"Well, thanks for reminding!"

Downton nodded. He was too young compared to these sly fox-like politicians, and he would fall into a trap if he was not careful.

"you are too polite!"

Although it was just a simple conversation, Downton made diplomats feel good both in appearance and in conversation. It was not difficult to understand that Princess Sissi liked him.

"This is a rising star!"

Diplomats saw more so-called genius youths, but they can compete with Downton, one of the few, "He should be the genius of the Woodford series!"

DuPont? Diplomats have already excluded him from the hapless killing of Downton.

"Be prepared, the council will start the day after tomorrow!"

After leaving some information, the diplomat left.

Downton stood by the window, looking at the bustling streets, and fell into contemplation. Before him, the Saint Laurent diplomat and the messenger of the Guice family appeared. The latter was naturally intended to narrow the relationship and form an alliance. The trading partners share a slice of the foreign trade between the hilly aborigines and the sunset prairie. As for the former, they say nothing, more like observing him.

"Who is it?"

Downton could not think of anything to do with Saint Laurent, only Twilight knew, although she did not say, but she was indeed a citizen of the Twilight Empire.

It's rare to be quiet for a few days, but Downton didn't go to play, but kept meditating. He thought that no one would come to find something until the Parliament was held, but he didn't expect to arrive at noon. Someone hit the door.

"What about Downton, let him come out!"

The man came with a beard and a fierce look. Standing beside him was a tall, thin, equally rebellious man. Behind them was a team of high morale guards.

"Can the master's name be called casually?"

Jackson rushed out for the first time and took out his crossbow, ready to shoot at any time.

"Drankford really has no talent, and even ghouls can come out to shout. Templars, purify it!" Luobei snapped his fingers. Immediately behind him came a knight in white armor, drawing a sword was a blade of light, and shot at Jackson.

Jackson was too lazy, but Downton killed many higher demons last time. After eating those brains and part of the heart, it also rushed to the strength of ruling the peak. Although it is still garbage, it will not be killed by the fish.

Jackson flashed dexterously and pulled the trigger.

call out! call out! call out!

Even the crossbow burst.

The Templars opened the shield, but at the next moment, his face changed drastically, because after the crossbow hit the shield, it exploded directly.

"Broken Demon Burst Arrow?"

The Templars wanted to defend again. It was too late. The crossbow bolt shattered the shield and penetrated the armor again. Nailed to him.

puff! puff! puff!

The knight was sprayed with blood and fell to the ground.

"Now it's your turn!"

Jackson pointed his crossbow at his beard, his face suddenly changed.

"I'm the special envoy of Samosir. Do you dare to kill me?"

Luohu roared.

"Ah? It turns out to be you, ah, our master slaughtered your prince. A special envoy is missing?" Jackson disdained and was about to teach him a lesson. Downton came out.

"Downton, how did you discipline your staff?"

Skinny tall questioning.

"Where are the cats and dogs?"

Downton frowned.

The doors of the hotel were all opened, and the messengers from various countries who lived here came out and looked at the conflict with interest.

"Are you looking for death and want to meet our Satsuma soldiers?"

Luo Hu growled, his face flushed with anger.

"And our Gwent!"

Thin and tall supplement.

"Huh? Isn't it that the sword soldiers will soon be used? You come and let me kill the sacrifice flag?"

Downton's indifferent sentence made the whole audience in an uproar, and no one expected that he would not leave his face to the other side.

Luohu and the tall and tall guys looked at each other, they were dumbfounded. They actually didn’t want to come, but the news of the prince’s disability was spread. They had suffered ridicule and white eyes for the past few days. We think that weakness can be bullied and we lose our international status.

They had a good idea, came to yell at Downton in awe, and then left, without any loss, but did not expect the other side to be so ignorant, it was a stunned head.

duel? The two envoys didn't think about it. After all, the scepter rank was on the opposite side, the heir to the barbarian king Tanan.

"Why didn't you speak?" Downton sneered. "You come to the door, wouldn't it be the pestle there?"

"Sacrifice flag? Then kill!"

The tall, thin guy was sure that Downton was bluffing.

Downton raised his finger and shook, and Jackson immediately pointed the crossbow at him.

call out!

The crossbow shot.

"Help!"

The tall and thin man couldn't calm down anymore, shouting out loudly, but the guard behind him stepped forward in time and blocked the arrow.

Boom!

The thin and scared legs that were almost killed were trembling. In the middle, they didn't hold on. They fell to the ground and their pants were wet.

"Ma Lei, actually run out!"

Jackson scolded, throwing away the empty arrow box, and re-engaged, and then pulled the crossbow machine to wind it, and aimed at the thin tall man.

