Chapter 440: First Meeting

A man parted the crowd and walked up to Allen angrily. Even when he was furious, the Viscount Graal, who was wearing eyeliner and exaggeratedly dressed, didn't look imposing, but looked a little ridiculous. He yelled at Allen: "Let go of your hand, damn it, what do you want to do to my nephew!"

"Uncle, save me!" Marcus yelled.

Allen said with a half-smile: "It turns out that this brave knight is the nephew of the Viscount. So, the knight's rude behavior was instigated by the Viscount?"

Viscount Graal's face froze, and then he roared: "How is it possible? This is slander, this is definitely slander!"

"Baron Allen, I am seriously warning you now, if you don't let Maku go, I will be rude to you!"

"Is it about the impoliteness in that aspect?" Allen seemed to have not heard his words, and his hands were often pressed down, and Ma Ku's face immediately turned pale.

Graal had a heartbroken look on his face. If eyes could kill people, Alan would probably be torn to pieces by him by now. Alan saw it in his eyes, and smiled slightly: "Don't you think that a knight who offended the baron shouldn't be punished?"

"Are you preaching to me?" Graal sneered, "Should a baron who offended the viscount also be punished?"

"Of course." Allen nodded seriously.

Graal was taken aback, and Allen continued, "If you have that ability."

"This... what does this mean!"

"No offense, but the fact is that you can't sanction me at all." Allen said in a cold voice.

"Arrogance! This is too arrogant!" Graal's eyes were wide open, the corners of which were covered with red lines, and he said angrily, "Who gave you the power to dare to be so presumptuous in front of a viscount!"

"No one, what I rely on is my own strength." Allen said lightly: "With my strength, I will be promoted to Viscount soon. And you, for the rest of your life, probably can only stay at In this position. I will move on however, so you better be careful what you say and do. Also, mind the people around you. If they bark like wild dogs, I don't mind shutting them down in my own way. mouth!"

With a flick of his hand, Marcus was thrown back to Graal, Allen made a gesture, and Belmode followed him and left. After walking a few steps, Alan turned his head and said with a bright smile: "By the way, you are not even an obstacle on the way I want to go, my lord Viscount,

So it's better not to do something that confuses me. "

"This is my personal advice."

Graal's face turns blue and turns white. In the end, he stomped his feet fiercely and pulled Marco away from the venue.

Oban sees all this.

"What an arrogant little guy." Auban said with a smile, shaking the wine glass in his hand, he said: "However, there is a shortage of such people here. Let him kill Graal and his arrogance. Save these idiots who really think money can settle everything."

Behind the earl, the oriental man in black said in a deep voice: "But I can also see ambition in him. Such a person will not bow down forever."

"I know, it depends on whether my pool is big enough. Don't worry, Mr. Long. If you can't control him, it's not too late to find a way. Now, I have to rely on him to deal with Daniel."

The count suddenly saw something, raised his glass and nodded, then walked over. The man called Long looked at him silently, and whispered: "I'm afraid that by then, you will have nothing to do with him."

Glancing in the direction of Alan in the venue, Long turned and left, blending into the crowd silently like a ghost.

Allen seemed to sense something, and glanced at where Long was before, but that person had already left. At this time, Roger said: "I heard that Maku is the son of Graal."

Beside Belmod said unexpectedly: "Wait, isn't that idiot Graal's nephew? If he is the son of the viscount, wouldn't it mean..."

Roger shrugged and said: "The life of nobles has always been corrupt, what's so surprising about it. Especially that guy Grall, he doesn't seem to know what morality is. But having said that, it's rare to see Master Allen so...arrogant, Hey."

Allen smiled lightly and said, "We are new here and have been promoted by the earl. It is only natural that we will become thorns in the eyes of others. If we don't act tough at this time, people will only think we are easy to bully. It's just that Ma Ku gave me an excuse Of course, I have to make good use of this opportunity, so that those who have ideas in their hearts can weigh their own weight before making plans."

"There's still trouble, but it's going to be a lot less, isn't it?"

"Then, what's Master Alan's plan next?" Roger frowned and said, "Although the Earl promised that you would repel Dulufu and give you the three villages. But this territory is too small. It's not even a barony."

