Marvel Gods Steal

“Throw away all these invitations.”

“Madam, this is…” Looking at Rita’s cold and frosty expression, a maid finally stopped talking.

Then they threw envelopes imprinted with the symbols of various nobles into the brazier.

These are all invitation letters from the nobles to the Duke of the Rhine, but I didn’t expect the Duke to be so unkind, and he didn’t even bother to do superficial kung fu and hypocritical politeness.

And the Duke of the Rhine, that is, the big man who has recently been boiling in the new society, An Chen is also.

For this Lord Duke, whom he had never met, all the maids could not help but feel mysterious and in awe.

After An Chen granted public power to the nobles, he also moved into the Little Rhine Castle.

And the real Rhine Castle is still on a mountainside in the south of England, England.

As for these hired women, they are used to deal with various affairs.

In addition to sorting out housekeeping, there are also some copywriting communications.

And Rita is also the head maid who manages them.

Duh!

High heels paced in.

The chief maid Rita came over with another stack of envelopes.

Look at these envelopes that smell of perfume, mixed with pink, and fill the girl’s heart. The maids knew that this was an invitation letter from a noble maiden, and it was the only one that would not be cremated.

“As yesterday, the reply is handled in a unified manner.” Rita said.

Heaven have mercy, this is the first time that the maids have a pitiful mind for a noble girl.

However, when they thought that the men of the noble girls mothing to the fire were the masters of this castle, some maids couldn’t help but have strange thoughts.

Rita finished the paperwork and went outside the corridor to direct some other maids to clean up the housework.

It was their fifth day of moving to Petit Rhine Castle.

And An Chen was busy socializing with the nobles, and he hadn’t even seen this castle properly.

Of course, to be precise, most of them are socializing with aristocratic girls.

…

At a banquet for the London aristocracy.

In the palatial hall, ladies in gorgeous long dresses and men in suits are constantly coming and going. It is either rich or expensive here, and it can be said that if this place is completely bombed, the whole of Britain will lose a small half of the upper class.

To this end, in order to avoid Nazi missile fire, anti-aircraft guns were even mobilized to guard nearby.

This is what power tastes like.

And our Duke of the Rhine is now at the center of this stage.

“My Lord Duke, your title of Rhine is truly worthy of its name.” An aristocratic girl wearing a floor-length dress smiled sweetly.

The delicate face hung his head, and he whispered in An Chen’s ear, “But I prefer your nickname of the Thunder Grand Duke.” ”

An Cheng smiled and said nothing.

Duke of the Rhine, is his official title.

However, in the noble circle, there is the name of the Grand Duke of Thunder.

Now the nobles are dukes, and they basically do not have the right to divide the land, but An Chen is different.

On the surface, a large area of land in the south of England still belongs to the British mainland, but the tax has already been secretly allocated to An Chen himself. Even more historically reversing, he even had a personal guard of 1,000 men.

Therefore, this is undoubtedly beyond the authority of the duke, so the name of the grand duke is circulated in aristocratic circles.

“Rhein?”

An Chen said with a smile, this is the transliteration of lion. And thunder, naturally, is the embodiment of its own ability.

And the noble girl who came in front of her, the words of compliment pointed to the same outstanding ability below her.

Looking at the eldest daughter of the Duke of Wellington, Miss Lucini, An Chen couldn’t help but show a smile, in the past five days, many noble girls came forward to usher in.

Among them, they are either instructed by the family or interested.

Lucini leaned against the balcony, supporting her chin with one hand, and at this height of the sun, she could see the crowd in the hall below.

“Rumors?”

An Chen seemed to hear what she was saying.

An Chen smiled, “You remember wrong, otherwise how could you ask me out?” ”

Lucini smiled generously, “By the way, I forgot to reintroduce myself, I am the bishop of White Chess, and I specially invited you to become my White King.” ”

PS: Ask for flowers! ，。