The Extraordinary Earl

Wizards and vampires.

This was the knowledge Luther had honed during this period, he concluded. When Miss Ruth was captured by Latin and Will, who was controlled by the evil wizard, a strong vampire happened to meet her.

He left a sentence: "What a sweet virgin blood." So he took Miss Ruth away. Although the vampires do not live on blood, they have a special liking for blood.

Especially virgin blood.

Regardless of the purpose, this strong man of the vampire family rescued Miss Ruth, who was about to become a work of art, and took her away.

According to the style and characteristics of the vampires in this world, Miss Ruth should not be able to fade away, but she may need to donate her own blood to this strong vampire for a long time.

There is also a very small possibility of being transformed into a vampire.

All in all, life is better than death.

If Luther wants to find this powerful vampire, he must at least become a titled knight. Otherwise, I'm afraid it's just an egg hitting a stone.

But that time might have been more than ten years, or even decades later, who knows what the situation will be like.

All in all, Luther knew that it would be difficult for him to see Miss Ruth again.

"Why."

Luther sighed melancholy, opened the parchment and placed it on his face, then closed his eyes and began to fall asleep.

I was in a really bad mood, so I went to see Duke Zhou for a while.

Regardless, Luther returned to Pompeii. The first thing Luther did when he returned to Pompeii was to move all the books and other miscellaneous things left by the evil wizard to his private villa.

Afterwards, Luther dismissed the knights and came to Pompeii Castle alone, where he met Old Sol in his study.

"Looking at your expression, it seems that this operation is not going smoothly." Old Sol was drinking black tea, eating cookies, and enjoying the tranquility of the afternoon. He looked at Luther's expression and guessed the outcome of the matter.

Old Sol felt sorry for this, but he didn't have much emotion.

Miss Ruth is a beautiful noble lady, and he also very much approves of Luther being with her and letting her become the wife of the next generation of Pompeii knights in the Pompeii family.

But how to say it.

The most indispensable thing in this world is accidents, especially in this dangerous world. Old Saul has also grown up from Luther's age, and he will only lose more than Luther.

Women, friends.

Old Saul has lost too much.

"Don't worry about it. You will be fine after you rest for a while. If you really can't forget it, then go to Kaiyue City to find a beautiful and mature aristocratic woman and let her comfort you."

Old Sol pointed.

Luther rolled his eyes, this old gangster. But Luther had to admit that this was indeed an attractive choice.

Women and wine have always been a good way to forget your worries.

But we’ll talk about this later. There’s one more thing Luther hasn’t said to Old Saul.

"Dad, I want to hear your opinion on something about the knight Latin Will." Luther looked serious and briefly told the story about Latin Will.

Old Sol was a little surprised.

Because Luther was the only one who did this, and Luther just came back, he only guessed that Miss Ruth was in danger, so he naturally didn't know what happened.

I didn't expect it to be so twisty.

As for Latin, Will.

Old Sol thought for a while and said with a smile: "It's okay. The twenty or thirty lord knights under the Baron are hugging each other for warmth. There are also political forces that are larger than us. If Latin and Will join us, it will not bring any trouble. What trouble? The only question is, is he reliable?"

"After initial contact, I think this person is okay. In addition, I rescued him, and he is grateful to me." Luther did not make any further decisions, but just expressed his preliminary views.

Old Sol nodded and said with appreciation: "Only time is the best eye. Time will make the alliance stronger, just like our six families. But there is always a first step. I will try with He will get in touch. I will inform him about the next social event of the six major families."

"Okay." Luther nodded. After saying that, Luther planned to say goodbye, continue to maintain his decadent state, and go to sleep.

Luther thought it would last several days.

Why.

Luther was actually an emotional person.

"Are you really not going to find a mature and beautiful aristocratic woman to comfort you? If you need it, go to Newton. He has many connections in this area."

Old Sol once again instigated his son to do bad things.

"Let's talk about it later." Luther waved his hand, gave Old Sol a decadent back, and then left.

"Hey, this world is like shit. As time goes by, people will lose more and more. Even the King of Prussia cannot escape this fate."

Old Sol shook his head, some bad memories flashed through his mind.

His life was full of wars, and he only lost more things in wars. Many of his friends died in the war, either at the hands of the army or at the hands of monsters.

Precisely because he has experienced a lot, he has learned to be diplomatic and become a qualified politician. He also hides his strength and claims to be an intermediate knight.

Because if Baron Barton knew that he was a genuine high-level knight, the more he would bear, the more he would lose.

The old Sol had no ambition before. He just wanted to guard the Pompeii family's one-third acre of land and protect the growth of his children.

Why.

A world like shit.

But Old Sol soon became inspired, because with the Earth Knight training method Luther gave him, his journey to knighthood started again.

The Great Knight is no longer out of reach.

He wants to fight for the title of baron. If the first generation doesn't work, then the second generation. He believed that Luther would be a better lord of Pompeii than he was.

Luther was his pride.

As old Sol said, this is a shit world. In fact, no matter what kind of world it is, ordinary world or extraordinary world, it is the same.

As you age, you lose more and more.

But the extraordinary world is different after all. Miss Ruth's disappearance was too sudden and strange.

Luther was indeed filled with melancholy for a moment and planned to live a decadent life for a few days. But Luther had to stand up after all, just let him rest.

At this time, summer has passed and autumn has quietly arrived.

Another big harvest is coming soon.

Good harvest!

This is the biggest thing in a territory, bar none. No matter how rich the lord is or how good he is at running a business, if there is a problem with the food production of the territory, then the lord will have a headache.

On the contrary, if there is a good harvest, then the lord will breathe a sigh of relief.

Food.

No matter what world it is in, it is the first object of attention for the lords and officials.