Chapter 138: Glory of Black Iron (5)

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The Twilight Forest has become more lively than ever.
For the residents here, it is not just that there are more mercenaries.A few days ago, a luxurious carriage drove into this originally quiet and elegant city, breaking the usual calm atmosphere. . Those local residents who originally belonged to Twilight Town can easily see the signs on these carriages, most of them belong to the nearby noble masters. Those refugees who were born in Orlut were not as familiar with these signs as the locals, but everyone who looked at the gold-rimmed carriage and those who wore a tuxedo and walked around arrogantly, everyone knows that these people have a certain identity Unusual.
what the is it?
"To be honest, I think this is the most stupid decision I have made in my life."
Sitting on the rough wooden chair, Yulian whispered quietly while turning the glass in his hand. He looked at the lively street scene outside the window beside him, his face somber. Right now there are many ladies and young nobles walking there. From their expressions, these people are obviously very curious about this place. Although Yulian should be happy from the perspective of the lord, but now his heart In the depths, there is an unknown fire which is inexplicably blaming, and even Yulian himself does not know where this unknown fire came from.
"Bad, lord, I think... this is good? Very lively..."
Hearing the lord's complaint, the little Irene standing nervously behind him opened his mouth and stuttered. These days are the busiest days in the Twilight Forest. Charlotte is responsible for preparing for the upcoming reception, and O'Falriel will naturally prepare the details of the invitation to those nobles. Judy has started the first stage of training for the mercenaries in accordance with Yulian’s orders. They leave early and return every day. Although they don’t know what they are doing, let’s look at the mercenaries who are
desperate to die
You know that this is definitely not something that ordinary people can easily handle. For safety, Messiah and Semia went to the underground cave to take charge of the guarding of the source. This made Yulian's side unable to find anyone to follow him for a while. Although Yulian thought it didn't matter, O'Fallier obviously didn't think so.
"Your current identity is the lord. As long as you are not on the battlefield, I suggest that it is better to follow a few people around you. After all, this is the noble face."
Now that O'Falir had said that, Yulian was no longer polite and directly mentioned Irene next to her, and then took the little guy to the pub in the City of Heroes for a drink.
"Hilarious, hilarious, what I hate the most is hilarious. Look outside, a large group of roosters, hens, chicks, noisy like a chicken farm!"
Yulian waved his hand, apparently dissatisfied with it. He naturally thought that after his invitation was issued, there would be many nobles trying to come to Lala. But I didn't expect that these guys would be so enthusiastic. Before the start of the reception, many nobles came to visit in advance. Of course, Yulian didn't mean to meet them, so he pushed these boring things to O'Falil, and then came a golden cicada to shell.
In the face of these nobles, Yulian originally intended to keep them out of the castle for reasons such as not being renovated, at least let these guys go home obediently. However, I did not expect that these nobles were more difficult than he thought. In the face of the excuses Youlian found, many nobles said that they could stay longer in the City of Heroes. Now the City of Heroes can be said to be a sparrow with a small five-bellied belly. Although there are only more than a thousand residents, there are pubs and hotels. Moreover, many nobles actually want to take a closer look at this beautiful city. After all, its appearance completely subverts the imagination of many people. Before I heard that there was a city in the Twilight Forest, many nobles thought it was not a simple city. After all, the Twilight Forest was remote and these nobles were all ground snakes. If there is any large-scale construction or transfer in their own eyes It is unlikely that they did not receive the report. So these nobles did not take the city of heroes into their eyes.
However, when the city of heroes appeared in front of them, almost everyone immediately changed their views. This city full of mysterious charm attracted the attention of the nobility in the first time. Dense forests, mountains, cool springs, and quiet, serene streets, as well as the Gothic architectural styles that they have almost never seen before, opened the eyes of these nobles.
This is not a simple city at all, but a beautiful city!
