Even the nobles present had their own thoughts when looking at this pair of young people. Even if they are limited by their prejudices, they just can't help others' aura.
People are like this sometimes, the more narrow-minded they are, the more jealous they become. In fact, for the nobles here, they just don't want to admit that the real reason why they are grinding their teeth is that they are far inferior to others.
"Hey, it's you." At this time, a lady walked out of the crowd, "You little guy, why did you come to Zancheng?"
The noble lady was quite shrewd. She raised her eyebrows and gave Alvin a wink when she came up, in front of so many people.
Alvin and Onian looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh about fate, or that this world is really small.
It turned out that this was the noble lady whose portrait Alvin had painted in Bellamar at that time.
"What, Countess Riotra, is it possible that Mr. Alvin is still an old friend of yours?" Count Oneyin asked curiously.
"It's hard to talk about old friends. I just met him when we were in Bellama." The noble lady said with a smile, "At that time, he was still performing on the street. Unexpectedly, in a few days, he became your friend. The ‘big painter’ here.”
The speaker is not necessarily careless, but the listener is intentional.
It didn't smell like that to the ears of those present. Especially these men who relied on their noble status became even more contemptuous of Alvin after hearing this. In their opinion, performing on the streets is almost the same as those wandering beggars.
"Well, look at what you said, why is it just 'ours'? I see, Mr. Alvin can be regarded as a master everywhere." At this time, Countess Oneyin also stood up and said with a smile. , "So, it's not just about us here, even in your Principality of Tiler, this Mr. Alvin is not inferior to anyone."
There is a reason why the Countess of Oneyin came out to "respect" Alvin at this time. She already disliked this Mrs. Riotella, and couldn't see her coquettish appearance. In addition, the person's words "you are here" just now seemed to mean that she looked down on the nobles here in Zanci City. Therefore, Countess Aunein, as the hostess of this tea party, had to say something.
Countess Riotla is a good friend of the famous "Duchess Sloane" of the Principality of Tiler.
After all, the Principality of Tiler and the Principality of Boer are considered to be of the same spirit. Duchess Sloan, who is currently in power in the Principality of Tiler, is the cousin of the Marquis of Elu, the Grand Duke of the Principality of Boer. The nobles of the two countries have maintained contacts for so many years. Before she got married, Duchess Sloane was a celebrity in the aristocratic circles of the Principality of Boer.
The Duchess of Sloane, the cousin of the Marquis of Elu, Sanifanza Perrone, is now the head of a country, so it is naturally inconvenient for her to attend these gatherings in the Principality of Boer. But she is very "concerned" about her useless cousin's country, so she needs an informant who can often appear in the noble circles of the Boer Principality.
In the Principality of Tiler, Countess Riotra, who also had a reputation for debauchery like Duchess Sloane, was scouted and became the perfect candidate for this spy.
Many nobles in the Principality of Boer know the identity of Countess Riotra, so they give her a lot of respect.
Countess Aunein, on the other hand, was not afraid of offending anyone at all, so she said those words to sting her.
The Countess of Onein relied on her long-standing acquaintance with her brother-in-law's cousin, Sanifanza. This is a kind of "old friendship" versus "new friendship"
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"Love" disdain. But she may not understand that there is no friendship between women, especially for the Duchess of Sloane.
"Oh, it's all my fault for not speaking clearly. What I want to say is that I was short-sighted. Why didn't I see it at the time? Mr. Alwey is such a powerful painter." Countess Riotra saw this. Like, he quickly rounded himself up.
"We're not the only ones who think so. I've heard many young Protestants say that Mr. Alvin's accomplishments are much better than those of today's painters. That painting of 'The Believer' is so miraculous. It takes skill to make it happen." Count Oneyin also heard the "danger" between the two women's words just now, so he naturally had to side with his wife.
"Oh, what's the point of discussing these useless things all day long if you don't have any attainments? In my opinion, a grown man can only write and draw, but that's no use?" At this time, there was a man in the crowd, Said in a strange voice.
Everyone looked back and saw that the person who said this was Baron Tifli who came with Countess Riotra and was also a noble of the Duchy of Tiler. He said this because he saw that Countess Riotra had suffered a loss with her words. Of course, Tifuli also has another identity. He is the lover of Countess Riotra's new look, so naturally he cannot just sit back and watch this scene. Furthermore, he originally had a disdain for civilians like Alvin who relied on "performing" to make a living.
To be honest, the baron's verbal attack was actually quite mindless, and quite a bit like he was trying to incriminate someone without excuse. It's like a few people were discussing whether today's lunch was delicious. At this time, someone broke in and yelled, "You guys are just having lunch. What's so delicious about lunch? You might as well have dinner...", which is simply inexplicable. .
