Chapter 151 Warcraft Attack

"Da Da Da!"

"Whee, Whee!"

The crisp sound of horse hooves and the neighing of horses came one after another.

In the deep forest path, a large group of young men and girls rode horses in a long row, heading towards an open place in the deep forest.

Each beautiful girl was dressed in military uniform and riding cap, looking heroic.

It formed a beautiful landscape, which was pleasing to the eye. But the problem was that the fundamental activity this time was still hunting.

With this large group of people coming together, even if the guards tried their best to drive the prey over, it was estimated that only a handful of people could shoot the prey.

"How did it become like this?"

Luther asked himself.

It was a good time, a regular social activity of the seven major families, a serious hunting activity, and a dinner party.

It would come once from time to time.

But this time there were too many girls, and they were not with others, but with him, gathered together.

Someone attacked him last night.

It was really funny.

Luther really wanted to have another love affair with a beautiful noble girl to say goodbye to his virginity. But he really had no interest in these girls in front of him.

Although Luther didn't have much experience, he could still vaguely tell whether the girls were innocent or promiscuous. After a quick glance, Luther felt that more than half of these noble girls in front of him were not good birds.

The rest were not suitable for love.

Even if he hooked his fingers, they were willing to lie down.

If that was the case, Luther would rather find a mature noble woman and have a deep physical exchange, which would be more enjoyable.

So Luther didn't want to deal with them, but the problem was that he had to deal with them. As the acting lord of Pompeii, he was the landlord of this social event.

It wouldn't be like leaving the guests behind and fleeing the crime scene, right?

Tragedy.

After arriving at the open area, the team stopped. At this time, the guards were already driving the prey. It was believed that it would not be long before a fat prey appeared.

In theory, the hunters would ride on horses at this time, holding bows in their hands, ready to hunt at any time. But what about the girls?

They gathered in twos and threes, whispering from time to time, and countless eyes fell on Luther.

"Hey." Luther sighed, and simply rode to the edge of the open area with Newton, Marshall and others.

"The enthusiasm of the girls is always hard to resist." Seeing that Luther was in a bad mood, Marshall said in a teasing tone.

"There are so many girls, don't you like one? As long as you like one, others will retreat." Newton said.

"If it's a pure relationship, I would rather have a shot with Miss Alice, the socialite of Patton County, the eldest daughter of the Baron's family." Luther said with a pout.

Luther remembered the eldest daughter of the Baron's family, mainly because his father's description was really tempting.

She was beautiful, especially. Things.

Bold and unrestrained, able to rise and fall.

"Luther, I didn't expect you to have such a hobby. I heard that there are at least eighty men who have had affairs with the eldest daughter."

Marshall touched his chin and looked at Luther with strange eyes.

Even as a playboy, Marshall didn't care about his woman's past, but the problem was that the woman had too many men.

And they might have been dating at the same time, which made Marshall very disgusted.

"Maybe it's hereditary. I've always heard Uncle Sol say that only mature women can soothe a man's soul." Old Sol seemed to have instilled some bad ideas in Newton, and Newton thought about it and said.

"Haha, it's family inheritance. I also heard that the Pompeii Knights specifically look for women older than themselves."

The other heirs laughed.

Obviously, Old Sol's romantic affairs are widely circulated.

Luther rolled his eyes involuntarily, feeling ashamed to have such a father.

A relaxed conversation.

Perhaps because there were too many of them, they frightened the nearby prey. After Luther and the others waited for a while, no guard drove the prey over.

Newton was bored and brought up another topic.

"By the way, Luther, what do you think of these prospective knights?" Newton looked back at the dozen teenagers in the team and said.

These teenagers are generally young, ranging from fifteen to eighteen years old.

Most of them are prospective knights, and one or two are knights. Even if they are knights, they have not been promoted for long.

Because before this, Luther had recruited many side knights from the six major families.

These next generations are not as good as their fathers, lack training, and are still very immature.

But Luther also has some ideas about them. Don't be nervous, it's not the kind of gay idea. It's because these prospective knights are destined to become knights.

Even if they are rookies, they can become battle-hardened knights after a few years of training.

Eventually become the pillars of the Pompeii family.

At present, the Pompeii family is still expanding rapidly. Luther's short-term goal is to become a baron, and a baron will have a vast territory, at least a city with a population of more than 30,000.

Let alone the number of guards, there must be at least 100 knights.

Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to tell others.

At present, the number of knights in the Pompeii family, excluding Pompeii and his son, is only 15. The road to recruiting knights is still very long, and these prospective knights cannot be let go.

"What else can I see? After this social event is over, I will hold a private party to discuss with them." Luther said with a smile.

"When these prospective knights grow up, the Pompeii family will probably have more than 30 knights." An heir sighed.

Unspeakable envy.

Although everyone is an ally, they are almost in the same boat. The strength of the Pompeii family is equivalent to the strength of the seven major families.

But just like the wealth owned by an individual, under normal circumstances, a person with a net worth of 100 million will envy a person with a net worth of 10 billion.

This is the current situation.

The Pompeii family is getting stronger and stronger. Although other families are not jealous, they are envious.

"Roar!!!"

At this moment, a roar sounded. This roar seemed to be a tiger, but it was more powerful than the roar of an ordinary tiger.

It was vaguely carrying a certain kind of fierceness.

Under the influence of this fierceness, the warhorse began to feel uneasy and kept pacing back and forth.

The girls were also pale, and the timid ones began to tremble. The prospective knights also showed uneasy colors, and only a few people could remain calm.

The heirs were naturally not much better. They were basically playboys.

Although they were all knights, they definitely lacked combat.

Only Luther was slightly surprised. After last year's clearing, the nearby monsters should have been cleared. How could there still be monsters?

But Luther was not too panicked, because this was the edge of the deep forest, and there were very few monsters above the intermediate level. If it was a primary monster.

Then Luther was not worried.

Just think about how the acid lizard died.