"Master, master, please let Aliena go to the Treasure Planet. Aliena is hungry."

Luther was sleeping when he was awakened by a loud noise. When he opened his eyes, he saw Alena, the red dragon girl.

Red hair, red skirt, red leather shoes.

The girl has a delicate face and a clear and moving voice. If she could be a little more gentle, she would be perfect.

At this moment, Aliena was kneeling on the bed, making a lot of noise and kicking her little feet, like a wild girl.

It doesn’t matter if she’s a wild girl. The Blood Dragon Mother Natalie is also an alternative red dragon lady, but the problem is that Natalie is very strong and Alena is very weak.

Luther touched Aliena's little head and agreed: "Go, but don't eat too much. If you go into sleep early again, I won't be able to help you."

"Okay, okay." Alena nodded her head frantically, thinking, I can't eat too much, so I'll just bring more. Shiny things are the cutest.

Aliena, whoosh, disappeared.

Luther shook his head and got up, then rang the bell and asked the maids to serve him, wash his face, brush his teeth, and eat.

"Have I been too idle lately?" After eating Zao Rebellion, Luther stood in front of the window. The weather was very good today, but Luther couldn't muster the energy to speak.

I've been too idle recently.

No, because my body is almost rusty due to lack of battle. After the hot spring resort opens this time, I have to go to the Treasure Star.

"If I let that playboy Marshall become a senior knight first because of my negligence, I will lose all my dignity."

Luther moved his arms and legs casually, thinking.

After a decadent morning, Luther pulled himself together, got on the carriage, and headed for Hot Spring Mountain under the protection of the family knights.

The Hot Spring Mountain has changed a lot at this moment.

The huge building complex covered the open-air hot springs. Now these hot springs are no longer ordinary hot springs, but Luther's gold mines.

There is a playground and a racetrack on a large open space at the foot of the mountain. Guests can take their children to the playground or go to the racetrack to bet on horses.

As long as you dare to place a bet, the resort officials will collect it.

The resort has opened today, and there are many wealthy people staying here. The rooms are full and there is no room for anyone else. Luther came here to attend the dance party in the evening.

A top dance party in Orange.

As the master, this Luther must be rushed.

In addition to Luther, many important figures in the White Eagle Territory were also present, including the contemporary knights of the six families, Miss Alice, Miss Amanda, Mrs. Smith, and various important figures.

In order to avoid trouble, Luther entered the resort through the back door and then came to the exclusive room in the resort to rest.

Soon the night came, and Luther dressed up and came to the ball.

A very large hall. Magic lamps were hung on the ceiling of the hall, emitting soft light, and the floor was paved with white spirit stones purchased from the north.

Oil paintings, sculptures and other artworks.

Musicians, musical instruments.

Even the waiters are handsome men and beautiful women.

Luther was dressed more formally today, but generally speaking, he had no particular taste for beautiful clothes.

It's also relatively quiet.

But as soon as he appeared on the stage, he immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.

"Hi, Luther." A middle-aged nobleman was the first to come up, gave Luther an exaggerated hug, and spoke affectionately.

Luther smiled when he saw him, thinking it was an old acquaintance.

Alpha, Mr. Taylor.

I remember Mr. Al took him to a top ball, the first one was hosted by this top rich man. At that time, he took out Pompeii wine, which was thought to be horse urine.

Later, Pompeii wine became very popular, and the other party asked the Pompeii family for a favor and obtained the agency rights of Pompeii wine from the Duke of Ferger.

"Hi, Mr. Alpha." Luther gave the gentleman a hug out of respect.

Human beings.

He became arrogant when he couldn't get promoted. In the past, he and Mr. Alpha were not good friends, but they were also relatively familiar people in the circle.

Now that I can’t get rich, I’ve forgotten my old friends.

Moreover, the other party was able to come here for vacation this time just for his face, right?

Seeing this, Mr. Alpha hugged Luther even tighter, then raised his head, turned around and looked around with a smug look on his face.

Look.

I was the first person to hug Luther.

"Luther." Mr. Alpha let go of Luther after a long time. Then another rich man came up and hugged Luther.

He was also an old acquaintance, the chairman of the Grain Merchants Alliance, Mr. Aardman. At that time, Luther asked him to make moves to control the grain and bring down Viscount Silver Wing.

Luther still owes this gentleman a favor.

"Hi, Mr. Aardman." Luther hugged the gentleman, and then, regardless of the strong intention of others to come up and hug him, he brought Mr. Aardman to see Miss Alice.

The grain business requires transportation, so I'll introduce Miss Alice, the captain of the transport team, to Mr. Aardman and give him a discount as a way of repaying the favor.

