While the nobles of the Da Vinci Territory were busy welcoming Viscount Sienna, the nobles participating in the Hunting Meet were also arriving one after another. As they were all feudal lords with some status, Baron Panini, who was the "host" of everything, would provide everyone with accommodations and food that matched their status as usual.
Of course, this rule only applied to most of the nobles. But for 'unremarkable' upstarts like Roddy and Sodelor, this arrangement was a blatant insult.
One of Panini's stewards arrogantly brought Rody and the others to a manor outside the city. He did not even bother to say a few words as he pointed and said, "Because there are a lot of lords coming this time, the two Barons will have to inconvenience themselves to stay here. If you are dissatisfied with Baron Panini's arrangement, I can go back and report at any time."
This manor was located at the edge of the Da Vinci Forest, and it was obvious that it had been uninhabited for a long time. Who knew how many layers of dust had accumulated inside. And this place was actually shared by two Barons of the kingdom … To the nobles, this was no longer as simple as a 'provocation'.
"Oh, thank you for your warm hospitality, Baron Panini."
This butler was already prepared for the other party to fly into a rage, but Roddy's reaction was unexpected. This lord didn't seem to care at all and nodded to express his acceptance of this arrangement.
Thus, all the mocking words that he had prepared beforehand were completely useless. He helplessly turned around and left.
Roddy chuckled as he watched the butler leave. Then, he stood beside Sodelor and said, "See, these guys don't even know how to put on a show. It seems like there's still a lack of tacit understanding between them."
If they wanted to get rid of him, they should've at least 'numbed' them with good food and drinks. Now, it seemed that Roddy had thought too much.
Sodelor, on the other hand, wasn't as open-minded as him. At this moment, his heart was filled with resentment and disappointment. "How much trouble have we blocked for them these past two years? I didn't expect that in their eyes, all our hard work is still worthless … "
"That's normal. They're the class that lives in the 'tower'. Of course, they don't want others to enter the 'tower' and take their resources. So, no matter how hard we work, they won't care." "That's normal.
"The battle with the Undead Beastmen is too far away for them. Perhaps they will only understand the meaning of what we're doing when their blades and axes touch their bodies."
Roddy patted him on the shoulder. "Alright, let's do our own thing. As for the Milnor Family … you have the final say."
Sodelor nodded, his gaze as sharp as an eagle's.
Speaking of which, although the manor was run-down, it was still of a decent size. Under the cleaning of the servants and auxiliary soldiers, it would soon reach the standard of living. Roddy and Sodelor weren't people who loved to enjoy life. They had spent most of the past two years living in the wilderness, so living in the manor was really "comfortable" for them.
Fifty-four barbarians and seventy-three veterans set up a camp in the forest outside the manor, protecting the place layer by layer. The other forty auxiliary soldiers busied themselves with the work, while the hundred undead and the gigantic "Train King" remained hidden in the forest, never showing their faces from beginning to end.
The ranger Nata disappeared after the team entered the manor. There were some things that she would do even without Rody's orders. Akasha, on the other hand, calmly tidied up Rody's bed and asked the servants about the ingredients that could be used for the next few days. She was just like a housekeeper.
After giving the order, Sodelor sat in front of the window in a daze. Naifei had been staying in the carriage for a long time, so she was already tired and wanted to go to the city to play. Naturally, Roddy agreed.
While Roddy and Naifei were leisurely shopping in Pacaro City, in the Davinci Forest, a heavily armed team had just stopped.
The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties. The staff in his hand was decorated with a cross, indicating that he was a clergyman. Behind him, there were more than two hundred and eighty infantry, cavalry, scouts, and auxiliary soldiers, silently setting up a camp for rest.
"Lord Bishop, Viscount Sienna has arrived in Pacaro City. According to the plan, the hunting convention will be held in the hunting area in the front the day after tomorrow."
"Got it."
The Viper Cross Bishop named Frando rubbed his sore waist and complained in a low voice, "For three targets, he actually organized nearly three hundred people to surround and capture them. Really …"
He shook his head and took out the letter written by Viceroy Luweier. Then, he took out the "arrest warrant" personally issued by the Pope. He looked at it again and again and sighed. "The matter with the Viper Divine Staff is difficult to resolve. No wonder the Pope wants her dead …"
Luvel had promised Mirno that an "eight-man special operation team" could solve the problem, but what actually arrived in the Davinci Territory was a professional army of nearly three hundred people. Other than a team of clergymen and two squads of the Holy Army, there was also a team of mercenaries and two elemental mages.
To be honest, the combat ability of this team far exceeded that of a noble's private army of the same number. The combination of healers, scouts, and firepower allowed them to do whatever they wanted in this area.
