu Yu, but as time went by, like Yas III, he became immersed in Lu Yu's "travel stories".
As Old Drake said, the area of Yas is surrounded by powerful monsters. Humans are just a small corner, and often no one will visit for a long time, let alone someone like Lu Yu who comes from an extremely distant country.
noble.
A story heard from a knowledgeable person is completely different from a story told by an ordinary adventurer.
Yas III was still unfinished, but the time had already reached noon, and he had to return to the palace to prepare to summon the confidants of the southern lord who would visit in the afternoon.
Yas III knew that Lu Yu had been acquiring various magic cores recently, and also learned about his physical injuries from Old Drake, so he specially prepared some gifts that were beneficial to his magic power.
But just when he was about to reward him, there was a rapid knock on the door.
Ailan walked to the door, took a letter and handed it to Yas III.
After listening to Lu Yu's story, Yas III, who was in a very good mood, glanced at the red paw prints on the letter and frowned.
After opening it and reading it, my face was filled with dark clouds.
Lu Yu felt that the atmosphere in the room was gradually becoming depressing, so he stood up and was about to leave.
Yasi III did not stop him, but tried his best to smile and asked Ailan to send Lu Yu out of the door.
It wasn't until Yas III and Ailan were the only two people left in the room that Ailan, who had been silent the whole time, asked in a low voice what happened.
"The lords of the southern territory, led by Nott, began to mint coins privately."
Ailan's hand shaking as he poured tea for Yas, spilled the tea on the desk.
The letter paper was clumped into a ball by Yas III, and the joy of finally replenishing it from Lu Yu was gone.
Yas III, who had a tense face, exhaled a sigh of relief after a long time and put the piece of waste paper on the table.
"Actually, I wanted to ask Lu Yu just now about his views on lordship and centralization..."
"Why didn't your Majesty ask?" Ailan followed the words obediently.
"Because I figured it out, he himself is the Marquis of the Seris Kingdom, a pioneer on the border, and a pioneer of the empire. A young marquis who can be given the right to develop by a monarch is probably also a confidant of King Seris."
"As a lord, will he betray his position?" Yas III asked.
Yas walked to the window with his hands behind his back, looked at the servants not far away who were as busy as ants, and smiled.
"I can't control Lu Yu. He is free and does not belong to this land."
"But you lords, it's time to shed some blood."
Lu Yu, who was arranged to rest in the room, slept until nightfall. It was not until Andrew knocked on the door that he woke up drowsily.
I saw Lu Yu still wearing a white shirt, sweatpants, and carrying a bulging backpack...
Andrew was surprised.
"Master Lu Yu, is this the way you dress up?" Andrew said quickly, "There are still a lot of clothes in the dressing room at home. Can I find someone to help you dress up again?"
Lu Yu took a look in the mirror and thought there was nothing wrong with this outfit.
For such an occasion where a noble attends, his outfit is particularly eye-catching, and it directly lowers everyone's dignity, which will definitely attract the stupid young people to criticize him.
My purpose tonight is to find fault with others, so I naturally welcome others to find fault with me.
He didn't care what Andrew thought, he pushed him out and asked him where he could get some food.
Before Lulutis went out, she ate a bowl of noodles with Sigrid's help, but for lunch she only ate two fruits on the plate in the room.
Lulutis, who was now constantly hungry, felt aggrieved as she sent "Gululu" in the chat room.
"I want to return to my human form quickly, but it's too uncomfortable to hide in my backpack every day."
"Then you have to pray that the potion will succeed once you get the ingredients together, and the effect will be correct." Lu Yu replied in the chat room.
"Stop talking about this, find a place where no one is around and give me something to eat. I'm really hungry!"
Seeing a food truck passing by Andrew, Lu Yu quickly shouted to stop.
"Are you hungry, Lord Marquis? These are just pastries. There are many delicacies in the main hall of the party. There is no need to put them in your backpack, right?"
Andrew was stunned. Lu Yu actually swept through the dining car, took some of each pastry, and stuffed them all into his backpack.
Just looking at this behavior, Lu Yu didn't look like a marquis at all, more like a hungry man who had never seen food. It was too cheap.
Is this the same Lu Yu who was so arrogant and had an overwhelming sense of superiority when he talked to him before?
When the waiter left, Lu Yu educated Andrew seriously.
"You also know what your Majesty asked me to do. If I don't pretend to be vulgar, how can I make them feel superior? If they don't have a sense of superiority, how can they have the idea of mocking me?"
"In order to get into the role as quickly as possible, I decided to start acting now."
Andrew nodded in understanding, but still asked doubtfully: "Didn't His Majesty ask you to take the initiative to laugh at them?"
"When it comes to promoting hatred, if you take the initiative to attack, others can hide. But if the other party takes the initiative to attack and I fight back, they won't be able to retreat. Do you understand?"
"It seems, I understand..."
Lu Yu didn't expect Andrew to understand either. Andrew didn't know how to show off or fish. He couldn't even be a nobleman.
Lulutis's assessment of Andrew was quite correct.
He is suitable to be a magician and focus on his own hobbies, but he is not suitable to be the head of a family and manage the family.
He is kind, although his kindness has obvious class restrictions.
It's like he lets his slaves eat one meal every day. Compared with other nobles, he is a great good person. However, looking out of this perspective and looking at it from the eyes of Lu Yu, an outsider, he is just a slave owner.
Whether a slave owner is kind or a slave owner, he will eventually protect his property and choose to persecute his slaves.
But when talking to Lu Yu, who is in the same class, he is a warm-blooded young man with a unclear mind and a strong sense of justice. He is a humble and polite child.
This is the shackles of identity, a brand that he cannot escape as he comes from a noble family.
Lu Yu was very puzzled about old Turner. Didn't he know what his son was thinking and what his head was like? It wasn't like the Turner family had no other heirs, so why did they grab this guy and force him to move in the direction he expected?
Let him take over the family, and he won't play both sides. With just his passion and sense of justice, he will be crushed into powder by other nobles in minutes.
After thinking about it, Lu Yu could only tell himself that Old Turner firmly believed that Andrew would grow up very quickly and would transform into what he wanted.
But now it seems that it is enough. He was the only one called by Yas III to talk alone today.
Because he wanted to introduce to Lu Yu who would be the host for tonight's party, the cavalry captain also told him that Andrew's task as a host tonight was to pick up girls and try his best to ensure that he was surrounded by girls.
But Andrew told Lu Yu that he didn't know how to deal with girls and was now very nervous and afraid of screwing up.
Damn you, you are a handsome guy after all. It shouldn't be difficult to seduce a girl after you act. Why are you so unsure of yourself?
"Last time, I chatted with the youngest daughter of Viscount Raul's family for an entire afternoon and taught her how to deal with goblin attacks, and then she ignored me again."
"How did you teach it?"
"Just...teach her how to cut off the goblin's weapon-holding hand, and then decapitate it as quickly as possible."
“…”
"After I talked to Baron Leylan's eldest daughter about our tactics for killing goblins, she ignored me."
Lu Yu covered his forehead and cursed in his heart.
No wonder Andrew fell in love with large-scale figurines such as dolls, and worked hard to transform them into dolls that fit his own aesthetic.
It turns out that you, Andrew, had a history of relationships before, but they were frustrated one after another, so you plunged into the figurine pit.
"Can you turn off the microphone when you eat? Why is my mind filled with the sound of your eating broadcast!"
When Lu Yu and Andrew were chatting, ASMR never stopped in his mind.