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"Hmm ... borrow it, here? An urgent letter from Holywell, Lord Duke, you better have a look."

"what?"

There was an uproar all around. This situation was not for everyone to intervene. Whoever broke Senna's good now would have to bear his anger-but when the nobles saw the people clearly, they collectively stung again. ...

Because it was Rodi who interrupted Senna.

Sally wasn't relieved by this rescue. Instead, she was worried about Roddy's initiative to jump out to "attract firepower"-but Roddy didn't seem to care about it at all, he ignored the nobles around him, He went straight to Sally and passed a piece of parchment: "It was the Titus Knight who just brought it, saying it was an emergency."

In fact, this is a few words written by Roddy in combination with everything that Nata reports.

"Got it."

Sally glanced down, her brows frowned slightly, and her expression was a little grim—and the face of Viscount Senna next to her face had lost her previous smile, because he knew that there would be no gain from this persecution.

"Sorry, I have some things to deal with."

Sally's reasons this time made Senna unable to be entangled any more, so he took a step back and laughed: "Master Duke is in awe of every day, and it's rare to have to deal with these things when you relax ... it is our role model."

Seeing Senna's gesture, the nobles around him understood his intentions. Next, no one mentioned Sally's dance. People naturally began to look for dance partners to start dancing, and the atmosphere of the banquet gradually calmed down from the dignity with the sound of the dance music.

Sally took the opportunity to look through the letter, but Rody, who was about to leave, was unexpectedly stopped by Senna:

"Is this Baron Roddy, who is famous in the Karen Kingdom? See it in a hundred, I am very interested in your deeds."

Senna stepped in front of Roddy. He was slightly taller than Roddy. When he spoke, he looked up, and the focus was not on Roddy at all.

"Oh."

Roddy nodded. "The Viscount Senna is so famous that it is an honor to know my name."

"I've heard that you and Duke Sally have a close relationship, and it doesn't seem to be a lie right now?"

Senna's voice had disappeared from his previous politeness, and at this time it was more like a question.

Roddy fixed his eyes, and looked around inadvertently--if there were no eyes around him, he basically had the meaning of gloating. In their eyes, this unknown baron and the famous Senna were far apart. Right ...

"I don't know if I'm telling the truth, it's all up to Duke Sally's own meaning."

"Oh ... I don't want to lose in the mouth. Who knows this thing in the kingdom? Do you think you are a noble by guarding a ruin?"

For Roddy, Senna was ironic without any psychological pressure. The other party has no background and no alliance, and the only Sally to worry about is about to fall into a state of utter danger. At this time, the other party dares to play tricks with herself.

"The meaning of the aristocracy ... is it only the size of the territory under your hand?"

Roddy asked indifferently.

"Oh, I know what you are going to say. You still have to coax women for the empty words of" for the people "and" for the kingdom. "

Senna shook his head, and suddenly felt that it was meaningless to talk like this-after all, stepping on ants, others will not feel that they are terrible, right?

So he didn't wait for Roddy to say anything, chuckled, and turned away, surrounded by a group of people.

And directly disregarded, Roddy froze, as if nothing had happened, and returned to the corner by himself. While others were talking about each other about dancing, he began to enjoy the food with a portion ...

"Hey, Catherine, look at that earthworm ... I guess he must haven't had any delicious meals in the territory."

"Why? You're so willing to pay attention to him, then you should go ask him to dance."

"Come on, I don't want to be joked, hahaha-"

The laughing girlfriends invited others to dance, and Catherine, who had just finished dancing, was ready to take a break. She glanced at the "earthworm", but she felt ridiculous at the same time, but felt a little funny: How did such a guy who was out of step with the aristocracy become the baron of the kingdom?

He can't compare with the "hue", but he can't talk about power than power. I can't figure it out ...

Then she was a little angry again: such a "garbage" that everyone avoided, just now despised herself, how abominable!

The banquet was slowly progressing in the sound of music. After an hour, the number of people on the dance floor gradually decreased. Before long, a group of servants slowly pushed a huge sand table over six meters in length and width. On the wooden platform, the appearance of the Cohen Mountains was drawn up in proportion. There were nearly 20 mines marked on it, and they were displayed in front of everyone under the headlights driven by six magic crystals.

The Futher Silver Ore Auction, curated by thirteen Lords of Everta, kicked off in a hurry but in a hurry.

Baron Panini first came forward, explained the content of this auction for everyone, and went straight to the theme, showing more than fifty pieces of "rare thorium" to the aristocrats present-of course, this behavior has more meaning Lies in showing off.

Viscount Senna did not participate in the auction. He sat down in an excellent viewing position, squinting his eyes at Sally in the distance, and always had an elusive smile on the corner of his mouth.