However, all the noble men in the garden were unhappy with our new great painter, so no one spoke out to refute him. Many people even secretly rejoiced that someone finally stood up to kill Alvin.
Naturally, Earl Oneyin couldn't bear to see someone mocking his distinguished guest in such a rough voice. Just as he was about to defend himself, Alvin stopped him with a smile.
Onian looked at Alvin with a smile and couldn't help wiping the corners of her mouth. She sighed in her heart, "How could this person be criticized for being too 'artistic' one day?" She really didn't expect that Alvin would be like this. A side skill can actually cause so many troubles.
"Sir, in your opinion, what should a grown man do to be useful?" Alvin walked straight up to Baron Tifley and asked politely with a smile.
Seeing that Alvin was so fearless, the women in the garden became even more interested. Their eyes widened and they stood on tiptoe to see what would happen next.
Tifuli thought that Alvin was just a painter with outstanding appearance, but he didn't expect that this guy was so smart and forced him directly. He was startled by Alvin's demeanor and was speechless for a moment. He originally wanted to show off in front of his lover, but with his oily hair and pink face, he could only stand out among ordinary people. When he met someone as rich and bright as Alvin, his aura immediately dropped. Big cut.
The main thing is that Alvin hasn't had sex with anyone for a long time, and his hands were already itchy. Now that he has this "big leader", he feels quite happy.
Tifuli blushed, "I just... know how to mention... a paintbrush, no matter what... a man. I don't understand... martial arts and magic. How can I walk in this world?" The baron was stunned by Ai. Erwin was close to him, and he was so frightened that he finally managed to put this
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Finished sentence.
Alvin nodded with deep understanding and glanced at the opponent's sword, "Then what do you mean, you... want to have sex with me?"
As soon as he said this, there was an uproar everywhere.
No matter how much Alvin restrained himself, the gangster spirit that he had habitually carried out for many years finally emerged uncontrollably. After all, he was once one of the notorious "Four Young Masters" of Saliuxi, so his words still have the flavor of that time.
The nobles of all sizes in the garden were a little confused at this moment. They never imagined that this young painter with a bookish look could actually have such a temperament.
Onian was not surprised at all, and still had a smile on her face.
Baron Tiverly swallowed his saliva and bravely replied, "What...how? Still...are you afraid of you?"
The Baron was forced into a corner by Alvin. If he gave up now, he would probably become a joke at today's tea party. So he had no choice but to bite the bullet and decide to "get involved" with Alvin.
The originally warm afternoon made the guests at the tea party very sleepy. As soon as Mr. and Mrs. Alvin arrived, everyone became energetic. Following Baron Tiffli's sinister words, things started to happen, and now there was a duel. It seems that this tea party is really not in vain for the guests.
Alvin nodded to show respect for the other party's courage, then took half a step back and asked seriously: "Are you going to beat one party until the corpse is carried out? Or, stop at the end?"
After all, Alvin has experienced several life-and-death battles, so although his tone of voice when he spoke this was calm, it made the people present feel shuddering when they heard it.
At this time, Baron Tiffli's legs were really weak. He glanced at Countess Riotra standing aside as if asking for help, but her eyes were elsewhere. Of course, no one asked him to come forward in the first place. This is a typical act of his own doing.
"Hey, Mr. Alvin, you are really joking. That must be until the point is reached, until the point is reached." Count Oneyin quickly came out to persuade. He didn't want to have a tea party and end up with someone dying in his garden.
"Looking at Alvin's posture, he is really going to kill himself. The one who loses his life must be the Baron Tifli. After all, this man is also a baron from Tirel. He is really going to kill his own family. , what should we do?" Oneyin thought to herself.
"Come on, come on, everyone, please take a few steps back and make room." While Count Aunein was still hesitant, his wife reacted very quickly and had already arranged for everyone to leave the space in the center of the garden empty. The main thing is that she really dislikes the Countess Riotra, hates the whole house, and naturally doesn't have any good thoughts about Baron Tifli. She really wanted to see how Alvin taught this man a lesson.
Feia, the youngest daughter of Count Aunein, felt a little stunned when she saw the two people standing in the garden preparing for a duel. She wondered if she shouldn't invite Alvin to the tea party at home.
It wasn't that she was worried that Alvin would lose in the duel, but she had a vague feeling that Alvin would be a very dangerous person. Beneath that warm and jade-like face, there was a ferocious soul hidden. After all, she and he had also performed the courtesy of Zhou Gong, so they knew each other more or less.
Thinking of this section, Feiya couldn't help but blush again. She couldn't help but glance at Onian, who was standing not far away. She felt a little sad for herself, but she really wanted to give up, but she didn't want to.
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