Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 495: The Supreme Arrogance of a Person with Great Power

"Distinguished guests, handsome gentlemen, beautiful ladies, allow me to introduce to you. Our hero in the field, Sir Allen!"

After the banquet began, the host gave the stage to Ou Ban after saying a few words on the table. After Ou Ban's excited opening remarks, he pushed Allen to the front of the stage so that all the guests could see Allen's elegant demeanor tonight. Allen was not dressed as gorgeously as the other nobles tonight, but his heroic battle merits were the most gorgeous clothes he had ever worn. No matter how ordinary his attire was and how meritorious he was, in the eyes of the nobles, especially the young and beautiful ladies, Allen was a handsome and promising gentleman. As for his clothes, they were automatically ignored.

Everyone knew that this young knight had already become a popular figure under Ou Ban, and even after paying taxes to Ou Ban every year, there were still a lot of money in his hands. Moreover, Ou Ban publicly said that in order to help Allen's territory develop, he had exempted Allen's territory from taxes for three years. This was also a wealth that made people jealous.

As Orban piled up his magnificent rhetoric on Alan, the rich or nobles had already thought of how to arrange for their daughters to meet the young knight, and those who had no daughters wished they could immediately go home and make a living. Even the subordinates of Orban, besides Viscount Grayer, were considering whether they should adjust their attitudes and positions towards Allen.

Because they saw Alan and Oban come out of the small room in the hall. It was a signal. They had no chance to enter the room in White Castle. From the moment Orban and Allen walked out together, they knew that the count had confided in Allen. Perhaps Orban would be on guard against Alan, but so far, Alan has undoubtedly gained the most trust and respect.

It was hard for the knights to imagine what would happen if they continued to fight against such a figure.

When Alan stepped down from the banquet, he was immediately surrounded by a dozen noble ladies. These young girls were clearly prepared to come. They were all dressed up beautifully, and their gowns were mostly low-chested, so as to highlight their young talents. Although they wore the title of nobles on their heads, if they could not find a good husband for themselves, they might not be able to live a comfortable life in the future.

After all, for nobles, their sons were heirs, and their daughters were political capital to sacrifice. Of course, in order to maximize capital efficiency, daughters would usually enjoy the best treatment of the family before they got married. Therefore, even though some of the ladies standing beside Allen had mediocre looks, the noble aura emanating from their bones was fake.

They wanted to attract Allen's attention. A young and powerful noble like Allen was their dream marriage partner. As for whether Alan really loved them after getting married, and whether he would foster his lover outside. However, they didn't care much about it. As long as they gave birth to three or five children and consolidated their status, they could also look for lovers outside. After all, this was a rule set by the nobles.

However, one thing must be strictly observed is that these young ladies, no matter how many lovers they still have outside, must maintain the wall before they get married, otherwise they will embarrass the family.

Alan was surrounded by these many girls, and even if he answered, he was still a little busy. Moreover, some bold and enthusiastic girls took every opportunity to squeeze on him, teasing Allen's senses with hints. Alan was so full tonight that when he managed to get out of the fat array with great difficulty, he already had a stack of invitations in his pocket. He shook his head and looked for Lucy and the others, but found nothing. He could only leave the hall quietly and find a relatively quiet balcony to breathe.

Just as he was resting for a moment, a faint fragrance burrowed into his nose. When he thought that another noble lady was pestering him, his silhouette flickered, but Ruola leaned against the railing on the balcony and chuckled, "Sir Allen is not interesting enough. He invited you first, but you forgot about me."

Only then did Alan save Jorah's note in his pocket. However, he had never had the chance to read it before, but he did not know that Jorah had invited him. "I'm sorry. May I ask what Miss Ruola wants to know?"

"If you call me Ruo La, miss, you're really an outsider." Ruo La was straightforward and straightforward.

"Then remove the word" knight "as well." Alan smiled faintly.

Ruo La nodded and said, "I don't dare to ask for your advice. Those ladies are circling around you to attract your attention so that I can marry you, right?"

Ellen smiled bitterly. "So you're here to make fun of me."

"How could there be such a thing? You are now a big star beside my brother. Not to mention them, even I want to curry favor with you." Jorah suddenly leaned forward and said seriously, "No kidding. Would you like me to be your wife?"

"Isn't this a joke?" Alan was shocked.

Ruo La narrowed her eyes, "What, I'm not worthy?"

Alan shook his head helplessly. Previously, he had bumped into each other on the street, so out of courtesy, Ellen naturally couldn't stare at everyone. Right now, the two of them were standing together and carefully examining each other. Ruo La was also completely worthy of the word "beauty". She was tall and wore a low-cut fishtail dress, which perfectly sketched her figure. The two peaks that supported the gown without any cushions were plump and tight, along with the waist that was tightly gripped and the slender legs that were straight. Without a doubt, she was a beauty that could drive men crazy.

She lacked the green smell of Lucy and Adele, but had a more mature fragrance. Especially since Ruo La was a Level 20 female warrior, the explosive power of her body was not something ordinary noble ladies could possess. It allowed Ruo La to kill his enemies bravely on the battlefield, and if he were to switch to another battlefield, he would definitely be outstanding.

Being swept by Alan's gaze, Ruo La sensed something. Especially when Ellen's gaze landed on her two peaks, Ruola raised her chest proudly to meet Ellen's gaze. Her breathing was slightly rapid, and Ruo La suddenly drank all the wine in the glass. She put down the glass and turned around, sticking her whole body on Alan's body.

