A man parted the crowd and angrily walked up to Allen. Even in his rage, Viscount Grayer, who was wearing eyeliner and exaggeratedly gorgeous clothes, did not look imposing at all. Instead, he looked a little ridiculous. He shouted at Allen, "Let go of your hand. Damn it, what do you want to do to my nephew?"
"Uncle, save me!" Marcus shouted.
Allen said with a faint smile, "So this brave Knight is the Viscount's nephew. In that case, this Knight's rude behavior was instigated by the Viscount?"
Viscount Grayer's expression stiffened as he roared, "How is this possible? This is slander, this is definitely slander! "
"Baron Allen, I'm warning you seriously now. If you don't let go of Marcus, I'll be impolite to you!"
"Is it about that impoliteness?" Allen acted as if he hadn't heard him. His hand often pressed down, and Marcus's face immediately turned pale.
Glar had a pained expression on his face. If his gaze could kill, Allen would probably have been torn to pieces by him by now. Allen looked at it and smiled, "Don't you think a Knight who has offended the Baron should not be punished?"
"Are you preaching to me?" Glar sneered, "Then shouldn't a baron who has offended a viscount be punished as well?"
"Of course." Allen nodded seriously.
Glar was stunned, and Allen continued, "If you have the ability."
"This … what does this mean!"
"No offense, but the truth is that you can't punish me at all." Allen said coldly.
"Arrogant! This is too arrogant! " Grar's eyes widened, and the corners of his eyes were covered with red lines. He said angrily, "Who gave you the right to be so presumptuous in front of a viscount?"
"No one. I only rely on my own strength." Allen said indifferently, "With my strength, I will soon be promoted to viscount. As for you, for the rest of your life, you will probably only be able to remain in this position. But I will move on, so you'd better be careful what you say and do. At the same time, manage the people around you well. If they bark like wild dogs, I don't mind using my own methods to shut their mouths! "
With a wave of his hand, he threw Marcus back to Glar. Allen gestured for Belmond to follow behind him. After a few steps, Allen turned back and said with a bright smile: "By the way, you're not even an obstacle on my path, Lord Viscount, so don't do anything that will make me misunderstand."
"This is my personal advice."
Glar's face turned green and white. Finally, he stomped his feet fiercely and pulled Marcus away from the venue.
All of this was seen by Ou Ban.
"What an arrogant little fellow." Ou Ban smiled and shook the wine glass in his hand. "But we just happen to lack such people on our side," he said. It's good to let him kill Grar and the others, so that these idiots don't really think that money can settle everything. "
Behind the count, the black-clothed Oriental man said in a deep voice, "But I also see ambition in him. Such a person will not kneel down forever. "
"I know, it depends on whether my pool is big enough. Don't worry, Mr. Long. If I can't control him, it won't be too late to think of a way. Now, I have to rely on him to deal with Daniel. "
The count suddenly saw something, raised his glass and nodded, then walked over. The man called Dragon looked at him silently and whispered, "I'm afraid that by then, you won't be able to do anything to him."
Looking in the direction of Allen, the dragon turned around and left, silently merging into the crowd like a ghost.
Allen seemed to sense something and looked at where the dragon was, but that person had already left. Roger said, "I heard that Marcus is Glar's son."
Belmore said in surprise, "Wait, isn't that good-for-nothing Glar's nephew? If he is the son of the viscount, doesn't that mean … "
Roger shrugged and said, "The lives of the nobles have always been rotten. What's so surprising about that? Especially that man, Glar, who doesn't seem to know what morality is. But then again, it's rare to see Lord Allen so … arrogant, hey. "
Allen smiled faintly and said, "We've just arrived and been promoted by the count. It's only natural that we'll become a thorn in the side of others." If we don't act tough at this time, people will only think that we're easy to bully. It just so happens that Marcus has given me a chance to swing the question. Of course, I have to make good use of it so that those who have thoughts in their hearts can weigh their own weight and make plans. "
"There will still be trouble, but it will be much less, won't it?"
