In fact, most of the second-generation and third-generation nobles were just ordinary people in terms of abilities.
Their strengths lay in their resources and connections, and they were born to stand at a higher level than ordinary people.
Occasionally, a capable and talented second generation would appear, and they would soar into the sky with a single leap, becoming known to the world.
Their lower and upper limits were extremely high.
The Yu Meng of their parents and grandparents had given them a great advantage.
Of course, there were second-generation nobles who ruined their family's resources, but not many, because they were born with more opportunities for trial and error than ordinary people.
Before they squandered their family's wealth, they could always find a password to wealth.
In this world, the nobles had more opportunities for trial and error.
Martin took over the Guild of Warriors at twenty-five and had stumbled his way to this point for ten years.
Almost nobody had high hopes for the Guild of Warriors at the beginning, but now almost half of them followed him obediently, which suggested the power behind him was astonishing.
If he did something wrong, someone would always find a way to fix it for him.
In such an environment, Martin rarely had anything to fear.
Except for a couple of forces that could crush his family, but his family had joined one of them, they were the royal family's dogs.
If he wanted to fight them, he would have to see the royal family's attitude.
Martin, on the other hand, wanted to go one step further and join the royal family.
Stephanie, on the other hand, was a good candidate to cling to.
She was a noble and the future queen. As long as he could cling to her, he would be a member of the royal family in the future.
His family would also be further promoted. Even if his title didn't rise, his strength in secret would be greatly improved.
Now, he stood in front of the First Princess like a hero.
His face was full of anger and questioning, and his vision of Roland was as cold as ice.
But he was actually overjoyed on the inside.
He thanked the Devil Mage in front of him for giving him such a great opportunity.
He also thanked his trusted subordinate, Grantham, for giving him such important intelligence.
Right now, the First Princess behind me must be looking at me with admiration.
That was what he thought.
But in fact … Stephanie was laughing very happily behind his back.
Her eyes were full of mockery as she stared at his back as if he were a clown.
Recently, she had spent a lot of time with Andonara and Roland.
He also had a good understanding of these two people.
It could be said that the combination of Andonara and Roland was almost invincible in her eyes.
After Roland grew up and had the floating city, there would be nothing in the main plane that they wouldn't dare to mess with.
Roland had great potential.
Most of the time, potential didn't represent true strength. That was because the world was full of uncertainties. Many geniuses with potential died before they could mature.
But Roland would not.
The Golden Sons were immortal, and there was no such thing as premature death.
Moreover, she had seen everything that Roland had done recently.
He was a good person with a bottom line, but he also knew how to change.
That was why Andonara was so loyal to him.
How could such a person be a demon?
Don't joke around, Martin didn't know who had deceived him into believing such information.
It seemed like someone wanted to kill him.
Stephanie's eyes became more and more curious and full of sarcasm.
Martin was still feeling good, but many of the nobles nearby had already noticed that there was something wrong with the First Princess's gaze.
They seemed to have understood something, and many of them had smiles on their faces.
Seeing that the people around him were smiling more and more happily, Martin was happier and happier too.
If it were any other time, he would've sensed that something was wrong.
But at this moment, his mind had been misled by his arrogance, and he thought that those people's smiles were encouragement for him.
So, he waved his hand domineeringly and said, "Guards, take away this Demon Mage who deceived the First Princess and lock him up."
Roland raised his eyebrow.
The guards who were responsible for the security of the party gathered around.
Roland looked around and didn't see Grantham. He was wondering how he should cooperate, when someone suddenly stood out.
"Young Martin, I can't pretend that I didn't hear that."
A middle-aged noble in a magic robe walked out. He nodded at Roland with a smile and then turned to Martin. His expression immediately changed into solemnity and even interrogative. "Since when is it the Martin family's turn to manage the people of the Association of Mages?"
Martin looked at the noble Mage in surprise. "Hogan, what's the meaning of this? Did you not hear my explanation just now? This is an evil Mage, very evil. Is the Association of Mages trying to protect him? "
"Evil is evil just because you say so?" Hogan waved his hand and said angrily, "And I thought that Young Martin was a promiscuous man."
"You're slandering me." Young Martin trembled in fury.
"What? Is your intelligence, but mine isn't?" Hogan opened his hands and snorted. "I'm not any lower than you are in terms of position and identity, am I? Besides, since when is the Association of Mages' business related to the transfer of Warriors?
