The Black Knight from the Blue Planet

Hardy came back from the banquet feeling refreshed.

After integrating into the blue dragon bloodline, his desire became stronger and stronger. Although he could endure it with his strong mental power, he would feel much better if he could release it.

Although his soldiers did not attend the banquet, they were well entertained by the Maga family, and they all looked happy at this time.

Although the banquet last night was to entertain him, it was more because the nobles found a reason to have a bank party.

Hardy returned to the room and planned to take a nap.

He wasn't actually tired, but it was always good to be energetic when there was nothing to do.

But not long after he fell asleep, the attendant here knocked on his door.

Hardy stood up, opened the door and said, "What's the matter?"

"Sir Hardy, the carriage of the Robinette family is coming outside." The waiter said respectfully: "He wants to invite you to come as a guest and discuss important matters."

Hardy nodded and said to the waiter: "Please tell the carriage to wait while I change my clothes and go over."

The waiter bent down and left.

Hardy changed into a soft leather armor and took on a long sword.

He did not get on the carriage, but rode a majestic war horse and followed the carriage with more than a dozen cavalry soldiers.

The driver's face turned pale with fright.

Although there were only a dozen people, the tall horses and heavy armor looked murderous.

Moreover, France is recognized as the strongest in the Alopa region, and the cavalry is a special unit. No one is afraid of ordinary people when they see him.

The coachman felt that as long as the heavy cavalry behind him charged, he would be crushed into a pulp by the cavalry along with the carriage.

Although he knew that such a thing would not happen, he was still afraid.

Fortunately, the Jefferson family's manor was not far from here, and we arrived at the door soon.

Hardy dismounted, and the group of soldiers dismounted and stood outside.

The coachman drove the carriage around to the back of the manor. He did not want to face this group of murderous knights again.

A middle-aged housekeeper stood at the door. When he saw Hardy, he first greeted him with full courtesy and then welcomed him into the atrium.

Within the walls of this manor, there is a row of dense trees, blocking all sightlines from the outside.

Once inside, you can see a large green lawn.

There were clusters of flowers in bloom, and a group of little girls were cheering and running around on the lawn.

These little girls are so adorable.

Hardy's eyes passed over the group of little girls and saw a pavilion-like place in the middle of the paddock.

There were several nobles sitting inside.

The middle-aged butler guided Hardy over and then retreated.

When they arrived in the pavilion, those people stood up.

The leader was the great elder Jojolf, followed by two middle-aged men and a middle-aged woman.

Except for Jojov Robinette, the old man Hardy knew, Hardy had never met the other three.

At least they weren't at the party last night.

Maybe it appeared, maybe Hardy didn't see it.

"Great Elder, we meet again." Hardy looked at the three people next to him: "Who are these three?"

"I'm Bobby Robinette." The older middle-aged man smiled, then took the hand of the middle-aged woman next to him and said with a smile: "This is my wife, Jenny."

The couple both gave Hardy a kind smile.

Hardy smiled and nodded to them.

The slightly younger middle-aged man looking at Hardy's expression was not so kind.

He looked at Hardy with an almost frown, and after a while, said, "I'm Hunter Robinette."

Even the tone of his voice wasn't very good.

At this time, the great elder smiled and said to the air next to him: "Haha, you are both about the same age, let's have a good chat together."

As he spoke, he moved his hands in the air, as if to bring the two of them closer.

The scene suddenly became awkward.

Bobby Robinette motioned to his wife.

Jenny took the great elder's arm and said softly: "Father, mother is looking for you, let's go to see him together."

"Oh, that."

The Great Elder followed Jenny subconsciously and left, but his voice came faintly from a distance: "But I seem to remember that Hillary has already gone to see the goddess of light. Could it be that I remembered it wrong..."

The three of them watched them leave.

It's just that the focus of the three people's eyes is different. Hardy is actually observing the terrain ahead.

Bobby looked at his father worriedly.

And Xiangte was looking at his sister-in-law's buttocks.

After the great elder returned to the mansion, the three of them turned their gaze back in unison.

Bobby asked Hardy to sit down, and then asked the waiter to bring wine and cakes.

Then he said: "Sir Hardy, what do you think of the elves?"

"A very fine race."

Hardy said without hesitation.

"I also think they are excellent." Bobby nodded in agreement and said, "But their excellence comes from the support of the World Tree. If our human gods also have a kingdom of gods on earth, they will not be worse than them."

"Sir Bobby is a human supremacist?" Hardy asked.

Bobby smiled.

Hunter next to him suddenly interjected: "Actually, in my opinion, the elves are actually very weak. They don't have city walls, but they have spiritual walls."

The two men turned to look at him.

Xiangte has a handsome face, with black hair and eyes, but his temperament is a bit sinister: "Their city is the World Tree. Once the World Tree dies, they will have no support. They can only become animals that are slaughtered by others. We humans can Easily enter their world and become their master."

Bobby shook his head and said, "Things are not that simple. Brother, you underestimate the elves too much."

"Brother, you think too highly of them." Hunter shrugged, then looked at Hardy: "I don't know what you think of the elves, whether they are friends, or whether you think they should be slaves."

"I am willing to coexist peacefully with all intelligent races." Hardy held the cup, raised it slightly, and then said with a smile: "Except the gray orcs."

The two people next to him were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

This little bit of humor made both of them feel close to each other.

Especially Hunter, he drank a glass of red wine suddenly, and then said: "Actually, I also see it this way. The gray orcs should have become our slaves. Why..."

"Brother, be careful what you say."

Hunter said no more.

Although the northern faction of Ajiaka often said that they should give the gray orcs enough respect and freedom.

But...doing it is one thing, but what you think is another matter.

Hardy, on the other hand, has no such scruples. Although France prohibits the slave trade, this law only benefits humans, elves and other races.

Gray orcs don't count as humans!

Hardy asked at this time: "Sir Bobby, can you tell me now why you came to me this time?" (End of Chapter)