Chapter 27 Master Pompeii

Upstairs in the castle, in Luther's room.

As the protagonist of today's banquet, the future great Luther, Pompeii, and the current Young Master Luther are a little troubled.

It's because of tonight's banquet.

Luther was a little resistant to this banquet.

This world is a good world, especially as a noble, and a real noble with an actual heir in the future.

Luther knew that his future would be very bright. If he became a great noble, countless beauties would throw themselves into his arms.

Men, there is nothing against this.

Although in this world, nobles are not prohibited from having mistresses, I heard that the current king has no fewer than ten mistresses.

But if he had married a wife and flirted with his mistress, Luther would still be a little awkward after all.

All in all, Luther was very resistant to marrying a wife now.

In the room, little Maya was meticulously dressing Luther in formal clothes, a set of clothes in the style of a Prussian aristocrat, plus riding boots that highlighted his status as a knight.

Luther is very handsome, with short blond hair, and looks beautifully dressed.

But Luther curled his lips and said with a repulsive expression: "Little Maya, I am only sixteen years old. My father is making great efforts to marry me a wife. Isn't this destroying the seedling?"

During this year, Luther had the most frequent contact with little Maya. After all, it is a relationship between a young master and his personal maid.

So little Maya was very accustomed to the novel words that came out of Luther's mouth.

Little Maya curled her lips, glared at Luther and said, "Marrying a noble lady and giving birth to an heir with the bloodline of the Pompeii family is your responsibility as the next heir of the Pompeii family. What about the seedlings? My brother got married when he was fifteen and had a son when he was sixteen. Master, you are not young anymore."

"So I'm already old." Luther couldn't help but touched his face, feeling a little sad.

Little Maya couldn't help rolling her eyes. Is there any sixteen-year-old person in the world who says she is old? This young master is probably the first.

"Okay. Be careful not to get strange stains on the clothes. These clothes are difficult to wash." Little Maya stood on her toes to tidy up Luther's clothes because she was shorter than Luther. Now that it was done, I looked up and looked quite satisfied, but soon it turned into worry, and I couldn't help but warn.

"Hey, my little housekeeper." Luther smiled exaggeratedly.

This personal maid is really a bit naughty and has no sense of being a maid at all. uh-huh.

However, Luther did not feel offended, but felt quite happy. Little Maya is a pistachio.

Little Maya rolled her eyes and wanted to use her toes to grab Luther's ears, but she couldn't reach them, so she had no choice but to give up.

"go quickly."

Little Maya said pushing Luther.

"Oh." Luther shrugged and walked out of the room. Then go through the stairs and reach the lobby directly from the second floor.

As Luther appeared on the stage, there was a sudden silence in the hall. Immediately, his uncle stood up and Sauron let out an exaggerated cry.

"Yo yo yo, look who's here. The heir of our great Pompeii family, Luther Pompeii."

Then the orchestra started playing very proudly. The guests all looked at Luther who appeared on the stage with smiles, and the girls' eyes were shining, as if they wanted to swallow Luther.

Luther walked down, raised his head and glanced at Lipton, Sauron, and the Sauron knights were showing expectant expressions. Luther could only roll his eyes, hugged Lipton, and Sauron, and pressed his uncle's cheek. .

"Hi, Uncle Lipton."

"Hi, little Luther."

The two were tired of each other for a while, and then separated. The main reason is that Luther can't stand it. This uncle looks very violent on the outside and has a scary hook nose. In fact, he is a good old man and very emotional.

Can't stand it.

After letting Uncle Lipton go, Luther had a cordial conversation with the other four visiting knight lords, as well as Lucy and Young Master Barton.

Finally, Luther hugged his father, Old Sol.

"Luther, you are the protagonist today, choose a girl to dance." Lipton, Soran made an exaggerated voice.

Luther looked up, it was so dazzling.

I saw twenty or thirty girls standing in front of them. The youngest should be fourteen or fifteen years old, and the oldest was no more than eighteen years old. They are all very outstanding girls.

Luther could only describe it this way.

Because it is too dazzling and colorful.

There are girls of all kinds, forming a huge forest.

The girls also showed expectations. Except for a very few noble girls who came to the banquet because of their parents' orders, the girls present all came for Luther himself.

This is the future leader of the Pompeii family, Knight, Luther, Master Pompeii.

A real nobleman on the ground.

Luther finally chose a girl with brown hair, a girl with excellent appearance and a slightly plump but not exaggerated figure.

"Girl, can you please dance with me?" Luther walked up to her like a gentleman and bent down to make an invitation.

The girl glanced at Luther and felt a little shy, but she quickly stretched out her little hand and held Luther's hand. Amidst the envious and jealous eyes of many girls, she began to dance to the accompaniment of the band.

The other girls were jealous but didn't give up.

Because there is an example. At this kind of banquet, the male protagonist chose a girl to dance with, which proves that the first impression is very good.

Bonus points.

But the banquet is very long. Whether you can get promoted and become the official girlfriend of this Luther, Master Pompeii, or even the future hostess of the Pompeii family, depends on your own means.

The girls put all their efforts into seducing Luther.

But the girls were disappointed after all, because after Luther danced with the brown-haired girl, he politely asked the girl's name.

Then he left the girl and a group of girls and went to the boys' group.

Cut.

I don't want to get married so early, you guys should do what you should do. I stepped aside. Luther came to the boys' group with a friendly smile.

And greeted a fat man very kindly: "Hi, cousin Newton."

This is a fat man, to be precise, a fat teenager. But not very fat, just a little fat, but more strong.

Just a round face, very plump. When many people see this face, their first thought is to pinch it to see how it feels.

This is Newton, Soran.

Good old Lipton, Soran's son, future heir of the Soran family, and Soran Knight.

Luther's cousin.

According to memory, Luther and this cousin have a good relationship.