Orange.

It was the end of January and the weather was still a little chilly, but Orange was always hot, so the cold wouldn't last long.

The weather should warm up in February and farmers will start farming.

The situation in Orange had not changed much from before Luther left. The new party did what the new party did, and the three great nobles did what the three great nobles did, and generally everything was peaceful.

Golden City! This largest city in Orange has become much more depressed and grim.

Although this city is also full of traces of magic, it is not yet a magic city. There is no strong defense and offensive system, and there is no powerful tower spirit that can coordinate everything.

Therefore, this city still needs to rely on knights to check the people passing by.

Although the city was much more desolate, the crowds were still quite dense. The knights had a lot of work to do and the inspection was very strict.

This put Luther and Old Saul in a difficult position.

There is a village northwest of the Golden City. In a house in the village, there is a teleportation point set up by the King's spies.

Old Thor and Luther, the Eagle King, passed through this teleportation point and returned to Orange.

Now Luther, Old Thor and the Eagle King left the village and came to a remote place to sit down and discuss.

"There are two problems. One is that we are cooperating with Libya and Ferger to launch a surprise attack on the New Party, so the King's capital blocked the news for us and concealed the strength of our Earth Knights. But how can we enter the Golden City and discuss with the Earl without alerting anyone?"

"The second is that the Earl agreed with us to launch the attack in May. It's only February now. Is he fully prepared?"

Old Saul sat cross-legged, opposite Luther, with the Eagle King standing on Luther's shoulder.

An annoying fly flew by, and Old Sol crushed it to death and threw it away.

"How disgusting." Luther thought as he looked at the fly that was crushed into a ball.

"The second question is a problem, but the Count of Libya plans to attack the New Party in May, so it is certain. Even if we are not well prepared now, we can make up for it with your participation. The most important thing is that the blockade of the capital will only last for a month at most. If we don't act now, the New Party will know that we are going to attack the Orange New Party, and they will be prepared."

Luther originally supported his chin with his right hand, but he touched his chin with his right hand while speaking, and said, "As for how to sneak into the Golden City and meet the Earl quietly, we need to go through someone."

"Who?" asked Old Saul.

"Al, Libya, a playboy." Luther said.

"How to contact him?" asked Old Saul.

"I know this guy has a secret lover who lives in a villa northwest of Golden City. Let's go and stake out the spot."

Luther said.

"good."

The father and son took immediate action.

………….Three days later.

To the northwest of the Golden City, near a huge mountain range, there is a group of villas, but they are scattered very randomly and far apart from each other.

This place is very suitable for keeping a lover. Many big shots in Golden City like to buy a villa here and keep a lover.

Among them is a villa at the foot of the mountain, with its back against the mountain, small maple forests on the left and right sides, an open area in front, and a small river flowing not far away.

The environment is very good and suitable for leisure.

I can go fishing and have afternoon tea during the day, and paint oil paintings if I feel like it.

Feeling very happy.

As a playboy, Mr. Al knows how to enjoy himself.

Mr. Al is a member of the Libyan Earl's family and a wealthy man himself. He is always escorted by many high-ranking knights when he goes out.

He brought his little lover, Lady Mosiah, to a small maple forest and ordered the knight not to follow them.

"Mr. Al, you really know how to have fun." A teasing voice sounded.

"Luther, you bastard. I will kill you." Mr. Al was worried at first, thinking he had encountered a new party or was attacked by gangsters. But when he saw that the person coming was Luther, he immediately felt relieved and started cursing.

He stood up while cursing.

With a "bang", Madam Mosia fell to the ground.

"Mosia." Mr. Al was surprised and hurried to help.

"She'll sleep for a month," Luther said.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Mr. Al was really a little angry.

What a bastard.

This guy.

"Let me show you this first." Luther took out the king's commission document from the space ring and handed it to Mr. Al.

Mr. Al took it doubtfully, then his face changed drastically, and he looked at the father and son in front of him with great shock.

"White...White Eagle...Count???" Mr. Al, who was always slick, seemed to be a stutterer at this time, and spoke stutteringly.

Oh my God, what on earth did this father and son do? The king, who had not increased the number of real nobles for hundreds of years, actually conferred a real earl.

This real earl is actually an old acquaintance, the Pompeii family.

You know, Mr. Al watched Luther "grow up".

He had to admit that Luther was really capable of making trouble. He came to Golden City alone and spent money to find him to enter the top rich circle.

He attended many top dance parties and accumulated a strong network of contacts.

This is not something that ordinary people can do. As a partner in an advertising company, Mr. Al has brought many people into the top circle, but only Luther can be so successful.

Eloquence and social skills.

Luther and Pompey were both extremely powerful.

What happened later was beyond Mr. Al's expectation. Luther Pompeii not only promoted Pompeii wine, but also used his deep network of contacts to make a fortune.

He first dealt with Viscount Silver Wing, and then when the new party launched an attack, he seized six territories in one go and became the Governor of White Eagle Territory.

Become one of the only three great nobles in Orange.

This is happening damn fast enough.

In the blink of an eye, the governor became a count again.

Is this a trick? Are you a clown or a magician?

After being shocked, Mr. Al became a little furious. He threw away the appointment document, jumped up, pointed at Luther's nose and cursed.

"You bastard, you've turned over a new leaf, haven't you? You brought the appointment documents to shock me, right? I'm telling you, I'm not envious, jealous or hateful, you bastard."

In fact, Mr. Al was extremely envious, because he was the Earl, you bastard.

Even if it was a royal title, it would be enough gold to dazzle Mr. Al, not to mention a real title of nobility.

Oh shit.

This bastard came back to show off, blatantly showing off.

What a bastard.

Luther was scolded by Mr. Al, and spit flew in his face. He covered his face with his hands and thought to himself, am I so superficial?

(End of this chapter)