Originally the nobles were still hesitating whether to report to the host first. After all, if they reported to the host, as a polite guest, they could not visit the city at will. However, Yulian's dragging and giving has given these nobles a good excuse. Since the owner is inconvenient, then these guests do not have to rush in such a hurry... So, first visit the city, it has become the most nobles Good choice.
"..............."
Looking at Yulian, who was lazy and complaining, Irene looked at him timidly and shrunk his shoulders, and did not answer. Although in the days with O'Falriel, she has gradually realized the consciousness of her maid, and Charlotte and others have set an example and learned something well. But her fear of Yulian hasn't changed. After all, she was originally just a poor little girl, and she has never seen those big people who are above. O'Fallar was very strict and gentle with her, but the young lord was somewhat elusive. Although he is also very polite, and often has a smile that makes people look comfortable, but I don’t know why, Irene feels that this young lord is a bit scary. But it was terrible to say, but she couldn't tell.
"I really hope this boring cocktail party will end sooner."
Yulian finished drinking the gin in the glass, then put the glass on the table, he raised his head, and then looked out the window again, but this time, he did not show that kind of impatient expression again. Although the streets outside the window still show beautiful, elegant scenery and quiet atmosphere, this time, in the original quiet atmosphere, there was a little noise.
"what the hell?"
Yulian frowned, stood up and threw a gold coin, then turned and walked out of the tavern.
"Master Lord, that... hasn't found money yet..."
Eileen looked at the gold coins on the table in embarrassment and whispered to remind Youlian a few words, but before her words were finished, Yulian's figure had disappeared outside the tavern.
Out of the tavern, Yulian did not specifically search for it, and found the problem. Next to a restaurant around the square, there were many people around, and the noise came from there. Judging from the loud quarrel, it was clear that there was no quarrel inside. This made Yulian frown quite uncomfortably. Hell, this is his place. This group of guys running in like a group of cats called Chun is already unbearable enough. Now they dare to be Quarrel here, do they treat it as a bullring?
Thinking of this, Yulian's face sank immediately, and then he walked towards the noisy center.
"Who do you think you are!?"
Just as Yulian walked outside the crowd, soon, a young, arrogant voice rang.
"Don't think that an apology will end this thing! Understand? Tell you, I..."
Looking through the gaps in the crowd, Yulian soon saw clearly that a young man was speaking. He was wearing a gorgeous and exaggerated aristocratic costume, and the brightly colored style did not look like the West nobility. Something popular. At this moment the young man was waving a black cane, screaming and screaming in anger. Opposite him, there was a boy in a waiter costume. At the moment, he was looking down with his face flushed, clenching his teeth, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it at all. And beside him stood an old man, who seemed to be the boss here. He was losing his smile and nodding his head. But the onlookers around are looking differently. Those civilians are obviously very angry about this, but the other party's appearance shows that he is a noble, and it is impossible for ordinary civilians to do right with the nobility. As for the other nobles, although they were watching here, they obviously distanced themselves, and, from their expressions, these people seemed to have a little respect for the noisy young man.
"Dear Sir, we apologize to you, this is indeed our wrong..."
The old man accompanied his smile and said, he lowered his head and bent his waist.
"However, we didn't mean it intentionally. The young man just touched you. He definitely didn't want to steal your things!"
"I don't believe it! You poor guys, you must want to steal my things! And, your dirty hands have stained my clothes, this is a high-end goods! You need to compensate!"
"Of course, of course, how much is it...?"
Although the young man's speech was very aggressive, the old man seemed to have made up his mind not to cause much trouble. He still smiled and responded.
"how much is it?"
The young man sneered when he heard the old man's inquiry.
"50,000 gold coins!"
"Fives………"
Hearing this, the old man's complexion changed, and immediately pale like ice.
"You are a bit too bully! Dear Sir!"
Seeing that the other party obviously didn't intend to let go of it, the old man's speech also suffocated.
"The grace is on, we just touched you and didn't stain your clothes, but you will need 50,000 gold coins. You are obviously blackmail!"
"Your inferior people touch my clothes, they are tainted!"
