The Dark King

Noble carriages drove into the small town of Yade and passed through the doors of the various households in the town. Such a grand scene surprised the residents of these towns. Since the Lane family moved here and became their lords, they also started from Never seen so many nobles come to visit.

The carriage was parked in front of the Castle of Lane.

Fulin's housekeeper stood at the door in person, welcoming guests from all walks of life.

Du Dian came early in the afternoon to discuss things with the old patriarch of Fulin. At this moment, the two stood in front of the window on the second floor of the old castle, looking at the carriages in front of the brightly lit manor. Every time the old patriarch of Fulin sees one of the flags, he will introduce Du Dean to his background and background, which will greatly benefit Du Dean.

"People are almost here, let's go to accompany the guests, as the master can not be too rude." Patriarch Fulin said to Du Dian.

Du Di'an nodded slightly.

The two went downstairs together and entered the hall where they had been dressed up. The hall originally had only four oil lamps lit up, but at the moment they lighted a dozen or so, and they looked like daylight.I saw the nobles with bright clothes and extraordinary temperament, taking their wives or children with them, eating snacks and fine wine in the hall while chatting.

When Du Di'an and Fulin elder patriarch went downstairs, these enthusiastic chatting nobles immediately turned their gazes on, apparently already paying attention to it.

"Oh, old Fulin, I haven't seen it in a few years, and I still look so energetic!" A middle-aged man dressed as a nobleman standing next to the stairs saw Flint downstairs and immediately raised his glass and smiled.

Du Dian glanced at him. He had previously heard Flinn said that this middle-aged man was a Nikken family in several neighboring towns, and also a declining little noble. Unlike the once glorious nobles like Lane, this Nikon family From the beginning to the end, he was a little nobleman, and Gouyan was still alive.

Patriarch Fulin smiled softly and said, "Do you still drink alcohol if you win the prize?"

"I knew you had such a good wine here. I've been here long ago." The middle-aged man laughed.

Fulin smiled slightly and said, "Welcome anytime in the future."

At this time, other nobles beside them also gathered around and greeted Fulin. They came to a total of eight families. Most of them came from the patriarchs. Only two families were older than the patriarchs. , Sent their children to replace congratulations.

"The old saying is good, the thin tiger is stronger than the wolf." A graceful and graceful lady said with a smile: "This time the Ryan family founded a consortium, must they want to make a big move?"

While she was talking, everyone else smiled at Fulin.

Fulin smiled softly and said: "Since the establishment of a consortium, naturally want to make big money, don't you want to?"

"Oh?" The former middle-aged Nicken family said with interest: "So, what good fortune do you have for the old patriarch?"

Folin smiled and said, "We will talk later in a while, and the party is about to start. Let's listen to music first. But I specially invited the masters of St. Peter's Conservatory to come and play and wash your ears."

Seeing him cross the subject, the others did not continue to ask questions, as the patriarch of Fulin entered the hall together and came to the seat in front of the already constructed music stage.

"This is?" Another middle-aged man with a good luck looked at Du Dean, who was inseparable from Fulin, and asked in doubt.

Flynn smiled and said, "This is the hunter of our consortium, Mr. Du Dean."

"Hunter?" Hearing Fulin, the nobles sitting next to them all changed their faces, subconsciously deviating slightly from their bodies, pulling away, but they soon realized that it was rude and useless, so they recovered As is.The middle-aged middle-aged man with a question squeezed a smile on his face and said, "I didn't expect that your consortium had just been founded, and it quickly attracted the hunters to join. It turned out to be a fierce momentum, hehe..."

Du Di'an noticed the fear in the eyes of these nobles, and his expression was calm. From Master Fulin, he knew that the hunter was both a very fond of the noble and a very abominable existence. Bringing wealth to it, but hating is that the hunter is extremely irritable and extremely dangerous. In history, there have been many instances in which the hunter ran out of control and killed the noble on the spot.

Although those hunters were executed afterwards by the "punisher" of the Tribunal, the dead nobles would not be resurrected. Therefore, most nobles were reluctant to get too close to the hunters. Even if they were subpoenas, they were often letterheads. Notice that occasionally you need to talk face to face, and secretly arrange knight protection to guard against such a dangerous product at any time.

Even in the eyes of most nobles, the hunter is not treated as a "kind" at all, but a monster similar to the monster outside the wall.

Others knew Du Dean's identity, and he smiled a bit cautiously for a while.

Du Dean saw their smiles and suddenly felt a little familiar. When he attended the noble party of the Mellon Consortium, he saw Greeley and the senior hunters of another consortium enter the venue, and the nobles greeted them “friendly” and greeted him. I was too young to notice the hidden fear in the smile, but now I feel it clearly.

"The concert is about to start." Fulin said with a smile.

Du Dian glanced at him sideways, looking at the smile on his wrinkled face, calmed down in his heart, and quietly looked up at the music concert on stage.

This music concert is a large professional team with more than 20 people. Under the instructions of the old patriarch of Fulin, the conductor of the concert understood, slowly raised the baton in his hand, and the turbulent notes fluttered. Out, surrounded in the hall, refreshing the soul, let the children of Grandpa Fulin sitting at the back and corner of the hall and the children brought by these nobles listen to the indulgence.

Suddenly, the door of the hall was pushed open, and a group of figures entered the hall. One of the clear male voices sneered: "The old patriarch of Fulin is so anxious that everyone has not arrived, so has the party started?"

Flowing music stopped abruptly.

The seemingly peaceful atmosphere in the hall suddenly solidified.

Everyone looked back, and suddenly their face slightly changed, and the middle-aged middle-aged man sitting next to Du Dean exclaimed in a low voice: "The Mel family? The Milan family? How could they come?"

When Du Di'an looked back, he also recognized the identity of the coming person, headed by a slim and elegant girl with a beautiful cheek, like a dream. The exquisitely tailored clothes lined with noble temperament, standing next to her slightly back half On the soles of the feet is a young man in a gorgeous platinum costume with a straight posture, like a knight, wearing aristocratic fencing around his waist, and he is magnificent.

Behind these two, five or six knights surrounded, and two attendants.

Other nobles noticed that the names of the family emblems on the shoulders of these knights all changed their faces. In fact, even if they did not see the family emblems, young men and women headed alone could recognize where they came from.