Dungeons & Dragons: I was kicked out of the team by Brave

They are really good at eating soft food.

The inheritance has not been usurped for tens of thousands of years. It is really the destiny of Lathander.

Or maybe they have simply been in a state of being usurped for a long time but are too lazy to resist. They are extremely powerful but pose no threat, so they are simply kept as mascots?

So Duke An’s family has such a weird and weird inheritance to this day, and has become the strongest force outside of the Emperor of the Silver Moon Empire?

After all, other provinces either summoned an abyss rift with their whimsical ideas, or provoked the vengeful elves and gods by being idle.

Compared with these outrageous things, the political environment in Midden Territory is stable, so its overall strength is naturally much stronger.

As for the brave man, forget it.

Although it is difficult for mere mortals to comment too much on the son of Lathander, he is a wise man at first glance.

There are many ways to win over the Church of Dawn. There is no need to care about a brave man who is essentially detached from the Church of Dawn and does not even have venture capital.

With countless expectations, Richard returned to the banquet hall.

Richard coughed dryly and said, "Everyone, what do you think I am doing?"

"No more?" the leader of the old nobles asked in surprise, "It's only been less than 10 minutes! You are a young man after all."

Richard said from the bottom of his heart: "It's been a long time, I tried my best."

To be honest, Richard really didn't want to be alone with a difficult woman like Nunalia.

In fact, the conversation between Nunalia and Richard was very simple and did not involve any secrets.

A review is probably:

"Common people, give it back to me."

"what?"

"The thing you took from me in five seconds. It's blue."

"Can you tell me exactly who it is, madam?"

"Richard, you don't want any bad rumors to spread between the two of us, right? It's easy for me to say, and you happened to have a lot of girls there."

"But don't. How about you try this one? Elf craftsmanship, master construction, bright red color is very festive."

"It looks... good. From now on, I will pay you ten tributes every month. Then, return it to me."

"not return."

"Then do something for me."

"Except for murdering Duke Ann."

"There once lived a silver dragon in Midden Territory. It disappeared 800 years ago. Find it."

"it is good."

"By the way, hurry up and get rid of that annoying crystal dragon. I know it was you who caused the trouble. I know you much better than you think. Then, now, get out immediately, non-stop. My vision.”

"Follow your orders."

"Pledge your allegiance to me before you go."

"dream."

"common people."

Richard had to reiterate to himself that he was definitely not a pervert.

Regarding women's personal belongings, although he is now forced to collect a lot of them, he is often forced to do so.

Moreover, Richard is not coveting Nunalia or anything, and he is really not a pervert.

Richard just wanted to know Nunalia's true age.

There are many ways to judge a person's age, and the simplest and safest way is of course rigorous analysis of secretions.

Lilinu, who is proficient in biology, can definitely give herself an accurate answer.

Although it is clear that Duke An in the Duke's Palace is just a puppet, then where is the real Duke An?

Richard had to guess that Nunalia was Duke An who had lived for 800 years and became what she was now for some reasons.

Therefore, the only way to solve the mystery of Nunalia is to let this little piece of blue fabric tell me the answer.

Nunalia danced with herself, this stuff must taste great!

Richard first smiled evilly, and then suddenly became alert.

No, what am I thinking!

My original intention is that the greater the taste means more secretions, and the more secretions mean that Lilino will be able to get more accurate data in time!

My IQ must have declined due to staying with Clintina for too long!

Richard shook his head hard, ignored the glances around him, and planned to take Ying home.

In these short 10 minutes, all the nobles and businessmen were not idle.

They looked at Ying with salivating eyes.

Although I don’t know the background of this tall lady who is full of wildness and danger, she must not be a weakling if she can defeat the legendary Marquis Cha head-on.

The idea of ​​poaching came naturally.

With the idea that it won't hurt to give it a try, one after another middle-aged men who pride themselves on their elegant demeanor began to get close to the shadows.

