Black Tu City, Earl's Mansion.

In the long banquet hall, dozens of representatives from the Lionheart Kingdom were greeted by the local nobles at the banquet table.

A song and dance bring peace and joyful atmosphere.

It seems that they are not here to help the Tulip Kingdom fight, but to attend social dances.

In the corner of the banquet, a young senior wizard from the Lionheart Kingdom was tied by a local lady from the Black Soil City. Then, the two walked down a room specially set up next to each other.

As for which mage would have a wife?

And does the noble lady have a husband?

Who cares...

This is the custom that the nobles inherit, isn’t it?

"I have to say, I may not be a suitable nobleman."

Sitting in the study on the second floor, Caesar leaned against the window and looked at the dirty, corrupt, wild and slutty scenes that happened in the banquet hall below, and subconsciously frowned.

"You are right, but who is a natural noble?"

The Marquis of Heizu held a bottle of selected red wine in his hand. After looking at the handwriting that was branded by the silver mark at home, he nodded with satisfaction:

"Nobles are not born, but you and I know that as nobles, we must make others believe that the sacredness of the aristocrats is inviolable."

When Caesar heard this, he subconsciously frowned.

"Mr. Marquis, I hate your way of speaking."

"Oh, is that?"

The Marquis of Black Soil shook his head and gently placed the goblet with the red wine poured in front of Caesar: "Then, I think you should learn to get used to it, rather than speak it out in front of me."

"Um?"

"Ha, Lancelot, long time no see."

Another glass of wine was placed in front of Lancelot.

The old spearman nodded and took it with a smile:

"Yes, I haven't seen it for almost ten years."

"I remember the last time I met you, in Yunzhong City, when it was the throne ceremony of this child's brother. In order to help your king, you went to the abyss to kill a demon dragon?"

"That's right, because of this, the Dragon Clan also went to Yunzhong City to condemn me, but I was scolded back."

"Hahaha, arrogant dragon clan!"

The Marquis of Black Soil raised his cup, and Lancelot raised his cup too.

The wine glasses in the two collide.

Seeing this, Caesar, who was left aside, changed his emotions in his eyes and said nothing.

Yes.

The Earl of Black Soil and Lancelot are familiar with each other. Although they cannot be called friends, they are almost the same.

Compared with these two, even if Caesar is the first heir to the Lionheart Kingdom, the other party can choose to ignore him as long as he is willing.

Even if his arrival this time brought reinforcements to support the Lionheart Kingdom, it would be the same!

Why?

Because it is not the Marquis of Black Soil, but the Kingdom of Tulips.

From a personal perspective, the Marquis of Black Soil does not need to be kind to Caesar's arrival.

Even, there is a certain degree of maliciousness?

After all, before Caesar's arrival, the coalition forces in the Tulip were actually dominated by the Marquis of Black Soil.

After Caesar arrives, this position is likely... No, there will be a change of people!

Either, led by Caesar, the Marquis of Black Soil and a senior nobleman in the Lionheart were actually managed, or in the near future, the King of Tulips would come to Black Soil in person to preside over the battle.

Obviously, this situation is a bad thing for the Marquis of Black Soil.

Even if the Marquis of Black Soil himself was the royal party for identification, he would not want such a thing to happen.

Personal interests, family interests, kingdom interests.

In the eyes of the higher nobles, the difference between these three is very large, and they have the ability to divide them very well.

Caesar was thinking about these.

Another hand, two old guys who were no longer young, seemed to remember someone like him, and began to deliberately attract the topic to Caesar's expression.

"How old is this kid this year?"

"How about twenty-four years old? Is he a very handsome guy?"

"Yes, very handsome, and looks equally imposing, much better than you were when you were young."

"Hahaha, of course, you have to know that Caesar is Emma's child."

"Yes. Emma... Are your queens in good health?"

“Not very good, but not bad.”

"Um?"

"You know, as a knight, I have more parts on it, so it's hard to get too many female members of the royal family.

Even if she is single now.”

"Oh, huh, huh, old thing, so many years have passed, you are still stubborn, hahahaha..."

"Yes, who told her that she was so beautiful and so beautiful?"

"After that...."

"Maybe, very likely..."

"Ah, looking forward to that day..."

"Then your Majesty..."

“This time…”

"That's a good kid..."

"That's all?"

"Yes, that's it!"

......

Caesar was able to listen calmly in the chat before, but after two old people discussed his now widowed mother in front of Caesar, Caesar had already treated the Marquis of Black Soil as buzzing flies.

Such people are really annoying, isn't they?

When the reception was over, Caesar helped Lancelot, who was already drunk, walk out of the Marquis of Black Soil, and return to his residence.

The old knight who was supposed to be sleeping soundly on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

"How about it."

"What's going on?"

"This Marquis of Black Soil."

"A scheming, scheming, and sly, and an immortal old lust!"

"Oh!"

Lancelot just smiled and patted his shoulder:

"Although you are right, I have to say that for you, he is a very good person, at least a very good person."

"What did you say?"

"Didn't you hear it just now? In the previous conversation, he has shown his attitude. Yes, child, in this war, he will fully support you.

Why, for you, is there any better news than this?"

"Water? When did you say it? Why don't I know?"

"Hahaha, stupid kid."

Holding Caesar's shoulder and looking at the young and energetic face, Lancelot said in a joke:

"Of course, all this is not without a price. As a price, you need to marry one of her daughters."

"What? Are you sure? Are you sure you have passed my consent?"

"Do you think this requires your consent to marry one of his daughters in exchange for an army of 200,000, plus the command of the entire Black Soil City during the war?"

"No need." Caesar said this firmly.

"So, my Highness, what about your will?"
Chapter completed!