300,000 Geb.
This number was enough to make anyone go crazy. There was a saying among the nobles — "Someone will risk his life for a 500% profit."
The Viscount stared at the stage in a daze, but his mind was thinking about how to get through this process as soon as possible. According to the arrangement, he was supposed to enjoy a duel, gamble with the group of Barons on bridge, and bring 10 beauties back to his mansion.
Normally, these things would be done in the blink of an eye. But under such circumstances, Viscount Jeria felt like he was suffering.
Fortunately, this anxious state of mind came to an end after one round of the process. The tired Demon Noble raised his hand and pointed at the woman with the longest legs and biggest breasts standing in front of him. Then, he turned around and walked away without looking back.
The women were overjoyed and hurriedly followed behind him.
When they were about to board the carriage, the women instinctively wanted to follow the viscount, but they found that the old butler with an indifferent expression had reached out to stop the voluptuous women.
"Take the other carriage."
The women who were hoping to have a thrill in the carriage went to the other carriage resentfully. But as soon as they boarded the carriage, they heard a loud noise!
"Bang!"
The women turned around, only to find that the carriage that the viscount had just boarded had been pierced by a huge arrow in an instant!
Screams sounded, but they didn't realize that one person was missing beside them.
The old butler's arm was glowing and his palm was bleeding. The arrow beside him pierced the wooden carriage. The arrowhead penetrated the floor and was only ten centimeters away from Viscount Jeria's ankle.
The Viscount looked down at the arrow that was inches away from him. Just the arrow itself was more than 2 meters long. This kind of arrow should be used to attack a city, but now, it almost took his life.
The Viscount seemed unusually calm and didn't even say a word, but his right hand was clenching something tightly. The old butler squinted his eyes and watched the elite guards in the distance rush towards the pitch-black roof. At the next moment, a ball of light suddenly burst out from his hand and struck the air beside the Viscount!
"Pa!"
A pair of delicate hands tried to block the old butler's attack, but the weak figure was blown away by the force of the attack. Bang! The figure hit the inner wall of the room, and before it could stand up, the old butler hit it in the chest a second time. The white breasts in front of the viscount suddenly became bloody, and there was no sound.
The second assassination attempt.
It was a hair's breadth.
Viscount Jeria looked straight ahead, ignoring the beautiful corpse on the floor. His gaze was complicated.
※ ※ ※
"A sense of crisis is always a source of improvement."
Many of them held the Krillin's Blade in their hands and slowly moved it in front of them as they murmured softly.
His movements looked like Tai Chi, but in the eyes of the maids next to him, it was like slow motion. The maids who wanted to ask questions were patient because they knew that when their master was thinking, no one could disturb him.
There were two wooden cups on the table, one near and one far away.
Many's Krillin's Blade slid horizontally in front of him, one centimeter away from the cup near him, but when the sword swung, the cup behind him vibrated slightly.
Putting the sword back into the sheath, the maid Medusa next to him curiously wanted to pick up the cup that seemed to have changed subtly, but when she raised her hand, she found that the cup had broken into two pieces.
"Nairíos, what are the real rules?"
Many asked softly in his heart, but as always, there was no answer.
Jia Luo pushed the door and entered. This was the privilege that Many gave him. The latter held a roll of parchment in his hand, silently handed it to Many, and turned to leave.
Many had a lot of things to do, and Jia Luo was a little busy.
"Sir."
Little Medusa saw that Many had finished reading the contents of the parchment, and sat there with a sigh of relief. She knew that he seemed to be in a good mood, so she asked aloud.
"Hmm?"
"Do you … have a girl that you like?"
The girls in the Abyss were really direct. Many's mind was filled with thoughts of Mrs. Vasaki who always joked with him.
"Yes."
After a moment of silence, Many's face relaxed, and he nodded lightly, and added, "I love her very much."
This sentence made the girl not know how to continue asking. She just stared blankly at the lord who had led them across the two continents. From him, the maid Medusa could only think of the words that were used to describe the great poet.
