Reckless Through The New World

The Kingdom of Trela, the town of Fountain.

As the direct territory of Duke Hallett, Spring Water Town is not far from the capital. Although due to the terrain, it is not suitable for garrisoning troops - no one would garrison troops so close to the capital, after all, it would be too exciting for His Majesty the King and those who are loyal to him, but Springshui Town has other uses.

It is a town known for its feasting.

Next to this town, there is the famous "Spring Water Manor", which is equivalent to two-thirds of the town's area, with gardens, small squares, and banquet halls distributed among them. No matter day or night, there are places suitable for banquets; no matter the seasons of the year, there are places with pleasant scenery that make people linger.

For this reason, banquets are held almost every day in Spring Water Manor. Sometimes Duke Harret did it himself, sometimes someone borrowed it. Duke Hallett was happy to see it, and even said "The Springs Manor is mine, and everyone's, and all those who love to celebrate."

Today, there is naturally a banquet in the Spring Water Manor.

The host of the banquet was the Duke of Harret, and the theme was to celebrate a summer that wasn't too hot - yes, it was a lot cooler than a normal summer because of the heavy rain and the wind.

Are such reasons enough to hold a banquet? For Duke Hallett, that's enough.

The upstart in the capital, Viscount Pret Yama was bored sitting on the balcony outside the banquet hall, drinking slowly while looking down at the large number of busy servants in the manor.

As the owner of the famous "Crystal Palace Museum", the Viscount has staggering wealth. In his museum, there are many treasures that make the duke jealous. But over the years, no one has ever been able to steal even a single nail or a stone from the museum.

The Viscount himself is also a famous armor master. He is good at forging sturdy full-body armor. Under his hands, the heavy hammer is like an embroidery needle, which can make steel into various shapes, splicing, combining, carving... The final product is a piece of armor that is not so much a weapon and equipment as it is a work of art.

Over the years, if the great nobles in the capital can’t display one or two sets of armor produced by the Yama workshop, they will be looked down upon—this means that he either has no money or has no aesthetic vision. Bad stuff.

Moreover, Viscount Yama is also one of the most trusted ministers of Princess Feishna. Every time Her Royal Highness has something to do, she will invite him to discuss what to do. As a result of the consultation, at least one of the three times was to leave the matter to the Viscount Yama.

Viscount Yama has never disappointed Her Royal Highness the eldest princess. He can always do things well, whether it requires financial resources, manpower, or force, he can always do it, and he has never missed a beat.

Therefore, the viscount has naturally become a popular person to be invited to all kinds of banquets, whether it is his identity as a rich man, or as a master craftsman, or as an artist, or as a minister... In short, He is a popular figure.

However, Viscount Yama, who was popular with people, actually didn't like banquets at all.

At least, he didn't like this kind of aristocratic-style banquet at all.

"The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and the road is frozen to death..." Pret Yama was sitting on the balcony, watching the happy scene in the banquet hall and the toiling of the servants in the manor, he couldn't help it. Shaking his head secretly, "The more you see this scene, the more you can understand the mood of that guy from Locke - this noble thing is really a representative of social reactionary forces!"

But he wouldn't say this at a banquet, even though he didn't care about offending people, and he didn't buy Duke Harrett at all, but offending people for no reason was really not what a businessman should do.

Well, he positioned himself as a businessman, and it was nothing more than the business of art armor.

At this moment, he noticed that in the banquet hall, there was a middle-aged man with blue hair, sitting in the corner with a gloomy face, drinking alone.

He couldn't help raising his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he walked over with a glass of wine.

"General Singold, it seems that you are not in a good mood?" He sat next to the other party, completely ignoring the gloomy and low air pressure on the other party's body, as well as the "birthday" almost written on his face. No one enters” alienation.

The blue-haired middle-aged man frowned and moved aside a little, showing a clear sense of alienation.

Generally speaking, a decent nobleman should raise his glass to pay homage in this situation, then turn away. But Prett Yama didn't seem to see what the other party meant, and didn't mean to leave at all. Instead, he sat there steadily, and even talked to the other party.

"General Singold, I can see that your face is ruddy, and the black air between your eyebrows is dissipating. Obviously, the bad luck has left you, and your luck is now turning. You should be happy at this time, why are you unhappy?"

After being spoken to by him so many times, Singold Hallett finally couldn't pretend that he couldn't hear anymore, and sighed deeply.

"Viscount Yama, don't make fun of me!" he whispered, "Don't you know the reason for my depression?"

Prett smiled. As the other party said, the reason for General Singold's depression was really clear to him.

But he didn't mean to make it clear here, but said: "With all due respect, depression can't solve the problem."

Singold, of course, understood this and sighed.

"Harret's blue sly fox, such an expression really doesn't suit you!"

"But what can I do but sigh?"

Prett smiled, said nothing, raised his glass in greeting, and turned to leave.

His purpose has been achieved, hinting or reminding, it is enough to do this.

The things he wants to talk to the other party are not suitable to be said here. Or wait a few days, it is better for the other party to find him in private.

After all...that's a "wife and son" issue.

For an officer who has entered the Hallett family, such a question is very difficult to look at.

He Shi Shiran returned to the balcony, watching the happy scene in the hall, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"If we hadn't changed history, it would have been during the battle of the royal capital. If it's like in the game, the Thracian army is in the city, I don't know the big men here, how many people can laugh?"