Lord of the Oasis

The old housekeeper invited Kant to enter the office, the bright candlestick was lit, and the candle burning room was fragrant.

Kant scanned, the candles burning in this reception hall should be the best beeswax purchased in the Silver Plate Kingdom, even if the Lions Castle burned less, the first floor of this office was already lit 36 roots.

The whole floor is brightly lit, just like the day.

It also reflects the luxury of this place.

Yes, it is luxury.

The furniture made of various precious woods is elegantly piled on the top floor.

The surrounding walls are also painted with paint, with a bit of religious color. If Kant remembers it correctly, it should be a traditional myth derived from the Principality of the Lion, the magnificent life of the **** of war Emund.

Including the silverware and handicrafts visited on the cabinets around, they are extremely exquisite.

There are also shaped bonsai flowers stacked in the corners.

And the beautiful oil paintings hanging on the wall.

The luxury here has reached the level of luxury, even if it is compared with the senior aristocrats in the southern county.

If you compare it with the North County Lord, you can’t even compare it. Even this office hall is no less than the Supreme Lord of North County, Lord Lord Wayne’s Hall!

The difference may only be size, but as a businessman, such a firm is enough to be a manifestation of strength.

The old housekeeper is also very proud of this.

Come to the lobby.

Reaching to Kant respectfully: "Sit casually here, Mr. Kant, the room is ready, you can go to rest at any time. Of course, you must be hungry along the way. We still have desserts prepared."

"It's well prepared." Kant smiled.

"Yes."

The corner of the old housekeeper's mouth curled up: "It's full."

It was as if he couldn't see Kant and the 1o lion knights behind him. He turned around and patted his hands.

"Slap."

The sound of the slap sounded.

And the small door on the side opened gently.

The girl servants in maid costumes came out carrying the silver plate.

Well-trained, lined up, and quickly walked to Kant among them, and placed the silver plate on the long table in the middle, opened the lid, and then retreated to the wall respectfully, waiting quietly.

Looking at the 11 plates of food on the long table, Kant raised his eyebrows slightly: "Cream cake."

"Yes, it is the cream cake of the Silver Plate Kingdom."

The old housekeeper smiled and introduced: "Made with fine fine flour, mixed with eggs and cheese, and sugar and juice." After a pause, the old housekeeper raised his eyebrows: "A cream cake is worth 1 big silver coin."

"It's really expensive ingredients." Kant sat on his own seat and took a sip with a knife and fork.

It's soft and sweet and spread out.

A fragrant fragrance spreads gently in the mouth.

It is indeed delicious.

He couldn't help but nod, and also praised: "This is very good."

"Overwhelming." The old butler also smiled, and in his opinion, Kant's praise was to admit it.

To his employer, Mr. Borg admitted that, after all, this kind of food is rare even in the southern county, and even some nobles have never eaten it. It is an extremely precious food.

If it wasn't for the big merchant of the Kingdom of Silver Plate coming over this week, I sent a box temporarily.

It's hard to eat on weekdays!

But this is also his and Mr. Borg's plan.

Let this Mr. Kant retreat from difficulties and understand who has the initiative now.

And he smiled and looked at the 1o guards wearing fine linen robes, clothes that only ordinary civilians would wear. They also smiled and said: "Then these guards, do you think cream cakes are not appetizing? You can also Taste it, the taste is very good, after eating for the first time, you will fall in love with this soft taste."

"Oh, they haven't eaten this kind of food. In fact, I eat less, and relatively speaking, it is still more popular with them with wort and grilled meat." Kant explained.

"It turns out this way."

The old housekeeper took a slight look in his eyes.

He certainly did not understand Kant’s true identity, and Borg did not tell him.

Eating the cake with a silver fork, Kant also said to these lion knights: "Enjoy at will, this cream cake is indeed good, it tastes good, and it is more delicious than ordinary desserts."

"Yes."

The lion knights bowed their heads and began to enjoy.

But this exquisite cream cake, but the size of the slap, was eaten by them in a few bites.

The appearance of swallowing a lot makes the old housekeeper and the maids around a little pity. In fact, even if their identity can't eat this kind of thing, they are now swallowed by people. It is like a riot.

Kant eats a lot more elegantly. After all, he once spent 16 years of noble life.

A well-deserved top nobleman.

Finished.

Put down the knife and fork.

Kant looked at the old housekeeper who was still smiling and waiting, and said calmly: "Why hasn't Borg come yet? I don't have much time. If he is ready, he'd better come to see me."

"Uh..." The old housekeeper was slightly stunned, apparently not expecting Kant to ask so rudely.

