Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 245 Rouge powder is like a charming medicine

The young aristocratic boy, Everson Netwan, was carried out of the banquet hall by several servants to see a doctor, humming and wailing all the way.

The victor of this noble brawl incident, Xiahou Daguan, is still getting a bargain, and keeps muttering:
"Everyone has seen it. He is the one who wants to fight me. I have never seen such an excessive request in my life..."

The nobles of the imperial capital present looked at Lord Shuangfengling with a bit of lingering fear.

Xia Houyan stood in the duel arena, looked around the banquet hall, and confirmed that there would be no more idiots who had a crush on Isa Sandria jumping out to make trouble, so he rolled his eyes and moved his wrists back to his sister like a normal person.

Katerina smiled wryly, took out a handkerchief and wiped her brother's forehead, only to find that after a "duel", there wasn't even a bead of sweat on the lord's head, not to mention blood.

The young Iverson Netwan, who had been severely beaten for no reason, suffered because he did not realize the importance of intelligence warfare, and he did not find out the details of the Lord of Shuangfengling before he proposed a duel in Hot Blood!
For Elliott, the son of the former Duke of Eagle's Rest, Vincent Igor, the most common impression of the nobles in the imperial capital is that this handsome black-haired guy has an affinity for elements from birth and is a good seed for a magician. Therefore, he was sent to the academy early on to be trained as a magic talent——

——The elemental affinity talent needed to become a magician usually only appears in one in a thousand human newborns. The heirs of the nobles who are destined for magic basically rely on their own talents to gain a little fame in the circle of the imperial capital.

Therefore, in the eyes of the imperial nobles who attended the banquet, the biggest halo on Lord Shuangfengling was "magician".

With the gradual popularization of magic education, both noble territories and chambers of commerce have begun to hire their own chief mages. These celebrities in the imperial capital have seen magicians run even if they have never eaten magician meat. They are "weak in physique", "good at long-range combat", "Extreme need for protection" has also become everyone's inherent impression of magicians.

From this point of view, the lord of Frost Maple Ridge, who is a crisp-skinned magician and has not practiced swordsmanship since childhood like ordinary nobles, should have no reason to win in a close-to-hand swordsmanship duel...

It's a pity that Everson Netwan and the nobles of the imperial capital had calculated thousands of times, but they didn't realize that the lord is a complete scum of the magic world.

When Elliot Igor was in the academy city, he didn't pay much attention to the subspecies of fire magic that he majored in—light magic. After being able to sway undead magic freely, this guy lost all motivation to practice magic:

Isn't it good to use necromantic magic to prostitute magic power for nothing? Who the hell is still busy with meditating, reading, and refining potions like those hard-working magicians every day!

As a result, since leaving the infected area, the lord did not even have 3 minutes of time to meditate and accumulate magic power, and he completely forgot about his old practice of light magic (of course, he didn’t remember it at all when he learned it) .

You must know that even Master Victor Laurie, who is nearly eighty years old and whose chin has been buried in soil, has not given up a glimmer of hope for advancement, and insists on completing the meditation process for several hours every day!

Compared with dedicated mages such as Master Laurie, Lena, and Wilson, Xiahou is basically in a state of completely lying down and happily fishing for magic.

What's more, in order to deal with the harsh situation in the wilderness, this scum of the magic world was so bored that he made a decision to go against the mage profession and become the patriarch:
Magic can't save the barren people, I want to abandon the magic and follow the martial arts!
——Since you can prostitute the ghost magic power for free and don’t have to spend your precious time on meditation every day, the Lord of Frost Maple Ridge will of course use the saved energy to light up another skill tree!

Of course, wanting to improve his physical fitness so that he can pay his junior sister Lina more is indeed an important reason why a certain unscrupulous lord is determined to practice martial arts...

In short, since the establishment of the Igor Pioneering Army, the lord who set an example has often trained with the recruits of the pioneering army, coupled with some ulterior taboo magic methods, in just one year, although the lord seems to be in good shape He is relatively slender and thin, but his actual physical fitness and strength have already improved by leaps and bounds. He is far from Wuxia Amon who lost to Dave in the tug-of-war in the infected area.

