Extraordinary Noble

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Colin was at his limit with Miss Fran to the ball, but he was not interested in playing at the ball. He is not interested in these people in Cold Iron City.

After all, everyone may become enemies in the future.

This will be very grand, and of course the food and beverages will be very luxurious. After Colin came to the buffet table, he saw a dazzling array of food.

Not to mention cakes, snacks and other foods, as long as it is meat, it is the meat of magical creatures

Colin didn't care, he picked up the plate and started to eat the food on the table, specializing in the meat of magical creatures. However, although he eats quickly and a lot, he still eats very elegantly.

Nobles, some habits are deeply rooted.

Colin ate a lot of plates and still eating. His current strength is at the peak of level 4, and his dual bloodlines are divine. Many of the magical creatures present are of level 3 or 4, and he has no difficulty in eating them.

"Have you ever eaten the meat of a magical creature?" A slightly sarcastic voice sounded in Colin's ear. Colin turned his head and saw a handsome boy with black hair.

"I've eaten it. But I've never eaten it so easily." Colin smiled lightly, then picked up another plate of Warcraft meat without changing his face, and began to feast on it.

The handsome young man shook his head gently and sighed, "Understood. You shouldn't have a surname, right? How could Jima invite someone like you."

"Why can't I come? As for surnames, this is not an empire, and there is no House of Lords to manage surnames. I can choose any surname for myself, can't I? Well, how about a Teutonic?"

Facing this kind of unprovoked guy, Colin has never been cowardly, raised his head and said happily.

This is the Secret Realm Continent, although it is also full of noble laws. Many great people are proud of their surnames with ancestral glory.

But there are also many great magicians from civilian backgrounds who disdain to add a surname to themselves.

Simply put, as Colin said. If he is a commoner, he can give himself a surname at will.

For example, Colin Teutonic, Colin Clinton or something.

"Vulgar guy. The surname is not what you want to take. It is the proof that we have inherited from our great ancestors. Every great surname will have a great ancestor."

The handsome boy wasn't angry either, just smiled contemptuously, as if looking at a bumpkin.

"Oh. Wouldn't it be fine if I become the ancestor who didn't have a big one? In the future, my descendants will be proud of their surname Teuton." Colin chuckled.

The handsome boy is finally **** off by Colin, the arrogant hillbilly. He snorted softly, turned and left with a goblet full of wine.

Colin also sighed, then shook his head. He didn't eat anymore, he didn't want to be noticed. Having nothing to do, Colin came to the corner of the ballroom with a glass of wine and sat down on a single red sofa. Just look at the men and women at the dance, or dance on the dance floor, or chat with wine glasses.

"It seems that I haven't participated in this kind of dance for a long time. During this time, I was either on a mission or on the way to perform a mission. When I graduate from the Dark City and go back to the Zoroa Islands to work hard, I will hold a dance like this. Bar."

In addition to being out of place, Colin is still a little envious.

After embarking on the path of transcendence, he has been non-stop, but now that he thinks about it carefully, he rarely rests and entertains. Life can't be extraordinary for extraordinary's sake.

"Mr. Colin? What are you thinking?" Colin turned his head to look at Miss Fran and Miss Jima, who were holding hands. It was Miss Jima who spoke, but she was curious.

Colin raised his brows and intuitively told him that this girl might be the real unruly lady, and it was difficult to deal with.

"I miss my hometown. Hyland." Colin replied with a smile.

"Hyland? What's that place?" Miss Jiema let go of Miss Fran, asked the footman to bring in two round stools, then sat down with Miss Fran, and continued to ask curiously.

Miss Fran does know where it is, a small village somewhere in the secret realm of the sky. Colin himself didn't tell her, she secretly checked the identity information that Colin filled in when he joined the job.

"A small village in the secret territory of the sky." Colin said casually.

"Oh. The secret realm in the sky. I seem to have heard of it. It is a secret realm with decent strength." Miss Jima was no longer interested.

"Listen to Fran, your swordsmanship is very strong." Then she asked a question that interests her.

"Ordinary level." Colin replied casually, shaking the glass in his hand, then lowered his head and took a sip.

"The more you say that, the more curious I become. This girl Fran can't lie. Well, at least she won't lie about swordsmanship." Miss Jiema pinched her white and smooth chin and glanced at Fran. Miss.