It's as if he is the master here.

impolite.

The old housekeeper sneered in his heart.

But his excellent professional qualities made him react quickly, adjust his mind, and smiled: "Mr. Kant, maybe you misunderstood, Mr. Borg has no free time to see you tonight, the agreed time is tomorrow noon."

"Tomorrow afternoon."

Kant raised his eyebrows: "But then I had no time."

The old housekeeper, however, was not afraid: "It's a pity." The smile on his face dissipated, but with a somewhat warning tone: "Mr. Kant, you know, Mr. Borg's banquet tonight It’s a banquet hosted by the Governor of the Port, not the kind that any businessman can enter.”

"Oh, the specifications are high."

Kant nodded.

But he still looked at the old housekeeper and asked calmly: "Why doesn't Borg come to see me now?"

Knocked on the table, Kant wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel, sitting on a soft velvet cushion with his legs up, and asked politely: "Isn't Borg still in the office, let him come to see me now."

"Unreasonable."

The old butler's patience was finally exhausted.

His face was a little angry, but he still pressed his emotions and said: "Mr. Kant, this is the headquarters office of the Borg Chamber of Commerce, not everyone can be arrogant." After a pause, he said quietly: "Maybe You gave some help when Mr. Borg fell, but this is not a reason to threaten Mr. Borg!"

"No, I didn't threaten Borg." Kant smiled playfully and looked at the old housekeeper's ruffled ruffles, shaking his head helplessly: "Did Borg not want to come out?"

"If you want to meet."

The old housekeeper's face was somber.

Slowly patted his palm, and said in a deep voice: "Come out, meet your old friends!"

The small door next to it reopened.

But it was not the maid who came out.

Instead, a strong figure of 1o, walked out quickly, wearing a fine velvet woven garment, fittingly fit, while carrying the symbol of grace and luxury, and interspersed in the neckline and cuffs, and silver silk.

If you look closely, you can still see the iron piece under that luxurious costume.

Sarand Chainmail.

Sarande Chain Boots.

And Sarande Chain Gloves.

Originally, there should be a Sarande chain helmet, a Sarande shield on the back, a spear in his hand and a Sarande sword equipped at the waist. Of course, Sarande is also indispensable.

"Mr. Kant."

The old housekeeper smiled: "I think you know these 1o knights."

"of course."

Kant nodded.

These people are the 4th Cavalry of the Sultan of Sarand, the Sarand rider.

It was Kant who seconded him to Borg as a bodyguard. How could he forget that he would not know.

"Now they are Mr. Borg's most loyal crowd. When they were surrounded by thieves on a merchant ship, they saved their lives and saved Mr. Borg, for which they also won the friendship of Mr. Borg."

The old housekeeper smiled: "They now have one merchant ship per person."

"Well." Kant raised an eyebrow. "This is a big deal."

"of course."

The old housekeeper did not see the panic on Kant's face.

Squinting slightly, he was a little depressed, but he still said: "Mr. Kant, I think they have never enjoyed such a courtesy when they were under your hands~www.readwn.com~ Isn't it?"

"Yes, they don't even have extra horses." Kant told the truth.

"But they are very happy here."

The corner of the old housekeeper's mouth curled up: "What's more, they have new help."

Turning his head slightly, the old housekeeper looked into the door with a slightly respectful voice: "Mr. Cheshire, it may be time for you to appear at this time, I don't know if it has disturbed your rest."

There was also an arrogant voice in the room: "Oh, but a little nobleman, what are you afraid of?"

At the same time a burly figure came out.

Casually clothed in a velvet velvet cape, a short sword was casually worn around his waist.

Middle-aged, with a scar on his face, swept Kant who was still sitting there, and the 1o lion knight in a fine linen robe, and he laughed aloud: "For these wastes, do I still have to shoot it myself ?"

With that, he held out his hand, and an icy chill appeared.

The ordinary power of ice.

Great knight!

"Of course not, I just introduce them to you. After all, the great knight is not always seen, not to mention you, Mr. Cheshire, can be invincible from the battlefield."

The old housekeeper's tone is more charming.

This statement made the great knight named Chesil very useful.

But his attitude was still arrogant, sweeping coldly over Kant, and then sweeping the 1o famous and restrained Salyon Lion Knight, and said lightly: "So, I’m still busy, since I know the existence of my master, then You can go away, and stay away from the Borg Chamber of Commerce in the future, this world is very big, don't think how amazing you are."

"Oh, I see."

But Kant remained calm: "Hurry and let Borg come to see me when I'm done. I said, I don't have much time."

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