If the diligent daily exercise only improved a little physical fitness, then the level of martial arts education received by Lord Shuangfengling can only make the noble sons of the imperial capital envious:
Those who teach swordsmanship to the children of the imperial nobles are generally retired imperial knights and veterans;

However, it was Alice Comstock and Juan Clemente, two legendary fighters who spanned 800 years and were equally outstanding in martial arts, who trained the Xiahou officials in combat skills!
As early as 800 years ago, Juan Clemente had already been granted the title of Knight of Thorns to maintain the stability of one side. El is a martial arts genius born from love!

Xia Houyan has been with his captain of the guards day and night for more than a year. If he can't learn the moves of the female swordsman under the influence of his ears, he might as well learn from the good example of Jifeng Jianhao, who was killed in the green dam Forget it...

After a year of special training, the Lord of Shuangfengling has successfully become a wonderful flower in the magic world who can wield a crowbar more easily than a staff.

——Of course, considering that Ya dropped out of school halfway and never obtained a mage qualification certificate in the academy, it is still a question of whether the imperial magic world will recognize this person...

Anyway, when the lord asked whether he was a genuine magician, Master Laurie's point of view was "You fucking deserve it?!"

As for the superficial martial arts learned by the lord, it may be a bit difficult to use against regular knights and professional warriors, but it couldn't be easier to defeat a few imperial dudes who only know how to punch and embroider their legs:
For example, in tonight's duel field, Xia Houyan could tell at a glance that the challenger, Everson Netwan, was unstable——

This is a very common problem among young nobles who have learned a little bit of swordsmanship: pampered nobles and young masters often can't bear the hardships. His posture does not have the calm feeling of a top warrior "rooting to the ground" at all, and he will fall down at the slightest push;
The results did prove that the Xiahou officials were correct:

As long as he saw the right timing and gave him a heart-warming kick, this young man who lacked practical combat experience was easily kicked into the mud.

This is still considered merciful by the lord: If the next step after knocking down the enemy is according to the actual combat strategy taught by Alice, how about blinding the eyes or even severing the throat with a sword...

It is precisely because this duel is too childish, in the eyes of the lord of Shuangfengling, who had fought bloody battles with the bandits in the wasteland, that it is really meaningless, so after he bowed to the crowd and returned to his sister to drink sparkling wine, His expression didn't even change, and he was as cold as a Tyrannosaurus Rex who had just trampled to death an ant.

The aristocrats of the imperial capital who had the intention to make fun of the seedlings were completely frightened and dumbfounded by the overly aggressive style of Lord Shuangfengling. When they came back to their senses, the banquet had returned to the right track where everyone talked happily and mingled with each other. If you want to find fault again, you have already missed the opportunity.

However, after a duel farce, a major change in the atmosphere of the banquet was that many noble guests who had shunned the Igor family siblings before would now stand beside the lord of Shuangfengling, with Fake a few words of greeting with a fake smile, and pretend to exchange "territorial management experience".

——The nobles of the imperial capital who participated in the banquet were not all trash, and there were many people with discerning eyes among them.

Xia Houyan's ruthlessness and vigor in the duel were enough to make them realize that this young black-haired young man did not seem to be the dandy who wasted his life as rumored;

Taking advantage of this opportunity, making a bet on the Igor family, whose political prestige is at a low ebb, has become a feasible option in the minds of many veterans.

So in just half an hour, among the nobles who sneaked into Xia Houyan's side, some explicitly or secretly stated that they wanted to fund the construction of the wasteland, and some coyly wanted to establish a friendly relationship with the Igor family—— There was even a crooked young nobleman who ran over to ask Katerina if she was engaged, and was almost beaten by the lord with the wooden sword just now.

In short, a duel hardly brought any bad influence to Isa Sandria's banquet, and the entire banquet hall returned to the warm atmosphere of enjoying the guests and hosts in an instant;

As for the loser in the duel, Brother Everson Netwan...

Excuse me, who is that?

Really unfamiliar.

