The Dark King

An aristocratic carriage drove into the town of Yade and passed through the doors of the various households in the town. Such a grand scene surprised the residents of these towns. Since the family of Ryan moved here, they became their lords. They also I have never seen so many nobles coming to visit.

The carriage stopped in front of the castle of Lane.

The butler of Fulin stood in front of the door and welcomed the guests.

Du Di'an came early in the afternoon and discussed things with the old patriarch of Fulin. At this moment, the two stood in front of the window on the second floor of the old castle and looked at the carriage in front of the brightly lit manor. These horses had their own families. The banner, the old patriarch of Fulin, will introduce Du Di'an to his origins and background, so that Du Di'an has benefited a lot.

"The people are almost there, let's go down with the guests, as the owner can not be too rude." The old patriarch of Fulin said to Du Di.

Du Dian nodded slightly.

The two went downstairs together and entered the hall where they were dressed up. They used to only have four oil lamps in the hall. At this moment, they ordered a dozen or so, and they were like white. I saw a brightly dressed, temperamental nobleman with a wife, or a child, eating snacks and fine wine in the hall while chatting.

When Du Di'an and the old patriarch of Fulin went downstairs, these aristocrats who chatted with enthusiasm immediately turned their eyes on it, apparently already paying attention to it.

"Oh, old forint, I haven't seen it for a few years, it still looks so spiritual!" The middle-aged man dressed in the nearest aristocrat standing next to the stairs saw the fortune downstairs and immediately raised his glass and smiled.

Du Dian glanced at him. He had previously heard from Fulin that the middle-aged man was a Niken family in several neighboring towns. He was also a small aristocrat, and unlike the nobles who had been brilliant like Ryan, the Niken family. From beginning to end, it was a small aristocrat, and it was still alive.

The old patriarch of Fulin smiled softly and said: "I have been lucky enough to drink."

"I knew you had such a good wine here, I have already come." The middle-aged man laughed haha.

Fulin smiled slightly and said: "I will always be welcome in the future."

At this time, other aristocrats next to each other also came over and bowed to Fulin. These aristocrats came to a total of eight families, most of them were patriarchs. Only two families were overgrown with patriarchs. Then they sent their children to congratulate them.

"The old saying is good, the thin tiger is stronger than the wolf." A temperamental lady said with a smile: "The Ryan family founded the consortium, presumably want to make a big move?"

During her speech, everyone else looked at Flint with a smile.

Fulin smiled softly and said: "Since it is to create a consortium, naturally I want to make big money, don't you want to?"

“Oh?” The former Nikon family middle-aged people were very interested in authenticity: “So, what good wealth do you have for the old patriarch?”

Fulin smiled and said: "I will talk later, the party will start soon. Let's listen to the music first. I specially invited the masters of the St. Peters Conservatory to play and wash your ears."

Seeing that he had sneaked on the topic, other people did not continue to ask questions. As the old patriarchs of Fulin entered the hall together, they came to the seat in front of the already well-structured music stage.

"Is this?" Another middle-aged man who was blessed with a look at Dudyan, who was inseparable from Fulin, asked with doubts.

Fulin smiled and said: "This is the hunter of our consortium, Mr. Dudian."

"Hunter?" When you heard the words of Fulin, the aristocrats sitting next to them changed their faces, subconsciously deviated slightly, and opened the distance, but soon realized that it was rude and did not work, it recovered. It is the same. The inquiring middle-aged man asked a smile on his face and said: "I didn't expect your consortium to be just created. So soon I got to the hunter's participation. It really is fierce, huh..."

Du Di'an noticed the fear in the depths of these nobles and looked calm. From the old man of Forint, he knew that the hunters were extremely fond of existence and extremely abhorrent to the nobility. The favorite was because the hunters could It brings wealth to it, but the sinister is extremely irritating and extremely dangerous. In history, there have been many incidents in which the hunter’s anger is out of control and the aristocracy is killed on the spot.

Although the hunters were executed by the disciples of the trial afterwards, the dead aristocrats would not resurrect, so most nobles are not willing to be too close to the hunters, even if they are orders, they are often believing notices. Occasionally you need to talk face to face, but also secretly arrange Knight protection, always beware of such a dangerous product.

Even in the eyes of most nobles, the hunters are not treated as "likes" at all, but the same monsters as the magic objects outside the wall.

Others know Du Di'an's identity and laugh at the time.

Du Di'an saw their smile and suddenly felt familiar. When he attended the aristocratic gathering of the Melon Foundation, when the high-level hunters of Gloria and another consortium entered the stadium, the nobles greeted him “friendly” when he was greeted. The age is too small, and I have not noticed the hidden fears in the smile, but now I feel it very clearly.

"The concert is about to begin." Fulin smiled.

Du Dian looked at him with a slight look and looked at his smile on his wrinkled face. He calmed down and quietly looked up to enjoy the music concert on the stage.

This music concert is a large professional team with more than 20 people. Under the direction of the old patriarch of the Fulin, the conductor of the concert will meet and slowly raise the baton in his hand. The flowing notes are floating. Out, surrounded by the hall, it is refreshing, so that the children of Fulin’s father and the children brought by these nobles sitting behind the corners and corners of the hall are fascinated.

Suddenly, the door of the hall was pushed open, and a group of figures entered the hall. One of the clear male voices sneered: "The old patriarch of Fulin is so anxious, if people are not there, will they start the party?"

The watery music stopped short.

The atmosphere that seems to be peaceful in the hall suddenly solidified.

Everyone looked back and suddenly changed his face. The middle-aged man sitting next to Dudian whispered: "Mel family? Milan family? How come they come?"

When Du Dian turned back, she also recognized the identity of the coming person. She was a slim and elegant girl with a beautiful cheek, like a dream. The finely tailored clothing was lined with noble temperament. The soles of the feet are a young, gorgeous white gold costume, straight and straight, like a knight, wearing a noble fencing at the waist, imposing.

Behind these two, five or six knights are surrounded, and two attendants.

Other nobles noticed the names of the family crests on the shoulders of these knights, and their faces changed. In fact, even if they did not see the family crest, they would be recognized by the young men and women who were headed. (To be continued.)