Successors of all mankind

At this point, she paused, looked at Yu Le, and smiled:

"Moreover, Mr. Jules, you probably don't know that the second head of the Robespierre family, who truly brought prosperity to the family, shares the same name as you, namely Jules Robespierre. Therefore, many people in the Robespierre family are called Jules!"

"And this prestigious surname is said to have originated from an ancient sage of humankind, but unfortunately, it is so ancient that even they themselves did not know who it was!"

"But what's even more interesting and well-known is that both Robespierre and Robespierre claim that their bloodline comes from that great man named Robespierre, whose identity none of them knows."

"And for this, three completely different versions and 'objects' were compiled!"

"Ah, glory to mankind, it would be very interesting if that great man knew about this."

Are nobles vying for Robespierre's name?

If it's the Robespierre I know, then it's indeed very interesting, because it's hellish...

However, upon hearing this, Yu Le paused for a moment, looked at the other person, and then, after a brief pause, reacted and said:

"Thank you for sharing, ma'am."

"Just call me Miss. I'm not married and don't have a fiancé. So, please don't get the title wrong, but it's quite easy to tell."

She extended her left hand, revealing a rough silver ring on her index finger:

"Ladies who are unmarried or unwed will put on a ring here to tell others."

"Of course, some people don't like wearing rings, but if you do wear one, be sure not to get the title wrong."

The strange young woman lowered her hand and tucked it back into her coarse robe. But her voice didn't stop:

"For noblewomen, misusing a title is a very serious offense, second only to an unfounded and unreasonable demand that a noblewoman test her genetic purity!"

"Both of these are very serious matters, and nobles will avoid such situations, especially the latter!"

Yu Le hurriedly apologized:

"Excuse me, miss, it's me."

"No need to apologize. I'm not some noblewoman, and there's nothing wrong with addressing me as 'madam.' After all, not every young lady or lady likes to wear rings. There has to be a convenient general term, doesn't there?"

She interrupted Yu Le's apology and tilted her head at Yu Le in a slightly playful manner.

This small gesture made the atmosphere between the two people even more harmonious.

As the two walked further and further down the street.

The strange but very friendly lady stopped, lifted her long robe to wear as a skirt, bowed slightly, and looked at Yu Le with a smile:

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Jules!"

"I think that's about enough, so I'm leaving."

Finally, please allow me to thank you for your company.

Yu Le expressed her deep gratitude:

"I should be the one thanking you!"

She smiled but didn't say anything more, only uttering the following sentence:

"May the glory of mankind protect you, Mr. Jules!"

"May the glory of mankind also bless you, dear lady!"

Yu Le imitated their less-than-perfect way of returning the gift.

As it all came to an end, the strange young lady looked around at herself with a peculiar expression.

Something changed that she couldn't put into words.

People who have always sought human blessings but never thought they could truly receive them, when this beautiful blessing finally falls.

But she knew nothing at all.

Praise be to mankind, may mankind's glory endure forever.

Chapter 33 Aristocratic Language

Confused, the woman walked forward for a while longer, then stopped as if remembering something and said:

“Mr. Jules, I’ve heard that nobles with titles often have their own guard knights.”

“These knights are not only equipped with the best gear by their lords, but many of them are also psionicists with powers that ordinary people cannot comprehend.”

"They will stay by their lord's side at all times to eliminate any risks."

Really? I've never seen a knight or anything like that next to the tax collector.

It seems the other party is not of a high enough level.

"Thank you for sharing, I understand, dear lady!"

Seeing that Yu Le didn't seem to have any other ideas, the woman carefully examined him for a while before smiling and adding a little more:

"The last one is that the nobles are said to have their own language, but the languages ​​used by nobles in different regions are also different. However, they all know two common languages, one of which is the one we use now!"

"Based on this, I think that Robespierre's family, which comes from across the kingdom, probably doesn't speak the language of our local nobles!"

Do nobles even have their own language?

This discovery caught Yule somewhat off guard.

However, do the aristocrats in different regions have different rules?

After carefully examining the woman, Yu Le said with great gratitude:

Thank you for sharing.

"You're welcome, Mr. Jules!"

