Chapter 32 (1/2)

He was a big man with red hair like blood and a rough face. He was not angry and self-confident. He could see that he was a martial artist with good skills.

The waiter introduced the name of Fowles, and the man, laughing, reached out and shook hands with Fowles: ”the glory of Mistra covers you, new friend.”

”The God of courage gives you glory, Baron.” Foles almost didn't respond to the old etiquette that almost nobody used. Fortunately, his good tutor saved his life.

Baron allando's eyes flashed, apparently because of Fowles's smooth and cultured reply.

Fowles didn't understand why the Baron was so kind. He took out his slightly painful palm, and his eyes suggested that the primary school apprentice would hand over the gift. He explained from the side, which was his apology for trespassing on his behalf and which was the Baroness's birthday gift

”That's very kind of you!” The Baron laughed again. ”Come on, come on, sit down, and have fun. I'll treat the other guests first, and I'll talk to you in detail later! ”

It seemed that this guy was really looking for something to do with himself. Fowles found a seat to sit down and involuntarily began to check.

In fact, that's why he brought so many gifts here

The Baron heard about him from the Phelps mercenaries, and then sent a serious invitation. The causal relationship between the two events made Fowles only have one reason: the Baron asked him for help, and Based on being a war mage.

But this is not the case. It's just an illusion made by himself. So the only purpose of Fowles' coming here is to try every means to refuse the Baron's request without provoking the other party's upset.

As soon as you look for such reasons, it's like the rules of family trial and the rules of magic tutor, but It's too deliberate, and Fowles intends to listen to the other party's request and respond accordingly.

Now that he had made up his mind, Fowles began to calm down and look at the bustling and extravagant life in the hall

Under the bright light, the ladies and gentlemen danced happily with the music;

in the dim corner, they were still trapped in the soft sofa, covered by shadow, and their singing was covered by music from time to time;

the well-trained waiters with trays in their hands, shuttled around the scene, and poured wine for the guests In a moment, change the food and drink that will see the bottom.

This picture has been seen too many times in the memory of his predecessor, although he is only an unimportant successor of the Medici family.

The cultivation of heirs by the Medici family was systematic and strict since childhood, which may be the basis for the Medici family to occupy a place in the whole continent with a viscount.

The scene in his memory, mixed with the sense of scene, made Fowles feel bored for no reason

It was not Fowles' own emotion, but the residue of the body's former master's reaction.

In a person's life, too much information is hidden in his mind. The memory of the original owner is completely received by Fowles, which does not mean that he knows everything.

The old memory is like a kind of data storage. When it is needed, Fowles can get the information he wants with only a single thought. However, when he is free, he does not read all the memories of his predecessor. It takes too long.

In a word, the unusual body reaction made Fowles read a very interesting picture from the bottom of his former heart. The vaguely acquainted background and the unforgettable image made him enjoy it.

Until In his loose robe and trousers, little Lori was about to pull them down, and Forrest awoke from his memory.

Then, he saw little Lori dragging her pants with one hand and being held by a young man in her twenties. Her thin body was almost hanging in the air, and big tears were swirling in her eyes.

Fowles didn't understand what was going on. In his ears, the young man seduced him and said, ”little sister, come on, come on, big brother will take you to see the tortoise...”

No matter in which world, no matter in which era, the aristocracy is an extremely obscene and shameless race.

Can be unscrupulously exposed to the dark side of the sky, so that the human nature ugly to some extreme.

Fowles was fully aware of this, so she did not dare to bring her to such a party.

It's hard to be seen. Then a drunken nobleman runs up to you and says, ”Hello, your little maid. I'm in love with you. I'll trade my horse with you...”