But Ying is an extremely traditional woman at heart, which is the nature of the Eidolon clan.

She was filled with disgust even when faced with Richard's touch, let alone these greasy middle-aged men approaching him for no reason.

She pointed at the collar around her neck to everyone who came, and said something extraordinary, which made everyone's expressions change greatly and they left in despair.

As a result, Richard felt that everyone looked at him strangely.

But it doesn't matter. After today's night, his reputation has been completely rotted. It doesn't matter if he has more titles.

After having their fill of wine and food, all the guests left the table one after another.

Ying was bored and stirred the wine in the wine glass with a spoon. When he saw Richard coming back, he simply merged into his shadow.

People with a profession like Sword Master don't like the excitement.

Richard looked around and looked at Clindina.

She was sitting around, surrounded by these malicious speculators.

He still looks very arrogant, but not completely arrogant.

Richard asked: "Everyone, is it okay?"

"Don't, don't beat me." Several young nobles backed away in fear.

Clintina raised her chin and said, "Common Richard, you are too slow!"

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The door to the banquet hall was opened, and the cool breeze of autumn blew into the room.

Richard swore that he would never attend such a banquet again.

Clintina was surprisingly calm. She was finally not so nervous, and she did not fall into depression because of her father's strange behavior.

This is one of the few advantages of Clintina, at least she always looks proud.

"It's late, Clindina."

"Yes, it's late, but you didn't ask me to dance as a courtesy, which made me not in the mood to dance with anyone."

"I've had enough of these bullshit etiquettes. Do you know what I've said the most this day?" Richard listed them one by one:

"Like, my God, my dear lady, you are so beautiful, I almost fall in love with you."

"Oh, damn old Hans, it's true that good people don't live long and bad people live for thousands of years. However, I haven't seen my old friend for a long time."

"Ah ha, madam, can you dance with me? I believe your husband will agree. If he doesn't agree...then I will go back and beg him."

"Hey, kid, if you look at me again, I'm gonna kick your ass with Uncle Tom's stinky boots, I promise Lathander I will, I swear!"

Richard sighed again: "If you nobles don't speak like this, will you be severely ostracized?"

Clintina accused: "How rude."

"So, let's ignore those useless etiquette."

Richard stood in front of Clintina, holding her waist with both hands.

Before Clintina could react, he lifted her up and spun her around three times, then put her down firmly.

"what is this?"

"The etiquette you want is quick, isn't it?"

"Tsk, although it's weird, it's not bad. I want to..."

Before Clintina could finish her words, she saw Richard put his hand deep into his shadow and pulled out the confused sword master.

Then Richard also held Ying's waist and intimately turned around three times.

In the end, before Ying was angry, Richard quickly pushed Ying back into the shadow, but he was still punched hard.

Obviously Ying hates such intimate physical behavior, which is expected.

Richard clutched his painful chest and grinned, "Look, I can finish dancing with two women in ten seconds. Isn't that very efficient?"

"It's really unpleasant." Clintina looked at Duke An, who was still standing there. She was silent for a moment and clenched her fists: "Common Richard, I want to go home."

"This is your home."

Clintina was a little annoyed and said: "Don't always say these inappropriate words. I'm very grateful for how you defended my behavior today. Of course, I know that you have many considerations and conspiracies that I don't understand at all. But... I still Thank you very much. At least you are the first one willing to speak up."

At least for a short period of time, Clintina's identity as heir is absolutely stable, even more stable than before.

Because in order to protect the innocence of the brave, the Church of Dawn had to support the identity of Clintina's heir.

Clintina habitually stretched out a hand and looked at the brightly lit Nuan Dongcheng: "Mrs. Eve must have been waiting for a long time, and she must be very worried. And, thank you, common man Richard."

Richard did not refuse this time. He gently held Clintina's calloused palm and pulled her up gently.

"For once, Clinina! I'm home, even though it's my home."