Night Crow Master

Looking at Viscount Rosa's unchanged smiling face, the smile at the corner of Yate's mouth was slightly stiff.

Old fox.

Of course he was not that stupid, and directly threw this sentence on the face of the wizard who thought he was close to the level of apocalypse.

He couldn't explain that Earl Mercury didn't reach any agreement with Viscount Rosa. Now even if he said it, not many of these people would believe it.

Looking at the people who had adjusted their movements slightly and faced him, Yate felt a little itchy scalp. He hadn't thought about dealing with these guys before.

Fortunately, Viscount Rosa also knows that it is possible for these people to inquire about the news. Looking at the eager guests, he smiled and picked up a glass of fragrant red rose wine from the maid's tray beside him, and held it up:

"Guys, I think you should raise your glasses more now than chat with Sir Crowred, right?"

Viscount Rosa's words also made everyone temporarily stop thinking about the "truth".

"The land of red roses, the land of flames and flowers, I, Baisie Horn Rosa..."

Viscount Rosa began a lengthy speech at the banquet, and all the invited guests listened with smiles to the speech that Viscount Rosa gave once a year and lasted for half an hour.

While standing in the corner, Yate, who had stopped using the gloomy fear to hide, had a smile on his face, but thought about other things in his heart.

The news he found was that this banquet was different from other banquets. Every year, the banquet held by the Viscount lasted from noon to evening, and the time was very long.

The first stage is an ordinary banquet-tasting various food and wine prepared by Viscount Rosa, during which everyone can communicate with each other.

The second paragraph is the announcement of Viscount Rosa’s transactions with various forces-the news heard from Yiwei, in Yate's eyes, is a bit like a corporate bidding.

In the third paragraph, it was evening, and a dinner party would be held. After that, everyone left the castle. The nobles who had rushed over from various territories would stay in their residences on the other side of the castle and leave the next day.

While listening to Viscount’s nutritious speech, Yate was thinking, and then he pressed the brim of his hat slightly and closed his eyes.

Perspective conversion.

Familiar, trance-like high-altitude perspective.

The crow that flew over the castle flashed a humane light.

"Sure enough..."

Yate lifted his vision sharing and raised his head, as if nothing had happened, but in the bottom of his heart he couldn't help thinking.

After half an hour, Viscount Rosa finally ended his unnutritious and lengthy speech. The guests except the Holy See and the Mercenary Guild also clapped their hands and smiled, as if they had to listen to it once a year. The speech without the slightest change in the content was very wonderful.

Yate noticed the appearance of the Tu priest who looked a bit older than Viscount Rosa, and the smile on his face was a little stiff.

A Tucle who is not very welcome.

Yate thought in his heart.

However, he did not underestimate the Tulip.

He also understands the name of the personnel of the Holy See.

Deacons, priests, priests, tucles, bishops, diocese, archbishops, popes.

Deacon—In the Holy See, the internal servant of God was originally intended to become a relatively low-level name for the priesthood. It mainly performs various tasks at the bottom of the church. In essence, it is the servant of the Holy See, and those who serve food are humble. Like the male servants and maids who quit the field.

Priest-ordinary clergy.

Priest-the highest priest of the church led by the knight.

Tucle-the highest priest of the church in the baronial or viscountry, corresponding to a baron or viscount.

Bishop-an earl-level domain, the highest priest in a county, corresponding to an earl.

Bishop of Diocese-the highest priest in charge of several earl counties or churches in a marquis counties, corresponding to a marquise.

Archbishop-can only range from one duke to one duke.

The Pope—the leader of the churches in all regions and the spokesperson of God, Yate only knew that the “pope” was located on the continent on the other side of the sea, in a certain kingdom.

These are all digressions. The message that Yate got about this Tu priest is that this Tu priest is also very strong.

Among the many Tucles, the Tucle of Oaken is also an outstanding one. The power of the Holy Light that has always been permeated by the other party makes Yate understand that even if the other party is inferior to the red rose Viscount, there is not much difference.

And Yate did not have any idea of ​​dealing with the Tucle for the time being. Although the Lord Orange did not seem to be so "smart", but...

Who would believe that an unsavvy Tu priest could compete with this Viscount Red Rose?

Although on the surface, Viscount Red Rose’s forces are biased towards Viscount Rosa, he discovered from the attitudes of some chambers of commerce towards the Holy See that the actual status of the church is much higher than it appears to be. There is a sense of resistance.

