Klein, who had just experienced Old Neil's money repayment ritual magic, had not yet come out of his surprise. He never thought that Old Neil had really succeeded, and was thinking about whether he should try it too.
That’s 30 pounds! His salary for ten weeks!
"Kline? Klein?"
"ah?"
Klein came back from his fantasy, looked at Roxanne who had just waved her hand in front of him, and laughed dryly:
"Roxanne, what can you do?"
The brown-haired girl Roshan frowned and looked at Klein who felt something was wrong:
"Klein, what's wrong with you? I called you so many times and you didn't respond."
"Ah? It's okay, it's okay. I was just thinking about yesterday's demonstration in Backlund."
Klein scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, hey, I can't tell you that I'm thinking of using magic to make money!
"That kind of demonstration is very common. A month ago, there were demonstrations in major cities across the country to repeal the Corn Laws."
Roxanne, who has a quick mind, is easily attracted by the topics Klein talks about, and talks about her own experiences with enthusiasm:
"In Tingen, I participated in many demonstrations. The previous "Corn Bill" encouraged factories to accept female workers and advocated women to go out for employment. Let me tell you, I used to..."
Klein quickly interrupted Roxanne's interest. If she continued, he didn't know where it would lead. He pointed to a black-and-white photo in the newspaper, which showed seven or eight disabled soldiers supporting each other and raising their hands.
Wearing parade slogans.
"But Roxanne, the people marching this time are all retired soldiers, and they are all disabled soldiers."
"This is a normal thing. There will always be such parades after wars in the kingdom. Who caused our country to have such a bad soldier pension system problem?"
Leonard Mitchell, who had black hair and green eyes, came out of the partition. He was still not wearing formal clothes, and his white shirt was not tucked into his pants. He was full of a poet's bohemian attitude.
"Aren't you afraid of something going wrong?"
Even though he has never participated in a parade or seen a parade, Klein knows very well that different people in the parade are different. Especially like in the newspaper, a group of soldiers, a group of soldiers who have experienced life and death, if handled improperly, will cause chaos.
Extremely terrible thing.
"The Extraordinaries in the Loen royal family and the army are mostly of the 'arbitrator' rank, and are best suited to handle riots and demonstrations. With them under control, there won't be any big troubles."
"Arbiter? Is it also Sequence 9?"
Klein has long wanted to know the extraordinary knowledge about the Loen royal family and nobles, but Old Neil has been teaching him other mystical knowledge, and he has never been able to find a suitable excuse.
Leonard was not sitting on the sofa, but was leaning on the sofa, looking free and casual. He looked down at the newspaper on the coffee table, raised his head and said:
"Yes, 'arbitrators' often have convincing charm and sufficient authority, as well as excellent fighting ability to deal with unexpected situations."
This sounds very similar to Mr. "Emperor". Different Mr. "Emperors" seem to have very good observation skills. Is it a higher-order ability or something cultivated by oneself?
Klein thought for a moment and continued to ask:
"Are the members of the royal family extraordinary? Are they also arbiters?"
"Some members of the royal family must be extraordinary people. I don't know if they are in the arbiter sequence. After all, the Augustus family has existed in the Fourth Age and is a family that has been passed down for two thousand years."
Then there must be high-sequence Beyonders in the royal family, Sequence 3 or Sequence 2, or even Sequence 1?
Although Klein studied history, he mostly studied the history of this era, that is, the Black Iron Era. However, Augustus spanned two eras, and he couldn't help but sigh:
"Two thousand years!"
As a grandfather, Leonard naturally knew a lot about these families passed down from the Fourth Age. He counted them with his fingers and listed them one by one:
"There are more than just Augustus families, such as the Castilian family of the Feneport royal family who also controls the 'arbitrator', the Einhorn family of the Fusac Empire, the Sauron family of Intis, and the Solomon family.
of……"
Klein, who was enjoying listening to it, saw Leonard suddenly stop and asked:
"Solomon what?"
Leonard coughed suddenly and continued:
"'King of the Five Seas' Nast is said to be a royal descendant of the Solomon Empire."
"Nast? Owner of the Black Emperor?"
Black Emperor? Emperor? Klein’s eyebrows furrowed. He felt as if he had caught something?
"right."
…
Backlund, Queens, the huge banquet hall in Count Wolfe's home.
Audrey Hall wore a light white dress with a stand-up collar, high waist, and leg-of-mutton sleeves. The upper body was tightly tied, the waist was very thin, and the multi-layered cake cut was perfectly supported by whale hoops.
Her long golden hair is elegantly tied up, and her earrings, necklaces and rings are all shining with dazzling light. At her feet is a pair of white dancing shoes inlaid with roses and diamonds.
She was holding a glass of crystal-clear champagne in her left hand, but instead of being in the center of the banquet and becoming the focus of everyone like before, she avoided the excitement and stood quietly in the shadow of the curtain of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
She took a sip of champagne and looked at the people in front of her with an attitude that didn't belong here:
Mrs. Dela used her left hand to hide her laughter again and again today. Well, I know, she was showing off the pure aquamarine on her left hand.
Her husband, Duke Negan, was not far away discussing the situation with several conservative nobles. From the beginning of the banquet to now, he had only taken the initiative to look for his Lady Dela once.
They barely make eye contact and maybe, well, they're not as affectionate as they let on.
Mrs. Panis was amused by Baron Larry seven times. This was normal and not surprising, but why did she look at her husband with guilty eyes. Well, they were separated. No, wherever they went they could lead to
garden.
Count Wolfe's youngest son Todd didn't talk to a girl from a noble family, but talked to a man?
The man was very tall, nearly ten centimeters taller than the adult Todd. He had black hair and brown eyes. His bow tie was straighter than the others. It seemed to be a specially made style, more like a barrister's or a judge's.
Fake collar.
Is he a barrister?
This is Countess Wolfe's ball. Most of the invitees should be nobles or people from both parties. He shouldn't be a noble. I haven't seen him before. Is he a member of the New Party? But why is he talking with Todd?
?
He noticed me!
Audrey saw the man turn around and look at her, so she raised the champagne in her hand and nodded in greeting.
Audrey breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, she suddenly felt something. She turned her head suddenly and looked at the spacious balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the dark corner of the spacious balcony.
In the shadow, a large golden retriever dog sat quietly, looking inside with peaceful eyes, looking at Audrey, half of its body hidden in the darkness.
Susie! The corner of Audrey's mouth twitched, her expression instantly collapsed, and she could no longer maintain her "audience" status.