"Oh, sir, did you come here to see the garden? If so, it would be a pity. Because of the seasons, there are only a few flowers of lesser beauty left here!"

After the aristocrat came out, he also saw Frode and Gerante. He nodded his head and came up to say hello.

His words are rigorous and gentle, and the tone of his speech is different from the sonorous and unquestionable tone of most nobles. Even the greetings have a feeling of inquiry and softness.

"Uh, yes, it's really a pity, but it's a worthwhile trip to meet you here..." Frode hesitated for a while, looked at the pale face of the nobleman with makeup, and said with a forced smile.

"Oh, you're too polite, I accept your compliment!" The nobleman covered his mouth and chuckled lightly. Looking at the clothes and appearance of Flood and Gerante, he deduced that they must be nobles. So the tone became more and more kind, and there was no condescending look.

"My name is Arryn, Earl Arryn Steinks, from Polk City!"

"Hello, Earl Arryn, my name is Frode, Frode Balkin Toth, I'm a wandering libertine!"

"Gerante Kermorhan, Baron Bousanlade!" Gerante also nodded and introduced himself.

"I'm very happy to see you today. I live in Room 17 of the Shaluo Palace. If you need anything, feel free to come to me!"

It can be seen that Frode's compliment is very useful to this Earl of Arryn, because Frode's appearance is more outstanding, so even if he calls himself a wandering prodigal son, Earl of Arryn still thinks that he is a nobleman children.

Because ordinary civilians want to look like this beauty, the probability is too low, usually only the blood of the Eight Sage Kings and the blood of the ancient human kings will be born with beauty genes.

The best of the lineages are naturally the descendants of the Eight Holy Kings. The probability that the descendants of ordinary human kings have beauty and strong genes is about 40%, while the bloodline probability of the Eight Holy Kings can reach seventy to eighty percent. , and the upper limit is also higher than that of the kings.

This Frode can be handsome, and it is more likely that he is a descendant of the Eight Holy Kings, just like himself.

"Thank you for your favor, esteemed Earl of Arryn, if necessary, I will not hesitate to ask you for help, if you need it, you can ask me for help, I will live in room twenty-two in the Sati Hall! "

Frode has no habit of reaching out and smiling. This Earl of Arryn has such a kind attitude. Even if he doesn't have a cold liking for this person, he still does things that don't hurt people, not to mention that he plans to change his own attitude. Strategy.

"Very well, there will be a banquet in the banquet hall of Shaluo Palace tomorrow, where there will be no troublesome topics, only about art, about poetry, and beautiful girls, that banquet hall was taken from Ika by us. His Majesty Wen IV has borrowed it for three days, are you willing to attend this banquet? I believe you will be welcomed by everyone!"

Frode glanced at Gerante in a bewildered way. He used to be just a child who followed his adoptive father. After the death of his adoptive father, he relied on the education he received to become a bard. I have heard and read about the banquet of the nobles many times, but I have never really seen or experienced it.

Gerante didn't speak, shrugged and pouted to let Frode decide for himself.

Glancing at Earl Arryn, whose face was covered in makeup powder, causing his smile to be very stiff, Frode pursed his lips and said, "If it is your invitation, I will definitely attend. I am very much looking forward to this banquet!"

"Haha, very good!" Earl Arryn raised his white-gloved hands up, pointed to Gerante, and said, "This invitation is also valid for you, Baron Gerante!"

"I'll be there with him!" Jielante nodded.

"Then, I'll leave first, looking forward to your arrival!" Earl Arryn nodded to the two of them, then turned and left gracefully.

When he was far away, Frode said to Gerante in a low voice, "Although he looks weird and looks like a clown, I didn't expect him to be so cultivated, and talking with him gave me a very comfortable feeling, even the His outfit doesn't look so funny anymore!"

"Of course!" Gerante smiled, took a few steps forward leisurely, and said, "Pork City is the capital of the Southern Empire, where the nobles who grew up may behave exaggeratedly and dress too luxuriously, but they accept it. They're the best and the best education, and if you're used to their style of dressing, you might even think they're really classy."

"Indeed, I have this feeling now..." Frode nodded and added: "The way you said before is to communicate my thoughts by making friends with the nobles, let our thoughts spread, and then find a willing Do those who support us put pressure on the monarchs of various countries to make them have to choose to stop the war?"

Gerante raised his brows and said with a smile: "What a smart boy, I figured it out so quickly~lightnovelpub.net~ However, there are still many problems in the implementation of this method, and you need to solve them one by one, such as I won't remind you unless it's necessary!"

"alright, I got it!"

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In the reception room of the main castle, New Lanyin City, Theodosius was sitting on a chair, accompanied by Sir Leiningen, and sitting on the chair below was a fat man with a gorgeous dress. middle-aged man.

At this moment, the chubby middle-aged man was holding a handkerchief, wiping the sweat dripping from his forehead and nose.

"Your Majesty, I really can't give you this price. Three hundred kilograms for an adult man. This price is really too low. Even if the price of food is very high now, it is only five full moon silver coins for three hundred kilograms. If this compares to buying and selling, I'm going to lose out!"

"Really Your Majesty, even if you behead me now, I will tell you that I don't even make any profit at this price. If you insist on doing this, I'd rather be killed by you!"

This middle-aged fat man is a big businessman. His business channels cover the entire northern empire and the north of the central empire. He is a legitimate businessman who runs a legal industry.

That's right, human trafficking is already legal in this era. Even forty years ago, people who sold their own nationals were punished by hanging, and immediate family members were beheaded. In just forty years, the endless melee made the Traffickers can even appear in front of the monarch of a country, and it is the monarch who takes the initiative to request this business.

Theodosius looked at the other party's sloppy play, and he was not annoyed by the appearance of a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. After all, the price he had just offered was so high that he didn't even think it could be negotiated.