Volume 3: The Ravager Chapter 178: Intrusion

Aristocratic carriages drove into the town of Yard and passed by the gates of every household in the town. Such a grand scene surprised the residents of these towns. Since the Lane family moved here and became their lords, they have also I have never seen so many nobles come to visit.

The carriage stopped in front of Lane Castle.

Fulin's housekeeper stood at the door in person, welcoming all distinguished guests.

Du Dian came early in the afternoon to discuss matters with the old patriarch Fulin. At this moment, the two stood in front of the window on the second floor of the ancient castle, watching the carriages approaching in front of the brightly lit manor. Every time the old patriarch Fulin saw one, he would introduce his origin and background to Du Di'an, which benefited Du Di'an a lot.

"The people are almost here, let's go down to accompany the guests. As a host, you can't be too rude." Old Patriarch Fulin said to Du Di'an.

Du Dian nodded slightly.

The two went downstairs together and entered the decorated hall. The hall where only four oil lamps were originally lit, but now more than a dozen lamps are lit, and the light is like daytime. I saw brightly dressed nobles with extraordinary temperament with their wives or children, chatting while eating snacks and fine wines in the hall.

When Du Di'an and the old patriarch Fulin went downstairs, these nobles who were chatting enthusiastically immediately turned their attention, obviously paying attention to it for a long time.

"Oops, old Fulin, I haven't seen him for a few years, and he still looks so energetic!" A middle-aged man dressed as a noble who was standing near the stairs saw Fulin coming downstairs, and immediately raised his glass and smiled.

Du Dian glanced at him and heard Fulin say before that this middle-aged man is the Niken family in several neighboring towns, and is also a declining noble, and unlike the once brilliant nobles like Lane, this Niken family From the beginning to the end, he was a small nobleman, lingering on until now.

The old patriarch Fulin smiled lightly and said, "I've won the prize, are you still used to drinking wine?"

"If I had known you had such fine wine here, I would have come here long ago." The middle-aged man laughed.

Fulin smiled slightly and said, "We will welcome you anytime in the future."

At this time, other nobles next to him also crowded over and greeted Fulin. There are eight families in total, and most of them are the patriarchs. Only two families are the patriarchs who are too old and the same generation as Fulin. , they sent their children over to congratulate him.

"As the old saying goes, a thin tiger is stronger than a wolf." A graceful lady smiled and said, "The Lane family must have made a big noise when they founded the consortium this time?"

While she was talking, everyone else looked at Fulin with a smile.

Fulin smiled lightly, and said, "Since it's a consortium, it's natural to want to make a lot of money, don't you think?"

"Oh?" The previous middle-aged Niken family said with great interest: "So, what good fortune do you have, old patriarch?"

Fulin smiled and said, "We'll talk later. The party is about to start. Let's listen to the music first. I specially invited the master of St. Peter's Conservatory to play and wash your ears."

Seeing that he changed the subject, the others did not continue to ask questions, and followed the old patriarch Fulin into the hall together, and came to the seat in front of the already constructed music band.

"Who is this?" Another middle-aged man with a fat body looked at Du Dian, who was inseparable from Fulin, and asked suspiciously.

Fulin said with a smile: "This is the hunter of our consortium, Mr. Du Di'an."

"Hunter?" Hearing Fulin's words, the expressions of several nobles sitting next to him changed, and their bodies subconsciously deviate slightly to distance themselves, but they soon realized that this was rude and useless, so they recovered. as is. The fat middle-aged man who inquired had a smile on his face and said, "I didn't expect your consortium to be just established, so quickly attracting hunters to join, it really is fierce, hehe..."

Du Di'an noticed the fear deep in the eyes of these nobles, and his expression was calm. From Mr. Fulin, he knew that hunters were both extremely favorite and extremely hated existences for nobles.

I love it because the hunter can bring wealth to it, but I hate it because the hunter is extremely irritable and dangerous. There have been many times in history where the hunter lost control of his rage and killed the nobles on the spot. .

Although those hunters were executed by the "Punishers" of the Tribunal afterwards, the dead nobles would not be resurrected, so most nobles were reluctant to get too close to the hunters. Notice, occasional face-to-face conversations are required, and knight protection will be secretly arranged to guard against such a dangerous item at any time.

Even, in the eyes of most nobles, hunters are not regarded as "the same kind" at all, but the same monsters as the monsters outside the wall.

Others knew Du Dian's identity, and laughed a little restrained for a while.

When Du Dian saw their smiles, he suddenly felt a little familiar. When he attended the noble gathering of the Mellon consortium, when he saw Greilly and the senior hunters of another consortium entering the venue, the nobles greeted them "friendly". He was too young to notice the vague fear in that smile, but now he can clearly feel it.

"The concert is about to start." Flynn said with a smile.

Du Di'an tilted his head and glanced at him, looking at the smile on his wrinkled face, calmed down in his heart, and quietly raised his head to enjoy the music concert on the stage.

This music concert was a large professional team with more than 20 people. Under the instruction of the old patriarch Fulin, the conductor of the concert knew it, slowly raised the baton in his hand, and the gurgling water-like notes drifted. Out, surround the hall, refreshing, let the children of Mr. Fulin sitting in the back and corner of the hall and the children brought by these nobles listen leisurely and intoxicated.

Suddenly, the door of the hall was pushed open with a creak, and a group of figures entered the hall. One of them, a sunny male voice, sneered: "Old Patriarch Fulin is so impatient, did the banquet start before everyone arrived?"

The flowing music stopped abruptly.

The seemingly peaceful atmosphere in the hall suddenly solidified.

Everyone looked back, and their faces changed slightly. The fat middle-aged man sitting next to Du Di'an exclaimed in a low voice: "The Mel family? The Milan family? How could they come?"

When Du Di'an looked back, he also recognized the identity of the person who came. The head was a slender and elegant girl with beautiful cheeks, like a dream. The exquisitely tailored clothing complimented the noble temperament, and she stood a little back halfway next to her. On the soles of the feet is a young man, in gorgeous platinum clothing, with a straight posture, like a knight, wearing a noble fencing on his waist, and he is imposing.

Behind the two were five or six knights, as well as two attendants.

When other nobles noticed the names symbolized by the family crests on the shoulders of these knights, their expressions changed. In fact, even if they didn't see the family crests, they could recognize the origin of the young men and women at the head. (To be continued)). If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at the starting point (), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read. )