Three hundred and ninetieth chapters envy, jealousy
Orange.
It's late January now, and the weather is still a bit cold. But Orange has always been hot, so the cold won't last long.
It should be warm in February, and farmers will start farming.
The situation in Orange has not changed much from before Luther left. The new party is fighting against the new party, and the three nobles are fighting against the three nobles. Generally speaking, everything is peaceful.
Golden City!
This largest city in Orange has become a lot depressed and also a lot cold.
Although this city is full of traces of magic, it is not yet a magic city. It does not have a strong defense or offensive system, nor does it have a powerful tower spirit that can coordinate everything.
Therefore, this city still needs to rely on knights to check the passing crowds.
Although the city has become much depressed, the number of people coming and going is still relatively dense. The knights have a heavy workload and conduct strict inspections.
This put Luther and Old Saul in trouble.
There is a village northwest of the Golden City. In a house in the village, there is a teleportation point set up by the king's spies.
Old Sol, Luther, and the Eagle King passed through this teleportation point and returned to Orange.
Now Luther, Old Sol, and the Eagle King left the village and came to a remote place to sit down and discuss.
"There are two problems. One is that we cooperated with Libya and Felger to attack the new party, so the king blocked the news for us and concealed the strength of our earth knights. But how can we enter now without alerting anyone?
What about Golden City’s discussion with the earl?”
"The second one is that the Count has agreed with us to launch an attack in May. It's only February now. Is he fully prepared?"
Old Sol was sitting cross-legged, opposite Luther, and on Luther's shoulders stood the Eagle King.
An annoying fly flew by. Old Sol crushed it to death and threw it away.
"How disgusting." Luther thought to himself as he looked at the flies that were crushed into a ball.
"The second question is a problem, but the Count of Libya plans to attack the new party in May, so it is definitely certain. Even if the preparations are not enough now, you can make up for it with your father's joining. The most important thing is that the royal capital will only be blocked by one
"If we don't take action now, the New Party will know that we are going to attack the Orange New Party, and they will be prepared."
Luther was originally supporting his chin with his right hand. As he spoke, he changed his right hand to touch his chin and said, "As for how to quietly sneak into the Golden City to meet the count, you have to go through a person."
"Who?" Old Sol asked.
"Al, Libya, a playboy." Luther said.
"How to contact him?" Old Sol asked.
"I know that this guy has a secret lover, and he is settled in a villa northwest of Golden City. Let's go stay there."
Luther said.
"good."
The father and son took action immediately.
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Three days later.
To the northwest of Golden City, close to the huge mountains, there is a group of villas, but they are scattered very scattered and far apart from each other.
This place is very suitable for raising a lover. Many big shots in the Golden City like to buy a villa here and raise a lover.
There is a villa at the bottom of the mountain, with the mountain peak at its back, small maple forests on the left and right sides, an open area in front, and a small river flowing not far away.
The environment is very good and suitable for leisure.
During the day, I can go fishing and have afternoon tea. If I get interested, I can paint oil paintings. At night, I can have sex with a beautiful woman in my arms.
Delightful.
As a playboy, Mr. Al knows how to enjoy himself.
Mr. Al is a member of the Libyan earl family and is a wealthy man. He is protected by many high-ranking knights when he comes out.
But sometimes Mr. Al likes to play exciting, like today, he took his little lover, Mrs. Moxia, to a small maple forest, and ordered the knight not to follow.
Plan to have a fun wild game.
After a while of groping and kissing, his clothes were half exposed, and he was about to raise his gun and go into battle.
"Mr. Al, you are really good at playing." A teasing voice sounded.
Mr. Al was almost impotent, and Mrs. Moxia in his arms was even more panicked. She quickly grabbed her clothes to cover up her beauty.
After a while, Luther and Old Sol walked out from behind the maple tree, and Aliena cast a soundproof barrier.
"Luther, you bastard. If I can't harden up in the rest of my life, I will definitely kill you." Mr. Al was worried at first, thinking that he had encountered a new party or an attack by gangsters. When he saw that the person coming was Luther, he immediately relaxed and said,
And started cursing mode.
While cursing, he lifted up his pants and stood up.
"Touch." With a sound, Mrs. Moxia fell to the ground.
"Mosiah." Mr. Al was startled and quickly went to help him.
"She'll sleep for a month," Luther said.
"What on earth do you want to do?" Mr. Al was really angry, almost impotent, and his mistress was fucked inexplicably.
What a bastard.
This guy.
"Let me show you this first." Luther took out the king's official appointment document from the space ring and handed it to Mr. Al.
Mr. Al took it doubtfully, and then his face changed drastically, and he looked at the father and son in front of him in shock.
"White...White Eagle...Earl???" Mr. Al, who has always been smooth, seemed to be stuttering at this time, stammering.
Oh my god, what did this father and son do?
The king, who had not increased the number of nobles with local titles for hundreds of years, actually conferred the title of local earl.
This local count is actually an old acquaintance of the Pompeii family.
You must know that Mr. Al watched Luther "grow up".
He had to admit that Luther was really good at twisting things. He came to the Golden City alone and spent money to find him and enter the top rich circle.
Participated in top dance parties one after another and accumulated a strong network of contacts.
This is not something that ordinary people can do. As a partner of an advertising company, Mr. Al has brought many people into the top circles, but only Luther can be so successful.
Eloquence, social skills.
Both Luther and Pompey were extremely tyrannical.
What happened later was beyond Mr. Al's expectation. Luther Pompeii not only promoted Pompeii wine, but also used this deep network to make a fortune.
He first defeated Viscount Silver Wing, and then when the new party launched an attack, he captured six territories in one fell swoop and became the governor of the White Eagle Territory.
Becoming the only three great nobles in Orange.
This development is already fucking fast enough.
In the blink of an eye, the governor turned into a count again.
Is this a magic trick?
Are you a clown or a magician?
After being shocked, Mr. Al became a little furious, threw away the appointment document, jumped up, pointed at Luther's nose and cursed.
"Have you, you bastard, changed your mind? You brought the appointment document to shock me, didn't you? Let me tell you, I will not be envious, jealous or hateful, you bastard."
In fact, Mr. Al is extremely envious, this is an earl, you bastard.
Even if it is a palace title, it is enough gold to dazzle Mr. Al. Let alone a real noble title.
Oh shit.
This bastard came back to show off, nakedly showing off.
What a bastard.
Luther was pointed at his nose and scolded by Mr. Al, and spittle flew in his face. While covering his face with his hands, he thought to himself, am I so superficial?