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Azshara meowed one after another, as if she was discussing something with Sharon, or secretly informing or instigating something.
Hastur ignored the ghostly Azshara and said to Sharon: "This time Maric wants to return to South Wales with us. What do you think?"
Sharon didn't answer, just looked at Hastur.
"I will reject Maric's request right now. He is young and it is time for him to work hard. It is best to stay in a metropolis like Backlund." Hasta said quickly.
Sharon withdrew her gaze, lowered her head and stroked Azshara's little head.
……
At around nine o'clock at night, Hastur came to the Brave Bar and righteously rejected Maric's idea of going to South Wales.
Maric's already pale face looked like a corpse that had been dead for many days and was buried deep in the soil. He stared at Hastur with a resentful look, "A guy who forgets his friends when he sees sex!"
Hastur turned a deaf ear to this, with a natural look on his face. He drank wine while appreciating the quality of this glass of wine.
"You pay for tonight's drinks!"
"no problem."
Hasta raised his lips slightly, and generously took out a stack of 10-gold-pound notes from his jacket pocket. Then, in front of Maric, he counted out ten of them and placed them on the table: "This money is enough for you to drink for three days and three nights."
"..." Maric was speechless, "Do you think money can make up for the behavior of forgetting friends after seeing sex?"
"That's it."
Hasta made a gesture to take back the money, but Maric was already one step ahead of him and held down the money with the palm of his right hand. "There is no reason to take back the money that was taken out."
Hastur clicked his tongue and leaned back slightly, "I can take back all the water I spilled without missing a drop, let alone just one word."
It is difficult to collect the water, which is normal.
But in this extraordinary world, it is very simple to do this.
Maric hummed twice without retorting, then called the bartender, took five 10 gold pound notes from the table to him, and asked him to go out and shout that Mr. Hasta would pay for all the guests' consumption tonight. .
"..."
Hastur almost coughed out the wine in his mouth, but luckily he held it back in the end.
"Maric, you are such a talent." Hasta expressed heartfelt admiration.
"What do you need to say?" Maric glanced at him disdainfully.
When Hastur came out of the billiard room, the bartender greeted him loudly: "Mr. Hastur, thank you for your generosity tonight."
This greeting made the drinkers in the bar look over, and then they all expressed their gratitude.
Volt.
Hasta's face was slightly stiff, while Maric hid in the shadows and watched the joke.
Then he left the Brave Bar under the watchful eyes of the drunken drinkers.
As soon as he came out to breathe some fresh air, a carriage stopped beside him at the right time, waiting for him to get on.
Hastur took a look and saw that the carriage did not belong to his family, nor did it look like it was hired by the Brave Bar.
"Earl Campbell, you are really hard to find." A voice with hidden anger came from inside the carriage.
"Who are you?"
"hehe."
The person inside the carriage chuckled softly, opened the curtain, and revealed his face.
Oh, he is the son of George III, His Royal Highness the Second Prince. What is his specific name?
Hastur thought for a while and realized that he really couldn’t remember.
He only remembered that the second prince once threatened him because of the affairs of his predecessor, the Archduke of Southwell.
"Is something okay, Second Prince?" Hasta asked politely.
Lennart Augustus said with a dark face: "I am a prince now!"
Forgot about this.
Hastur showed a look of astonishment, and then sighed: "The voice and smile of King George III are still before my eyes."
"..."
Lennart Augustus did not expect that Hastur could hold back such a sentence, so that he could no longer blame the other party for his rudeness.
"Get in the car, I have something important to discuss with you!" He frowned and said in a commanding tone.
"I drank a lot and need to go home to rest, or does the second prince want to argue with a drunk person?"
"..."
Lennart Augustus suppressed his anger and said: "You can go and wash your face first, and then you will wake up."
"No."
Hastur refused directly and didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore. Lennart Augustus was so angry that he turned completely black. Finally, he angrily lowered the curtain and asked the coachman to drive the carriage away.
"George III has just died, and I have no interest in getting involved in the internal affairs of your royal family."
Hastur didn't need to guess to know the purpose of the other party looking for him. Currently, he had become famous in South Wales County. In addition, the Archduke of South Wales fell into the water and died, so he was considered the actual controller of South Wales County.
In addition, he is still very young, so he does have the value of winning over.