"Heart of a tiger, sniff the rose."
But she could not say these words. Many smiled at him, and that smile was filled with too much helplessness and emotion. Anyone who saw it could feel all the vicissitudes of life that he had experienced.
"Rest early, sir."
The little Medusa said softly, and then consciously left the room.
Many turned to look out of the window, looked at the parchment in his hand, and was silent for a while. Then he said softly, "Now, it's my turn to perform."
* * *
Holding the badge given by Viscount Jeria in his hand, Many strolled on the street. At this moment, the abyss was quiet at night. Far away from the bustling streets, it was very quiet here.
Norton was the area where the nobles lived. For the commoners, every move of the nobles was always something in their imagination. They had never really come into contact with the nobles. In their impression, the word "nobles" was just the back view of the back view of those luxurious clothes and tall carriages whizzing past in front of them. Norton was an area that was out of their reach. The commoners here both loved and hated this place.
They hated the nobles' usual behavior. In the eyes of the commoners, these nobles did not seem to do anything meaningful. Apart from hunting, dinner parties, and looking for women, their other deeds rarely really appeared in the scope of the commoners' conversations, so most of the commoners did not like these nobles.
But when it came to love?
It was because of the special privileges of the nobles. Their special privileges were too tempting. From this, one could see the deep-rooted nature of the Abyss Race. They didn't want fairness. Instead, they wanted to always be in an advantageous position in the face of unfairness.
Many looked up at these tall buildings. Compared to Sauron, there was something more here that the other place did not have — the real nobles, the real black-bellied but hidden daggers in their smiles.
After being questioned by the guards three times, every time he took out the badge in his hand, the guards would retreat in surprise and not interfere. It could be seen that Jeria's influence in this area was far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
But this was also something that many people had expected.
He didn't have any gorgeous clothes on his body. He looked like the most ordinary civilian, but he had two vulgar looking rings on his hands and a huge chain around his neck that could be seen at a glance.
If there was any way to describe him, it would be the attire that a guy from the slums would wear after robbing a jewelry shop and showing it to his friends.
Many times, when they went out, the personal maids didn't hold back and raised their opinions about the unpleasantness of the accessories. However, the maids just smiled and went out just like that.
His steps were very steady at first, but when he approached the huge mansion, his steps began to become nervous, and his eyes began to nervously look around.
300 meters.
Many squinted his eyes and continued to walk. Now he could already see the guards at the door. They saw many figures, but they did not do anything. However, their cold eyes made Many feel a kind of natural hostility.
These guys were very strong. The warlike demon race had always been based on strength. Even the guards were at least grade 6.
200 meters.
Many's steps became more and more nervous. He walked and stopped, and looked at the mansion next to him from time to time, as if comparing the emblem on the mansion's door with the thing in his hand.
100 meters.
The guards suddenly turned around and walked towards the door. Soon after, more than 20 well-armored guards came out. The guards of the two great sects lined up neatly. The gates of the mansion opened, and a large carriage slowly drove out of the mansion.
There was no need to talk about the people inside.
The carriage slowly turned around, and the guards also surrounded the carriage tightly.
This kind of formation seemed to startle Many. He looked at the scene in front of him and stopped halfway. He hurriedly knelt on one knee and saluted. Saluting from a distance of 100 meters was probably a record. The carriage did not seem to care whether Many saluted or not. It directly drove towards Many, and then passed by him.
Many did not say anything from beginning to end, and did not even raise his head. He was as pious as the God of Light's believers.
50 meters.
The carriage was already 50 meters away from Many, but Many still did not raise his head.
The guards quickly walked past Many. Not a single one of them would look at this lowly person kneeling on the side of the road, as if he was as inconspicuous as a blade of grass on the side of the road.
"Pu!"
An almost undetectable muffled sound broke the orderly footsteps of the guards. Even the guards walking in the front row did not notice what happened behind them. They continued to walk forward for five or six steps before they heard the sound of someone falling to the ground.