Dragon Wizard of the Heavens

Beavery Manor.

A waiter hurried over, ran to Anthony's ear and said a few words, Anthony looked a little surprised, after confirming again, he waved his hand and told the waiter to leave.

Turning around, he announced to the surrounding nobles: "Ladies and gentlemen, I have some good news for you all, the master of Carlin City, the great pioneer, the guardian of Salt Island, our hero, Alder The heir to the family, Count Curry Alder, is coming to our banquet, let's welcome the honorable Earl together."

As soon as Anthony finished speaking, the originally noisy venue fell silent, followed by a burst of buzzing. Sir Anthony looked at the chattering crowd with a smile on his face. He didn't stop or urge him. He held a glass of wine with his short, carrot-like fingers and tasted it. His narrowed eyes shone brightly, and he looked at the venue with a smile in the crowd.

A nobleman standing beside Anthony slowly approached Anthony, and then said softly: "Your Excellency, Master of Carlin City, I think you can talk to Earl Alder today, your merits are enough to officially take over this A city, not just a generational city lord."

Anthony narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile on his face: "Baron Fred, I remember you have something you want to dedicate to the wizard, right? I will fight for you." He patted Baron Fred on the shoulder.

Hearing Sir Anthony's words, Baron Fred looked happy, nodded vigorously and said: "My lord, I will always support you. The prosperity of Carlin City is due to you. I will thank the nobles The council proposes that you take over as the manager here."

"I'll talk about this later. Now we need to greet our honorable little Earl." As he spoke, Anthony put down the wine glass in his hand, and then walked out first. The group of people saw Anthony's movements and hurriedly followed.

A group of people gathered around Anthony to meet the little count, and then the banquet continued.

The little count had blond hair, with a trace of mockery on his face, playing with a wine glass in his hand, and looked mockingly at many nobles vying to court Anthony.

The cold eyes stared fixedly at Anthony who was surrounded in the center and muttered in a low voice: "All this should be mine, you traitors, thieves, robbers, it's time to be punished." Then he raised his head and directly Down a glass of wine.

"Dear Sir Anthony, I would like to take advantage of the gathering of many nobles. We should discuss the issue of the city administrator. Your achievements are obvious to all. I suggest taking this opportunity to hold a vote to confirm your status." Frey Baron De stood in the center of the venue and announced loudly, and the surrounding nobles responded one after another, raising their glasses of wine in their hands to express their agreement.

More people did congratulate Sir Anthony again and again. Anthony's fat round face was full of smiles, his eyes were narrowed into a slit, and the wine glass in his hand responded again and again, saying in his mouth, "These are just me. Your job, everyone is too polite..."

"Since everyone has no opinion, let's start voting. Who has any objections to Sir Anthony's official succession as the manager of Carlin City? If not, then I will officially announce on behalf of the noble council, Sir Anthony..."

"Wait a minute, I have objections!" A crisp voice came, directly interrupting Baron Fred's next words.

"Who is talking?" Baron Fred, who was interrupted, was very angry and shouted directly.

"It's me, I have objections." As the crowd parted, the figure of the little earl appeared in front of him.

Seeing the eyes of everyone looking over, there was a smile on the corner of the mouth, and he said calmly: "I have objections, my dear uncle, respected Chairman of the Noble Council."

Seeing the little Earl stand up, Baron Fred's face flashed a bit of embarrassment, but then he returned to a smile: "Curry, this is the decision of the noble council, I'm very sorry, this is a foregone conclusion." While approaching the little earl, he whispered a few words in his ear, but the little earl looked at Baron Fred calmly, then ignored him, and said directly to Sir Anthony:

"My dear uncle, are you sure you want to accept the administrator of this city?"

"Curry, I know, this is a very difficult choice for you, but this city, this port, can develop better in my hands, I still hope you accept this resolution, you can raise conditions , as long as you don't touch the bottom line, I will satisfy you." Anthony put down his glass and said with a straight face.

Anthony felt that for the Alder family, he had done his best. He did not think of spying on the wealth of the old earl's family. Instead, after his accidental death, he protected his children so that his family would not be exposed by some ulterior motives. Although he peeked at the city, he didn't feel that the city belonged to the Alder family.

