Getting into the vehicle that Margaret had prepared in advance, leaving Unther Station and entering the real community, Donald's attention was quickly drawn to his surroundings.

Different from the grand atmosphere of Demingham, the urban area of ​​Unther City may not be as large as that of the city known as the Pearl of the Sea, but its interior is enough to make up for it all.

Driving on the street was no longer the dark, square, iron-box-like car that Donna had imagined, but a variety of modified versions.

A brass-colored mechanical sports car with a very low chassis. In the driver's seat is a man wearing a pair of black-bottomed round-framed sunglasses and a red scarf fluttering in the wind around his neck.

Obviously, this is the current trend.

The two-legged ones look like mechanical creations of ostriches. The upper body is hollowed out to form a driving position. A young man dressed as a scholar sits inside. The circle around the cockpit is covered with promotional posters for soliciting sponsorship.

This is a man who took to the streets to experiment with his new work in order to seek new sponsors.

Among the flocks of white pigeons parked on the crossbars of the street lamps, a mechanical pigeon was mixed, and it shook its head back and forth with its "like", swaying from side to side, until its owner finished his breakfast below, facing the It waved its hand, and then it left its own team and flew to the owner's shoulder to squat.

At the entrance of the larger storefront, there are no longer waiters to attract pedestrians. Instead, there are exquisite puppets, dancing a veritable mechanical dance. Occasionally, you can see beautiful maid puppets wearing maid costumes with their hands folded around their waists. There was no extra action, just bowed to the person and pulled a slightly fatter young man closer to the store.

While Donna was observing all this, suddenly, the bright sunlight disappeared, and a large shadow was cast around, and she turned her head up in confusion.

A giant airship no less than the size of the one that crashed in Demingham was flying through the sky, and the white mist sprayed out when the propellers were running violently was difficult to disperse for a while, so it became a large gray cloud, and the sun pierced through it. Through it, it is like a dream.

"This is the Industrial Revolution, right?"

Looking around at the surrounding scenery, Donald retracted back into the car and turned to Pamela, who was sitting beside him.

"Renas is much worse than here... Those untouchables know about troubles all day long, and they want to assassinate me...I am also listening to the steward's suggestion to reform the city and give the untouchables some benefits. They Shouldn't assassinate me, right... I don't know if I can see this scene in Renas when I go back."

Serveit Talos' character is to a certain extent a spoiled and paranoid child, but he hides his true face with evil deeds and arrogance, and what Donald wants to show is That tough mask was smashed to pieces in that assassination.

He wants to make changes, but it's undoubtedly a gradual process.

"Master Serveit, I don't think you should call the people pariahs, it's disrespectful to them, the people are no longer slaves of the past, they already have their own rights and obligations during the decades of reform process of the Lane Empire. !"

Pamela, who has always been old-fashioned, immediately frowned when she heard Donald's remarks, and retorted in a deep voice.

The corners of Margaret's mouth, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, were slightly upturned, but she didn't make a sound to stop her.

In fact, this time she brought Pamela here for this scene.

"Those people tried to assassinate me, and they satirized and mocked me behind my back all day long. What is such a guy if he is not a pariah?"

Donald said nonchalantly.

"You should first realize why they want to assassinate... No, those people didn't assassinate you at all, did they, the investigation in Renas showed that the other party was a group of quite powerful aliens, and there were even awakening-level Do you think there will be awakened aliens among ordinary people?"

"Who knows if they were hired by those guys. If I knew it was like this, I should have let Bernette take all those pariahs..."

Impatient, Donald raised his voice, his expression gradually gloomy.

"You are sophistry. You should know that the Awakened-level aliens will not be hired to assassinate a high-ranking noble or not. Their employment fees are not affordable for ordinary people!"

Pamela was also a little angry at this time, and the good impression she had about the young man beside her disappeared completely.

Margaret listened to the quarrel behind and was ready to interrupt, her goal was to make Serveit Talos get used to him until no one in Unther would get used to him, not to make him completely hate Pamela, after all The latter would become Serveit Talos' squire for a while.

No matter how bad Serveit Talos' character is, his identity is destined that she or Pamela can't really hurt each other, otherwise even Miss Meiweisi will be useless to protect them, and the Talos family will not allow it. Any servant who dares to harm a family member continues to exist in the family.

"Then... Forget it, I don't want to argue with you."

Just as Margaret was about to speak, the sudden weakening of the back seat made her eyes widen.

Serveit Talos is actually subdued!

Looking up at the young man in the rearview mirror of the car, he was rubbing the cat in his arms with his head down, pinching its ears as if to vent something.

Margaret subconsciously thought about what Miss Maywis said when she left the hotel.

"Servit Talos has been a spoiled person since he was a child. He is very naive... It can even be said that he has never experienced a real society at all. He hides behind his mother's back all day to ask for this and that, if not Mother passed away, I am afraid he will not leave the family to go to Renas!"

This is one of the few impressions Mei Weisi has of her own younger brother.

Because this is not Renas, and there are no trusted guards around?

Or did the previous assassination make him realize that he is not as fearless as he imagined, and there are still many people in this world who don't care about his identity at all, so he is overreacting now?

Thoughts ran through her mind~lightnovelpub.net~ Margaret quickly realized that this might be good news.

A fearless noble and a noble who was frightened by the assassination and became extremely sensitive, there is no doubt that the latter is easier to control!

He swallowed the words that had already been on his lips again, and turned to look at her in the rearview mirror, and Pamela, who was a little overwhelmed, cast an encouraging look.

Great job!

Pamela was actually a little flustered after saying those words just now, not because she thought her words were wrong, but because she was worried that Serveit Talos would be provoked and destroy Miss Mayweth's plan. Instead, she became a sinner.

Who would have thought that not only did they not provoke the other party, but instead they saw a cowering Serveit Talos.

At this level, it should be almost the same. It should be able to make them less wary of me to the greatest extent. A young nobleman who has no talent and is afraid, will not pay attention to it anyway.

Donald, who was stroking Finger, gave his acting a thumbs up in his heart.