"Then, what plans does Lord Allen have next?" Roger frowned and said, "Although the count promised to give you the three villages if you repel Duruf, this territory is too small. But this territory is too small. It can't even be called a baron's territory. "
"Three small villages, a thin piece of land, of course, it's not a good thing. But what I want is not this small territory. What I want is the right and title that this territory gives me. That's enough. " Allen raised his glass. After the three of them clinked their glasses and drank, he continued, "Now that I have this territory, no matter how small it is, I am nominally one of Earl Oban's subordinates. This way, I will have the name to conquer Viscount Daniel. The town that I capture is my real territory! "
Roger revealed a thoughtful expression, according to the rules of the game between nobles. When a noble like Allen, who was attached to Earl Oban, captured a new territory. The territory would belong to Earl Oban in name, and Allen would have the power to actually manage it. He only needed to pay a late fee to Earl Oban every year. Once Allen's power expanded and Earl Oban was unable to control him, Allen could choose to leave.
Usually, at that time, it would be accompanied by a series of major actions such as the promotion of the title, the expansion of the territory, and the expansion of the army. And in these movements, Roger saw a lot of opportunities. For every businessman, it was always good to work with big shots. Because their world was bigger, it meant that there were more opportunities for business. There were differences between big shots. Those who enjoyed high positions but had never moved forward would have more stable business dealings, but that also meant that their profits would also be stable. As for people like Allen, who were constantly attacking higher levels of power, working with them was a risky investment.
That required a businessman to judge with his own experience and vision. At least so far, Roger had believed in his own vision.
The banquet ended late at night. Allen received many invitations, most of them from noble ladies' salon parties, and a small portion from the Count's subordinates. These people could be considered Allen's colleagues. Allen could reject the noble ladies' parties, but he could not ignore the invitations of his colleagues. Otherwise, it would not only be arrogant, but also rude.
After simply setting a time for the party, Allen and Roger left together. Because he had just offended Viscount Grayer, Allen asked Belmore to send Roger back so that Viscount Grayer wouldn't vent his anger on him as a collaborator. As for Allen himself, after declining the count's carriage, he walked back to the residence the count had arranged for him in the city.
For Allen, this was a rare opportunity to be alone. Walking in Ark Harbor under the night sky, looking at the lights that had not been extinguished, Allen could completely feel the vitality of the city. This was the first time he had seriously observed the city since he arrived at Ark Harbor.
Ark Harbor was much better than the cities on the border, even though there were no cars on the streets. However, the lighting in public places, the families of nobles and wealthy merchants had already used electricity. On the outskirts of Ark Harbor, Allen could see a power station from afar, using steam engines and hydraulic engines to supply electricity.
With electricity, the efficiency of Ark Harbor's production was naturally not comparable to that of the cities in the border area. This was also the foundation of the city's prosperity. However, from this, it could be seen that the Bailey Empire's use of energy was not necessarily that lagging behind. If Ark Harbor was still like this, then the imperial capital in the northern border, the city at the heart of the empire, should be even more advanced.
As he understood the planet, Allen gradually put away his initial contempt. Perhaps the civilization of this planet had not reached the height of Earth, but if he underestimated it too much, he might die here.
What he saw now was only a Bailey Empire. However, this planet was so vast. Who knew what else was outside the empire?
Looking up at the night sky, Allen couldn't help but think of a couplet. At this moment, his heart skipped a beat. It was the feeling of being followed. Allen remained calm and maintained his original speed as he turned into a remote alley. There was only one street lamp in the alley, and it was obvious that the light could not illuminate the entire alley. Allen walked under the street lamp and suddenly stopped. Then, he said, "Come out."
A breeze suddenly blew in the alley. He turned around and saw a figure standing at the entrance of the alley. From the looks of it, it should be a man. He was tall and exuded an invisible pressure. With the help of the light, Allen could barely see that he was covered in a cloak, but the exposed part of the cloak was light blue.
It was obviously not a human, but a mutant. Allen frowned. So far, the only mutants he had seen in the empire were the Naga race in the Santa Trina Sea. The mutant in front of him was naturally not one of those enchanting and beautiful fishmen. This fellow had appeared in Ark Harbor and was obviously coming for him, which made Allen feel very strange.
"Found you, my dear 'brother'. This will be an interesting meeting. "
The man in the cloak said, but he spoke neither Earth's language nor the common language of this planet. It was another language that Allen was completely unfamiliar with. Although he could not understand it, he could read the unfriendly tone in the words.
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