The young man snorted coldly, then his eyes rolled, and then a smile of pride appeared.
"Look, you poor fellow can't pay 50,000 gold coins, so, you let that guy cut off his right hand, then I can't pursue this matter!"
"Fuck your mother!"
Upon hearing this, the young man who was still silent jumped up immediately.
"What are you! Want my hand? Okay, come! Take it by yourself and see if I don't hack you! A little white face, what a marvel!"
"Lei, Lei Za!"
Seeing his waiter's face suddenly change, the old man was also taken aback. He hurried forward and held the young man tightly.
"Don't be impulsive, he is a nobleman!"
"What about the nobility? People are reasonable! This is about law, this is the city of heroes, this is the territory of Lord Yulian, what is this guy?"
"court death!"
Hearing this, the young nobleman also lost his face. He suddenly pulled out his long sword at his waist, and at the sight of the other party's weapon, the crowd around him hurriedly backed away. Even those nobles who were watching from afar frowned at the moment. The so-called nobles must have the dignity of the nobility, and they have lost their nobility status when comparing with the civilians in the area. Now he actually shows his arms. This is a shameful thing. But even so, these nobles did not say much, they are old slippery, naturally will not go up and put themselves in the wind and waves at this time. Besides, the other side is a civilian, and it will not bring any benefit to itself. As a noble, to force the civilians to come forward, but it is not a worthy of praise.
Just when the young nobleman was about to step forward and give a good lesson to the inferior who didn't know what to do, suddenly, a cold sword wind flew across his nose and forced the young nobleman to stop.
"who?!"
Facing the attack in front of him, the young noble's reaction was not slow. He immediately jumped away, and then looked alertly towards the direction of Jianfeng. Then, he saw the figure of Yulian. He was still the pair with an elegant smile. The difference was that the right hand that had been standing on the side was now pressed against the hilt behind him.
Judy brought mercenaries to training, and the patrolling guard soldiers had not yet appeared, so in the face of such a situation, Yulian had to shoot in person-otherwise, let a foreign aristocrat so arrogant on his territory, that Haven't you lost your face yet?
"So noisy on the street, aren't you afraid of losing the glory of the nobility?"
You Lian's smile was gentle and comfortable, but what she said was completely merciless.
"This gentleman, although I don’t know which family you belong to, I think you may need to review the course on etiquette. If you don’t have the right person around me, I can recommend a teacher for you, although it costs It’s a bit high, but I think it’s worth it for you.

"Hahaha..."
Hearing the sarcasm of Yulian implicitly, the nobles onlookers around him couldn't help laughing. They looked at this young guy as being unpleasant, and now someone willing to stand up and speak for them is naturally welcome to the nobles-as long as they are not theirs.
"What are you? Dare to talk to me like this?"
The young nobleman swept Youlian, his face angry.
"Different Wester Hillbilly, what qualifications are there to teach me?"
"This is just a suggestion, suggestion."
Youlian spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders.
"I think there should be no loss for you, is it? Sir? For your sake, I advise you to turn around and leave now, which is good for everyone."
"Are you threatening me?"
The young nobleman apparently did not intend to accept Yulian's "advice". Instead, he took a long sword and walked a few steps in the direction of Yulian.
"That’s what I’m going to say, West Hillbilly, now get away with me, leave here, don’t let me see your disgusting, tasteless face again, so that it’s good for you, understand Yet?"
"Oh?"
Hearing this, You Lian raised her eyebrows, revealing a mysterious smile. At this moment, a clear voice suddenly sounded, breaking the atmosphere of the sword on the field.
"Sir, you are here!"
Along with this sentence, Little Irene struggled to squeeze the skirt into the crowd, and she ran quickly to Yulian's side, then stretched out her tight right hand, panting. "Bad, sir, this is the money for you...you just forgot to take it..."
"Oh?"