Alan immediately sensed the astonishing elasticity in Ruo La's chest. In his astonished gaze, Ruo La revealed a wild smile. She simply reached out and wrapped her hands around Allen's neck, sticking her head forward, and there was almost no gap between her and Allen. Alan could sense her aggressive movements and his body naturally reacted. There seemed to be a ball of flame burning in his lower abdomen, and he immediately responded to Ruola with a firm response.

Ruo La said, her face flushed red. She giggled and said, "You see, I'm still attractive."

"I admit that, but if you don't leave, Count Oban will probably devour me alive."

Ruo La laughed and let go of Alan, but said, "What am I going to do? As long as it's what I want to do, even big brother can't stop me." Besides, if you marry me, brother will be happy to see it succeed. I was just doing this to tell you. In addition to helping you on the battlefield, I can also make you happy and satisfied on another battlefield. "

Alan revealed a surprised expression again, and Jorah curled her lips and said, "Don't misunderstand, I'm not one of those lascivious women." Actually, I don't even have a lover until now. It's just that I have confidence in myself. I know very well what my body can give you. You can think about it carefully, but you don't have to answer it now. And I have my own self-restraint, but don't think I want them to sell me like that, even though you are the ideal marriage partner. "

From this we can see that Jorah is a pragmatic person. Her words were not hard to understand. Sooner or later, she had to sacrifice herself for Ouban's politics. Since she had to sacrifice herself, it was better for her to find someone she liked, so that she still had a little choice.

"Alright, let's talk about serious matters. Let's talk about something fun." Ruo La laughed so hard that her eyebrows curved, and her eyes were filled with bad water. She was like a little fox scheming against others.

Ellen shook his head and smiled, "What's so funny?"

"I'll tell you later. Before that, answer me first. How many days will you be staying at Ark Harbor?"

"At most three to five days, I have to go back." Alan answered truthfully.

"Fortunately, we can still make it in time." Jorah whispered in Alan's ear with some excitement, "I have a big business and a good profit. Are you interested in joining us?"

"What business?"

"I can't tell you now. I can only say that I'm very lucrative. But I can't let my brother know because he won't be able to stand the excitement. In short, you just have to answer me, do it or not."

Alan was intrigued by her mystery and thought that he would go crazy with the girl before it was too late. "It's a fool not to earn money," he nodded. "Besides, I really need money now."

"Alright, you don't have to worry about anything. I will naturally come to you tomorrow. We can talk about it then." Ruo La giggled and put her lips back on Allen's cheeks before she walked away, and then she sank into the crowd in the hall.

Alan smiled and suddenly felt a strong hatred fall on him. He raised his head to meet Abel, who was in a hurry to turn his face away. It seemed that he had been paying attention to the commotion just now. Alan thought for a moment and knew that Abel was definitely chasing after Zora. Beauty, the Count's younger sister, the commander of the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine. No matter which identity it was, it was enough to make Abel crazily pursue it.

Unfortunately, Ruo La seemed to turn a blind eye to her as an adjutant. After all, she had just said that she had never even had a lover.

Poor Abel. Alan thought to himself.

"Miss Ruola is so charming, isn't she?"

At this time, another person crawled into the balcony. Alan saw that it was the young man with a secret identity, Ryan. "If I had known Jorah a few years ago, I would have gotten her. A charming young lady like her, as long as she was a man, wouldn't want to miss her," Ryan said as he shook his hand.

Alan looked at him and Rhine laughed. "Don't misunderstand. Don't look at me like this. In fact, I already have three children. So I won't go after Miss Ruola again. Even if I want a lover, I won't find the Count's sister. That's not good for me."

He raised his glass and drank with Allen before saying, "I've been watching you since Sir Allen killed Duruff." It was no exaggeration to say that Sir Allen's subsequent actions and battles were remarkable. To be able to meet someone like you in a place like Ark Harbor was truly surprising. With your ability, you won't be able to accommodate a small count territory within five years. At that time, you can at least be an earl. "

"If I give you another five years, plus a little bit of luck, then becoming a hereditary earl is also possible." At this point, Rhine paused and said, "But you shouldn't be the kind of person who is satisfied with being a count, right?"

Alan smiled without saying a word.

Rhine turned to look at Ark Harbor and said, "To be honest, Earl Oban is indeed a good friend." He also had ambitions, and his social skills were outstanding. But that's all. With all due respect. Count Orban did not lack ambition and financial resources. What he lacked was the most crucial martial power, including his own army and his own strength. Therefore, even with the help of someone like you, he can only expand his territory. However, limited by his own strength, it is impossible for him to fight for the identity of a Marquis in this lifetime. "

"But you are different. You are still young and have limitless potential. As long as you have the chance, you can break through to Marquis." "I happen to know one or two real big shots, and they need people like you," Rhine said with a faint smile. "If you have such thoughts, you can always come to Oliska and find me."

He took out an exquisite and small card from his pocket and quietly put it in Allen's hand. He smiled and said, "There's no need to hurry to answer. This promise will be valid for three years."

Alan nodded and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Rhine."

Ryan patted him on the shoulder and said, "I look forward to your arrival, really. In that case, we will be true friends."

After he left, Alan flipped through the card. The edge of the card was decorated with a circle of golden roses, and on it was a beautiful string of words written in golden powder. This is an address, an address in Oliska, the imperial capital. This small address, however, was the key that countless people had painstakingly sought. An important key to the upper echelons of imperial power!

Allen could feel the weight of this small card. It could lead Allen to the Marquis of the Empire. There were a hundred earls in the empire, and there were as many viscount barons as a cow's hair. However, there were less than twenty Marquises, and only four Grand Dukes. Only by arriving at the Marquis would one truly be considered to have entered the upper echelons of the empire's power pyramid.

The higher the level, the less convenient it would be for the pyramids to settle down. This was a power structure that was common to all planets and civilizations!

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