A few minutes before the clock struck midnight, David followed the Hebrew suggestion and formally met and talked with Xie Shangjun. [Read the latest chapter] Although in this limited time, most of the exchanges between the light of the Acropolis and the earth's masters were just chicken-and-duck talk, but at least it looked beautiful. Mr. Xie is satisfied, and David is also satisfied. Now they can all have an explanation for the person they should explain to.
In a corner of the grand banquet hall, I glanced at the two guests and host having a good time from time to time. Some of David Duran's vassals, who were waiting for his midnight speech, gradually gathered together. There is no doubt that most of them are the absolute nobles of the Acropolis - leaving aside David Duran's status as a vassal, they are also undisputed nobles. The remaining three or five people are also quite powerful secular monarchs. These great nobles and monarchs gathered loosely in an irregular circle, elegantly swaying the red wine in their hands or smoking their pipes, and leisurely discussed some recent rumors.
"The Chief Attendant has clearly rejected Emperor Ogra's envoy. Just yesterday evening, it is said that his words 'never consider' were quoted from the master's original words. I'm afraid we have to watch the huge Ogra suddenly disintegrate or disintegrate. Luobiejia, for example, the new ranger who has recently emerged. Maybe we can see this scene before the New Year—either the New Year’s Day, or the Spring Festival’s New Year.”
"Yeah, it's really shocking. I was shocked when the news came. It's so hasty! It's so hasty! Even if you wait and see for a while before making a decision - I think I have to make up my mind tonight. A whole night of repentance is enough to atone for my sins. I really shouldn't criticize my master like this."
"Our master is indeed a young man who has just grown up. This is undeniable. No matter how wise and wise he is - in fact, comments such as impulsive and hasty, and young people do not seem to have any meaning when applied to young people of this age. It’s not appropriate, it’s even a kind of admiration and envy. What’s the point of being just like us old men?”
"You have to quote the proverb about the sun at 1st o'clock again." The old gentlemen burst into laughter. "Maybe we should find a way to restrict the upstarts of the rangers. It is better for the superpower to collapse suddenly than to fall into the hands of others. The giant falls. The scenery at that time seemed to be very good. The head and torso were smashed to pieces, and the limbs were scattered everywhere. From the brain to the intestines, gold and gems were flowing out, from the lions and tigers on the top floor to the carrion-eating vultures and hyenas, and then To the insects at the bottom. Every link in the food chain can usher in a gluttonous feast, and the ecosystem will be more prosperous and healthy. By then, I think our master may change his original intention."
"My tongue has already begun to salivate for the taste of the dishes cooked with ingredients from the Ogra Academy of Sciences." A monarch said truthfully.
His country is in the crowded inner region of the galaxy, with territory and resources. No matter whether Ogra is disintegrated into thousands or tens of thousands of countries, he can't reach it no matter how long he stretches his hand. But technology is different. Even if he gets a little scraps or even dregs from the dinner table, it is enough for his country, which is suffering from trade blockade and technological backwardness, to make a brilliant leap forward. Because according to the experience of the disintegration of great powers in the past, priceless advanced technology can always be sold by the weight of spaceships. As long as its owner is willing to stretch out his hand, the dregs that have slipped through the fingers will inevitably fall into his mouth - of course, as long as his owner is willing to stretch out his hand. The master is willing to stretch out his hand.
He looked at another great noble next to him with admiration. The star domain controlled by this senior superpower family in the Acropolis was close to the outer domain, and happened to be very close to the border of Ogra. In other words, as long as their master can be persuaded by them and decide to join the gluttonous feast of carving up Ogra again, they will definitely select a country from this star field to join the WTO. Unknown territory, resources, and population will come rolling in, and his family's power will expand along with the master's achievements, and the benefits will be even greater than taking over Ogra in full.
"You are so lucky, Monsignor Lu Besson," he said.
The eyes of His Excellency Lu Besson were shining with ambition, and he smiled smugly: "The hopes of His Majesty Seifert XI will be completely dashed. Oops, let His Majesty the Emperor of Ogra run away in vain. It’s really embarrassing to go there.”
"Don't be too happy too early. We still don't know if it will work." Wesson Brick poured cold water on him sarcastically: "You also know that the master has become very interested in some remote and desolate star fields recently. He even followed him incognito. I met the king of a certain small country."
The fire in Lu Beisong's eyes was extinguished instantly, and then he became fierce, biting his lips and slowly said: "That country is in the star field called Lacamon, and it is so remote that it is lying on the newly published Milky Way Geographic Hologram. I couldn’t find it for hours.”
"That is simply a barren land. The master would not be interested in such a ghost place that doesn't even have a subspace branch line - I hope not!" the old gentlemen said one after another, "Speaking of which, such a barbarian chief can actually It is a strange thing to have the courage to ask for an audience with our master and actually have him do so."
So someone asked: "Sir Brick, do you know more?"