So in essence, what Bishop Frando wanted to carry out this time was no longer an "assassination", but a thorough "war of annihilation".
If this group of people were used to attack Pacaro City, even Baron Panini would not be able to stop them. However, his superior had only set three targets for him … Frando did not think that Luvel or the Pope were fools, so he did not dare to be negligent. When the camp had just started to build, a series of orders were quickly passed down.
"Go investigate the ambush site and spread out the scouts. Give me all the information as soon as possible."
"Pay attention to the surrounding people who might appear. Once discovered, execute them on the spot! Don't let anyone discover our existence, understand? "
"Yes, Lord Bishop!"
*****
Time flew, and the next afternoon, Baron Davinci's mansion began to host the opening banquet of the "Spring Hunt".
According to the plan, the entire hunt would last about ten days, and the nobles who came here would have similar gatherings every night. To the "nobles", banquets represented the expansion of their social circle, the exchange of interests, and even the bargaining chips for the development of their territories in the future.
Of course, to some people, it was also a good time to hunt for beauties.
The large back garden became the main venue, and there were at least two hundred servants serving the nobles. The night wind was a little chilly, but the "magic bonfire" that Baron Panini had spent a lot of money to purchase made the venue as warm as spring. The noble ladies who wore ultra-low-cut dresses and occasionally revealed their slender legs when they walked were overjoyed. At this time, they were wandering around the venue with wine glasses in hand, waiting for the opportunity to find their "Prince Charming".
"This is Baron Nikola of the Brutta Territory."
"Nice to meet you, Baron Nikola."
"Sally, Duke is the most beautiful flower in Efta Territory …"
"…"
As a lord, Sally could only feel her cheeks stiffening. All the nobles had to come and greet her according to the rules. This was a complete torture, but rules were rules. She did not have the ability to jump out of the circle and become a "decision-maker". At this moment, she could only silently abide by everything.
Even if many of these people had no respect for her.
The noble circle was a very delicate place, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was "complicated". In the generation of Sally's father, Anmag, many families that had allied with each other were now hostile to each other. At the same time, many families that had fought against each other twenty years ago were now allied by marriage. They were so close that they could not even wear the same pants. This was the epitome of the human aristocratic ecosystem: there were no eternal friends or enemies, only eternal interests.
Sally was both physically and mentally exhausted by these hypocritical fellows. When she found some time to look towards the corner of the venue, wanting to find that stupid blockhead, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly. She suddenly said, "That bastard …"
Because she happened to see the scene of Roddy holding a glass of wine and chatting with a noblewoman.
Unfortunately, the noble lady with an impressive figure had a deep cleavage. When she covered her mouth and chuckled, the trembling peaks could be seen clearly from afar. But because of the long line of people in front of her, Sally could not go over and push that flirtatious guy away …
If this blockhead dares to flirt, I'll … I'll …
Sally could not think of any ruthless moves at the moment. She was bored to death and could only continue to greet and chat with the nobles behind her with a stiff face.
Obviously, Sally had some misunderstandings about Roddy's current situation. From any point of view, Roddy was not a "playboy" who liked to flirt around. "Technological geeks" were usually more introverted and had some resistance to talking to strangers. Even after experiencing so many things and becoming a noble of the kingdom, Roddy still did not like to take the initiative to talk to others, not to mention flirting with some sexy and coquettish noble lady.
Roddy's suit today was deliberately made to be very conservative, and the color was not eye-catching. After walking around the venue, he heard comments like "country bumpkin", "no aesthetic sense", or "like a farmer", so he was happy to have some peace and quiet in the corner.
He was the only one who came to this banquet. Sodelor was afraid that he would draw his sword upon seeing Sienna, so he did not come. As for Akasha and Naifei … Roddy felt that it was better not to let them come into contact with these ugly faces.
However, the tree may desire peace, but the wind will not stop. Just as Roddy was holding a glass of fruit juice and spacing out, there was still someone who seemed to unintentionally lean towards Roddy …
"They all say that you look like a country bumpkin, but I don't think so."
The strong smell of perfume wafted towards him, and the words that followed made Roddy not know whether to laugh or cry. However, when he looked over, Roddy felt as if there were two lumps of white things in front of him.
When he looked closely, he realized that it was the "mountain of flesh" that the other party had deliberately squeezed out with a corset. Her figure was indeed amazing, but Roddy was someone who had lived through the information age, so he had long been immune to this kind of figure. So, his expression did not change as he smiled and said, "Is that so? Then I have to thank you for your appreciation. "
"You're really interesting!"
The other party laughed coquettishly, the small fan in her hand slightly covering her mouth, but the "waves" were abnormally turbulent with the movement of her body.
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