Two years.
In this era in Europe, not much has changed in two years.
In addition to the fact that the nobility had an additional taboo that must not be violated two years ago, there was also the rise of the Phantomhive family again.
The Duke, who most people dared not invite to banquets, rarely appeared in public, but because no one provoked him, no terrible incidents happened.
However, Count Phantomhive, the young leader, has been very active in the past two years.
He would handle some things the Queen needed neatly.
The earl managed the property of the Duke Uchiha in an orderly manner.
During these two years, the Phantomhive family has also gathered countless loyal subordinates.
These people are both new and old, but if you observe carefully, you will find that those who hold positions of power are all strangers or new generations.
"Your Excellency the Duke, look what I brought. This time it's ingredients from the East!"
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Viscount Dorit's habitual exaggerated behavior made Mo Lin, who came to the door to greet him, raise his eyebrows, but he still tried to maintain superficial courtesy.
"My Lord Viscount, please go have some tea first, and leave this to us."
Mo Lin waved to a butterfly demon to lead the way, and then he led people to count the food that was brought this time.
During the past two years, Viscount Dorit has been coming here for a minimum of one week and a maximum of no more than half a month.
Various ingredients and fruits, as well as some novel small gifts produced all over the world, are always delivered in an endless stream.
Even the roses in the Uchiha Mansion were familiar with the scent of this viscount, and every time they saw this guy coming, they would send him a wave of floral comfort.
However, because of the lingering fragrance of these flowers, Viscount Dorit's behavior here has become increasingly unrestrained, and his exaggerated performance has made the demons quite helpless.
But every time they saw that the Viscount could make his host laugh constantly, they felt that this guy was actually quite good.
"Lord Dolit, would you like to play cards with me?"
Xingyan didn't go out in the morning. He was playing the card drawing game with Grimmjow and Lucifer at home.
Seeing Viscount Dorit coming over, he waved and asked him to sit with him. This game is more fun with more people.
Moreover, we finally don’t have to pit our own people against each other.
"Your Excellency, I have never played this..."
Viscount Dorit comes here very often, so when he occasionally sees Xingyan wanting to play games, he will join in the fun.
He even learned to play mahjong some time ago.
Now that I have just learned Mahjong, I want to play a new game...
This gave him a feeling that he actually came to deliver food and gifts to the Duke, and then used these things to exchange for new games. After returning, he would rely on these games to dominate the aristocratic circle.
As soon as this feeling appeared, he felt as if he had been taking advantage of the Duke.
He was really scared. Would he have to leave the Duke's house today? Would Mr. Grimmjow suddenly want to slap him...
"What are you afraid of?"
Xing Yan looked at the Viscount who was suddenly trembling with fear and knew that this guy was imagining some inner drama again.
Perhaps because he played games too much with this guy, the current Viscount Dorit is busy promoting various small games in the aristocratic circle and has not organized any underground auctions until now.
This guy's exaggerated expression and his occasional wild imagination...
This cannot be changed.
"My Lord Duke, every time I come here you play new games. After I learn them, I go back and teach them how to play. I don't make money from this. You have to believe me. I really just want more people to feel the fun of these games..."
Viscount Dorit covered his face with his hands, exaggeratingly indicating that he really did not mean it.
"You didn't make any money? You are out of your mind. You don't even make any money you can. Do you think you have too much money?"
Grimmjow glared at the guy and successfully shut the viscount up.
Moreover, he looked over with a look of astonishment, as if trying hard to understand what this sentence meant.
"So that's how it is. I misunderstood again. I actually missed out on so much money. Your Excellency the Duke, I am really too stupid. You took such good care of me and brought me so many opportunities..."
The exaggerated expressiveness is turned on.
After Viscount Dolit expressed his innermost feelings to Xingyan, Grimmjow finally raised his hand and slapped him lightly on the head, and then he quietly started playing cards.
After Viscount Dolit had lunch here and left, Grimmjow looked at his hands, wondering if he could use a little more force next time. The Viscount's head was quite strong.
"I'm going to hell. I'll have dinner there. You don't have to prepare it for me."
Xingyan still habitually runs to Satan's palace every day.
But he still hasn't earned five million points, because Satan is often away for some reason, especially the god in heaven. Maybe it's because he's too bored in the past two years, but he invites Satan to play chess every one or two months, and every time he goes, he has to stay for a few days.
The points for a battle can be as low as 6,000 to 7,000, or as high as 20,000.
And with Lucifer he can help him earn some daily points, and he can earn a few hundred a day.
But even so, he has only saved four million so far, and he still needs one million to choose a world for targeted teleportation.
Sure enough, it is not easy to earn these points even if the system gives him benefits.
"Are you sure you're just going there to play chess?"
After Xingyan demolished half of Satan's palace in the Demon King's Palace, he looked at Satan who had told him after dinner that he would go down again tomorrow. He really couldn't help but ask him, how many chess pieces do you two have that you have to play endlessly like this?
Why didn’t I hear you say at the beginning that you two had such a good relationship?
"It's not just chess, it's just a bunch of newfangled gadgets he learned from somewhere, and he insisted on competing with me to see who can learn faster and win more..."
Satan looked at Xingyan's unchanged appearance, walked over, picked him up, took out a box, and let him see the game props inside.
I took this directly from that guy the last time I went there. I was planning to take it out to comfort my kid when he gets beaten and becomes unhappy.
"Mahjong?"
Xingyan looked at Satan and suddenly understood why that god would look for Satan to play with so frequently.
Does this mean that he dug a hole for himself?
He taught Viscount Dorit, who went back and asked the nobles to learn how to play, and then the angels learned and passed it on...
Does that mean that as long as he doesn't teach Viscount Dorit, Satan won't be offline often?
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