"More? Do you think I'm crazy or do you think I'm desperate? How dare I send someone to keep an eye on my master's tail. I swear I know as much as you do." Mr. Brick, the patriarch of the Brick family, smacked his lips. She pouted and said, "It's nothing more than Miss Gu Hanhan's matchmaking - the master went out alone with her, and she took the opportunity of romance to introduce the chief who bribed her with a lot of money to the master. Isn't that what mistress politics is all about? ? There is no mistress in Acropolis who is not a broker, I believe you all have great experience in this matter."
The old gentlemen all smiled knowingly, but no one was smiling deep in their eyes. The reason why mistress politics is mistress politics is that there are not only mistresses, but also politics. Mistress is just an attributive, and politics is the protagonist, and all politics is bloody, life and death.
"Look, that Earl of Creston." A sharp-eyed king suddenly pointed into the distance and said.
Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and found the center of attention in the banquet hall. The proud Earl of Creston was maneuvering among a group of Acropolis nobles and was very popular with the ladies.
"Upstart!" The patriarch of the Branden family snorted disdainfully.
"He is such a nouveau riche who has not even washed the mud off his trousers. Our master has met him three times in less than a month in the past, and each time he was in his private residence." His Excellency, the patriarch of the Brick family, clicked his tongue. He said in a slightly exaggerated tone: "This is an honor that even great nobles like us don't have. You will probably formally salute and become our peers soon."
"He was also introduced to our master by the mistress." Lu Besson said gloomily, "It is said that the healer of Earl Creston is a good friend of her."
So someone muttered in a low voice: "Our master has such a mistress, maybe soon this place will be filled with upstarts and barbarian chiefs from barren lands..."
All the great nobles thought silently in their hearts: A lowly mistress who comes from the countryside and has never been educated by any famous family in the Acropolis...
They exchanged glances with each other and quickly reached a consensus.
"Gentlemen, what are you talking about?"
The nobles and kings turned their heads together and found Philip's father, His Excellency Theodore, walking towards here holding a wine glass.
"We are talking about Earl Creston," Brick said with a smile, "Your young master and Mr. Earl seem to be getting along very well."
Theodore turned his head and saw Philip mingling among a group of ladies and chatting and laughing with the disgraceful Earl. Veins suddenly jumped on his forehead. He threw the wine glass at the servant and rushed over: "This little bastard who doesn't live up to expectations. He actually got into a heated fight with the nouveau riche, which brought shame to my family, Theodore!"
Brick winked triumphantly at his accomplices, feeling unfulfilled at luring Chief Theodore away so easily. However, although Theodore's family is also a great aristocrat of the Acropolis with a thorn branch on its family emblem, since he already has such a good son, no one dares to bring him into the group.
At the same time, His Excellency Heller-Heidi, who secretly returned to the grand banquet hall through another door of the banquet hall, unobtrusively joined the chat. Brick spotted him first. After nodding and saying hello, he asked: "How is it? Have you found out the information?"
"It's not good." Helle-Heidi said in a low voice, "The position of Ondane's butler will not be preserved."
"It's not surprising at all. In fact, you are lucky enough to save your life?" Lu Beisong sneered, "Who will replace him, Taranin?"
Heller shook his head: "The next big housekeeper will be a young man. Who is it specifically? Although Ondane refused to say it anyway, he revealed that because the successor is too young, the handover will be delayed for a while, and it will probably take some time. I won’t be able to officially take office until after the New Year.”
"Finally, it is a blessing in misfortune," Brick breathed a sigh of relief, "Ondane has been the butler for more than ten years. Even if he is no longer in the position of the butler, as long as he is not dead, his prestige will still be there." After all, Lanin has been in power for seven or eight years and cannot take over sequentially now - before the New Year. There is still time."
"In addition, I also got some news. I don't know whether it is good or bad," Heller smiled. "I heard from Duran that he had convinced the master to send Oliver to Melani Island for confinement."
"This idiot!" The nobles unanimously commented in their hearts, "How could the God of the Universe allow such a stupid pig and idiot Lao Du to give birth to a good son?"
"Poor Oliver, what a misfortune." Brick laughed, "When have you ever suffered such a disaster? Being imprisoned on an island surrounded by water is really pitiful."
He said: "We should select some slaves to send over. It is always good to relieve his boredom."
This proposal was immediately approved by everyone.
As the clock struck midnight, the old gentlemen turned their heads together and watched David Duran standing in the center of the banquet hall, listening to his blessing, and then raising their wine glasses with him.
""
All honors go to God.
All loyalty belongs to my Lord.
Yes, of course the master's will cannot be violated, but the same cannot be said for the master's mistress.
Heller drained the wine in the glass, lowered his head slightly and said goodbye to all his friends: "I'm going to see Helena..."
Helena had her own residence in Tulane Manor. When Heller walked in, he could hear Helena getting angry from a distance. The people who served her and the room that served her were so tortured by her bad temper that Heller, as a father, didn't know how to persuade her.
"I want to kill that shrew!" She turned back sharply, her eyes red, waiting for her father fiercely.
Heidi moistened her lips unconsciously.
"Don't do it yourself, Helena," he said. "Let Oliver do it for you. You just need to provide him with a certain amount of support and shelter at the appropriate time."
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