Looking at the dozen silver coins in Eileen Xiao's hands, Yulian was shocked, but he didn't care about them. In fact, even though Yulian knew that the bottle of gin was not so good, it was not worth a gold coin, but for him, the change was not a particular concern. But Yulian didn't expect that Aileen took this matter so seriously. He looked at the anxious, innocent face of the little girl, but he didn't quite understand her thoughts.
It was this moment of distraction, but it seemed that the young noble saw the opportunity.
"go to hell!"
When Yulian reacted, the long sword in the hands of the young nobility had turned into a bright brilliance, and he split straight towards himself.
With a blow, the young noble was in a much better mood. He stared at this nasty guy with a smug smile. He could almost see the other person's frightened expression. He was waiting for the unwilling scream and panic. 'S begging for mercy-until a huge force suddenly appeared, and he could hit his sword from the side.
The young noble had no time to stabilize his weapon. The huge force was rough and savage like a rampaging beast. He only felt a numbness in his hands, and then the sharp long sword in his hand was far away. 'S side flew away and landed on the ground next to it. He didn't see anything. If he only saw anything, it was the moment when his long sword was shot, the young nobleman seemed to see a black straight line...only second.
Then he felt his left shoulder cool.
The young aristocrat didn't find out what happened to him at the first time. Until the people around him screamed and pointed at his body, he looked at his shoulder with a trace of confusion, and then his eyes widened in surprise. Unbelievably staring at the scene in front of him—blood was pouring from the narrow wound on his shoulder, gradually staining the piece of clothing that was made and was worth 50,000 gold coins.
"Ah!!! Ah!!!"
The young nobleman no longer had his previous toes, he covered his wounds, and turned back pale, staring around in horror. Along with his shouting, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and then several strong and burly men rushed out of the crowd and came to the young nobleman.
"Pal...Master! Are you okay, Master! Who hurt you!?"
"It's him, it's him!!"
The young noble covered his wound with one hand and pointed pale to Youlian. Although he was a little dumb, he seemed not stupid. Although he did not see exactly what was happening to his body, the young nobility was sure that it had something to do with this insidious in front of him.
"Kill him, kill me now!"
Hearing this, the men’s expressions were a little weird. They frowned and looked at Youlian, then bit their teeth, and then they rushed to Youlian like a beast.
"grown ups!"
Seeing these men rushing toward Youlian fiercely, Irene couldn't help but tightly holding Yulian's clothes corner and wanted to take her master away from here. However, Yulian just patted her head, and then took her behind her.
"There is nothing to worry about."
Just as Yulian turned her head and whispered to comfort little Irene, the men rushing in front had already screamed, swept out the long sword in their hands, and attacked Yulian's body.
In the eyes of these men, the young man in front of him has nothing to be afraid of. His standing posture and body style are not in line with the standard of the warrior. Even if he has learned some swordsmanship, I am afraid that it will not be so bad . And when you try your best, it is naturally self-evident when the other party is at a loss.
However, in the face of their attack, Yulian just bowed her head, still maintaining the posture of talking to Irene. The only difference is that he originally held the right hand of the hilt, suddenly pulled out a piece of the sword body, and then withdrew the sheath hard. At the moment of the collision between the sword and the sheath, a nearly black line suddenly appeared between Yulian and several men.
"Ding Ding Ding!!"
With a few crisp sounds, the long swords in the hands of several men have been cut off by the waist, and they themselves were swept up by a huge force, and then thrown back heavily.
"Woo!!"
With several screams, all of these unlucky guys fell heavily on the ground. Seeing their frowning faces, they could not climb.
"If you really have an owner, you must have a dog. The owner likes to attack, and you dogs are no exception."
It wasn't until now that Yulian turned her head, and he patted Erin's shoulder, signaling her to stay here. Then, with a smile as usual, Youlian walked to the young nobleman, staring at his pale, sweat-colored, iron-green face with all her eyes.
"Although I don't know who you are, but... I want to cause trouble on my site, I have to say, you have found the wrong place, sir. And the price... but it is very serious." If you know the future, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)
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