Robbie waited on the side of the road, and after a long while, he saw Margaret reluctantly leaving the tavern.
Seeing Robbie standing aside, he probably was dissatisfied with Robbie's attitude towards Top, so he glared hard and hired a carriage to return to his mansion.
Not long after, the chief courtesan had a new look. She put on elegant and luxurious clothes, beautiful jewelry, and a breathtaking scent of perfume. It looked like she was going to attend a noble ball.
This time, Margaret was riding in her own carriage, four tall horses, with coats as white as the snow.
Along the way, when they saw Margaret's exclusive carriage passing by, the guards and nobles all took the initiative to dismount and salute and say hello.
Margaret was always cold and distant, completely different from the lively person she was in the tavern, as if she was a completely different person.
The black cat sat on Robbie's shoulder, looking at the proud Margaret, as if admiring his own work:
"Humans are very interesting. I initially just helped her with some small favors and made her the chief socialite of Stormwind City. Later, I found that I didn't need to use human charms, but the nobles still came one after another and treated her as a guest, even if they smelled the corpse on her body.
The smell doesn’t flinch, and what’s even more frightening is that this smell has become a popular trend.”
"Does that mean the smellier you are, the more attractive you are?" Robbie asked.
The black cat nodded and said with a contemptuous smile: "A bunch of stupid humans."
Robbie could understand the reason. The nobles had never seen any beauties. In their eyes, alluring beauties and beauties were just mediocre. What they admired was Margaret's identity, not her appearance and body.
"Margaret is able to achieve her current status as the chief socialite of Stormwind City, thanks to King Varian's frequent visits, which makes her famous far and wide. The teleportation circle in the basement is prepared for His Majesty the King."
"King Varian?" Robbie scratched his head. For some reason, he suddenly felt that Margaret was really charming.
Damn it, is this just what everyone says? The attraction of a king's woman.
The black cat squinted his eyes and said: "Of course, it is my human charm that can attract King Varian. My magic is different. Only people with gaps in their souls can be attracted, such as you.
I can't use it on people like this."
Robbie asked strangely: "I'm nothing different."
The black cat nodded gently: "As for you, to put it nicely, you have a moral bottom line and adhere to principles. To put it bluntly, it is called being stubborn and unwilling to adapt. As long as you violate your psychological bottom line, no benefits will be able to move you.
So you can't become a true noble, let alone a royal family. Those who are truly superior only have their own interests in mind, and in order to maintain their status, anything can be used as a trade object."
"You can't generalize. There are also some heroes among the nobility." Robbie distinguished.
"Yeah, then tell me about the hero in your heart."
"For example..." Robbie was surprised to find that he couldn't answer any of them. He couldn't say Alsace, after all, Alsace's reputation was not very good.
Black Cat smiled proudly and said:
"You must have noticed that this is called natural selection. Those among the nobles who adhere to certain principles are eventually eliminated, and those who survive are all smooth and sophisticated, regardless of their reputation."
Robbie was silent, not knowing how to refute.
Those who can become great nobles and kings are not ordinary people. Their thinking and knowledge are far beyond ordinary people. Robbie feels that he is just an ordinary person with principles and cannot understand the thoughts of those noble people.
Margaret's luxurious carriage left Stormwind City, and the black cat began to gossip, talking endlessly:
"Let me tell you, the real chief courtesan is not about seducing people into bed. That is a job of insufficient talent. If you use sex to attract people, it will be over when your beauty fades. But Margaret will not. King Varian
Every time I come here, I always cry like a child. You must also know that King Varian has a dual personality. He cannot show his weak side in front of his courtiers, so he can only go to Margaret
Find comfort here.”
"Besides King Varian, are there any other prominent figures?" Robbie asked casually.
"Of course there is, and it has more status and status than Varian, Guardian Medivh!"
"What?" Robbie was simply shocked.
"Medivh is a lich. He can't do those things. When he arrived at Margaret's place, Medivh just listened quietly to Margaret's singing and tasted the wine. The crack in his heart was bigger than that of King Varian.
big."
Margaret's carriage left Stormwind City, entered Elwynn Forest, and drove south along the foot of the mountain. Not long after, it entered a gorgeous manor, which was the territory of the Agamand family.
The Agamand family was originally a noble of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. After the decline of the Barov family, they were almost the richest people in Lordaeron.
After the Lordaeron Asylum was established, King Terenas raised taxes, and the Agamand family was overwhelmed and almost went bankrupt. After a lot of hard work, they moved to Stormwind City and managed to maintain a luxurious life by relying on some overseas industries.
As a foreign noble, just like the location of the manor, he is outside the center of power in Stormwind City.
Margaret came to visit and was given a grand welcome.
The owner of the manor, Count Kuleman Agamand, personally led the distinguished guests to the front door to greet them. A large number of viscounts, counts and dukes looked at Margaret affectionately, which showed that the chief courtesan's status was extraordinary.
Robbie followed behind, watching the big socialite take advantage of everything, with a false smile on his face. In comparison, Robbie felt like an inconspicuous little follower.
No one paid attention to Robbie, who shamelessly followed behind.
It can be seen that Margaret is the guest of honor today. After she arrived, the guests chatting in the front hall got up and put on their coats with the help of the servants. Count Agamand led the way towards the back garden.
go.
There was a whole other world hidden among the dense trees. After looking at those special buildings, Robbie felt as if ten thousand Kodos were running past in his heart.
The red and black circular building is made of black stones and jagged wood. The roof is nailed with animal skins painted red, and the sharpened wood on the top protrudes outwards, like javelins, rough and angular.
distinct.
Isn't this the orc architectural style?
If it weren't for the group of gorgeous human women around him, mixed with the sanctimonious Stormwind nobles who talked and laughed freely, Robbie would have thought he was in Orgrimmar.
Why are there such illegal buildings near Stormwind City? Where is the Stormwind City demolition team?
The building is quite spacious inside. The walls are decorated with huge animal teeth and various broken bones, and the floor is covered with furry animal skins.
The aristocratic men and women seemed to be well prepared. They changed their clothes in a nearby room. Once again, their styles changed drastically. The men wore their hair loose or braided, with pointed fangs, and their furry upper bodies were tied with several
Wearing a leather belt, the woman held up her well-maintained hair, decorated with bone decorations, and wore a simple leather skirt.
A group of humans wear orc clothes and dress up like orcs.
Especially Margaret. The outfit she wore was clearly Agna's outfit at Sal's wedding. Needless to say, this timeless design was the work of Black Cat. She also deliberately dyed her skin color brown, which caused a stir.