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"I don't really understand." Melantha shook her head:

"I still want to eat something that doesn't taste good, isn't it just to make me suffer?"

"The nobles just like to make mistakes. They have created many brilliant civilizations and made many brilliant achievements, and they have become the elite class of this land as a matter of course. But similarly, as time goes by, they decay, solidify, The real aristocracy may still exist, but the spirit that belongs to the aristocracy is still gone. Looking up to the stars is like a product of the stubborn tradition of the traditional aristocrats. This product should have been eliminated, but because of This kind of product was born together with the aristocratic group, so, over time, eating starry sky pie has become the mainstream of the aristocrats."

"Isn't this strange?" Melantha couldn't understand:

"Master, are nobles all idiots?"

"I can't say that, I can only say that many traditional nobles are idiots." Luo Shu smiled:

"In fact, they know that looking up at the starry sky pie is unpalatable, but this kind of pie is no longer for eating, but for showing the taste of nobility."

"This is ridiculous."

"Yeah, it's ridiculous. However, sometimes the practices of those traditional nobles are so unreasonable. That's why there are new nobles and class conflicts."

"I feel that I understand it, but I feel that I don't understand it."

"You'll understand later."

Luo Shu smiled and put his hand on the top of Melansha's head, rubbing it gently.

Feels awesome...

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At night, in the luxurious manor purchased by the Karan Trading Company in Askara County.

Inside the manor, the castle named Red Lion Castle was brightly lit.

It seems that a grand banquet is being held.

This movement naturally caused discussions among all parties in Askara County.

Because it is rare to see this manor so lively.

After all, not everyone can become a partner with the Karan Trading Company, just because of one point.

This Karan trading company is not only a national enterprise of Kjerag, but also a symbol of the Shivaash family, who is now in power in Kjerag.

Therefore, many people are very curious about who can get such courtesy.

It is a pity that the Kjerag new army stationed in Askara County in the periphery has imposed martial law around the manor.

Since the manor itself is located in the wealthy area of ​​the core city of Ascala County, no one can find out what kind of distinguished guests the brightly lit manor is welcoming tonight.

However, two outsiders, under the watchful eyes of various forces in Askara County, stepped into the gate of the manor that seemed to be heavily guarded. Even the local nobles in Askara County were warned not to disturb them tonight.

For a while, all forces in Askara County became very curious about these two strange outsiders.

"Really, do you have to be so high-profile?"

The sufferer felt a bit of a headache, she never thought that Mostima would choose such a grandiose way to visit this heavily guarded private estate:

"Aren't you the one who hates trouble the most? Is it really appropriate to do this?"

"Why is it inappropriate?" Mostima tilted his head:

"We were visiting normally. Didn't you already report it, so is there any problem with walking?"

"There's nothing wrong with this, but I always feel like you're making trouble on purpose again?"

"How could it be?" Mostima showed a faint indifferent smile:

"Conspiracy theorists always like to scare themselves. Do you think Shivaash's family has been in Askara County for so many years, even if we visit secretly this time, how likely is it not to be discovered?"

"what do you mean?"

"From the moment the night fell, this manor was full of eyeliners from all sides. Don't forget that Victoria is in a troubled time now. Besides, Victorians have always had a tradition of xenophobia, right?"

"But, isn't that what we're doing to add fuel to the fire?"

"It's their freedom to think what they like, whether it's aristocrats or politicians, don't you know that these people have always been good at chasing rumors?"

Mostima paused for a moment, then put her hands behind her head, and looked around with great interest:

"Those people live such a tiring and boring life, so why should I care about what they do?"

The suffering declarant couldn't help being stunned when he heard the words, and she understood immediately.

Mostima has always been like this.

You can be indifferent to anything.

What's more, the narrator of the ordeal knew very well that even if those people wanted to check something, they were doomed to get nothing from Mastema.

"Let's go, I'm looking forward to the prophet's reaction."

Mostima showed a smile that the narrator couldn't see through. She didn't know whether behind this smile was the real free and easy, or hidden some deep meaning that she didn't know.

As for the Lateran prophet, after so many years of research, she still knows very little.

If it hadn't been for Luo Shu's sudden appearance in Londinium and her previous contact with Penguin Logistics, she probably wouldn't have known that the prophet had chosen to join a well-known pharmaceutical company in the international community.