Maybe tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, when Govington II is free, he will send someone to find him.
He had no interest in participating in such a troublesome matter.
Let people like Earl Hall worry about taking sides.
Sure enough, the next afternoon, the new King of Loen Kingdom, Govington II, sent someone to invite him to tonight's dinner.
Earl Hall, Prime Minister and other powerful nobles all received the invitation.
Hasta didn't want to get involved in these things, but he hasn't left Backlund yet, and there is really no reason to refuse.
Moreover, this Govington II has just come to power. If he refuses, it will give too many associations to others.
Therefore, Hastur went to Earl Hall's house first, and then followed him to attend tonight's dinner.
Even if something really happened, Earl Hall would still be there to discuss it.
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The dinner was held in a garden in the palace. Hastur followed Count Hall to greet the nobles who came to the dinner. Count Hall introduced their respective origins to Hastur.
This also gave Hastur a better understanding of the upper-class nobles of the Loen Kingdom.
Some nobles who are about the same age as Earl Hall always casually ask about Hastur's marriage status during casual conversations.
Some nobles even wanted to betroth their daughters to Hastur on the spot.
In this regard, Earl Hall had a sullen face throughout the whole process, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Hasta could only refuse their hospitality by saying that he was still young and wanted to start a career first and then start a family.
"Your father was already famous when he was your age."
Georgina Augustus, wearing a burgundy evening dress, came from a short distance away and looked at Hastur with burning eyes.
As for Duke Georgina, Hastur had met her once before, and it seemed that she had an unclear relationship with his father.
"Future generations should learn from those who came before, so that they are less likely to make mistakes." Hastur responded calmly.
"You have nothing like his personality, so I'm a little interested in you."
Georgina Augustus lightly lifted her hair that fell to her ears, held the wine glass closer, and breathed out the seductive aroma from her red lips.
Hastur moved a small step towards Earl Hall without leaving a trace, raised his glass and said with a smile: "This is my honor."
"You don't seem to be very good at talking about love, nor are you very good at socializing. In this regard, your father is much better than you." Georgina Augustus said, looking at Earl Hall again, and said meaningfully : "A treasure without an owner, but everyone wants it."
"I don't like to interfere in things between young people. This is their own problem. As elders, we only need to watch them grow and occasionally provide them with a little help." Earl Hall emphasized the word elder. .
"I don't think I'm old."
After speaking with a smile, Georgina Augustus left here and went to chat with other nobles.
"The most important thing in interpersonal interactions is to keep your eyes open so as not to be fooled by people's appearance." Earl Hall said with a hint.
Next, Earl Hall also went to reminisce with the nobles he was familiar with.
Hastur silently tasted the delicacies at tonight's dinner, looking at the luxurious life of this drunken and drunken man, but he no longer yearned for the path of the Black Emperor.
The further this path goes, the more inseparable it becomes from this entertainment.
Instead of wasting time on these uninteresting things, choose extraordinary avenues where you can walk around and see something.
Speaking of which, he has been in the mysterious world for so long and has never been abroad.
He has been wandering around the territory of the Kingdom of Loen. If he goes back this time, he can visit other countries.
The Republic of Intis is a good choice.
Bernadette also seems to be interested in returning to her hometown. The only thing that needs to be noted is that the followers of the Super Star Lord and the Mother Tree of Desire are also there.
If you go to the Republic of Intis, you may increase the risk of exposing your true identity.
Hasta was tasting the food while thinking
Consider the next arrangements.
It wasn't until Govington II appeared that he put down the tableware in his hands and went to where everyone gathered.
The great prince of the past, today's Govington II, is surrounded by stars and the moon in the center position.
Just by changing his identity, he already had a bit of the old-fashioned and serious look of George III.
He looked unsmiling, and only nodded slightly to the flattery of the nobles, without much expression of happiness or joy.
Tsk, this level is not enough.
On the surface, he is old-fashioned, serious and unsmiling, which seems to be more dignified, but in fact it is a forced performance, so he does not dare to show his mood at will.
If George III attended such a dinner, he would definitely have a cheerful smile on his face and greet every nobleman naturally.
He does not need to deliberately control his mood. What needs to be disguised are those nobles who want to flatter themselves, but are concerned about their appearance and are afraid of being ugly.