Extraordinary Earl

Chapter 523 Going to the meeting alone! !
What did Luther Pompeii do in the Shadow Council! ! !
Stolen the elemental oven of the ancient magic city, this is the "energy core" of the magic city, the grade is second only to the "eternal oven", and it is priceless.

To be honest, Luther's Pompeii magic city is not as high as this "elemental oven".

Kill the general of Ormes, Augustus.

A legend! ! ! !

Although it is traditional to be above the Shadow Council, it also requires some strength.Luther is just an elite mid-level knight now, killing the legendary Augustus.

If the people in the upper echelons know about this, wouldn't they be pissed off?

It is better for us not to touch this brow.

After standing outside the city for a while, Luther and Miss Xinia entered the Golden City. This time Luther planned to go to the meeting alone.

Although Luther complained about the defense of the Golden City, after entering the city, he had to admit the prosperity of the Golden City.

This is an old metropolis.

Various mansions, various works of art, and most importantly, a prosperous population.

Although the population of Pompeii is also increasing, it will take some time before it can match the population of the Golden City.

And Luther believed that if he got the Golden City, and the entire north of Orange, and combined Orange into one, Pompeii Magic City would become the capital of this huge territory.

There will be more people, going to live in Pompeii.

The brightest metropolis in Orange, no, the brightest metropolis in Prussia must be Pompeii Magic City.

Luther had a little taste of the prosperity of the Golden City, and then took Miss Xinia to the Chelsea Advertising Agency on the bustling commercial street.

I remember that it was from here that I broke into the social circle of the Golden City and became a big shot in Orange.Luther looked up at the signboard, then walked in with a smile.

The advertising company was still the same, very deserted, only a few employees were there, and Luther didn't know any of them.

"Is there anything you can do?" A waitress came out and saluted Luther.

"I'm Luther, Pompeii, and I'm looking for Al, Libya." Luther bowed gracefully.The waitress was stunned, including several employees.

Luther, Pompey! ! ! !

In Orange today, there are probably not many people who have never heard of Luther Pompey.

The life of this great man is simply a legend.It took a lot of time for these employees to recover a little from the shock.The waitress said in a panic: "Please wait a moment, I will go to Mr. Al."

After finishing speaking, the waitress trotted away and bumped into a chair.The rest of the employees respectfully invited Luther to Mr. Al's office.

Luther chose a cleaner chair to sit down, because Al, Libya is a guy who can play office romances.

Sitting in this guy's office, you need to be careful of falling into a "trap" and getting something strange.

"You just need to stand." Luther saw that Miss Xinia also wanted to sit, and said quickly.

Miss Xinia nodded kindly.

Luther waited for a short time, and two cups of hot coffee came up first. After a few sips of the coffee, Al, the guy from Libya ran over.

The attire looked disheveled and had clearly been rushed.

"Hi, Mr. Al." Luther smiled and gave Mr. Al a hug. From a personal point of view, the two were considered friends.

Mr. Al also hugged Luther, and then parted, complaining: "Luther, would you send someone to say hello before you come? Every time you are in such a hurry, it makes me very messy."

Luther really thought about it, the last time he came to see Mr. Al was when Mr. Al was having a tryst with his mistress in the forest.

Luther smiled apologetically and said, "I will pay attention next time."

"Tell me, what do you want to see me for?" Mr. Al asked while sitting behind his desk.

"There is indeed something." Luther smiled, and then said: "I want to meet your lord, His Excellency the Earl of Libya."

"Why don't you go directly to the Earl?" Mr. Al rolled his eyes, joking, now that White Eagle is on an equal footing with Libya, isn't it just that White Eagle's heir wants to see the Earl of Libya?
"Teasing me?" Mr. Al said angrily.

"This is a private meeting, and it is impolite to visit without an introducer." Luther said with a smile.

Mr. Al was taken aback when he heard this. He was not an idiot, on the contrary, he was quite clever, and he noticed a difference in Luther's attitude.

He carefully looked at Luther's expression, Luther was serious like a general about to go into battle.

"What do you want to do when you see the Earl?" Mr. Al asked tentatively.

"Private communication." Luther said with a smile, his tone was tight.

"Okay, you come with me." Mr. Al finally gave up the idea of ​​inquiring, nodded, adjusted his clothes a little, and stood up.

"Okay." Luther also stood up, walked out with Miss Xinia and Mr. Al, and got into Mr. Al's exquisite carriage together.

"By the way, where did you find your female companion? She looks very cold." Mr. Al glanced at Miss Xinia and teased.

He had never seen Luther ever had a female companion.

"This is a white dragon." Luther said with a smile.

Mr. Al immediately stopped talking. You kid is sick. You raised a red dragon and a white dragon? ?How many dragons do you want to raise?
All the way without words, Mr. Al brought Luther to the Earl's Mansion, and invited Luther to sit down in the hall, and then went to the study on the second floor to find the Earl of Libya.

The Earl of Libya was still the same, with big and energetic eyes, straight and sharp eyebrows like swords, and a big beard.

He is tall and powerful, full of official authority.

This iron-fisted Earl has ruled Orange for many years, and before the rise of the White Eagle, it has always been the flag of Orange.

Even now.

When people mention Orange, the first thing that comes to mind is His Excellency the Earl of Libya.

When Mr. Al came, the count of Libya was writing poetry, which was a little hobby of his own.Nobles, they have been nurtured in this aspect since childhood.

"Your Excellency, Luther Pompeii is here to see you." Mr. Al leaned forward and said.

"He came to see me through you?" The Count of Libya put down his pen, feeling very strange about this matter.

"He said he wanted a private meeting." Mr. Al nodded.

"What's the purpose?" the earl felt even more strange, and asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know." Mr. Al shook his head.

"What on earth is he trying to do?" The Count of Libya was very puzzled. He opened the window to let the wind blow in.

The cool wind chilled his skin, but his mind was full of question marks.

Private meeting? !
(End of this chapter)