"Three small villages and a piece of thin land are certainly not good things. But what I want is not this small territory, what I want is the right and title that this territory gives me, and that is enough." Ai Lun raised his glass to signal, and after the three of them clinked glasses and drank, he continued: "Now that I have this territory, no matter how small it is, I am also one of Count Aubain's dependents in name. In this way, there is In name, I can conquer Viscount Daniel. The captured town is my real territory!"

Roger showed a pensive expression, following the rules of the game among nobles. When a nobleman like Allen attached to Earl Auban captured a new territory. The territory is nominally/will belong to Count Auban, and Allen will have the actual management power, and only needs to pay a fee to Count Auban every year. And once Alan's power swells and Earl Auban can't control him, then Alan can choose to leave.

Usually at that time, it will be accompanied by a series of major actions such as the promotion of the title, the expansion of the territory, and the expansion of the army. In these actions, what Roger saw was a lot of opportunities. For every businessman, it's always good to work with the big guys. Because their world is bigger, which means more business opportunities. There is a difference between the big men, those who enjoy high positions but have been stagnant, their business transactions will be more stable, but it also means that their profits are also stable. As for people like Allen, who are constantly attacking higher levels of power, cooperating with them is a risky investment.

That requires the businessman to judge with his own experience and vision. At least so far, Roger believes in his own vision.

The banquet ended in the middle of the night, and Alan received many invitations, most of which were salon parties of some noble ladies, and a small number of party invitations came from the earl's followers, who could be regarded as Alan's colleagues. Allen can refuse the party of noble ladies, but he cannot ignore the invitation of his colleagues. Otherwise, it is not only arrogant, but also rude.

After simply booking a time for the party, Allen and Roger left together. Because he just offended Viscount Graal, Allen asked Bermoder to send Roger back, so that Viscount Graal would not take revenge on him as a collaborator. As for Allen himself, after declining the Earl's carriage pick-up, he walked back to the residence arranged by the Earl in the city.

For Allen, this is a rare opportunity to be alone. Walking in the Ark Harbor under the night, looking at the little lights that have not been extinguished, Allen can fully feel the vitality of the city. This was the first time he had seriously observed the city since he came to Ark Port.

Arkport has improved a lot compared to the cities in the Borderlands, although there is no car as a means of transportation on the streets. However, the lighting in public places and the families of nobles and rich merchants have already used electricity. Just on the outskirts of Ark Port, Allen could see a power station from a distance, using two working units of steam engine and hydraulic engine to supply electricity.

With electricity, the production efficiency of Ark Port is naturally not comparable to that of cities in the border areas, which is also the foundation of the city's prosperity. However, it can be seen from this that the use of energy in the Balegon Empire may not be so lagging behind. If the Ark Port is like this, then the imperial capital located in the northern border, the city at the heart of the empire, should be more developed.

With the understanding of this planet, Allen has gradually put away his initial contempt. Perhaps the civilization of this planet has not reached the height of the earth, but if it is too underestimated, it may be hated on it.

What he sees now is nothing but a Balegon Empire. But this planet is so vast, who knows what else is there besides the empire?

Looking up at the night sky, Allen couldn't help thinking about it. At this moment, there was a slight movement in his heart, it was the feeling of being stalked. Allen remained silent, maintaining his original speed, and turned into a remote alley. There was only one street lamp in the alley, and the light obviously couldn't illuminate the whole alley. Allen walked under the streetlight, stopped suddenly, and then said, "Come out."

There was a sudden breeze in the alley, he turned his head and saw a figure standing at the entrance of the alley. It looked like he should be a man, tall and exuding an invisible pressure. With the help of the light, Allen could barely see that he was covered with a cloak, but the part exposed outside the cloak had light blue skin.

Obviously not humans, but aliens. Allen frowned. So far, the only alien species he has seen in the empire are the Naga tribe on the Santa Terina Sea. The alien in front of him is naturally not those enchanting and beautiful murlocs. This guy appeared in the Ark Port, and he was obviously coming for him, which made Allen feel very strange.

"Found you, my dear 'brother'. It will be an interesting meeting."

The man in the cloak said, but what he spoke was neither Earth language nor the common language of this planet. It was another language that Alan was completely unfamiliar with. Although he couldn't understand it, he could read the unfriendly taste in the words. r1058

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