"Miss Alice, this is Mr. Adelman, a famous grain merchant in Orange." Luther introduced, "As for this beautiful Miss Alice, she is the owner of Alice Transport Company. Since one of you is a grain merchant and the other is the owner of a transport company, you must have something to talk about."

Mr. Aardman had seen women before, but when he saw Miss Alice, he was still shocked. But this gentleman behaved very well, very gentlemanly and did not show his pig-like appearance. He extended his hand politely and said, "Hello, Miss Alice."

She also rolled her eyes at Luther, because whether it was her appearance or the transportation company she actually controlled, she was also the focus of this top ball.

And now Luther has caused her another trouble.

But since he was introduced by Luther, I'll just talk to him reluctantly.

Grain merchant?

Do you want to use my transportation company to deliver the food?

Luther introduced Mr. Aardman to Miss Alice, and the two were able to talk about business, which was considered as repaying Mr. Aardman's favor.

After this little episode, many people came to talk to Luther or shake his hand. Those who were closer and more prestigious even hugged him.

They were all big shots that Luther had to look up to in the past, and basically included all the richest people in Orange.

And there is another condition. If you don't have an old acquaintance with Luther, at least you need to have spoken to him a few times and know him.

Otherwise I really wouldn't be able to come up and join in the fun.

Because people who don’t have old friends don’t even have the qualifications to join in the fun.

If you come up to someone and say hello without authorization, it will be considered impolite, which is very bad.

So there are people like Al and Libya. Luther saw Mr. Al, with his four clients, coming to see him.

"Hey, Mr. Al, are you starting to introduce new friends to me too?" Luther greeted Mr. Al with a smile and joked with him.

"This tone is very similar to the tone I used when Al brought Luther to see me. Time really flies. People who used to need Al's introduction to enter the top rich circle now have this treatment, and even better."

"Because Luther is the next generation of Earl White Eagle."

Mr. Alpha Taylor looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but think of what happened a few years ago, and he was very emotional.

Mr. Al nudged Luther with his elbow and whispered, "Make a little money, don't tear down my stage."

"Of course. I can ruin anyone else's show, but I can't ruin yours." Luther said with a smile, and then he looked at Dave, Elsie and the other four customers.

These customers were all well-dressed, probably of the average wealthy standard. They were humble and lowered their heads slightly.

They are all people who paid to see me.

Mr. Al's fat sheep.

Luther thought.

"Gentlemen, this is Luther, Mr. Pompey." Mr. Al first introduced Luther briefly, and then introduced the customers: "This is Dave, Mr. Elsie, who runs a shoe business in Sparta City. This is."

"Hello."

"Hello."

Luther smiled and got to know the clients, and patiently communicated with them. He also introduced the clients to the politicians, senior officials, and important figures in the White Eagle Territory who were present.

Give Mr. Al enough face.

Then Luther left decisively without further ado with these four gentlemen customers.

However, although Luther abandoned these four gentlemen clients, there were too many wealthy people present, including many beautiful ladies who had deep intentions for Luther's body.

Look, this is the next generation of Earl White Eagle. As long as you climb into his bed and give birth to an heir, you will live a life of luxury for the rest of your life.

That's what beautiful ladies think.

Luther finally became fed up and went to an angle of the resort alone to sit and look at the stars.

Although big shots do have great glory, they sometimes also have troubles.

I'd better not attend such dances in the future, Luther thought.

"Luther, thank you." Luther had not been sitting for long when footsteps were heard. Mr. Al came to Luther and sat down.

"What are you thanking me for? We are friends." Luther said with a smile.

Luther did not dislike playboys like Mr. Al. In fact, all his friends were playboys. Mr. Al, Marshall, Singer, and Newton were all playboys.

But although they are all playboys, their styles are very different.

Newton has become a good man, Marshall has taken responsibility, and Singer is a strange playboy who is willing to risk his life for the common people.

Mr. Al is the purest, with only women and money in his life.

Look, the beautiful scenery has been ruined by this guy again.

"Luther, I have my eyes on the train business. How about letting me join in and get a share of the pie?" asked Mr. Al.

It doesn't matter to Luther.

I still agree.

Why? What's wrong with laying railways throughout Orange? Anyway, the Libyan Count, a traditional lion king, is so shrewd and utterly threatening. Sooner or later, Orange will be mine.

Now Mr. Al is willing to build the railway in the north, which is really great.

"This matter still needs to be discussed with Miss Alice. I'll take you to meet him." Luther stood up and said with a smile.

"Okay." Mr. Al said with a happy smile.

The train business, if you can get involved in it, you can make a lot of money.

(End of this chapter)