After laughing, she wrapped her robe tighter and disappeared into the crowd.

It was at this moment that the two people approaching the gate said:

“My lord, those people are surrounding us.”

While Yu Le was chatting with the strange woman, the two of them keenly noticed that the guards who had been lagging far behind were slowly gathering around them.

Moreover, the number of people didn't match up; some people had disappeared from their sight.

Based on their years of hunting experience, this is very likely that they have already reached them.

What are they trying to do?

Has the tax season gone mad?

The two people at the gate were extremely nervous.

However, after they told Yu Le all of this...

Yu Le didn't react much; he just patted the door and their shoulders.

"It's nothing, trust me!"

Then, with a calm and collected demeanor, he walked up to the group of guards and said:

"Let's go back. You've had enough of relaxing. I think Barkley is back too."

The other party clearly did not expect Yule to react this way.

Shouldn't they realize something is wrong and prepare to run away?

Before he could react, he saw Yu Le looking at him with amusement and saying:

"What, you dog, trying to make decisions for your master? Lead the way, I'm tired."

After saying that, the guard said nothing more, but turned slightly to the side and lowered his head, saying:

"I'll show you the way."

The tax collector's men carefully surrounded the three entertainment venues in the middle.

Although they didn't launch an attack, it was clear they wouldn't be allowed to escape in the slightest.

As they approached the tax collector's mansion.

From a distance, Yu Le saw the portly tax collector and a middle-aged man standing in front of him.

The other person was wearing a dark blue high-necked robe, the style of which was somewhat similar to European military uniforms from the Industrial Revolution era.

The difference is that the leggings don't have a signboard.

With just one glance, Yu Le knew that the tax official must have told his superiors about his affairs.

Then the people above him began to doubt his origins.

Even the worst possibility is that the other party is already convinced that they are an imposter.

But since they haven't taken immediate action, there's still a chance!

Upon seeing Yu Le, the leader of the nobles sneered.

Tax collector Truman, in a fit of rage, pointed at his subordinates and berated them:

"Why did you let him swagger over here? Why didn't you arrest him? Haven't you embarrassed me enough already?"

The thought of how I groveled before a lowly commoner is unbearable.

I was furious when the tax season ended.

But he insisted that his men not let these people escape and that they must be brought back.

But why did you bunch of good-for-nothings still send those people back, treating them like royalty, just like before?

What, is it that I haven't embarrassed myself enough in front of Lord Xun?

At this point, Lord Xun shook his head repeatedly as he looked at the tax collector and said:

"These are your men? You've got some nerve, but you can't blame them, after all, you're the one who's so stupid."

"Also, I think you should forget about your gene purification agent!"

Upon hearing that his greatest hope was about to be lost, the tax collector almost knelt down in despair.

He joined in without hesitation, all for the sake of the gene extract that was promised to him!

With that, his noble status and the noble status of his descendants would be preserved!

"My lord, please, I beg you to show some leniency! This is my only hope!"

The tax collection at this moment is no different from the previous documents.

The big fish eat the small fish, and the same applies to the nobility.

Seeing that Lord Xun remained unmoved, he glanced at Yu Le, who was still standing there unharmed.

The tax collector, speechless, pointed at his subordinates and began to curse them:

"Is he deaf? Arrest him! I'm going to skin this beast alive!"

His men then seemed to wake from a dream and immediately tried to grab Yu Le.

But Yu Le rebuked him:

"If your filthy hands dare to touch me, you can forget about ever getting your hands back!"

The subordinates had all witnessed Yu Le's submissive attitude during the previous tax collection process.

Furthermore, since they still haven't figured out the specifics, they've all subconsciously remained where they are.

They dared not advance an inch.

Seeing the Lord's increasingly disdainful gaze, the tax collector had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and say:

"He's a fake! Don't just stand there, skin him alive!"

But Yu Le's voice was even louder!

"Are you going to declare war on Robespierre on behalf of the slave Nor?"

This statement did not intimidate his subordinates, who had no idea who Robespierre was.

But it piqued Lord Xun's interest.

"Stop!"

The tax collector's subordinates immediately stopped and stood still.