In addition to the good performance of the previous generations of lords of this family, the later lords have become war madmen and don't know how to manage at all.

When the Alder family took over as the acting city lord, it could be said that the militarism had reached the extreme. Calimport occupied such a good geographical location, and taxation and trade could not make ends meet. It was Anthony who saved the Alder family that was about to go bankrupt and the city of Carlin. It is all thanks to Anthony that Carlin City is what it is today.

Recruiting refugees, cooperating with the navies of several major kingdoms to fight against pirates, cleaning up cities, expanding ports, reducing taxes, issuing laws to attract businessmen, restricting nobles from arbitrarily doing, and contacting the mainland chamber of commerce to start trade, all of this was facilitated by him. Without him, Anthony, this seat Calimport has been in decline for a long time, how can it become the brightest pearl in the southeast sea area now.

Why do so many nobles support him and let him manage this place as the acting city lord instead of uniting to carve up this place? Do you think nobles are good gentlemen? These are the real vampires, conspirators, cold-blooded, ruthless, treacherous, and hypocritical. These are all compliments to them. If they are all sentenced to death by hanging according to the laws of the empire, they will definitely let them go. Incorrect.

Without him, Anthony, this place would have long been a paradise for pirates. As for the nobles who support you, do you really think they are sincere to your family? Hehe, that's because they want to get more benefits from me, and you, the heir of the Alder family, are just a bargaining chip. As long as I agree to give them more benefits, they will directly kick you Kick off.

Every time I take a large part of the income from the port as the income of the Alder family, without me, the noble earl would have to go to the street to beg for food, and there is still money to recruit a wizard apprentice like now. Now I just want to get what is mine.

Anthony, who has hinted to himself countless times in his heart, this time follows the power of the wizard Allen, and is ready to completely take ownership in his hands.

I didn't do anything before, because I needed to take into account the face of the Rick Kingdom's noble council. After all, as a big noble who was entrusted by the Rick Kingdom, it was not good to be replaced like this.

But since the arrival of an official wizard a few months ago, all the problems are no longer a problem. When he served the wizard again in the past few months, he has secretly taken back most of the rights, which is why The reason why these nobles can't stand it is because the wizard is here, and you people can only stay obediently.

"Hehe, the conditions, you forcibly took away my city, and you want me to agree to this resolution, okay, don't you want me to make a condition? My condition is very simple, and you will definitely be able to do it." The little count looked around at the corner of his mouth. Show a mocking smile.

"Oh, you said, as long as it can be done, I will agree." Anthony felt relieved, as long as he put forward conditions, there is nothing that cannot be discussed, and mutual compromise is enough, as long as this city truly belongs to me. . Anthony smiled confidently.

"Hehe, you can do it. It's easy. My condition is that I want your lives. This is what my ancestors left me. If you want it, you can exchange it with your life." The little earl said in a cold tone. As he said that, he glanced around with coldness in his eyes.

"You... Huh, it seems that you don't want to talk about it anymore." Anthony's tone became indifferent in vain, and he slowly put down the wine glass.

"You moth robbers, now is the time to accept punishment!" The little count said frantically.

"Crazy, crazy, you are really crazy, guard, take the count down to rest, he is too tired." Anthony pointed to the little count and said loudly.

"Crazy, of course I'm crazy, I want to bury all of this in history, and everyone will be reduced to dry bones in pain!" The little count waved his arms, and then shouted loudly: "Great master, Supreme Lord, your servant begs for your mercy and grants me the power to revenge!"

"Anthony, and you traitors, everything here is mine! I've been waiting for a long time. I want to destroy everything here. No one can take away what belongs to the Alder family."

"You are really crazy, guard guard, where did you die, drag him away quickly! Drag him away!" Anthony said angrily.

"Hehe, you have no chance, accept the trial." Just as the guards rushed in and were about to drag the little earl away, a dazzling red light emerged from his body, and the little earl's body began to swell, The muscles swelled rapidly, and black scales emerged one by one. The little earl's face showed pain, but his eyes revealed a burst of joy.