"We are the special envoys of the two countries who came to participate in the Northern Parliament. If you kill us, St. Judeland will not let you go!"

The tall, thin man couldn't help but roared.

The onlookers all laughed dumbly, not to mention the anger of the thin and tall man, but the subtext is still dependent on the prestige of Saint Gerald.

"I finally give you a chance to get away, or die!"

Downton was too lazy to argue with this waste.

Jackson demonstrated his crossbow in a demonstrative manner. In fact, this guy is very cunning. Even if the arrow was not blocked by the guard, it would only shoot with the thin scalp and kill the messenger. After all, it was a bit big, but he still bluffed these two people, there was no way. Who made Downton's previous lawless performance too dazzling.

"Wait, our army will surely level Drankfor!"

The two messengers left in vain, not only did not find their face, but instead fell into the face and became the laughing stock of the city.

At this point, Downton's reputation has been raised to a higher level, and the entire Wangdu people know this young man.

"It's a heir to the barbarian king. Brutal and vulgar can't be added!"

"Aboriginal Duke? Who started this? It's too apt. That guy is a tortoise and has no aristocratic temperament!"

"It's a shame to let this guy enter a high society!"

The nobles were hostile to Downton, jealous, or indifferent. It was civilians who had no interest in him. Instead, because of the rise of his grassroots, he had a good impression of him, and then the night before the parliament held, new news came out.

"What? The "Notre Dame de Paris" was written by Downton? Is it wrong? Isn't he a civilian who dropped out of school? Is there such a literary quality?"

"It must have been a ghostwriter!"

"But the toffee opera troupe said that this is definitely Downton's work, and that several operas to be performed afterwards are all made by Downton."

It is forbidden for civilians not to discuss. Because in recent days, there was a fire with Downton and the Toffee Opera Company.

At the time, he met Downton in the capital of King Frank. Because of taking care of Elaine, Madeleine got several classic scripts from Downton. After the changes, the effect was very good, and she gradually stood out from the third-rate opera troupe.

This time coming to Xueman, Madeleine made a detailed plan. Also, the first day. She found the owner of Wangdu’s largest opera house, and spent an astronomical amount of money to cover the Royal Opera House in Holy Light Minor for half a month.

Usually come here to watch operas are nobles, a ticket is hundreds of gold coins, which is a half-year salary of civilians, so even locals have never come in.

Madeleine took advantage of their curiosity, direct tickets are free, and attracted a large number of viewers.

While satisfying his curiosity, this civilian found that the repertoire was really superb. The male lead was actually an ugly unholy abomination. This is a subversive technique. Because of the history of opera, no one has ever done this. Ever.

The classic repertoire, no matter when it is placed, is full of rendering power. Notre Dame de Paris has undoubtedly earned enough tears from the audience, and the reputation of the Toffee Opera Company has also begun to resound in the capital.

After seeing Downton become the topic of tea after dinner, popularity soared, Madeleine took the opportunity to set up Lipton, taking his title as a screenwriter as a key promotion.

Is an indigenous duke actually a talented screenwriter? Can you think of it?

Tickets are free anyway, so more people poured into the Opera House to see if what the indigenous duke wrote was as **** as shit, but after watching it, he was conquered by the opera.

The owner of the opera house will regret it. If the tickets are divided, how much money will be earned? But he thought Madeleine was just the rich second generation of money. After all, he had never heard the name of toffee.

The boss proposed to charge the entrance fee, and was made rid of by the Madeleine dog.

"The head of the group doesn't need money, just fame!"

The dream that has been waiting for many years seems to be realized. Madeleine has red eyes. Whoever dares to block will kill him!

In the crazy performance of Madeleine, the fame of Downton and the Toffee Opera Troupe~lightnovelpub.net~ began to complement each other and the rocket rocketed up!

There are too many people participating in the Parliament, so the king set the venue at the Cathedral of Toledo. Early in the morning, people living on this street saw a fleet of luxurious carriages coming, which was not normally seen. The big guys all appeared one by one, which opened their eyes.

The messengers marched forward, each with their own guard of honor, all carefully selected soldiers, tall and large, with armor polished into Cheng Liang, and looked majestic.

The national flags are waving in the wind, even the third-rate countries have not lost much momentum at this moment.

"Look, that's the indigenous duke!"

"Which?"

"Riding on that four-hoofed stepping on fire seems to be the one called Hell Nightmare Warhorse!"

"My Emperor Polo, so young!"

The onlookers saw that Downton had walked by. Although he was mentally prepared, he was shocked to see him so young! (To be continued)

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