"You!" Martin was so angry that he was about to bite someone.
Just a few days ago, Hogan was still calling him brother and was extremely friendly with him. Why did he immediately turn against him now?
Was he somehow related to this Demon Mage?
The more Martin thought about it, the more likely it was. He was the chairman of the Guild of Warriors, and the guy was just an officer of the Association of Mages. Although the guy was also a marquis and they were equally powerful, Martin didn't think that he needed to be scared of him.
Especially when he had intelligence about the guy's evil deeds.
So, he said unyieldingly, "Hogan, don't stop me, or I'll arrest you too."
"Very good, very good." Hogan trembled in fury. "I'll stand right here and see who dares to arrest me."
"Don't think that I don't dare."
Martin felt that Stephanie had been watching his handsome back from behind, and he felt more and more that he should be tough and domineering.
He believed that the First Princess liked such a man.
He wouldn't retreat.
Full of courage, Martin waved his hand and roared, "Then arrest Hogan too."
"Then capture me as well."
"And me."
"Count me in."
"I don't think Mr. Roland is a bad guy either."
All of a sudden, a dozen nobles who were willing to go to prison with Hogan popped up, and they were all dressed as Mages.
The whole party was buzzing with noise.
The onlookers, who had nothing to do with it, watched the show with their eyes wide open, fearing that they would miss any part of it.
At this moment, Martin's expression became very ugly.
If it was just Hogan, he could arrest him, put him under house arrest for a few days, and then find someone to talk things over. At most, he would compensate some money, and the matter would be over.
But with these dozen people standing up, the situation was different.
These people all had different forces behind them. There were quite a few of them, big and small.
If they all came together, even the Martin family would have to admit defeat.
After all, many ants could kill an elephant.
And one of them was a member of the royal family!
Wait!
Martin finally realized that something was wrong. How could someone from the Royal Family be involved in this?
Startled, he turned back to look at Stephanie.
Then, a chill rushed straight to the top of his head, and he felt that his hair was about to stand up in fright.
He saw full of sarcasm in the First Princess's eyes.
It was as if she was looking at a person who was courting death.
He looked around, and at this moment, he finally noticed that the nobles around him, although they were all smiling, seemed to be laughing at him.
But they all seemed to be laughing at him.
Finally, his eyes fell on Roland.
Trembling, he looked at the portrait in his hand again and compared it with the calm Roland. Finally, he closed his eyes and said, "That's right. It's him."
"There are many people who look alike." Roland stabbed him in the heart again without hesitation.
"Grantham!"
Martin seemed to understand something.
"Sorry. I seem to have made a mistake. "
One of the creeds of the great nobles was to be flexible. As long as one was alive, there was always a chance to prove him wrong.
So, Martin immediately apologized.
"If apologies work, why do we need laws?"
Said Hogan coldly.
These words came from the Golden Sons, and for some reason, they sounded very arrogant.
So, many young nobles liked to use that as their pet phrase.
"Then what can I do to forgive you, Hogan?"
Hogan shook his head. "I'll report this to the Council of Elders. Not only did you threaten and frame Golden Son Roland, but you also insulted me and many Mages. So, you'll have to negotiate with the higher-ups."
Martin clenched his fists, but he didn't say anything.
Soon after, the party was over.
The host of the party was in no mood to hold another party after being humiliated like this.
However, the nobles at the party were quite happy.
It was a rare opportunity, and it seemed to be in their favor if it continued to fester.
Therefore, this group of people was so happy that they were almost excited.
In a carriage, Roland sent the First Princess back to her manor, and he went to a desolate place in the north of the city.
Grantham was already waiting with a few Warriors.
Seeing Roland, he stepped forward and asked the Warriors behind him to carry a heavy treasure chest to him.
Before Roland, Grantham pulled the chest open.
Green light flickered inside, and it gradually dimmed.
It seemed to be breathing.
"A Meteorite!" Roland smiled in satisfaction at the bright green, translucent crystal inside.
Then, he sucked it into his Backpack.
Grantham was quite impressed. Roland's portable space seemed to be shockingly large.
It was beyond the level of a genius.
"I didn't expect you to be so well-prepared." Roland looked at Grantham in admiration. "You didn't hesitate to go undercover."
"You're flattering me. After this, everybody in the Association of Warriors will think less of Martin," said Grantham with a smile. "But it will take us some time to really take him down. So, I want to ask for your help again. "
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