After realizing this, Yate didn't even plan to deal with the Tucle.

It is not a good feeling to be played by two forces as chess pieces. Yate is not so stupid to think that there is only one wise man in the world, and he, who has no strength and no power, wants to play against these two old foxes...

The difficulty is not generally high.

The biggest cake he has no strength, he will not grab it. All he needs now is the blood of nobles, and all he needs is time...

For him, these so-called "big cakes" are not really big cakes.

Yate, who has managed to clear his mind and does not participate in any scramble, walks leisurely beside each long platform, holding plates and picking food with tongs.

Compared with the things that he hadn't had the chance to get, these foods that he hadn't eaten in a long time were more interesting to him.

"Sir Claurid, it seems that your food along the way was not very good." A tepid voice sounded in his ear, causing Yate to grab the gripper's hand.

But there was only a pause. In the next moment, Yate continued to pick up the tender steak in front of him, and said without looking up: "Yes, wild fruits and barbecue are not delicious food."

It was Viscount Rosa who appeared beside Yate.

After a brief conversation with the mercenary guild and the Holy See, the viscount went straight to Yate's direction.

"Wild fruit barbecue?" In response to Yate's answer, Viscount Rosa showed a nostalgic smile, "When I was traveling, it was also barbecue wild fruit."

Gently shaking the fragrant red rose wine in the glass, the Viscount Red Rose leisurely began to talk about the plan of matching barbecue and fruit that he had tried during his travels, and then his own brilliant record: "Durad Berry I have the best physical affinity with the Timberwolves. I will never forget the time when I killed the Timberwolves and sat on the corpses of Timberwolves to barbecue."

When he talked, it was like talking to an old friend.

As the object of Viscount Rosa's conversation, Yate received more gazes.

Originally, when Yate was discovered by Helos, the "friendly interaction" between the other party and the president, Balan, had already made Yate be watched.

After Viscount Rosa found out the identity of Yate's "Earl of Mercury Apprentice", he received more caring eyes.

Even the "trend" young people who had been surrounding Mrs. Lauer turned their attention to Yate.

"I didn't expect you to have such an experience." Yate put a small piece of beef into his mouth, feeling the strange taste of foie gras and gravy, and said.

"Of course, every qualified wizard needs to go through a journey." Viscount Rosa squinted slightly, as if the thorns of the thorns swept the lower aristocrats. "The wizard can't be like the ignorant aristocrats thousands of years ago. Immerse yourself in that meaningless vanity.",

The lower aristocrats who were swept by his gaze bowed their heads, only a few of them remained unchanged.

"Can a journey that may lead to death make them less ignorant?" Yate asked in a slightly ironic tone.

"No." The corners of Viscount Rosa's lips curled up. "Only the surviving wizards may become less ignorant."

Yate, who was standing beside him, was silent, and he seemed to be able to see the flames in the eyes of the Viscount.

According to the information he knew... One of the viscount’s sons and daughters passed away during his travels. He had four children, but now he has only two children left.

Before becoming a lord, the viscount had experienced life and death battles no less than those of mercenaries.

It can even be said that the dangers that the viscount has experienced during the five years of travel are beyond the reach of those mercenaries for ten years.

"Sir Claurido." As the Viscount Rosa said, his eyes swept across the entire banquet hall. Just like the reaction of the lower aristocrats just now, these people subconsciously avoided his eyes. What do you think is a wizard?"

"What is a wizard?" Yate was taken aback, and then remembered that the Mercury Earl had asked the same question.

Is there anything special about this problem? Yate couldn't help thinking.

"It's a good thing to be cautious, but Ellen's wizard..." Viscount Rosa drank the red rose wine in the glass in one sip, and the fragrance of red rose slowly dissipated, "It's too easy."

"The wizard is the seeker, no matter whether the road exists or not, the wizard is the chaser, no matter if you are bound or not. Sir Clauriedo, you need to remember this." Taking a deep look at Art, Viscount Rosa held the wine glass. Turn around and leave.

Staring at Viscount Rosa's growing taller back, Yate frowned slightly...

At this moment, the huge and splendid red rose tree still stands in the center of the red rose collar, flame-like flowers swaying gently, and a crow is combing its scarlet feathers.