Miss Fran glared at Miss Jiema.

"I don't know if his swordsmanship is strong or not, but he's definitely a redneck. Jima, how did you invite such a person to your dance? It'll make your dance dusty."

The handsome young man with black hair came over with a wine glass, glanced at Colin contemptuously, and said.

"Floyd. Please pay attention to your words." Miss Fran's small face suddenly darkened, and she came forward to defend Colin.

"That's right. Freud. You have to pay attention to your words. What a countryman is not a countryman. Although the Uncharted Continent is also the law of nobility. But commoners become big figures in the magic world, everywhere. Maybe in the city of cold iron. In the eyes of some civilian lawyers, you and I are just country people. After all, the Red Rose City is also a small place." Miss Jima and Miss Fran stood on the same line and attacked Freud.

"Don't mind Mr. Colin. This guy Floyd has a bad mouth. If it wasn't for his surname Martinez, I wouldn't have invited him to my dance." Miss Gemma also apologized to Colin and added: Named each other's last name.

Floyd Martinez.

Colin's blue eyes showed a sudden look. It turned out to be one of the three surnames in the Red Rose City. No wonder he has such eyes above the top.

Although Jima and Fran were so arrogant when they tasted it, in front of Colin, a country guy, Floyd still felt that his face could not be hung up.

"Humph." Floyd snorted and left.

"Don't worry about him, let's talk about swordsmanship. Although I'm not obsessed with swordsmanship like Fran. Miss Jiema asked with a smile.

"Okay." Colin agreed immediately. If she didn't agree, she would probably stick around. And this Miss Jima is also not bad.

"It's great, I'll find you tomorrow." Miss Jima's little face was full of joy.

Seeing the interaction between the two, Miss Fran somehow felt a little jealousy in her heart, as if some good thing had been cut away.

She was startled and quickly put aside the terrible thought.

Soon Miss Fran had no such thoughts, because Floyd was back. He also brought back a black-haired man with a proud face.

"This person..." Colin narrowed his eyes slightly after seeing the man.

Through his own perception, Colin felt that the strength of the other party should be similar to his own. And the other party has an aura, a dangerous aura.

A lady like Miss Fran is as harmless as a lotus in this world. And the knights who really go outside are dangerous.

"Oliver." Miss Jiema frowned and said.

"That's right. My cousin Oliver. He's a genius in swordsmanship, and he's been out and about for a few years. Don't you say he's a good swordsman? Do you have the guts to compete with my cousin Oliver?" proud face.

Oliver has a handsome cheek and a slender body that is pleasing to the eye. Although it exudes a dangerous atmosphere, it is surprisingly peaceful.

He raised his hands, made a gesture of surrender, and said, "I'm sorry, Gemma, Fran. I owe Freud a favor~www.wuxiaspot.com~have to stand up."

To put it bluntly, he has no interest in the fighting of children.

"Oliver." Floyd was a little annoyed and angry. After taking a deep breath, he looked at Colin provocatively and said, "How about it, do you have the guts?"

"Teacher, don't promise him. Oliver is really strong, a real swordsman genius, and he has been out for several years and has a wealth of combat experience." Miss Fran said to Colin with a worried look on her face.

"Yeah." Miss Jima was quite interested in seeing Bijian, but she was Miss Fran's best friend, so she should be on the same line, so she couldn't help but nodded.

"I'm not interested." Colin shook his head and said. He hadn't planned to take on the fight in the first place, and the sword-fighting thing was so boring and unrewarding.

Fighting is different. After defeating the opponent, the opponent's equipment and money belong to him. The feeling of rapid upgrade is very exciting.

Seeing this, Oliver showed a slight smile on his face, turned his head to glance at his cousin Floyd, shrugged his shoulders, and turned away.

It seemed to say, "Look at it."

"Hmph, coward." Floyd looked helpless. After glaring at Colin, he snorted and left. Much like a child.

"This guy is like he hasn't grown up for so many years." Miss Jiema looked at Floyd's back and shook her head. Then he invited Colin very interested: "Colin, are you interested in dancing?"

After thinking about it for a while, Colin shook his head and refused, "I'm not interested."

Miss Jiema was a little disappointed, but didn't say much. Miss Fran was inexplicably relieved again.

The ball lasted until late at night. After the end, Colin and Miss Fran took a carriage and returned to the Marquis's residence.