Xia Houyan and his sister dispatched the nobles who came over to win over the relationship, and after drinking a few cups with Master Belgrade and the elf ambassador Frost Blade, they decided to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible:

Anyway, the task of attending the banquet and returning to the aristocratic circle of the empire has been completed, and they continue to stay under the nose of Isa Sandria. The Shuangfengling siblings are more uncomfortable than the other.

But to the disappointment of the Xiahou officials, according to the imperial etiquette, it is very impolite to leave early when attending someone else's banquet, so before leaving, you have to tell the host of the banquet to say goodbye...

And the so-called "banquet host", of course, refers to our dear Miss Isa Sandria, Countess of Stigmata.

The lord turned his head to look at his sister's face, knowing that Katerina didn't want to say a word to Isadore now after she was stricken, so she had to take on the important task of communicating with this femme fatale.

In the chaotic hall, Xia Houyan searched for the location of the hostess Isa Sandria like a headless chicken, and in the end, he met his "fiancée" with exact, straight eyes.

——At this moment, the lord suddenly realized that since the duel was over, the Countess of Stigmata had never taken her eyes off his face...

But he still bite the bullet and walked towards Isa Sandria.

What made him panic was that, seeing him approaching step by step, Isa Sandria just bit her lips without saying a word, her big watery eyes were full of resentment, and the one who spoke first was actually Madame Natasha next to Isa Sandria.

"Dear little brother Elliot..." Mrs. Natasha covered her mouth with a lace flower fan, and threw a series of extremely seductive winks at Lord Shuangfengling, "The duel just now, yours The performance is really brave..."

Xia Houyan suddenly had goose bumps all over his body.

Madam Natasha didn't finish yet, she turned her waist and leaned towards the lord:
"Oh, sister, I just like a young man like you, much better than my half-dead husband... Oh, are you drinking tonight, so you can't drive home? Do you want to come to my sister's house for a while? Are you playing? My house is quite big..."

Before the creepy Xiahou official could reply, Isa Sandria smiled and said:
"Sister Natasha, Eliot should have come to say goodbye to me, so why don't you get involved?"

For some reason, Xia Houyan always felt that Yisha's smiling eyes seemed a little scary at this moment.

Natasha glanced at her good best friend, snorted dissatisfiedly, and gave Lord Shuangfengling an extremely explicit wink of "come and play with me", then reluctantly turned her waist and walked away up.

So in this corner of the banquet hall, there were only two officials Xiahou and Yisha left.

"That...that..." The lord pretentiously cleared his throat, "Miss Sandria..."

"Call me Isa." Isa Sandria lowered her head and twisted her fingers, as thin as a gnat.

"Isa..." Xia Houyan said with a wry smile while meditating, "It's getting late, Katerina and I should go back, my house is still waiting for renovation..."

"You want to leave so cruelly, how dare I keep you..." The resentment on Yisha's face was so sincere that it could set off Lin Daiyu as a scheming green tea bitch.

"Then, then let's go!" Xia Houyan didn't dare to say a word to this woman, so he turned around and prepared to run away.

"Eliot, you, you wait a moment!" Isa Sandria whispered.

The lord turned around in fear.

The Countess of the Stigmata was silent for a moment, then looked up at Lord Shuangfengling, and asked carefully:
"Is that... sister Katerina's story about you and Miss 'Flower of Abundance' true?"

Xia Houyan saw with his own eyes that the ears of the few nobles who were chatting around had their ears pricked up like rabbits, ah no, they were like donkeys!

But he still gritted his teeth, poked his neck and said:
"Hmm...probably, maybe, maybe...it's true..."

Upon hearing this, Isa Sandria lowered her head and let out an "oh".

Xia Houyan is 100% sure that this little demon is planning some bad idea.

Unfortunately.

Three seconds later, Isa Sandria raised her head tremblingly, as if mustering up a lot of courage, facing the Lord of Frost Maple Ridge, she said loudly with a volume that could be heard in the entire hall:
"Eliott! I, Isa Sandria, am your fiancée no matter what! No, no matter what woman you hang out with, I don't mind! Please, please don't abandon me cruelly! "

Xia Houyan vaguely heard the sound of taking off gloves not far away.

(End of this chapter)