There is always an aristocratic girl who goes up and down, and he will talk politely, but the discerning person can see that the Viscount is obviously more interested in the Lord Everta ...

"Why, are you going to look at it like this?"

Roddy was bowing his head to taste the caviar of the Mer River, and when he heard the words, he looked up, and found that it was the enchanting Miss Catherine again.

"The auction didn't need me to participate, of course, I just watched it."

He responded and continued to eat.

Catherine didn't want to care about Roddy at first, but when he looked at him calmly, she was still a little bit impatient, so she had the impulse to say: "Well, seeing that the princess is in trouble, shouldn't the knight come forward? Is it really good to be a tortoise ... "

That being said, the first round of auctions over there has begun. Obviously, these united nobles did not intend to give Sally any reaction time ...

"The first ten silver mines started at 50,000 gold coins-the land title or other items can be used for the price, the mining time ..."

The steward's decent guy read the rules of the auction. Sally, Sally, looked pale and gleaming among the nobles.

"Sixty-five thousand coins!"

"Seven thousand and two thousand!"

"Baron Dyke has acquired the ownership of the first silver mine. I hope you can dig more wealth here ..."

"Second Block ..."

With the exclamation of the nobles around, the silver mine was not sold at a high price. People with a little brain know that this is actually a buyer who has already planned, and the deepest Duke Sally is counted. , Already trembling with anger, his face was blue and white for a while ...

"She's only eighteen years old, this group of guys really do, what's the point of bullying a little girl."

Catherine shook the wine glass gently, and continued to speak to stimulate Roddy—she just wanted to see how this calm guy could survive.

To her surprise, Roddy didn't respond from the beginning to the end, put down the caviar, he began to taste a bottle of freshly opened fruit wine, and looked at the auction house calmly and abnormally.

It's even ... interesting.

Not far away, the first Futher silver mine failed due to Sally's bid due to the extremely high price of Viscount Anru. The duke's defeat caused a boo around him-of course, the so-called "boo" is actually similar to cheering, it seems Everyone wants to see her embarrassed in front of everyone.

"Panini, they have already planned these out, and now the offer is even higher, and it is they who profit in the end. The duke is still too young ..."

"As a lord, it is so self-defeating that I can reach the level of being so alone today."

By now, not only Catherine, the nobles who had been whispering all around began to become undisguised. The sound of the sound seemed to let Roddy hear it deliberately-Viscount Senna not far away asked Sally to ask She didn't need money to help, but Sally waved and refused.

"Well, I think if she is wise, marrying Viscount Senna directly is not a bad thing, at least the title of the lord can be maintained, and the power can be stabilized ..."

Catherine seemed to be struggling with Roddy, shaking her fan and asking, "Did you say she was stupid, investing so much money and manpower and resources on the border every day, what did such a laborious thing please?"

"Well, you're right in saying this. Miss Catherine."

As if Roddy finally had the interest to speak, he picked up a cherry and stuffed it into his mouth, and said softly: "No one wants to do the hard work. But ... what if you can't imagine something?"

"Joke, alarmist things I've tired of listening to from bards. It's okay to take these arguments from the farmers ... hehehehe."

Catherine's ridicule was undisguised, and her girlfriends who had been following her quietly beside them also laughed, but they laughed with a smile but felt that they couldn't laugh anymore-because Roddy was still eating cherries and looking Looking at them ... obviously with a kind of mercy.

"Congratulations Duke Sally, although no silver has been found in this silver mine, it is still the highest in these pits ..."

The nobles in the distance applauded sparsely, but in the twenty or so pits, they finally got only two of the least outstanding ordinary silver mines. This kind of harvest can only be regarded as a "shame" to a duke.

In other words, the plans of Viscount Anru and others were very successful-the results were even better than they had expected.

Sally had undisguised anger and anger on her face. The gloomy expression that suppressed everything made her seem to erupt at any time. After all the pits were announced for auction, the duke stood up and walked away, as if fleeing. Leaving the venue in the playful eyes of Panini and others.

"What more can you say now?"

Catherine sneered and left this sentence ~ www.readwn.com ~ but did not expect that Roddy just lowered his head and continued to pull a cold steak, and said quietly: "I? I just want to say ... Everyone must be for himself Choices come at a price. "

He smiled, and then got up and left the venue, as if it were following the duke.

"Pretend to be like this, cut!"

Catherine left with her mouth pierced, returned to the circle of girlfriends as a "victor", and continued to talk about those non-nutritive gossip topics ...

The aristocrats at the banquet did not seem to care about the departure of the Supreme Lord at all. On the contrary, their carnival was just beginning.

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