Chapter 9

"Ka Er, what's going on?"

Wei Er Ke Weila frowned, urging his steward with an unkind tone.

He couldn't wait to leave this broken place and find a decent place to stay.

Urged by his own young master, the steward Ka Er became even more impatient; he raised his volume again and shouted at the backs of Roko and his group.

"The ones in front! Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what our young master said?"

"Hurry up and get lost! Don't delay the business of our Young Master Wei Er Ke!"

He even took two steps forward, trying to use his aura to pressure the other party to give way.

However, just as he took the second step, he felt a cold murderous aura lock onto him.

Hate Gelin slowly turned his head, those sharp eyes like a hawk's, coldly staring at the steward Ka Er.

Just one look made Ka Er feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar, and the words behind him instantly got stuck in his throat.

His face turned a bit pale, and his footsteps also subconsciously stopped.

The aura of a peak Great Knight, how could he, a small Initial Stage Knight, withstand it?

Wei Er Ke Weila also sensed that something was wrong.

The strength of the other party's guard captain seemed to far exceed his expectations.

And, the other party's excellent armor, the spirited warhorse under their crotches, and that aura of strict discipline and killing all indicated that this was definitely not an ordinary guard squad.

Wei Er Ke's face changed slightly, and his irritability was replaced by a trace of vigilance.

He narrowed his eyes, carefully sizing up the knight team blocking the front, and the young man leading them who didn't look very old.

That young man wore well-tailored noble attire, his face calm, his temperament composed, without any reaction to the shouting on his side.

This made him feel a bit unhappy.

But what really made Wei Er Ke feel a bit panicked and uneasy was an emblem worn on the young man's chest.

That was an ancient and exquisite emblem, the main body being a griffin about to spread its wings and fly, with raging flames burning all around it.

Flame Griffin!

Wei Er Ke's breathing stalled violently.

In the Black Kingdom, there was only one Marquis family that used the Flame Griffin as their family emblem!

The Raymond Family!

That Raymond Family that ruled the rich Twilight City, had a glorious reputation at the kingdom's border, and had unfathomable strength!

A layer of fine cold sweat instantly seeped out on Wei Er Ke's forehead.

Although he was the son of a Count, in front of the Raymond Marquis Family, he was not enough to look at.

The gap between the two was like a firefly and the bright moon.

He never expected that a group of people he met casually would be people from the Raymond Family!

And looking at the scale and strength of the other party's guard squad, the status of the young man leading them in the Raymond Family probably wasn't low!

Thinking of his steward's rude shouting just now, Wei Er Ke's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

He hurriedly glared fiercely at his steward Ka Er, wishing he could kick him to death.

A stupid idiot who couldn't accomplish anything but could ruin everything!

The steward Ka Er was scared by Wei Er Ke's murderous look and shuddered all over, also belatedly realizing the seriousness of the problem.

His face turned ashen, and his legs began to tremble.

Just at this moment, Roko, who had been silent, finally made a move.

He didn't look back, just said flatly.

"Hate."

"Yes, Young Master."

Hate Gelin immediately responded respectfully, withdrawing the gaze that had almost suffocated the steward Ka Er.

Roko gently pulled the reins, and the spirited horse under him stepped with elegant and steady steps, preparing to leave the area of the teleportation array exit.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at Wei Er Ke Weila and his group of followers at all.

As if they were just a group of insignificant air.

This thorough ignoring was more embarrassing to Wei Er Ke than any scolding or mockery.

His face turned red and white, his lips moved a few times, but he couldn't say a single word.

He didn't dare.

In front of the Raymond Family's Flame Griffin emblem, his status as a Count's son was not enough to look at.

If he really angered the other party, let alone he was just a "discarded son" about to head to pioneer a territory, even if his father, Count Weila, came in person, he would probably have to weigh the consequences.

Watching Roko and his group about to leave, Wei Er Ke's heart was filled with humiliation and unwillingness.

But he could only clench his teeth tightly, watching the other party's back disappear around the street corner.

The followers behind him were also silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to breathe.

The arrogance that was just shouting just now had vanished without a trace.

"Let's, let's go..."

Wei Er Ke squeezed these words out from between his teeth, his voice dry and hoarse.

He just wanted to quickly leave this place that made him lose all face.

Roko led the team, advancing unhurriedly on the streets of the provincial capital of Xin Feng Province.

He didn't pay attention to the small episode behind him; to him, that was just an insignificant little matter on the journey.

Fula in his arms also seemed to sense the disappearance of the tense atmosphere just now, and her tense little body gradually relaxed.

Only she still didn't dare to look up at the surroundings, her furry ears twitching lightly.

"Find a place to stay first and rest."

Roko instructed Hate beside him.

Three consecutive days of teleportation, although protected by the magic array, the fatigue brought by space conversion still existed.

And, he also needed time to carefully select a suitable pioneering territory.

"Yes, Young Master."

Hate responded immediately, preparing to send people to find a suitable inn or buy a temporary residence.

However, just at this moment, a group of people on the street ahead walked up quickly.

Leading them was a middle-aged man wearing a decent steward outfit, his hair combed meticulously.

His face wore a humble and eager smile, his gaze accurately falling on the Flame Griffin emblem on Roko's chest.

【Name: Philip (Duke Auston's Steward)】

【Level: Mid-stage Silver Knight】

【Talent: A+】

【Status: Healthy】

【Favorability: 60】

【Loyalty: 0】

Duke Auston's steward?

Roko's heart moved slightly.

The only Duke family in Xin Feng Province.

It seemed that the news of his arrival had already reached the ears of this highest ruler of the province.

Philip walked quickly to Roko's horse and performed an impeccable noble salute.

"Respected Raymond Young Master, good afternoon."

His voice was gentle and respectful, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"I am Philip, steward of Duke Auston's mansion; ordered by my Duke, I have come specially to welcome you."

"The Duke heard that a young talent from the Raymond Family has arrived in Xin Feng Province and is overjoyed; a light banquet has already been prepared in the mansion."

"Hoping to wash away the dust for you, I hope you can do us the honor."

Philip's attitude was very sincere, and his words were extremely polite.

Roko looked at him, thinking silently in his heart.

This Duke Auston was quite well-informed, and his reaction was fast enough.

Just after he finished dealing with that idiot Wei Er Ke, his people arrived.

The Duke of Xin Feng Province was promoted from Marquis only in the last few decades; his foundation was still shallow, and his connections and influence were far inferior to those old Duke families.

Winning over people from the Raymond Family was indeed a good move for them.

Go or not?