Happy people from Blue Star

Chapter 128 Are you coming to a duel?Lost the one in a small skirt!
Hardy smiled and stopped talking.

Perrin was a little unwilling to give up, and asked, "How true is this news?"

"Eight points."

That's pretty high too.

Marquis Perrin's face changed drastically: "No, I can't waste time and opportunities like this anymore. Udal, go to Nightingale Street and help me buy a batch of medicine. I want to have fun before the Temple of Light closes the sacred place. "

A short servant rushed out first, and then Perrin also saluted Hardy before turning around and leaving.

Hardy shook his head helplessly, and could only wish the other party a good time.

Hardy spent the next two days at the hotel, learning magic.

He held the blue battle flag in one hand and a book in the other.

The divine power of light transmitted from the blue battle flag not only nourished his soul, but also nourished his body.

In the past two days, the goddess of light has not appeared, even with the blue battle flag, she did not appear.

But in the middle of the night, an unexpected person came.

Mrs. Anna who can be invisible.

"I miss you so much, miss you so much!"

Apart from this sentence, Mrs. Anna couldn't say anything else.

After using the invisibility technique to appear in the room, it was a physical contest between the two.

At the same time, it was another 'Good Friday' for Mrs. Anna.

Not only did she have to resist the strange feeling in her body, she went to sleep in another room.

At the same time, she has to endure the guilt towards her husband and the torture of morality.

Because in many cases, the will of a person cannot resist the instinct of the body.

She also gradually felt very comfortable, and thought of enjoying it in the second half of the night.

It was already dawn, she changed out of her almost drenched clothes, looked at the rising sun outside, with mixed expressions of joy and sorrow, very contradictory.

On the one hand, she felt refreshed, comfortable and happy, on the other hand, her own morality was seriously collapsed.

She just got up and wanted to take a shower before her husband got up, but she saw another self appearing in the room.

Mrs. Anna looked at her other self, who had a blushing face and a little 'strawberry' on her neck. He couldn't help cursing angrily, "If you do this, how will I face Victor in the future? I don't want to be a bad woman!"

"You're not a bad woman, who is?" Mrs. Anna, who knows the invisibility technique, snorted coldly: "When you abandoned old Hardy and married wealth and power, you are no different from Bichi in my eyes." What a difference!"

Mrs. Anna's face turned pale!

Mrs. Anna, who can be invisible, further poked people's hearts: "You can't face Victor, but are you qualified to face old Hardy and the current little Hardy? Hypocrisy!"

After she finished cursing, she turned into a ray of light and fell into Mrs. Anna's body.

As for Mrs. Anna, she held her face in her hands, tears streaming from her fingers.

Hardy was naturally unaware of the sharp conflict between the two Anna ladies, and he also felt refreshed at this moment.

Madam Anna is indeed a professional, she can fight him back and forth, and she is much stronger than the head maid Lilian.

He took a shower, put on a bathrobe, and lay on the railing of the balcony, watching the people coming and going below.

Then, he saw the Marquis of Perrin coming out of the carriage.

To be exact, he was helped out, and then he was helped into the hotel.

Hardy's eyesight is quite good, and he can clearly see that the Marquis of Perrin's legs are walking unsteadily, and he is swinging slightly.

He had a dry expression on his face.

Hardy shook his head.

At noon on the first day, Hardy received a message from Jeanne's family asking him to gather at the manor.

Hardy rushed over with a dozen scouts.

Letting the scouts wait outside, he entered the manor by himself.

At this time, it was noon, the sun was just right, and the main hall was also very bright.

Mrs. Sissy was wearing a pale yellow long dress, combing her ladylike hair, earrings and a gemstone necklace shining like stars under the light source.

She sat at the head of the long table, and the other lords hadn't arrived yet, and she was alone here, looking beautiful and lonely.

It wasn't until Hardy came up to her that she heard a voice, and her eyes were numb, and then she came alive.

"You came early."

"I'm afraid that other lords will embarrass you, so I rushed over directly." Hardy replied.

Madam Sissy smiled: "Thank you for your concern. By the way, I heard that you plotted against the Marquis of Perrin!"

"Why did I bully him?" Hardy felt puzzled.

"I heard that he fainted in the Temple of Light, and he was irradiated by the powerful resuscitation technique four times before he woke up."

Hardy suddenly realized: "No wonder he looked like he was about to die when he returned to the hotel. He played so fiercely, it was outrageous."

"The Marquis of Perrin is a member of the Lion faction, and he wants to support the northern faction." Madam Sissy smiled slyly: "Today is the royal family's policy day, if he can't be there, we will support the southern faction, and there will be less opponent."

While she was talking, the lord came in from outside, and then people came one after another.

During this period, as the new owner of Jeanne's family, she naturally had to greet other people, so she stopped chatting with Hardy.

After everyone had arrived, Mrs. Sissy said: "Now let me confirm again, all of us agree to support the Southern faction, right?"

The lords did not speak, and they agreed by default.

"Then make a statistics now, how much you are willing to send troops, and if you don't send troops, how much money you are willing to contribute, give a letter." Mrs. Sissy smiled and said, "It can be used as a reference when distributing battle achievements and spoils in the future."

Many people have reported their own 'replies'.

It fully demonstrates the basic rule of giving money if you have money, and people if you have no money.

But when the atmosphere was full of enthusiasm, someone suddenly asked: "Ms. Sissy, I want to know, Your Excellency, is it sending troops or paying money! He is sitting next to you, sitting in the front row, but he has not said a word. "

Just as Hardy was about to speak, Mrs. Sissy stretched out her right hand and stopped Hardy.

She looked at the middle-aged lord who spoke out, and said, "It's been less than half a year since Hardy got Hukaro City, and he hasn't been on the right track yet. He doesn't need anyone to pay, but he's still standing here, willing to accompany us Going to fight in the Aigaka Empire is an expression of loyalty and bravery in itself."

"Then Mrs. Sissy, how many soldiers and logistics funds do you think Your Excellency Hardy can convert into?"

There is a trap in these words, which means to 'objectify' Hardy, which is an implicit humiliation for the nobles.

But in fact, it still depends on whether the individual cares about this statement.

Like Hardy doesn't care at all.

Mrs. Sissy turned her head and glanced at Hardy. Seeing that he was not afraid, she felt at ease, and then said: "Do you think the command ability and tactical diversity brought by a nightmare knight can be measured by money?"

"I just don't accept it. Why does this kid have the same treatment as us without paying anything?"

Mrs. Sissy wrinkled her beautiful slender eyebrows.

Has this person lost his basic ability to make judgments because of jealousy?

The Jeanna family doesn't need such a pig teammate.

In the future, he has to be kicked out of Rang Na's circle of influence.

At this time, Hardy smiled: "If you don't accept it, you can fight. White-glove duel, life or death, isn't this the tradition of our Francie hunk! Come or not, Lord Lord. Whoever loses will wear black stockings , and then walk around the street in a small skirt."

A group of people laughed, and the lunatic wanted to fight the Nightmare Knight.

Still four meters tall Nightmare Rider.

I'm afraid the shit would come out if it wasn't for the beating.

This kid looked pale and weak, he didn't expect to be so aggressive.

You can't mess with him casually in the future.

And the lord's face was almost green.

He is not a traditional aristocrat, and he doesn't like to wear stockings and skirts.

(End of this chapter)