"Whew, wow!"

The crisp sound of horse hooves and the neighing of horses came one after another.

On a path deep in the forest, a large group of young boys and girls rode on horses, forming a long line and heading towards an open spot in the deep forest.

Each beautiful girl was dressed in military uniform and riding cap, looking heroic.

It formed a beautiful landscape, which was pleasing to the eye. But the problem was that the fundamental activity this time was still hunting.

With so many people attacking together, even if the guards tried their best to drive the prey over, it is estimated that only a handful of people would be able to shoot the prey.

"How did it become like this?"

Luther asked himself.

It was a good, customary social event for the seven major families, with serious hunting activities and dinner parties.

Come here once in a while.

But there were too many girls coming this time, and they didn’t stay with anyone else, but with him, and gathered together.

Someone attacked him last night.

It's really laughable.

Luther really wanted to fall in love with a beautiful noble girl again to say goodbye to his virginity, but he really had no interest in the girls in front of him.

Although Luther didn't have much experience, he could still vaguely tell whether the girls were innocent or promiscuous. After a quick glance, Luther felt that more than half of these noble girls in front of him were not good birds.

The rest are not suitable for dating.

Even just a finger gesture would make them willing to lie down.

If this is the case, Luther would rather find a mature noble woman and have an in-depth physical connection with her, which would be more enjoyable.

So Luther didn't want to deal with them, but the problem was that he had to deal with them, as he was the acting lord of Pompeii and the landlord of this social event.

He wouldn't abandon his guests and flee the crime scene, would he? Tragic.

After arriving at an open area, the team stopped. At this time, the guards were already driving the prey, and it was believed that it would not be long before some fat prey appeared.

Normally, hunters would be on horseback, holding bows in their hands, ready to hunt at any time. But what about the girls? They gathered in twos and threes, whispering from time to time, and countless eyes fell on Luther.

"Oh." Luther sighed, and simply rode to the edge of the open area with Newton, Marshall and others.

"The enthusiasm of young girls is always hard to resist." Seeing that Luther was in a bad mood, Marshall said in a teasing tone.

"With so many girls, don't you like any of them? As long as you like one, the others will retreat." Newton said.

"If it's a pure relationship, I would rather have sex with Miss Alice, the socialite of Baron County, the eldest daughter of the Baron family." Luther said with a pout.

Luther remembered the eldest daughter of the baron, mainly because her father's description of her was a little too alluring.

She has a beautiful appearance, especially...

He has a bold style and can be both high and low.

"Luther, I didn't expect you to have such a hobby. I heard that there were at least eighty men who had affairs with that eldest lady."

Marshall touched his chin and looked at Luther with strange eyes.

Even though he was a playboy, Marshall didn't care about his woman's past, but the problem was that the woman had too many men.

And they might be dating at the same time, which made Marshall feel sick.

"Maybe it's genetic. I've always heard Uncle Sol say that only mature women can soothe a man's soul." Old Sol seemed to have instilled some bad ideas in Newton, Newton said after thinking about it.

"Haha, it's a family trait. I've also heard that the Knights of Pompeii specifically look for women older than themselves."

The other heirs all laughed.

Luther rolled his eyes involuntarily, feeling ashamed to have such a father.

A relaxed conversation.

Perhaps because there were too many of them, they frightened the nearby prey. After Luther and others waited for a while, no guards drove the prey over.

Newton was bored and brought up another topic.

"By the way, Luther, what do you think of these prospective knights?" Newton looked back at the dozen or so young men in the team.

These teenagers are generally young, ranging from fifteen to eighteen years old.

Most of them were quasi-knights, with one or two being Sir Knights. Even the Sir Knights had only been promoted for a short time.

Because before this, Luther had already recruited many knights from the six major families.

The next generation is not as good as their parents, they lack training and are still very immature.

But Luther also has some thoughts about them. Don't be nervous, it's not the kind of gay thoughts. It's because these prospective knights are destined to become Mr. Knights.

Even a rookie can become a battle-hardened knight after a few years of training.

Eventually became the pillar of the Pompeii family.

Currently, the Pompeii family is still expanding rapidly. Luther's short-term goal is to become a baron, and a baron will own a vast territory and at least one city with a population of more than 30,000.

Not to mention the number of guards, at least a hundred knights would be needed.

Otherwise it would be embarrassing to tell others about it.

At present, the number of knights in the Pompeii family, excluding Pompeii and his son, is only fifteen. The road to recruiting knights is still long, and these prospective knights cannot be let go.

"What else can I see? After this socializing is over, I will hold a private party to discuss matters with them," Luther said with a smile.

"When these prospective knights grow up, the Pompeii family will probably have more than thirty knights." An heir sighed.

I am so envious.

Although they are allies, they are almost like one. The strength of the Pompeii family is equivalent to the strength of the seven major families.

But just like the wealth that an individual possesses, generally speaking, a person worth 100 million will envy a person worth 10 billion.

This is the current situation.

The Pompeii family became stronger and stronger. Although other families were not jealous, they were envious.

"roar!!!"

At this moment, a roar sounded. This roar sounded like a tiger, but it was more powerful than the roar of an ordinary tiger.

There was a hint of murderous intent.

Under the influence of this murderous aura, the warhorse began to become restless and kept pacing back and forth.

The girls were all terrified, and the timid ones began to tremble. The would-be knights also showed signs of uneasiness, and only a few of them could remain calm.

The heirs are naturally not much better, they are basically playboys.

Although they are all knights, there is absolutely no fighting.

Only Luther was slightly surprised. After last year's cleanup, the nearby monsters should have been cleared out. How could there still be monsters? But Luther was not too panicked, because this was the edge of the deep forest, and there were very few monsters above the intermediate level. If it was a primary monster.

That Luther wasn't worried.

Just think about how the acid lizard died.

(End of this chapter)